Although he was unwilling, in the end, Shi Tai still couldn't escape from the five spirit inscriptions that Lin Han punched. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

By the time the five spirit inscriptions dissipated, Shi Tai was already pale and miserable, and he could only stagger and stand in the distance.

He was a dignified inscription monk, but now he was really defeated in the hands of an inconspicuous secret pattern monk, and such a result made Shi Tai, who originally had a trace of strength, roll his eyes and fall directly to the ground.

Lin Han's Five Spirit Inscription, even Shi Tai, an inscription monk, couldn't resist it.

Of course, there is also a careless relationship between Shi Tai and Shi Tai.

defeated Shi Tai with one move, and Lin Han's face turned a little pale in an instant. His situation at the moment was even worse than Shi Tai's.

Originally, the five inscriptions in his body had already clashed with each other, and every time they were summoned, Lin Han would be hit hard.

This time, he raised the condensation level of the Qinglong inscription to another level in the Secret Technology Tower, and in this way, the more serious this conflict became.

Therefore, although he defeated Shi Tai with one move just now, that kind of backlash also made Lin Han's own body almost collapse.

"This kind of backlash is too powerful, in the future, if I use these five inscriptions at the same time again, I'm afraid my body will collapse immediately. Lin Han sat cross-legged on the ground, trying his best to calm down the abnormality in his body, and while he also had some understanding in his heart.

Every time he used the Five Spirit Inscription, he would be hit hard, and now he clearly felt that if he used the Five Spirit Inscription again, his body would collapse.

And just when Lin Han defeated Shi Tai and contemplated his breathing, there was already an uproar in the entire God of War Temple.

"What? I'm not mistaken, Lin Han actually condensed five inscriptions. ”

"This guy is too perverted, we want to condense an inscription but can't get it, how can this guy condense five kinds of inscriptions. ”

"I seem to vaguely remember that condensing so many inscriptions is not necessarily good for me, and I have to ask my master again. ”

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These low-level disciples, and even the Holy Sons, only had infinite envy for Lin Han's strength.

But they didn't know that in the deepest hall of the God of War Temple, a group of high-ranking members of the God of War Temple who were watching the battle had already turned pale.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Looking at the figure of Lin Han emerging in the water mirror in front of him, these God of War level masters all sighed.

At this moment, these God of War masters here are not ordinary God of War level masters, but the real elite in the God of War Temple, and they are the mystical monks who have mastered the power of the secret pattern.

Because they also possessed the power of the secret pattern, they could see Lin Han's situation at a glance.

"Unexpectedly, five kinds of inscriptions were condensed at once, this talent is indeed very powerful. It's just a pity that this son doesn't know the restrictions of the Secret Pattern Monk, when the Secret Pattern Monk condenses the inscriptions, every time he condenses one more kind, these inscriptions will conflict with each other, the more inscriptions he condenses, the more serious this conflict will be, if he only condenses two or three inscriptions, it may be possible to calm this conflict and step into the realm of inscriptions. But five kinds of inscriptions were condensed at once, and it was impossible to set foot in the realm of inscriptions, and soon, he would die from these conflicting inscriptions. ”

"This son named Lin Han has ruined his future. ”

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A group of Upanishads, sighing incessantly.

Long Xingkong, the hall master of the God of War Temple, who was also watching the battle, stood up at this moment, staring at Lin Han with his eyes, and only after a long time did he let out a helpless sigh.

The reason why he paid so much attention to Lin Han was because his friend asked the Heavenly Hall Lord and gave Lin Han a great evaluation at the beginning.

But now, Long Xingkong was already a little disappointed in Lin Han.

There was no way, only they, the high-level cultivators, would understand what it meant to condense five kinds of inscriptions in the Secret Pattern Realm.

"It's a pity. In the end, Long Xingkong could only sigh from his mouth.

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In the fighting space, before Lin Han could breathe the violent aura on his body, an old man's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The old man's face was cold, and he scolded Lin Han coldly: "Who taught you to condense so many kinds of inscriptions? Don't you know that if you condense so many inscriptions in the secret pattern realm, you are killing yourself?"

After coldly scolding Lin Han, no matter how Lin Han reacted, the old man waved his arm and directly moved Lin Han to another separate space.

"You wait here and see what the hall master will do with you. With a few words, the old man's figure disappeared.

Such a situation made Lin Han dumbfounded, and at the same time, he also vaguely realized that the five spirit inscriptions he condensed seemed to have a big problem.

But now that he hadn't recovered from his injuries, he couldn't think about it at all, and sat cross-legged as he began to try his best to recover from his injuries.

Time passes day by day.

The competition in the Temple of the God of War has long ended, but Lin Han, who is the first in the competition in the Temple of the Holy Son, has never appeared in front of many Holy Sons again, and even Mo Yi and others have never seen Lin Han again.

The Hall of Punishment is the most powerful hall in the Temple of the God of War.

Because here, not only does he have the responsibility to punish each disciple of the War God Temple, but he also has the power to divide the many resources in the War God Temple.

