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Chapter 4712 Sandstorm

Ling Han grasped the avenue of heaven and earth that appeared in this short period of time and began to comprehend.

The great road of heaven and earth lies above the rules.

There are limits to the rules. There are no rules at all here. You can't practice or extract them. Once the rules in your body are used up, your combat power will immediately drop.

But the avenue is different. This is the cornerstone and essence of the world.

No wonder the source of matter can improve cultivation. This skips the rules and goes straight to the core. How can it not be awesome?

Moreover, Ling Han also discovered that while accommodating the rules, his body did not die.

You must know that only when the body dies and becomes assimilated with heaven and earth can more rules be accommodated. This is the path to advancement for a saint.

If you die nine times, this is the limit, and you will become a nine-star saint.

It's just that different saints have different talents. Some people can accommodate one rule at a time, while others can handle two or even three rules, while a pervert like Ling Han can handle five rules!

But no matter what, this must annihilate the body and move towards the assimilation of heaven and earth.

However, Ling Han now clearly accommodates more rules, but his body has not died.

So is he a breakthrough?

Even Ling Han himself didn't know this.

If it continues like this, will he only annihilate his body twice to accommodate all the rules?

So, he, a two-star saint, can directly break through to the emperor level?

Ling Han was a little confused. This was something that had never happened before.

Which saint can come here to practice?

The Nine-Star Saint will also be forced to lie down, and has no choice but to wait until the day when his life span dries up.

Therefore, he should be the only saint practicing here, otherwise, at least a quasi-emperor would be required to enter here.

Ling Han thought about it and felt that his understanding of the Nirvana Realm was wrong, and even everyone else was wrong.

The state of annihilation does not require the body to be annihilated nine times, but nine times is the limit, and it cannot be annihilated anymore, because after nine times, the body is almost completely assimilated with the heaven and earth.

If you do it again, you will become one with heaven and earth.

——No matter how strong the saint is, can he be stronger than heaven and earth?

Therefore, once one is completely assimilated with heaven and earth, it is tantamount to transforming into heaven and returning to heaven.

Therefore, the realm of Nirvana is actually about accommodating as many rules as possible before completely assimilating with heaven and earth.

"If possible, it is the proper way to accommodate all the eight-star rules at once."

Because when you step into the Emperor's realm, you have to become a whole on your own, which is completely opposite to the body being assimilated into heaven and earth.

Therefore, if the number of times the body is destroyed is less when you are a saint, it will be easier to attack the throne.

Ling Han devoted himself to cultivation and enlightenment. After three days, the original material was exhausted, the great avenue disappeared, and his improvement in cultivation stopped.

The number of rules in his body reached thirty-five.

Theoretically, he should have broken through to a three-star saint, because every time he breaks through, he can accommodate five more rules. This is based on previous experience.

Forget it, no matter how many stars you are a saint, how many rules you can apply is the king.

According to his experience, the maximum number of rules should be ninety-nine. Therefore, when the number of rules contained in his body reaches ninety-nine, he can start to attack the quasi-emperor.

Ling Han resumed his journey. After improving his cultivation, he naturally felt a little more relaxed, but it was not obvious. I am afraid that if he did not become an emperor, he would not be able to feel relaxed here anyway.

Suddenly, another two years passed, and Ling Han still gained nothing.

It's normal. The source material is so precious, how can it be found so easily?

Not to mention two years, let alone two hundred years, it’s not surprising that nothing has been gained in two thousand years.

As I walked, the land changed. It was no longer a flat ground, but stone pillars broke out of the ground. Some were a thousand feet high, while others were only a few feet short. They were all grey-white.

Ling Han came closer, stretched out his fingers and pressed it. The pillar was indeed very hard, and the pressing did not cause any damage.

It seems that the structure here is the same, even a piece of soil as big as a grain of rice can be turned into a star.

He walked into the stone forest and started searching.

Seven years have passed, and Ling Han has become accustomed to the endless silence. He has only one thought, which is to find the original matter.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

He sensed a terrible movement.

Could it be?

He climbed up a very high stone pillar and looked into the distance, only to see a sandstorm in a very distant place.

Suddenly, the color on his face changed.

If it were in the outside world, what would a sandstorm be?

But here, each particle is as heavy as a star, and it is so small. What is the concept of being hit on the body?

Isn't this no less than being bombarded by the Nine-Star Saint?

And if tens of thousands of sand grains are thrown up at the same time, who can bear it?

Even the emperor would frown and wouldn't dare to take it lightly, right?

Ling Han had learned about this kind of sandstorm from the information given to him by Dorja Buddha. It was indeed extremely terrifying. Even a quasi-emperor like Dorja Buddha would not dare to be tough. It was one of the most terrifying dangers in the outer area.

It's just that Ling Han has been here for more than a hundred years and has never encountered him before. He is really lucky.

Facing such a sandstorm, running is impossible.

The gravity is too great and the speed is limited. It can't run at the speed of the sandstorm.

Therefore, we can only find shelter immediately to escape this terrifying storm.

Ling Han looked for the thick stone pillar, then leaned against it, waiting for the storm to come.

So fast!

In just a moment, a sandstorm came over, blowing past Ling Han.

Fortunately, he had his back against the stone pillar, which blocked most of the impact for him, but there were always some "grains of sand" blowing over and hitting him.

Damn it!

It was so terrifying that Ling Han's body was full of bared teeth. It was like stars were hitting him, and it was extremely painful.

Fortunately, he has now reached the limit of the holy level in physical skills. Otherwise, this would not be painful, but would be smashed through and exploded.

If there was no protection from the stone pillars, a head-on confrontation... would be fatal.

Ling Han couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't encounter a sandstorm on the previously flat and unprotected wasteland. Otherwise, even if he revived the imperial army, how long could he hold it back?

Hiding in the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower?

Under the concussion and impact, he will still be shattered to pieces.

After a full hour, the sandstorm finally passed. Ling Han looked at his body. All his clothes were reduced to pieces and disappeared along with the sandstorm. Now his naked body was covered with red spots.

This was caused by "grains of sand". It was terrifying, and it was also blocked by a sandstorm.

"I haven't been in danger for more than a hundred years. I'm a little careless. I almost forgot that this is the most terrifying place in the world. Even the emperor can hate it." Ling Han bared his teeth.

The sandstorm passed and Ling Han continued to move forward.

This stone forest was astonishingly large, and Ling Han's luck seemed to have deteriorated. He began to encounter frequent dust storms, which made his search progress extremely slow.

In a flash, more than six hundred years have passed.

Hey, Ling Han's dull expression suddenly changed.

I sensed special fluctuations again!


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