Lin Han sat on Xiao Bai's broad back.

In his left hand, he held a spirit crystal that shone with colorful brilliance, and in his right hand, he held a soul stone that emitted a cold and faint fluorescence.

Spiritual power and soul power are all constantly growing.

At this time, going to the corpse hall can be described as dangerous step by step, and it can be said that if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

Lin Han did not miss any time to improve his cultivation and strength.

This time he went to the Corpse Yan Palace, Xiao Bai reminded Lin Han that behind the Corpse Yan Palace, there was a giant force in the Eastern Wilderness, called the Huangquan Ghost Sect, which was one of the huge inheritances of the soul master.

In the Hall of the Corpse Yama, there may be a powerful inheritance of exercises that enhance soul power.

Lin Hanwu Dao has the Ancient Dragon Emperor Technique, but with the soul master, Lin Han has not paid much attention to it, and in the Golden Divine Fire, there are no cultivation exercises related to soul power.

Under Xiaobai's ears and eyes, Lin Han understood more and more that in the end, the body and soul are indispensable.

Therefore, realizing the necessity of soul cultivation, Lin Han also began to pay attention to the method of soul cultivation, but in Shenwu Qianzhuang and the black market, Lin Han did not find a suitable soul cultivation method.

Therefore, this time he went to the Corpse Yan Palace, Lin Han secretly decided in his heart that if he had the opportunity to find a powerful set of soul cultivation exercises from the Corpse Yan Palace, he would definitely take it away without hesitation, and it would be the interest paid by his master's Supreme Sword Soul Chi Tiange for being taken away by the Corpse Yan Hall for such a long time.

Time slipped through your fingertips like quicksand.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

On this day, Lin Han stood up violently on Xiaobai's back, and pressed his palm downward.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a large golden-colored hand blasted down from the sky, like a golden mountain suppressed, smashing the ground into a palm print the size of a lake.

Lin Han looked very satisfied.

In half a month, he devoured a full 300,000 spirit crystals, and finally pushed his cultivation from the first heaven of the Four Elephant Realm to the third heaven, and his soul power also increased from the seventh-order primary level to the seventh-order Dacheng, which is not far from the eighth-order soul power.

It can be said that Lin Han's strength is now more than twice as strong as half a month ago.

Moreover, in the past half a month, using the plundered innate sword body, Lin Han's perception of kendo has finally transformed again, from the first level of sword heart to the middle level of sword heart communication.

You must know that after stepping into the realm of the Sword King, it is very difficult for each small level to progress, but if you improve a small level, the power of the sword path artistic conception will skyrocket dozens of times.

If he encounters the original Evil Sword Boy again, even if the Evil Sword Boy has a treasure to protect himself, Lin Han will also have the confidence to kill the Evil Sword Boy with one sword, and will not let him escape without missing it.

"Some Tianjiao with a strong system and martial arts cultivation are really blessed."

Lin Han saw the wonderful use of the innate sword body, and sighed a little, if he didn't devour the evil sword boy and obtain the innate sword body, according to the normal speed, I'm afraid that Lin Han would have to meditate for another half a year before it was possible to comprehend the sword heart to the middle level.

But now, with the assistance of the innate sword body, this process has been directly shortened to half a month.

Speed is not terrifying.

Lin Han thought of Princess Luofu, the head of the six great Jin Dynasty masters, known as the reincarnation of the empress of the Great Jin Dynasty thousands of years ago, and seemed to have a very powerful physique.

Because when facing Princess Luofu, Lin Han could feel the breath of Princess Luofu, full of nobility and mystery that could not be seen and understood.

Lin Han threw away some of the thoughts in his mind, and then looked at the cold sky above, and it was snowing heavily.

Unknowingly, he and Xiaobai have come to a world covered in silver.

Thousands of miles of land, snow-capped, cold and frozen.

Lin Han asked, "Xiaobai, how long will it take to reach the Corpse Yan Palace?" ”

Xiao Bai's slightly tired voice came, and said, "Before nightfall, you should be able to arrive." ”

"Okay."

Lin Han nodded, and then took out some scrolls from the storage spirit ring, which recorded the origin of Mu Chen, the son of the evil sword, and the "Red Jiao Soul Emperor", one of the four soul emperors of the Corpse Yan Palace.

Although these news had been known to Lin Han in Beihai City before.

But as soon as he arrived at the Corpse Yan Palace, Lin Han thought about getting familiar with it a few more times, just in case he showed his horse's feet when he met the Red Jiao Soul Emperor when he saw it.

Xiao Bai said suddenly: "Lin Han, let me remind you, if you step into Xiaocheng without phase change, although you can hide from ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses, if you cultivate to a profound Saint Realm powerhouse, you may be able to see through it." ”

Lin Han's eyes showed a hint of deep groaning, and said: "I know, this time I will go to the Corpse Yan Palace, and when I have time, I will continue to comprehend the mystery of the seventy-two phaseless transformations, and strive to raise it to Dacheng, or even consummation, as soon as possible. ”

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As one of the few hegemonic forces in the land of Selangor, the location of its main altar is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The coast of the North Sea, deep in the polar territory.

Thirty-three vast snow-capped mountains, like thirty-three vigorous ice and snow dragons, are entrenched in the depths of the vast polar regions.

Corpse Demon Mountain, covered by black-brown vegetation, is located in the western region of the thirty-three snow-capped mountains, looking down from a high altitude, it looks like a piece of black dragon scales, inlaid on the body of a thousand miles of dragons.

