Ling Han activated his pupil technique and looked at the old man.
Can't see through!
If the opponent is building a foundation, Ling Han can clearly see the opponent's cultivation. If it is a cauldron, he can at least vaguely see the appearance of the immortal cauldron, but from the moment he generates the elixir, he can see nothing.
Can't see it anymore.
It's not that his eye skills are not strong, it's that his level is too low.
But the pupil technique cannot see through it at all, which means that the opponent is at least in the elixir-generating state, or even stronger.
There was a hole in the old man's chest, as if it had been pierced by someone's hand. Blood was still flowing there, but at an extremely slow speed, and the blood was like crystal, as if it was about to solidify.
"Damn it, I need more blood!" The old man coughed, and he gently caressed the wound, with a murderous intent in his eyes, "Wudaozi, wait until I recover from the injury, find the secret realm, and cultivate.
When you get to the next floor, it will be your death!"
"And that damn boy actually has a treasure that can track scents, and he almost exposed my hiding place."
"That kid is quite smart. He should have found this place long ago, but he hasn't shown up yet. He obviously knew it was a trap."
"I have to change my place. If I call for a master, it will be difficult for me to stop him as I have just recovered to my ability to make a tripod."
As he was talking to himself, the two blood slaves stood at the side like stone sculptures.
"You two, come and help me." The old man ordered the two blood slaves.
The two men rushed to help him, and when they helped the old man out of the pit, Ling Han was surprised to find that the old man was missing a leg.
The wound was very new, and like the chest, it was still dripping with blood.
Ling Han's heart beat a little faster. He was wondering if he should take advantage of the opportunity to take action?
This is a good opportunity. The enemy failed to set up an ambush and left in despair. This is the time when the defense is at its most lax.
The opponent has the strength of Zhuding. He suddenly launches a sneak attack with the Sky Pattern Jade, which has a high chance of success.
The question is, could this be another trap?
The old man may have known that he was nearby, and those words he said before were deliberately told to him, just to attract him to take action.
"No, if he wants to lure me into taking the bait, then he should say that he is a foundation-building practitioner. Otherwise, he is far behind. So what if he makes a sneak attack? How many people can succeed?" Ling Han immediately said in his heart, after all, like
Such a powerful foundation building is rare in history. If the old man can even count this, he will be really awesome.
Ling Han pondered in his heart, thinking that his judgment was correct.
OK, give it a try.
Ling Han took out the Sky Pattern Jade and injected it with telekinesis, making it extremely light.
He approached quietly, and when he was within five feet of the old man, he did not get closer. With a thought, the sky pattern jade was already shot out.
"Kill!" Ling Han also stretched out his wings and rushed forward.
This was so sudden. Who would have thought that an attack would suddenly come out of an empty place?
The sky pattern jade came through the air, at forty times the speed of sound, extremely fast.
The old man couldn't help but be shocked.
If he had been prepared, he would have had room to dodge with his current tripod-making skills, but this was too sudden and the distance was too close for him to dodge.
This old man was quite ruthless. He grabbed the two blood slaves with both hands and blocked them in front of him.
Bang, bang, the sky pattern jade hit them and exploded immediately. Under the powerful force, the bodies of the two blood slaves exploded, like bursting balloons.
The speed of Tianwen Jade only weakened a little, and it continued to blast towards the old man.
The old man roared, turned his right hand, and slapped it towards the sky pattern jade.
Bang!
I saw blood bursting out, and the right hand was exploded, and then the forearm was also shattered, until it reached the elbow and stopped.
Alas, the old monster who made the tripod is difficult to kill. The same goes for the high priest of the wolf clan, and so does this old man.
Ling Han sighed in his heart, but his figure was already in full swing. The God of War's three postures were unfolded, wrapped in destructive energy. As soon as he came up, he almost exploded with his strongest combat power.
The old man was heartbroken.
Of course, they are not two blood slaves. They can be created at will, as many as they want, but in order to block Ling Han's blow, he lost one right hand, which hurt him a lot.
He has already lost a leg, and now he is missing an arm, so his combat power will naturally plummet.
The key is that the one who took action was actually just a foundation builder.
He, the majestic Lord of Transformation Spirits, was actually crippled by a foundation builder? What a shame and humiliation!
This is really a disaster. If he is still a high-ranking True Monarch of Transformation Spirits, what if he is sneak-attacked by the Sky Pattern Jade? This kind of low-level magic weapon is just like playing in front of him.
"Damn little pawn!" He roared, activated his spirit-level aura, and charged towards Ling Han. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and reached for Ling Han's neck.
He really didn't underestimate Ling Han at all, and directly suppressed Ling Han with his spirit-transformation level aura. This was the biggest advantage of a higher realm, crushing all living beings on a level.
However, this kind of suppressed momentum was of no use to Ling Han.
His Immortal Foundation is modeled after the ancient Immortal Sect. It can be said to be the most powerful cornerstone of Immortal Dao in the world. With such a stable foundation, why should he be afraid of being suppressed by his momentum?
The God of War's first move had already been struck, and Ling Han added another move, opening his mouth, spitting out a golden sword, and at the same time launched an evil energy attack.
The evil spirit attack was the first one to hit, but it had no effect. The opponent was not the real cauldron, but the true king of spirit transformation. The difference in realm was too big, and it was completely impossible to have any effect.
But Ling Han didn't place his hopes on this. The three God of War moves and destructive energy were his trump cards.
boom!
The two of them exchanged blows, and Ling Han was immediately knocked away. He felt that all the bones in his body were trembling, as if he was about to fall apart.
——This old man has indeed only recovered to the realm of forging a cauldron, but it is definitely not a human cauldron, but a heavenly cauldron!
"Ah!" The old man screamed. Although he knocked Ling Han away, his left hand was contaminated with destructive energy and was eroding him. With his current ability, he couldn't expel it. He could only suppress it. Two fingers suddenly
Gone.
What a terrifying destructive power.
The old man was angry and frightened. He deliberately took back the two blood slaves just to lure Ling Han into taking the bait and solve a hidden danger. Who would have thought that it would bring a catastrophe to himself.
Now his limbs are only one right leg and one left hand, and his left hand is missing two fingers. It is simply a tragedy.
"Death! Die! Die!" He lost his anger and blasted towards Ling Han crazily.
This was Tianding-level combat power. It was so terrifying. Although Ling Han used the three God of War moves to fight against him, as soon as he made contact, his whole body was blown away, and the star light curtain was instantly shattered.
"Wow!" Ling Han vomited blood and felt that at least half of the organs in his body were damaged.
This is because he laid the foundation very well, otherwise, just one blow would be enough to kill him.
"Death!" The old man swung his leg forward and charged towards Ling Han again.