Jiang Han half-knelt on the ground, and it took a long time to barely stabilize his mind before he looked up at the huge stone tablet in the distance, as well as the scratches on the stone tablet.

His heart was shocked.

"I am in this secret room, the physical body has not been affected by external impacts, it is a spiritual oppression from the inside out, so that my "Dinghai" secret technique has no effect, and the yang god was injured, so it was fed back to the physical body, which is very terrifying, and it is by no means something that ordinary immortals can do. Jiang Han recalled the feeling before, and his heart was still a little trembling, that feeling of being completely unable to resist.

No matter how terrifying the Divine Soul attack is, it must first attack the Divine Soul through the physical body, and this Divine Soul oppression ignores all his Divine Soul defense methods.

That's the scariest thing.

"Two possibilities—"

"The first is a person whose strength is beyond imagination, at least at the level of the purple-clothed immortal god, who shot at me just now"

"The second type, if there is no external force, it is the scratch of this knife stele, which may leave behind the coercion of that great power, which contains some kind of magic that can attack me. ”

Jiang Han thought to himself.

For example, a divine weapon, suspended in the void, even if there is no holy power, immortal power, or holy power infusion, it will release instinctive coercion, making it impossible to get close to the god realm.

And the places where some peerless powerhouses are fighting, even if they are separated by a long time, will still leave a residual coercion, making the latecomers palpitate and even collapse their hearts.

"However, my Divine Soul and Body are comparable to the Heaven and Earth Realm, even in the land of great power, the coercion left over from that random move may make me instinctively afraid, but it will never really cause harm. Jiang Han said secretly.

When a practitioner sees some scenes, he will involuntarily feel palpitations in his heart, which is a trace of fear of the characters in the scene, which is the instinct of the life level, not the fear of the scene itself.

Leaving a scratch, the rest of the power injured a Heaven and Earth Realm level powerhouse after endless years, such a method is simply incredible, even the mighty are afraid it is difficult to do.

"The probability of a super strong person making a move on me is very low, the purple-clothed immortal god can easily kill me, but if you want to oppress my soul unconsciously, can the purple-clothed immortal god do it?" Jiang Han remained skeptical in his heart.

A person at the level of a powerful person can definitely do it, but how can such a great being care about his small world realm? Even if there is really any big conspiracy, he will not play such a small trick, it is too low-level.

"The biggest possibility is that it is still this type of scratch, which can also be said to be a knife mark. Jiang Han made a judgment in his heart: "It has something to do with it?"

The sudden divine soul oppression just now was too amazing.

"This scratch does not contain any energy, it is not difficult for me to hallucinate, but it can traumatize my soul, such means?" Jiang Han looked at the huge stone wall in the distance, but his heart moved.

Is it really just a random scratch, even if it is the supreme emperor, can he have such power? Jiang Han felt that it was impossible, after all, he had seen the statue of the Heavenly Emperor, it was also carved by another emperor, although it was also extremely mysterious, but it was not so prestigious.

What does this mean?

It represents that the scratch left back then is not only a terrifying existence, but this type of knife mark is not simple, I am afraid that it contains some kind of secret left by him.

"Is it a supernatural inheritance? or something else?"

Jiang Han had a hint of excitement in his heart.

This stone tablet may be a heritage in itself, or it may contain some amazing secrets, no matter which one it is, it is an unimaginable opportunity for a holy realm like him.

A powerful supernatural power?

Jiang Han has relied on so far from the two peerless powers of the Purple Blood Master and the Divine Yuan Master, if it weren't for their legacy, he might have gradually risen, but it is more likely that he died in the middle, at least not in just two or three hundred years to reach such a height.

"Don't be excited, this stele has been obtained by the Moisan immortals for an unknown number of years, as an immortal, even if he is not a core member of some big forces, his vision will not be too low, but he still has not been able to understand the mystery of this stele. ”

Jiang Han calmed his mind.

Moreover, he made this stone tablet public, and attracted a large number of immortals and holy realms to come to observe, so that they could engrave their feelings on the painting wall, perhaps hoping to get inspiration from others. Jiang Han felt that he had figured out his thoughts.

He is the core member of the Terran Alliance, and his knowledge is probably much higher than that of many black-clothed and gold-clothed immortals, after all, how many people can have such an experience as him?

Perhaps, the Moissanite only felt that this stone tablet was very mysterious, but he couldn't understand it. Jiang Han took a deep breath: "Do your best to comprehend and see if you can understand the mystery." ”

What the Moissanians think, he can't care.

What he has to do is to go to enlightenment.

Suddenly.

"Huh?" Jiang Han glared.

"Wow!"

The invisible fluctuations swept in, instantly causing Jiang Han's complexion to change, and the invisible oppression directly impacted the Yang God.

"Damn!" Jiang Han gritted his teeth.

"Poof!"

There was no suspense, Jiang Han only felt his heart tremble, and the tearing feeling of the cone enveloped his heart, and then the surface of his body was stimulated by this tearing sensation and exploded, and the whole person became bloody again.

"Boom!"

The surging divine power quickly covered all of his injuries and began to repair his injuries.

"This shock..."

Jiang Han raised his head suddenly, his eyes were cold and terrifying.

