I did not encounter the Nine Mountain Saint here, and other saints were also not found in shadow.
Therefore, it is very likely that there is more than one mass grave here.
They passed the saint's cemetery and continued forward.
After traveling for four days, sure enough, another mass grave appeared in front of us.
What surprised them was that in the center of the mass grave, there was a pile of corpses rising high, like a spire, which could be seen from a long distance.
Hey, who did this?
The four of them looked at each other, all curious.
If they say that the saints sat or lay on them before they died, ten thousand of them don't believe it.
How is this possible? Did you choose such a grave specifically?
But to say that the saint was thrown up after his death...who did it?
After the death of the saint, the holy power permeates the air, and it will not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. As long as someone approaches or touches it, it will move, ensuring that killing the sage will be like turning the palm of his hand.
Therefore, if one wants to move the holy corpse, it can only be done by a saint.
Just ask which saint is so full that he can play with corpses and pile blocks when he has nothing to do?
No matter what, let's go find the elixir first.
The four of them still split up and met again at the same place a month later.
During the month, Ling Han met several more emperors, but this time they were lucky enough to escape quickly and did not give Ling Han a chance to catch them, which made him feel regretful.
In fact, these emperors should be the ones complaining.
The dignified venerable man was actually being chased by a leader. What do you think this is?
Ling Han deliberately came to the towering "Saint Corpse Tower" to see the situation up close, but there were too many saint corpses here, and the superposition of the saint's power formed a terrifying pressure, making it impossible to get close.
He opened his eyes and scanned carefully.
Nothing was found.
He couldn't see the pattern of the stacking of these holy corpses, let alone penetrate the holy corpses to see if there was anything buried inside.
After staying here for several days, Ling Han finally left.
After the deadline was up, Ling Han went out to meet with Brother Monkey and the others.
They all mentioned the Saint's Corpse Tower, but since they couldn't get close to it and couldn't penetrate it with their eyesight, they still had no clue.
Let's go.
They set off and continued moving forward. Two days later, they saw the third saint's cemetery, and in the distance, they saw the towering saint's corpse tower.
Hey, isn’t there just the first cemetery?
This time, they decided to make peace under the Saint's Corpse Tower in a month.
Find the elixir.
Ling Han wandered around for a few days and found nothing, but he didn't take it to heart. How could the seven-star medicine or even the holy medicine be easily obtained?
It's amazing how much you can gain in just a few days.
Um?
He was stunned for a moment and heard the voice speaking, the volume was still very high.
He walked over, but didn't make the slightest sound.
"...The Sijicao has been given to you, why don't you let us go?" someone shouted loudly.
Ling Han had already walked over and took a look.
I saw two parties confronting each other in front of me. There were five people on one side and only one person on the other side, but it was the solitary man who had the upper hand.
Golden Generation, Cheng Feng.
The five people on the opposite side are just Taoists from the Holy Land, and they are naturally impressive outside. However, in front of the Golden Generation, they are not as good as them firstly, and secondly, even if they are of the same level, they cannot be opponents together.
Ling Han's heart moved, is it Sijicao?
To become an immortal is to evolve the Tao fruits in the body into the four poles, and the so-called four poles are the four poles that support the immortal body.
Therefore, the higher the quality of the four poles, the stronger the venerable's combat power will be.
This polar pillar is of course condensed by rules, and they are all seven-star rules, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior ones. Therefore, the polar pillars derived by the Venerable are all similar.
However, there is a fairy medicine in the world that can improve the quality of pole pillars, which is the four pole grass.
No wonder Cheng Feng wants to rob these four people. Sijicao can help him shape higher-quality poles, which will make it much easier to light the holy fire.
Facing the questions from these four people, Cheng Feng just put his hands behind his back, with a proud look on his face, and said calmly: "There is no reason, because I suddenly want to kill you."
If you suddenly become murderous, we must die?
What logic is this?
Those four Taoist disciples are all extremely angry, but no matter how angry they are, can the foundation of the Holy Land be compared with that of the Imperial Clan? Can the Taoist disciples be compared with the Imperial Sons?
"Cheng Feng, the holy power is everywhere here. If you want to take action, we will fight back with all our strength, and you will not be able to escape by then!" A Taoist disciple threatened.
"Do you have such a chance?" Cheng Feng showed a smile, but he was extremely bloodthirsty.
He stretched out his hand and brushed, and the seven-star rule turned into a divine light and slashed towards the five people.
With his Nine-Star Lord's strength, it would be easy to kill five cult leaders.
However, the expected scene of people flying around did not appear.
"Huh?" Cheng Feng was surprised. Someone took action and neutralized his attack.
"Who?" He looked towards where Ling Han was.
Ling Han smiled slightly and walked out.
"Ling Han!" Cheng Feng couldn't help but tighten his expression. This was the enemy he least wanted to face, even more terrifying than Brother Monkey.
After all, Brother Monkey has the qualifications of the golden generation. Although he holds a stick made of holy materials in his hand, he is not without a holy weapon in his hand.
But Ling Han... had too many methods, and the black energy was so terrifying that even the holy power could dissipate it.
"Put down the four-pole grass." Ling Han said calmly, as if giving an order to his servant.
Cheng Feng's face suddenly changed color. This was exactly the tone in which he had just given orders to the five Taoists.
In his opinion, this is natural. He is the emperor's son. What's wrong with telling others to do something?
However, being scolded in the same tone now made him extremely unhappy.
He was unhappy, while the five Taoists were so excited that their scalps were numb and they even wanted to cry.
In front of Cheng Feng, they were like dogs with no dignity. They would plunder whatever they wanted, and the only thing they could do was beg for their lives.
Now, Cheng Feng has endured the same humiliation as them. How relieved is this for them?
Ling Han, well done!
Cheng Feng stared at Ling Han with a serious expression.
He really wanted to slap Ling Han in the face, but when all the great emperors besieged Ling Han before, who could fail to count how powerful this emperor's assassin was?
If he fights against Ling Han, he is more likely to lose.
He frowned and said: "Holy power is everywhere here. If you and I fight, no one will gain anything."
After hearing this, the five Taoists naturally felt more relieved.
This was their response just now, and it was also the helpless voice of the weak.
No matter how awesome you are.
"I asked you to put down the Sijicao, didn't you hear?" Ling Han said, completely ignoring Cheng Feng's threat.
Cheng Feng thought twice before raising his hand and throwing the four-pole grass out.