With one punch, Guan Xinghan's sea of consciousness was shattered. What role could the death talisman play under the destructive energy?
One more golden generation dies.
Ling Han withdrew his fist, showing no anger or joy.
Now, his target is no longer a leader like Guan Xinghan, but the only two remaining sages, Di Ziming and Di Zitian.
"If we fight with them now, I am far from my opponent. I can only use energy jade to trap them." Ling Han said to himself. After all, he is only a two-star leader. Even if he has cultivated a trace of the seven-star rules, it will not be the same as having mastered the seven-star rules.
If the golden generation starts a war based on rules, it is seeking death.
"However, within the leader level, I should have no rivals."
Just ask which leader can withstand the bombardment of the seven-star rule? Even if there is only a trace.
Ling Han searched Guan Xinghan's body, but there was nothing valuable. The elixir must have been refined, otherwise how could Guan Xinghan reach the Nine Stars?
He returned to the beach, found the stone he had identified, and stepped on it. Suddenly, the stone stretched out its limbs, turned into a turtle, and swam toward the deep sea.
This time, Shigui never looked back.
Exactly half a month later, the coastline appeared ahead.
Finally crossed the sea.
Seeing that there were no more lightsabers being fired from the sea, Ling Han jumped up and flew towards the land.
This is a vast plain, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Which direction should we take?
Ling Han just glanced at it and smiled.
In the distance, a beam of light is rising into the sky.
He spread out his phoenix wings and flew towards the sky, speeding towards there as fast as flying.
Half an hour later, Ling Han arrived at the place where the light beam came from.
Hey, it's another palace.
"Xuanluo Palace." Ling Han glanced at it and saw a plaque hanging on the palace door with these three words written on it.
"Hey, Brother Ling, I really don't want to see you!" Yang Yihuan, He Luo, and Feng Miaoling walked over.
They have walked on God's road many times without being delayed along the way. They know how to go and their goals are very clear.
But although they arrived early, they were unable to enter the palace because, just like before, the resistance here was extremely high.
Ling Han smiled: "Sorry, I have to take a step first."
He took long strides and walked forward.
Heavy resistance hit him, and as he went deeper, it quickly intensified, causing his pace to slow down quickly. Ling Han shouted loudly, unleashed his full combat power, and blasted forward.
This time, he not only used the destructive energy, but also used a trace of the seven-star rule, but it was caught among many rules, and it would be impossible to detect it if he didn't observe carefully in front of him.
Therefore, Ling Han was not afraid of letting Yang Yi return and discover that he had another trump card.
Using this force, he fought until he was only ten steps away from the palace door before he stopped.
I really can't go any further.
He raised the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower again, moved again, walked the last ten steps, and stood at the entrance of the palace.
To his surprise, there was no golden road map, and the stress was gone.
Ling Han paused and stretched out his hands to push the door open.
With a creak, the palace door opened, and Ling Han immediately walked in without hesitation.
Seeing Ling Han disappear into the palace, Yang Yihuan and the three of them frowned.
"This can't go on like this."
"Well, otherwise, it's impossible for us to get another piece of Emperor Yuan."
"We can only break through the Venerable."
The three of them all nodded. The strength of the leader level could no longer stop Ling Han. Therefore, they had to return to the venerable level. Only then could they force Ling Han to stay and wait for the resistance to disappear. In this case, what would happen to Ling Han?
Is it possible to win against them?
Every time they rebuild, it is a rare experience, but only with their background can they cut off their cultivation and start over again. If it were any other person, their foundation would have been damaged long ago, let alone becoming stronger, they would just come back.
Even the top is difficult.
The three of them all bounced away one after another, trying to find a place to quickly break through to the venerable level.
For them, this is not a difficult matter.
…
Ling Han walked into the palace. The inside was not as dark as it looked from the outside. Every piece of jade was shining like a bright lamp.
I saw a person sitting cross-legged in the depths of the hall, with his back facing him.
"Haha, in the past billions of years, you are the ninth person who has been able to walk in and see me." This person said, and his voice sounded directly in Ling Han's sea of consciousness.
Only nine?
Ling Han's heart moved, thinking that after the resistance disappeared, it would be impossible to see this person again.
"Who were the eight people before?" Ling Han couldn't help but be curious.
"I don't remember." The man shook his head, then stood up, turned around, and faced Ling Han.
This is a middle-aged man, wearing a white robe, with an aloof appearance.
Ling Han thought that these eight people should all be the later emperors, and they were the extremely lucky ones. They got the mother gold or comparable treasures before they became emperors. Otherwise, this place really wouldn't rely on strength and
Talent can come in.
Luck has always been a part of strength. Those who can become strong have good luck at least most of the time.
"If you can take my hundred moves, the Emperor Yuan here will be yours." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Ling Han quickly said: "If I can take two hundred moves or more, will senior give me a little more emperor energy?"
The middle-aged man was stunned. He has never seen such a greedy player. You haven't even passed a hundred moves, but you are already thinking about what will happen after two hundred moves?
"Haha, even if you can defeat me, you won't get much Emperor Yuan." He said calmly.
well!
Ling Han sighed and said: "Senior, please give me a move."
What kind of expression is this? Could it be that you think you can really win?
The middle-aged man shook his head, speechless.
He strode towards Ling Han.
Bang, he took a step forward, and the rules responded, turning into sharp swords that appeared behind him.
One, two, five, ten, twenty!
He is slowly accumulating rules, because twenty rules are not his limit.
Naturally, Ling Han would not rely on others. He also began to accumulate rules, and he also wanted to know where his limits were.
"Go!" The middle-aged man pointed towards Ling Han, and immediately, the swords of rules behind him came out, a total of twenty-three.
This is very amazing, even if it was not condensed in an instant, it is still powerful and boundless.
Ling Han has also accumulated twenty rules, and there is no way to go further. It would exceed his limit. Either the rules will overflow, or he himself will be overwhelmed by the rules.
He roared and controlled the twenty rules to meet him.
The middle-aged man shook his head. Ling Han was so confident that he still dared to attack despite clearly missing three rules.
You know, in a leader-level battle, even a single rule can't make a difference.
However, the fact made him open his mouth in surprise.