Without any expectation, he didn't melt his mind into the scratch, and he was still hit by the spirit, which is to say...

"Every once in a while, it will automatically perform a divine soul blast, ownerless and orderly. Jiang Han looked at the white walls around him, which was obviously a cage.

"As long as you stay in this secret room, you will be shocked every once in a while, no wonder Yun Heng said just now that I won't stay long. Jiang Han couldn't help but shake his head.

One or two impacts are nothing to him, but according to the frequency just now, I am afraid that there will be hundreds of impacts a day, and this kind of continuous divine soul damage can cause a person to be hit hard by the Yang God of the World Realm in just one day.

After a long time, the immortals can't bear it, and it is impossible to face this stone tablet all the time.

"Although my divine soul is comparable to the realm of heaven and earth, it is still not enough to see, and I can't stay in this secret room for much time, so hurry up and comprehend. ”

Jiang Han stood not far from the stone monument and landed on the scratch.

The world in front of him began to change again, and because of the preparation, this time he 'saw' very clearly.

It was a vast and silent void, in the center of the void, there was an endless gray air flow tumbling, converging to form a huge mass, although separated by time and space, Jiang Han felt that the gray air flow was larger than a large world, just like the legendary "chaos".

"It's on!" Jiang Han muttered to himself.

Suddenly a ray of light appeared in the void, not white, but blood, followed by thousands of rays.

appeared, and in an instant, the thousands of blood-colored rays of light seeped into the 'chaos', very faint, just like the hazy glow before the sun rose, thin and inconspicuous.

"Killing Light!"

Jiang Han instantly realized that the blood-colored glow was a manifestation of the deepest study of the rules of killing, and the principle of killing to evolve heaven and earth could be turned into everything.

Light is just one of its evolutions.

"Boom!"

Perhaps in an instant, from the faint blood-colored glow, it suddenly brightened up ten million times, converging into a blood light across the void, and the entire 'chaos' was cut through the middle by this blood light, and the endless gray air flow began to roll.

The concept of space began to emerge.

The gray airflow on the left quickly evolves into a colorful, brilliant and colorful shape, faintly with the rudiments of the rules of heaven and earth, giving people infinite vitality, and the gray airflow on the right is constantly tumbling and condensing, and finally becomes an almost black ball that is so rich that it carries an endless breath of death...

The two sides of the blood light have evolved in two completely different directions.

And the blood light that ran through the center did not show the slightest sign of disappearing, but became clearer, and there were even countless blood-colored secret lines flowing in that huge blood light.

"This is—" Jiang Han's eyes widened.

"Wow!"

Everything in front of Jiang Han's eyes disappeared, and the appearance of the secret room was restored again, and the stone tablet seemed to have no change.

The change was too fast, from the first trace of 'blood-colored glow' he saw to the evolution of the 'chaotic airflow' on both sides, and then to the complete end, there was not even a breath before and after, if it was an ordinary innate cultivator watching, I am afraid that all the scenes would pass by in a flash, and he would not be able to remember anything at all.

"That blood light, that sword light!"

Jiang Han stayed in place, muttering to himself, his eyes burst with golden light, although he had only experienced a moment just now, he would not be mistaken by the countless secret patterns in the blood light.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the majestic figure he once had, the invincible faith, the ethereal breath, the supreme sword intent, the master of the purple blood in his body, and the scene of the sun, moon and stars slashing with one sword.... The killing aura contained in the sword intent of that towering figure gradually coincided with the sword light he had just seen.

Picture perfect.

In the past, when I accepted "Immortal Blade", I saw the knife intent released by the purple-blooded master, and the true intent left by this type of scratch, the same source and one!

"This is what 'he' left behind, the stone tablet he left behind after he cast 'Immortal Blade'!"

Jiang Han's heart was surging, and he even wanted to roar excitedly, and there was longing in his eyes: "This type of knife mark represents the trace of the Dao Fruit of the Immortal Blade, this is what I desire the most, this is my real goal!"

Jiang Han's body has been completely fused with purple blood for more than two hundred years, and he has also cultivated the Immortal Blade for more than two hundred years, and that sense of familiarity that comes from the same source cannot be erased no matter what.

It's as if the younger generations have seen the bloodline ancestor!

If it weren't for that, Jiang Han wouldn't have been able to see the secret pattern in the blood light in that instant.

"Haha, how can the Moisan Immortals understand, how can they understand!" Jiang Han showed a hint of a smile: "This style of knife marks probably contains some mysteries in the eighth and ninth forms of the Immortal Blade. ”

"Without the foundation of "Immortal Blade" as a foreshadowing, and without the personal inheritance of the purple-blooded master, how could you learn this magical power, and how could you learn it with great power, what a joke. ”

Jiang Han wanted to laugh excitedly.

The Moissanite knew that this stele was a treasure, and he even took a certain risk to make this stele public, inviting other strong people to observe and comprehend, hoping to be inspired, but this is doomed to be in vain, let your genius be peerless, and at most comprehend the skin, and cannot understand the true meaning of the trace of the fruit.

There is no treasure mountain and it cannot be used.

"But this stone tablet, to me, is a supreme treasure!" Jiang Han's heart gave birth to endless longing: "With it as a guide, I know how to go with Immortal Blade." ”

"I have to get it!"