Chapter 4287 (1/2)

True self, Ninth shape!

Ling Han was very satisfied. This trip to dark cloud hell was very satisfactory. If he practiced outside, even with the support of pills, he would not have rushed to such a height without the support of pills for more than 1000 years.

Moreover, even the golden generation can only look up to the ninth shape.

Of course, there may be a golden generation who is very low-key, but it is secret when they break into the ninth form, so as not to be targeted. Attacking emperor's road is not only a competition of talents and opportunities, but also an important IQ.

Now, Ling Han doesn't need to take care of this. He can have a good time.

”Anyway, I've been working hard here for so many years, and it's not too bad for a few more years.” Ling Han continued to refine the source stone, ”rush to the end of the ninth shape.”

This is another year's time.

After consuming a lot of source stones, he rushed to the end of the ninth form.

”Hiss, I didn't expect to consume the source stone like this. Now there is only half left.”

Ling Han sighed and counted the time. He has been here for almost nine years.

”To break through the great realm, it must be carried out in the outside world. With perfect principles, the foundation of Taoism can be built perfectly.” He murmured, ”besides, I feel that I have already touched the ceiling. If I want to impact the tenth shape, it will not be a complete retreat.”

”There is still a year to go. How should I spend it?”

”Back to the city of death?”

Ling Han's heart moved. After Emperor Han entered the city, he was determined to be highly trained and provocative. Should such people be taught a lesson?

Of course, he can't just go in like this, disappear for eight years, and then suddenly appear, and his accomplishments are greatly increased. Isn't this telling the five great masters that he stole the source stone storehouse?

No matter what, he can change his appearance. With the existence of soul derivation, it is difficult for the venerable to find his disguise.

OK, go to the city of death to see what's going on.

Ling Han's mind moved and his appearance changed. He strode out of the forest and went against the river. A few days later, the city of death was in sight.

Back again.

Ling Han smiles and finds the gate of the city.

After he registered his information, he entered the city and then went to the dark sand ground to sign up.

He also specially learned about the situation. Han Di had already become the invincible God of war in the real world, but somehow, he never broke into the spirit realm.

Ling Han speculates that Han Di should be aiming at attacking the eighth form. If he does not achieve this goal, he will not easily break through Hualing.

After all, it's easy for him to break through the spirit, but if he doesn't reach the eighth shape, what qualifications can he have to compete with the golden generation for the throne?

Eight years later, I don't know how many people have come in here. At least half of them have already died. Most of the rest are living a miserable life. Only a few of them are very nourishing and their accomplishments have made great progress.

Wudao is always pyramid shaped. There are only a few who can really surpass others.

Ling Han didn't find out Ding Shu's news. He didn't know where he had gone. Maybe he was still practicing hard. After all, Ding Shu's state was weaker than Ling Han's. Therefore, it must take him longer to reach the end of the ninth form.

For Ding Shu can reach the ninth shape, Ling Han of course is positive attitude, if the yuan world Master can not even do this, it is really ha ha.

As for the five venerable men, although they did not tear their faces to fight, they were constantly rubbing against each other, and their subordinates clashed day and night.