Chapter 4292 (1/2)

Ling Han left the dark sand field, and his mind was constantly enlightened.

This war gave him a great understanding. Moreover, killing people in the hands of the spirit transforming state made him extremely happy, as if opening a door to his heart.

But these days, he has been experiencing life, taste the road, has gradually had the tenth shape of the perception, just missed the door.

Now, after this war, he finally touched the edge.

Ling Han walked into a corner, immediately changed the appearance, and then found an inn to stay.

He's going to try to hit the tenth.

No one knows whether the tenth shape can be reached or not.

Because the ninth shape only exists in the legend, what about the tenth shape? It must be more like a dream.

Ling Han is not impatient and impatient, and keeps a normal heart.

The peaceful life after returning to the city of death, coupled with the joy of the previous World War I, formed a strong contrast between the two, and the fierce collision also formed a certain force, which gave him endless insights.

Ling Han is immersed in his soul. He has changed his appearance now. He is not afraid of being found out. He can break through quietly.

Time continues to pass, half a month later, Ling Han's mouth showed a smile.

He finally reached the threshold of breakthrough.

The tenth shape is feasible.

Come on!

In the recognition of the sea, the destruction of the true self glows with nine colors. Ling Han draws on the power of living beings in hundreds of millions of planes, and directly uses the cards to suppress the repulsive power of the real self.

The Tao of heaven and earth comes in and turns into the nourishment of the true self, strengthening the true self and promoting the transformation of the true self to the tenth form.

It's hard.

Ling Han immediately felt that even if he used the power of plane, his repulsion was still amazing, which made him difficult to move.

Fortunately, he held his ground and made progress little by little.

The true self of destruction grows steadily, and the nine color light is fading down, although the speed is not very fast.

A whole month later, the destruction of the true self completely lost its light and fell into silence. Under the layers of the Tao, a cocoon was formed.

Ling Han can't help but be full of expectation. What form is this new destruction self?

Ten colors?

All of a sudden, two months passed, and there were only three months left before the ten-year period.

In the sea of knowledge, the cocoon that destroys the real self suddenly shakes, and there is a crack on it. Then, more and more cracks turn into spider webs.

It's about to be born.

When Ling Han's spirit rose, he observed and noted it more carefully.

PA, the outer cocoon of Tao is broken instantly, and a new destruction self appears.

Eh!

Ling Han was surprised. Is this the tenth shape?

This real me has no luster. It is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary. It's even more mediocre than the first shape.

However, this is really the tenth shape.

The tenth shape, which has never existed in the legend, would be so common?

It's not a return to nature.

The destruction of self communication between heaven and earth, all of a sudden, heaven and earth energy rolling, terror boundless.

Strong, too strong!

If we say that before Ling Han's combat power is only slightly stronger than Miqing butterfly, now you can kill each other.

My tenth shape, this is really breaking the limit!

Ling Han calculated that there was not much time left for him to practice to the end of the tenth shape.