He entered one dream after another, so real that it was difficult for him to distinguish.
In the dream, he started as a young warrior, continued to grow, reached the peak, and repeated it again and again.
But in such a dream, not everything goes smoothly for him.
Sometimes, he was killed as soon as he stepped into the foundation building, and other times, he became a saint.
Ling Han tried various cultivation methods, some did not work, and some did, which broadened his horizons.
He was walking on his own path, and this kind of real-life dream was so helpful, letting him know how much time he could save by walking along this path instead of taking the wrong path.
I don't know how long it took before Ling Han woke up leisurely.
His cultivation level has not improved at all, and the same is true for his spiritual consciousness, but Ling Han has a feeling that his combat power has become stronger again.
Because he has made some progress on the road he is on.
He climbed up and saw that the old man in gray was no longer in the room, only the wine bottle was still there, as if to prove that Ling Han's experiences before he got drunk were true.
"Who is this old man...?"
Ling Han only felt that the number of strong people in this world was beyond his imagination. Since the birth of Dorga Buddha, top strong people have popped up one after another, such as the Lord of the Yin River, the Lord of the Sea of Blood, and a certain
The star suddenly appeared, and there was obviously a peerless powerhouse among the taboos.
Are they all quasi-emperors?
For these people who have already stepped into the throne, enlightenment seems to be close at hand. How slim is the chance of winning if you compete with them?
The old man in gray clothes he met before was simple and unremarkable, but it was precisely because of this that Ling Han felt how powerful he was.
He is now at the leader level after all, but he can't even detect the opponent's strength. Doesn't it in turn show that the opponent is strong?
"Hey, is this senior also a quasi-emperor?"
Ling Han Bi Ya, he is only at the leader level, how difficult is it for him to face a situation where there are so many quasi-emperors?
This is obviously impossible. There may be a few quasi-emperors who came from ancient times, but the number should be pitifully small.
"No matter what, I have only one way to go, and that is to become stronger as soon as possible."
Ling Han left the thatched hut and planned to continue moving forward, but suddenly he felt an aura approaching.
He stopped and looked behind him.
I saw a slender figure approaching quickly. This was a young man who looked to be only 23 or 24 years old. He was dressed in snow-white robes and was spotless, as if he was a direct immortal.
His appearance is very ordinary, but his eyes are extremely smart and deep, making people addicted to them at one glance and unable to extricate themselves.
It seemed that he did not expect that there would be someone in front of him, so when he saw Ling Han, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he quickly put it away and said, "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
This person is at the leader level, but it is hard to tell how many stars he is. There is a mist surrounding him that even the pupil technique cannot see through.
Ling Han looked at him for a few times before saying, "Ling Han."
"Ling Han?" The young man looked at him and seemed to have a good reason. If it was Ling Han, it wouldn't be unusual for him to walk in front of him. He smiled slightly and said, "I am Xia Po Tian."
Break the sky!
The Potian that rose to prominence on the Star Network in the past? The Potian that stands alongside Wandao and Shiyi?
The other party was most likely the second person to walk out of the palace, which shows that the other party's combat power is strong at the same level, and he is worthy of being a monster on par with Shi Yi and Wan Dao.
"Brother Ling, how about we compare with each other?" Potian took the initiative to ask for a fight.
Ling Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!"
He originally had no intention of fighting, but was anxious to go to the next place and continue to improve his cultivation.
But with his personality, how could he be afraid of fighting if he was challenged?
Okay, let’s take a look at the last person to appear among the three strongest players in Star Network in the past.
A loud roar broke through the sky, and he rushed towards Ling Han.
Boom, both of them did not dodge or avoid, and there was a head-on confrontation.
Teng Teng Teng, Ling Han couldn't help but retreat, while Po Tian's body was also swaying, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding.
This blow...Potian had the upper hand in terms of strength, but was inferior to Ling Han in terms of rules. Therefore, the result was that Ling Han was knocked back, but Wan Dao was slightly injured.
"Are you really a one-star leader?" Potian waved his hand, and the wound healed quickly.
"It's guaranteed to be a fake." Ling Han smiled.
Potian put away his smile and his expression became serious.
The attack just now can be regarded as a tie. Both of them have their own strengths, but he is the four-star leader!
Four stars versus one star, it was just a tie, which he couldn't accept.
If the golden generation like Guan Xinghan knew about this, they would definitely complain, because an Eight-Star Cult Leader like them could only compete with Ling Han.
You have achieved it with four stars, how much better than the golden generation?
"Awesome!" Potian said sincerely, and then he came out again.
boom!
He controlled the rules, struck out with a palm, and the space was torn apart, high-level energy boiled, turning into a terrifying and boundless attack.
Of course Ling Han was not afraid and raised his fist to meet him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Both of them didn't use any tricks, they just acted head-on.
After dozens of moves, Ling Han was sent flying many times, but in fact, Po Tian suffered a greater loss.
Because after every confrontation, the injuries he suffered were real.
It's not that his defense is not high, in fact he is also physically strong, but slightly inferior to Ling Han, so every time he only suffered some minor injuries, which did not seriously damage him, and did not affect his combat power at all, but he was covered in blood.
The scene was very embarrassing.
"Happy!" Potian looked up to the sky and laughed, "Ling Han, use all your skills, otherwise, if you are killed by me in an instant, don't regret it!"
Boom, his hands were suddenly wrapped with a layer of black energy, making people feel palpitated just by looking at it.
Damn it!
Ling Han was stunned, he was so familiar with this, destructive energy.
Through the two examples of him and Ding Shu, it can be proved that only the Lord of the Yuan World can master the energy of destruction.
hiss!
Without saying a word, Ling Han also released the destructive energy, but he controlled it slightly and just wrapped it around his fists.
"Huh?" Potian was also stunned.
The two of them glanced at each other, and both of them felt a little in their hearts, already fully knowing where the other was coming from.
"Come!" Potian shouted, and the evil energy blasted out, turning into a magic sword in Ling Han's sea of consciousness, intending to wreak havoc.
Ling Han snorted, the Dao Fruit Tree trembled slightly, and the divine weapon collapsed into pieces.
When it comes to the strength of spiritual consciousness, which leader can compare with him?
He was very curious. He thought that he and Ding Shu were the only two people in the world who came from the Yuan World, but now he saw a third one.
Shiyi, what about Wandao?
Ling Han was filled with doubts, maybe these two were too.