The Holy Realm of Creation is the second greatest realm in the Holy Realm.

In the Lingwu Continent, a first-class domain in the endless ocean, it is definitely a top-notch existence.

It can be said that the powerhouse of the Creation Saint Realm is enough to sweep everything on the Lingwu Continent.

In every overlord force, there is a powerhouse of the Creation Saint Realm.

However, generally speaking, among these overlord forces, most of the Creation Saint Realm powerhouses are old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years and lurking in the depths of the sect.

But this corpse Yan Hall Lord has no sea of corpses, and he is in middle age, that is, he has stepped into the most pinnacle of the Lingwu Continent's Creation Saint Realm, which is enough to match those real old monsters.

"This corpse has no sea, when I was young, I am afraid that he was also the peerless Tianjiao on the Lingwu Continent in that era."

Lin Han thought secretly in his heart.

However, he was a little strange, Corpse Wuhai had such a strong talent, why didn't he enter the Shenwu Academy in Shenwu Qianzhuang, or the underworld in the black market, to find a truly powerful power and inheritance.

Lin Han shook his head, "Perhaps, everyone has their own aspirations." ”

You must know that once you enter the Shenwu Academy, or the great power of the spiritual realm center of the earth, such as the underworld, there will definitely be an incomparably terrifying competition.

The people around him are definitely no less than their own peerless pride.

After all, who can enter this kind of force is not a genius who kills in the sea of people.

Some people like to compete, like to pursue more and more powerful power, to explore the pinnacle of martial arts.

But there are also some people, although their talent is extremely terrifying, they don't want to put too much pressure on themselves, they are somewhere, after stepping into the peak level, they just want to get the unparalleled power, which is enough.

Obviously, the sea of corpses belongs to the latter.

Lin Han, on the other hand, belongs to the former.

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Knowing the horror of the corpse Wuhai, the hall master of the Corpse Yan Palace, Lin Han was secretly vigilant and silently operated the seventy-two phaseless transformation secret techniques to the extreme, hoping that when the time came to compete for the Holy Son, otherwise the corpse Wuhai would find out that his identity was fake.

"Before the selection ceremony of the Holy Son, sacrifice to heaven and earth."

Corpse Wuhai sat on the golden throne high above, and a majestic voice came out from that vast divine light.

"Yes, Hall Master!"

An elder with a withered face bowed down.

Then he turned around and nodded to a few prepared disciples under an altar not far away.

"Yes, Elder."

The disciples hugged their fists, and then cloth bags appeared in their hands, which seemed to be made of an extremely rare desolate beast skin.

"Beast Bag?"

Lin Han's expression showed a hint of surprise.

He saw that the disciples poured out the mouth of the cloth bag in their hands violently, and suddenly, a great wilderness beast with a trembling head and body rolled out of the cloth bag.

There are a full three hundred fierce beasts, each of which has the cultivation of a heavy heaven in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

It's a very powerful beast of the Great Wilderness!

Among them, there are blood-red exploding apes, eight-armed beasts covered with silver scales, blazing demon lions roaring in the sky, and fire phoenix demon birds with wings on their backs......

Each of these Great Wilderness Beasts is an incomparably powerful xenomorphic beast.

But now, there were three hundred heads, but they were all cut off by the hands of those few corpse Yan Hall disciples, and all the beast bodies were cut off, and the bright red blood was sprinkled all over the entire altar in an instant.

"Buzz!"

A strange force was born from the altar, and faintly, an illusory pillar of nine-colored light burst out from the inside of the altar, shooting straight into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth.

"Is this the legendary sacrifice?"

The crowd was terrified.

Even the desolate Tianci and Mu Shenyang, who were standing at the front of everyone, looked at the altar with a flash of surprise in their eyes.

The ancient sacrifices have long disappeared in the long river of history.

What has been handed down today is an informal means of sacrifice.

But even so, the vision on the altar at this time was vast and shocking, so that everyone felt a solemn aura, and they all stood up straight without their bodies.

However, in the crowd, Lin Han looked at all this, but there was no solemnity or solemnity.

The dragon talisman in his own hand is the real legendary dragon talisman of the ancient emperor who sacrificed to the heavens in the ancient flood era.

Every time the ancient emperor sacrificed to the sky, he killed 30,000 demons, asked the heavens, and gave him creation.

Great demon, that is a powerful existence comparable to that of an ancient saint.

Thirty thousand demons, imagined as thirty thousand saints, were killed in an instant and sacrificed to the heavens.

It was shocking and terrifying.

Therefore, for the small sacrifice of the Corpse Yan Palace, which was only to kill three hundred fierce beasts of the Dragon Realm, Lin Han's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

However, he knew that if he laughed out loud now, he would definitely be attacked by a crowd, so it was better not to cause public anger.

Lin Han's palm flipped over, and a quaint stone talisman appeared, showing the shape of a dragon, exuding a vast aura of the vicissitudes of time.

It's the Dragon Talisman!

There are two abilities of the dragon talisman, one is that Lin Han takes the initiative to sacrifice to the heavens, and the other is that he can plunder part of the power of any sacrifice.

Although the sacrifice in the selection ceremony of the Holy Son of this corpse hall is very low-level.

But after all, it was a complete sacrifice.

With Lin Han's current cultivation, if he plundered some power, it would still be of great benefit to him.

Secretly activate the power of the dragon talisman in your hand.

For a moment, Lin Han only felt that the dragon talisman in his hand, the ancient altar not far away, and the heavenly universe formed a subtle circular connection between the three parties.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a majestic and powerful qi and blood began to grow and explode in Lin Han's body.

"It's the qi and blood of those three hundred Great Wilderness Beasts, although it's only a part, but it's like an ocean of qi and blood."

Lin Han's heart shook.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and began to operate the Ancient Dragon Emperor Technique, frantically devouring the sacrificial power that rushed into his body from the dragon talisman.

The sacrificial power is a mysterious power given by God.

At this moment, the spiritual power, qi and blood, and bones in Lin Han's body, including the soul, were all undergoing an indescribable transformation and transformation.

For half an hour, Lin Han was in the baptism of the sacrificial power.

Although his cultivation has not broken through, his physical strength has not been improved.

But Lin Han knew that he had gained great benefits.

This kind of benefit can't be clearly shown, but in his future martial arts journey, he definitely has a subtle and amazing potential.

"It seems that when I go to the center of the spiritual realm in the future, I will have to listen to the news of the sacrifice, if any big force or an ancient dynasty is worshipping the sky, I will definitely have to join in the fun."

Lin Han thought secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

This kind of sacrificial power that is equivalent to giving it to oneself for nothing, if you encounter it in the future, you can't miss it.

Finally, in a burst of ancient sacrificial songs, the sacrifice officially ended.

And Lin Han also took back the dragon talisman, and he was a little unsatisfied.

After all, the feeling of being baptized by the sacrificial power just now was very refreshing, and the spiritual platform was empty, as if it was about to become an immortal.

On the altar, the body of the thin old man who presided over the sacrifice moved, and he came to the front of the white jade square.

His old eyes were like iron hooks, full of a sharp color, he looked around for a week, and said: "This selection of the Holy Son is different from previous years, which are all battles between the great heavenly prides, so as to select the most powerful one. ”

"However, due to the approaching Selangor True Dragon Society, after discussion on the upper floor of our main hall, in order to prevent you from being injured in the battle for the Holy Son and thus missing the Selangor True Dragon Society, everyone will enter the 'Corpse Holy Tower' for this Holy Son selection."

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"Corpse Tower?"

When everyone present heard this title, their expressions changed suddenly.

(End of chapter)