Chapter 4300 There is no one before, the tenth shape of the true self!
Ling Han left the dark battlefield with constant enlightenment in his heart.
This battle gave him a great understanding, and killing people in the hands of the spirit transformation realm made him feel extremely relaxed, as if a door to his heart had been opened, which was extremely refreshing.
And these days, he has been experiencing life and savoring the Tao, and he has gradually gained the tenth form of understanding, but he is just missing the mark.
Now, after this battle, he finally reached the edge.
After Ling Han walked into a corner, he immediately changed his appearance and found an inn to stay.
He is going to try to hit the tenth form.
Whether the tenth form can be reached or not, no one knows.
Because the ninth form only exists in legends, what about the tenth form? It must be more like a dream.
Ling Han was neither impatient nor impetuous, and kept a normal mind.
The peaceful life after re-entering the City of Death, coupled with the thrill of the previous battle, formed a strong contrast. The fierce collision also formed a certain kind of power, which gave him endless insights.
Ling Han is immersed in his mind. He has now changed his appearance. He is not afraid of being discovered and can break through quietly.
Time passed continuously, and half a month later, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Han's mouth.
He finally touched the threshold of breakthrough.
The tenth form is possible.
Come!
In the sea of consciousness, the true self of destruction glowed with nine-colored divine light. Ling Han mobilized the power of the creatures in billions of planes and directly used his trump card to suppress the repulsive power of the true self.
The Tao of heaven and earth comes in and becomes the nourishment of the true self, strengthening the true self and promoting the transformation of the true self into the tenth form.
Hiss, so difficult.
Ling Han immediately felt that even if he used the power of the plane, the rejection of his true self was still shocking, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Fortunately, he stabilized his position and made progress little by little.
The true self of destruction is growing steadily, and the nine-color light is dimming, although the speed is not very fast.
A whole month has passed, and the True Self of Destruction has completely lost its light and fallen into silence. The Tao has been wrapped up layer by layer, forming a cocoon.
Ling Han couldn't help but be filled with anticipation. What would be the form of this new self of destruction?
Ten colors?
Suddenly, another two months passed, and there were only three months left before the ten-year period.
In the sea of consciousness, the cocoon formed by the true self of destruction suddenly shook, and a crack appeared on it. Then, there were more and more cracks, turning into a spider web.
About to be born.
Ling Han perked up and began to observe more carefully.
Snap, the outer cocoon formed by Tao was shattered instantly, and the new true self of destruction appeared.
Hey!
Ling Han was surprised, is this the tenth form?
This true self has no brilliance at all, and is extremely ordinary. It is simply even more ordinary than when I was in my first form.
However, this is indeed the tenth form.
The tenth form has never existed in legends. How can it be so common?
No, this is not ordinary, but a return to nature.
Destroy the true self to communicate with heaven and earth. Suddenly, the energy of heaven and earth rolls in, and the terror is boundless.
Strong, too strong!
If Ling Han's combat power was only slightly stronger than Mi Qingdie before, now he can kill him instantly.
The tenth form of my true self, this is the real breakthrough of the limit!
Ling Han calculated and found that time was running out and it was impossible for him to continue practicing here to the end of the tenth form.
He thought for a while and decided to go to Mi Qingdie to settle the score, and then left the City of Death, exited the Dark Cloud Hell, returned to the ancient stone door of the black cave, and waited for the Saint of Nine Mountains to open the black cave and take him away.
Ling Han regained his "Huang Tian" appearance and went to the Dark Battlefield again.
However, during this period, Ling Han had voluntarily abandoned the battle three times and was deprived of the qualification to fight. It would take three years before he could fight again.
Ling Han didn't care, he just came to tell Mi Qingdie that he appeared again.
It was best to be deprived of qualifications. Ling Han directly canceled his status as a contestant, making it clear that I wanted to leave.
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In Mi Qingdie's house.
"That evil thief has appeared?" Mi Qingdie stood up immediately. She looked at the servant who came to report, with a sneer on her lips, "Quick, let me inform Zuwa'an."
"yes."
After a while, Zuvaan came.
"Did you find that person?" Zuvaan asked.
"That's right." Mi Qingdie nodded, "We have to act quickly. The evil thief has been suspended and is already planning to leave the city."
"Okay, chase him immediately!" Zuwa'an nodded.
"The evil thief is not weak. Are the people you bring safe?" Mi Qingdie asked.
"After that battle, I have asked someone to analyze it. Huang Tian's combat power is less than that of the second-level transformed spirit, and is only slightly stronger than us. Therefore, this time I brought two second-level transformed spirits.
The masters who have become masters all have the combat power of the fourth heaven." Zuwa'an said.
Mi Qingdie nodded: "It's similar to the results I analyzed here. I also brought two masters of the fourth level of spirit transformation, four against one, which is enough to kill the evil thief instantly."
"Are you ready to go?" Zuvaan urged.
"Walk."
The two of them set off, and after arriving outside the mansion, four more people from the spirit transformation realm joined the team, all of whom were in the second form of spirit transformation.
"By the way, the reason why I hate that evil thief so much is because of Emperor Han. Why do you think so?" Mi Qingdie was curious and couldn't help but ask.
Zu Wa'an was stunned for a moment, how could he have the nerve to say that when he saw Ling Han, a bad feeling arose in his whole body, and he couldn't help but want to worship Ling Han. This feeling
It's really too bad.
Therefore, he must kill Ling Han.
"Why do you care so much?" he said impatiently.
"Okay, I won't meddle in other people's business. The focus now is to get rid of that evil thief!" Mi Qingdie said bitterly.
The six men gave chase and headed outside the city.
Ling Han was fishing on purpose. Of course, he couldn't walk so fast, so he just walked along the cold river. This was the last time to appreciate this river, which was not beautiful at all. After killing Mi Qingdie,
He will leave immediately.
Otherwise, are you waiting to be killed by Lord Chiyue?
After a while, a smile appeared on his lips.
"It's finally here."
"Haha, there are more people than expected."
Whoosh, whoosh, figures were flying, three in front and three behind, intercepting Ling Han from the front and back.
Mi Qingdie was in front, and she sneered: "Do you really think you can run away after provoking me?"
Ling Han didn't look at her. Instead, he turned around and looked at Zu Wa'an behind him, and said doubtfully: "Little Wolf Master, I remember that I have no grudges against you. Are you sending me off or chasing me?"
Zuwa'an shook his head: "Does a dying person need to know so much?"
Ling Han laughed loudly: "Is it appropriate to speak to your master like this?"
"Bold!" behind Zuwa'an, the two spiritual masters shouted at the same time.
Ling Han ignored it at all, glared at Zuwaan, and said sternly: "Kneel down yet!"
Boom, the power is rising.
Zuwa'an's heart trembled and he knelt down involuntarily.
Damn, what's going on?
Not only Zu Wa'an was puzzled, but Mi Qingdie and the other five people also found it extremely strange. Are you sure you are here to chase someone?