On this day, in the Punishment Hall, dozens of monks, most of them stood here expressionlessly, waiting quietly.

Most of these monks were punished by the Temple of War for some reason, and now they appear here to accept punishment.

After waiting for most of the day, a monk who had cultivated to the level of an ordinary immortal, with a little impatience on his face, walked out of the punishment hall and shouted, "You guys, hurry up and be punished." ”

All of these monks who were waiting in place had a good cultivation, and all of them had passed this low-level monk.

But in the face of this low-level monk, they didn't dare to refute it in the slightest, because their next fate would depend on this low-level monk.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know where I'm assigned?" A young man with a grim face, barely smiling a smile on his face, quietly stuffed a storage bag into the low-level monk.

The low-level monk sensed the contents of the storage bag slightly, and immediately opened his eyebrows and smiled: "Qing Xuan, because of the practice of magic skills, you have violated the door rules, according to the regulations, you should enter the seventh prison area and be punished for a thousand years, but for the sake of your sincere attitude, I will send you to the entrance disciple assessment office to supervise the entry assessment for a thousand years." ”

This grim-faced young man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his distribution point, although he felt sorry for the contents of the storage bag just now, but he could only barely show a smile, and quickly turned to leave.

A famous monk stepped forward and accepted the assignment of this low-level disciple, although they felt aggrieved, they could only endure it silently, because this low-level disciple represented the Temple of the God of War.

Lin Han stood in the crowd without the slightest expression on his face.

However, when he thought of his previous experience, Lin Han's eyes still showed a little helplessness.

He didn't expect that the Five Spirits Inscription he condensed would cause such a huge turmoil. Previously, he was locked in a secret room, and then, many elders of the God of War Temple met Lin Han one after another, and tried to reconcile the conflict between the five spirit inscriptions on Lin Han's body.

But in the end, all this reconciliation failed.

The hall master of the God of War Hall saw that the conflict between the five spirit inscriptions on Lin Han's body could no longer be reconciled, so he could only reluctantly give up on Lin Han, remove him from the Holy Son Palace, and let him come to the Punishment Hall himself to accept the punishment.

For the hall master of the God of War Temple, Long Xingkong, Lin Han didn't have much hatred, the other party's attitude towards Lin Han was still very good, but it was only because he saw Lin Han cut off his future, so he reluctantly gave up Lin Han.

From the moment he entered this Punishment Palace, Lin Han already knew that many high-level leaders of the War God Temple were probably completely disappointed in him, and when he came to this Punishment Palace, he was actually equivalent to being given by these high-level officials.

Such a result, although Lin Han was a little helpless, he still quickly adjusted his mentality.

At the beginning, he joined the God of War Temple just to rescue everyone in the Great Yan World, but now he has found a way to save everyone, so even if he gives up the identity of the Holy Son of the God of War Temple, the impact on Lin Han is not too great.

"Next, Lin Han. Soon, the low-level monk's mouth shouted Lin Han's name.

"Hey, this Lin Han is still the first place in this Holy Son Hall competition, how could he be thrown here to be punished. An exclamation came out of the mouth of the low-ranking monk.

The monks around them also quickly turned their heads to look.

The Holy Son Hall of the God of War Hall is the first in the competition, this identity is very noble, and the people who were able to obtain this status in the past are now all high-level figures in the God of War Temple, but they don't want to, now Lin Han has just become the first in the competition, and he was thrown here to be punished.

However, after only one glance, these monks didn't bother to look at Lin Han anymore.

Even if it is a highness, as long as he comes here, he has only one identity, and that is a prisoner, so everyone is equal, and there is no need to be too enthusiastic about someone.

The low-level monk was originally waiting for Lin Han to give him a bribe, but after waiting for a long time, Lin Han did not react, he was angry and immediately gritted his teeth, opened the book in his hand, and said coldly: "Lin Han, go to the silverstone vein and serve as a guard, the time is ...... There is no upper limit. ”

"Sure enough. The corners of Lin Han's mouth curled slightly, revealing a wry smile.

In the God of War Temple, the real high-level figures, most of their time is spent on cultivation, and most of the huge resources they need are supplied by these low-level disciples.

For example, the silverstone vein that Lin Han is about to go to is a special vein, and the silverstone produced by the vein is a resource necessary for the monks to refine the magic weapon, which is quite precious. Lin Han was sent to the silverstone vein as a guard, and it didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, but in fact, he was sent there to act as a miner.

As long as you are a successful monk, there will be someone who will be willing to become a miner.

Hearing Lin Han's punishment, everyone around them suddenly gasped.

The reason why they came here willingly to accept the punishment of the God of War Temple was because they knew that there was always a time limit for this punishment, and when the time came, the Temple of War would not punish anything for the mistakes they had made before.

But now, there is no upper limit to the punishment time that Lin Han can accept.

"It's a pity that this Lin Han, as a dignified saint, is punished like this, and I am afraid that he will not have a future in the future. ”

Under the strange gaze of these monks, Lin Han's face was calm, and he took a piece of the talisman from the low-level monk's hand, and then turned around and left.