Chapter 4616 (1/2)

Eight star rule!

Can Ling Han run the eight star rule?

Wait, he's a saint?

No, he played the pole of four poles just now, which clearly shows that he is still respected.

What's more, after becoming a saint, the holy fire burns, how can there be a trace of half wisp of breath surging, but in Ling Han's body, there is really no saint level breath.

No one believes that Ling Han is a saint.

However, if not a saint, why can the eight star rule be applied? And not one, but five!

Bang, under a blow, the sage of Qiantian was beaten and the holy blood was sprinkled.

Four star sage, are not Ling Han's opponents now?

Ling Han takes advantage of the victory to pursue, and his fists explode.

Kill, kill, these hypocrites, what are you doing alive?

At present, he can play the eight rules of eight stars, which is far above the sage of Qiantian. Even if the other party holds the sacred instrument, it is like a toy in Ling Han's hand.

This makes Ding Shu and others speechless. You should know that when Ling Han and Yang Yihui were waiting for others, they did not have such fighting power.

Just after a few days, how can the strength of Ling Han appear so explosive?

”Enough!” XuanHuo sage hands and claps at Ling Han.

He is an eight star sage, and his eight star rules are as many as twelve. How terrible is the power of a random attack?

Ling Han did not dare to pick it up, and hurriedly avoided it. Otherwise, he was really looking for death.

Boom!

This shot turned into a river, which abruptly divided the underground space into two parts.

Ling Han is on one side and Qiantian sage is on the other.

The power of a blow is so terrible.

The sage of Qiantian was disgraced. He was a saint of the old generation. He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but he was almost beaten up by a venerable who had not yet become a saint?

People all exclaimed, did Ling Han's counter attack level jump from the golden generation to the older generation of saints?

You know, after the sage of Qiantian, it's the turn of XuanHuo sage and other eight star and nine star saints. This is also the real strong one of the great emperor families.

”You want to smoke too?” Ling Han stares at XuanHuo sage, his eyes are full of killing intention.

At this moment, he didn't want to talk with the emperor.

It's so bad. He just wants to kill.

XuanHuo sage could not help but jump his beard. He was an eight star sage, and how long did he live?

More than 700000 years!

Not to mention the golden generation and other new sages, even the Qiantian saints have to pay homage to him.

Now Ling Han is so despised, naturally let him move to kill.

”Looking for death!” He snorted and reached for Ling Han.

This place is a cage, which is a good opportunity to kill Ling Han.

Is there a chance for the golden generation to become emperor?

”Old man, take your teeth out of your mouth!” Ling Han drinks lightly, tube him!

Come on!

He is desperate to extract the power of faith from the damaged stone statues. After this time, the stone statues will be completely destroyed and can no longer be used. However, with the power of faith, Ling Han's fighting power will reach the level of terror.

Hum, a golden light appeared, shrouded in Ling Han's body, interwoven into a battle armor like, and there are symbols in the golden light flashing, dense.

”Shit!”

”The power of faith!”

”My God, how can there be such a pure and strong power of faith?”

”Saints can never gather such a force of faith!”

They all exclaimed, one by one, as if they had seen a ghost.

”I see!”