Although Zhuang Bufan's name exudes a strong sense of pretentiousness, being able to become a foundation architect at the age of sixteen is indeed not something that can be built on his talent.
Of course, it cannot be compared with the seven milk babies. They grew out of gourd vines.
"I don't want to be your little brother!" Zhuang Bufan objected loudly.
"Haha, you will agree." Ling Han smiled, his eyes a little evil.
"You, what do you want to do?" Zhuang Bufan's heart tightened.
Ling Han smiled brightly and harmoniously: "I'm going to hang you on a tree, take off your pants and spank you."
Zhuang Bufan's breathing stopped instantly. It was so vicious. How could you treat him like this?
"How are you?" Ling Han patted Zhuang Bufan on the shoulder, "Do you want to be my little brother?"
"...Do it." Zhuang Bufan gritted his teeth and said, if he was really allowed to get spanked naked, he would go crazy.
"Then what should you call me?" Ling Han was persuasive.
"Boss." Zhuang Bufan whispered.
"What?"
"Boss!" The voice was louder this time.
Ling Han laughed loudly: "I was just joking with you. How could an upright person like me do something like hanging someone up, taking off their pants and spanking them?"
As soon as these words came out, Princess Bixiao, Liuwa, and Zhuang Bufan complained at the same time.
You can do it, absolutely.
Ling Han blinked. When did his credibility become so bad that even a naughty kid like Liuwa would complain about him?
Forget it, leave him alone.
Ling Han accepted a younger brother and was in a good mood. He borrowed Zhuang Bufan's connector, but he was unable to connect to the interstellar network.
"There is no Internet in the secret realm." Zhuang Bufan explained, but his tone was mocking.
Ling Han patted the other party's shoulder: "Come on, say it again."
Zhuang Bufan felt a strange pain in his shoulder and said quickly: "Boss, there is no Internet in the secret realm."
This sentence is much more respectful.
Ling Han nodded with satisfaction and threw the connector back to Zhuang Bufan. If the star network could not be used, it would be impossible for everyone to quickly get in touch with each other and they would have to return to the original communication state.
Either face to face, or with a flare or something like that, the distance cannot be far.
"Then many people came. Not only were there experts, but many people also joined forces. However, they most likely separated after entering. From the looks of it, it will be very difficult to reunite."
"After all, my level is a bit low. If I face a three-star or even four-star genius who builds the ultimate foundation, it will be difficult to match unless I use the help of the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower."
"Besides, if there are too many opponents like this, I will also have a big headache."
"Now, before these people have gathered together, we must either quickly find the saint's inheritance, or defeat them one by one. We cannot delay the time too long."
Ling Han thought in his heart.
The four of them walked for a while, but the place was astonishingly large, and it was an endless wasteland with no end in sight.
Ling Han decided to spread out his actions, first go to various directions to explore, and then come back to join together.
The four people went in different directions and soon disappeared into the sky.
Ling Han didn't care whether Zhuang Bufan would come back or not. Anyway, he only accepted him as his younger brother on a whim.
He flies with a weapon, but there is no suppression by the power of heaven and earth, so flying is not a problem.
Ling Han did not fly forward, but flew straight into the sky.
After flying for almost an hour, he found that he could no longer go up.
——A big golden net appeared in the sky, stopping him from moving forward. The big net was made up of golden threads. If you look closely, you will see that these golden threads are covered with mysterious textures.
Is this the saint formation?
The people inside can't get out, but from the outside, does it mean that this broken star doesn't exist at all?
Ling Han was very curious, but how could he see through the saint's methods? After studying for a while, he couldn't get a clue at all, so he could only descend.
Walking forward, almost half a day passed, and the wilderness finally changed.
Is this... an ancient battlefield?
Ling Han saw many corpses in front of him, as well as broken armor, weapons, and flags. The scale of the battle was absolutely astonishing.
He was not the first person to arrive here. Many people had already entered the ancient battlefield area and were rummaging through armor and weapons.
However, too much time has passed, and these armors and weapons are all in tatters. Moreover, they are not the first people to enter here. If they really have something of value, it will be their turn.
?
"Ling Han?" Someone turned around and saw him, and couldn't help but sneered, "Although I don't like the reward, but since you sent it to me yourself, I don't mind making some extra money."
This was a burly middle-aged man, looking down at Ling Han with a look of disdain.
Ling Han smiled faintly: "Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you."
Do everyone think he is easy to bully?
"He's just a small person on a backward star. He can be eliminated with one move." The opponent came over to kill him and raised his hand to slap Ling Han on the top of his head.
Ling Han just stretched out his hand and held the opponent's wrist.
What!
The middle-aged man looked shocked and struggled hard, but his wrist seemed to have taken root in Ling Han's hand and remained motionless.
"I've always been easy to talk to. If you don't come to trouble me, I won't bother to bully you." Ling Han said, he did not look at the middle-aged man, but glanced at the other people in the ancient battlefield, "But, this
Doesn’t mean I won’t kill people!”
Boom, the heavenly fire rose up and instantly enveloped the middle-aged man.
"Ah -" the middle-aged man screamed, but it only happened for a moment. He lost his voice and was burned alive by the flames.
Many people showed fear. For most people, a thousand Dao Stones could be considered a small fortune. If it was just a matter of convenience, then no one would mind reaching out, but this might cost their lives.
If it's dangerous, no one will do it.
It turns out that Ling Han is not only a genius formation master, but also incredibly powerful.
It's better not to provoke him.
But some people are afraid, and naturally some people don't take it seriously.
"Just a kid who just stepped into the foundation building!" A middle-aged man in blue strode over, with fish gills on his mouth, which looked very strange.
Obviously, his original form should be some kind of fish, or shrimp, or crab, but the transformation was not complete enough, so only the gills were retained.
"I have long disliked you, but you have been hiding in the imperial capital. Now that Chen Fengyan is no longer protecting you, it will be easy to kill you!" The middle-aged man in blue said solemnly, and slapped Ling Hanxu with his palm.
Ling Han raised his fists to meet them together, and bang, the two forces vibrated, and immediately swept up many nearby wreckage, white bones dancing wildly, and broken blades flying together.
In this attack, the two of them were equally matched.
"Sure enough, a mere human foundation can rival the peak strength of a Jiji foundation!" The middle-aged man in blue sneered, "Unfortunately, I am not at the foundation foundation level, but at the cauldron-building stage!"