Around, the general trend of heaven and earth seems to be connected into a formation, gathering the aura within a radius of thousands of miles to the center, becoming a blessed land.

This Corpse Demon Mountain is the cultivation place of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor among the four Soul Emperors of the Corpse Yan Palace.

In the depths of the Corpse Demon Mountain, a dark golden hall stood there, like a giant beast in the wilderness, staring at the entire Corpse Demon Mountain, looking majestic and deep.

At this time, a young man dressed in black walked outside the main hall.

"See Elder Night Stalker."

At the door of the dark golden hall, the two delicate maids standing on both sides of the hall saluted one after another when they saw the young man in black, with respectful expressions.

These two delicate maids are cultivated to have four elephant realms and six heavens.

But he still respectfully saluted the young man in black, which shows that the identity of this young man in black is very noble in the Corpse Demon Mountain.

The young man in black didn't look at the salute of the two delicate maids, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he walked directly into the dark golden hall.

This person is called the Night Stalker, he is an elder of the Dragon Transformation Realm in the Corpse Yan Palace, and he is also the third disciple of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor.

In the main hall, thirty-three purple bright candles emit light and illuminate the entire hall.

A tall middle-aged man sat on a red gold throne directly above the main hall, his eyes majestic, looking at the figure who had entered the main hall.

The night owl's eyes were very sharp, like eagle eyes, with a little gloomy, but at this moment, seeing the majestic middle-aged man above the main hall, a trace of respect appeared in the depths of his pupils, mixed with a little fear, and he hugged his fists and said: "Master, I failed again, the last young man sent by your old man, Tianjiao Changsun Ce, also failed to pass the assessment of the Soul Burial Palace and died in the Soul Burial Mountain." ”

"It's his body."

A storage spirit ring flashed in the night owl's hand, and an ice coffin emitting cold air appeared in the main hall.

In the ice coffin, the body of a young man lay inside, the body was entangled in a black gas, as if it had been cursed, and the flesh was lifeless and began to decompose.

On the red gold throne, the Red Jiao Soul Emperor stood up, his majestic eyes showed a trace of unwillingness, but after all, he sighed and said: "Eldest Sun Ce is the most talented young Tianjiao under this command, but I didn't expect that he couldn't pass the assessment of the Soul Burial Palace and died in the Soul Burial Mountain, it's a pity." ”

The night owl also frowned, and said, "If the eldest grandson Ce can't pass the assessment of the Soul Burial Palace, I'm afraid that the other juniors in the Dragon Transformation Realm are doomed to failure." ”

Hearing this, the Red Jiao Soul Emperor did not make a sound.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, the Red Jiao Soul Emperor spoke up again and said, "The old immortal of the Yan Ghost Soul Emperor controls the Soul Burial Palace, guards the Soul Burial Tomb all the year round, and does not let others interfere in the matter of the Soul Burial Tomb, it is simply unreasonable. ”

"A few days ago, I heard some secret news, it is said that there has always been a shocking secret hidden in the Burial Soul Tomb, the old guy of the Ghost Emperor of Yan, if you don't let us interfere in the Burial Soul Tomb, there must be something boring."

Hearing this, the night owl's gloomy eyes flashed, and he said: "The soul master of the Soul Emperor Realm should have the same longevity as the martial artist of the Holy Realm, and his life span should be extended by three hundred years at most, but the Ghost Soul Emperor of Yan has lived for five hundred years without dying, and the master suspects that this is related to the earth-shattering secret in the Soul Burial Tomb?" ”

"That's right."

The Red Jiao Soul Emperor nodded, and then his eyes showed a hint of vague heat, and said: "The secret in the Soul Burial Tomb has allowed the old guy of the Yan Ghost Emperor to live for more than two hundred years, and this seat is naturally excited, if this seat can live for two hundred more years, it is not impossible to step into the realm of the Soul Venerable above the Soul Emperor." ”

"However, that old guy of the Ghost Emperor Yan is too cunning, and he doesn't know what means he used, so he actually asked the hall master to order that no old powerhouse is allowed to covet the Soul Burial Tomb."

"So I want the juniors under my command to participate in the assessment in the Burial Soul Palace, enter the Burial Soul Palace, and then help this seat secretly explore the secrets hidden in the Burial Soul Tomb."

"But the juniors under the command of this seat are too uncompetitive, and if you invite other young and strong people, this seat will not trust ......."

Looking at the corpse in the ice coffin not far away, the Red Jiao Soul Emperor sighed deeply.

The assessment of the Burial Soul Palace is really too difficult.

The corpse lying in the ice coffin, called Changsun Ce, is the only son of the eldest disciple of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor, and is the most talented one in his age.

The Red Jiao Soul King was very greedy for the secrets in the Soul Burial Tomb, and that was an opportunity for him to step into the Soul Venerable and soar into the sky, and he didn't want to miss it.

But now, the Red Jiao Soul King is very dissatisfied with the performance of his younger children.

Swish!

At this moment, a graceful young woman's figure flashed in from outside the main hall, her face covered with a snow-white veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful bright eyes, it is conceivable that under the snow-white veil, there must be a face that captivates the country and the city.

Her name is Xue You, she is the ninth disciple of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor, and she is also an elder in the Corpse Yan Palace, she came to the main hall, bowed slightly towards the Red Jiao Soul Emperor, and her voice carried a natural coldness, and said: "Master, outside the Corpse Demon Mountain, Mu Chen, the only son of the thirteen junior brothers, rushed over from Beihai City without sleep for half a month, and wanted to ask to see you. ”

(End of chapter)