But the power to completely let go of himself can certainly make his combat power skyrocket, but after the initial outbreak, he will inevitably be eroded by the demonic qi Lingtai Zhihai and completely turn into a monster who only knows how to kill.

He Hanning is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die so confused.

He had to go, and the time interval between each attack of the demonic qi on his body was constantly shortening, perhaps related to the rich demonic qi in the heaven and earth of Zhenhanzhou.

If he hadn't reined in at a critical moment, I'm afraid he would have committed murder a long time ago. Although he has no emotion about killing, it is really unreasonable to take people's lives for no reason.

Han Ning took another deep breath and spit out heavily, as if he wanted to use this method to suppress the churning qi and blood in his body. Perhaps this method was indeed useful, and after two breath flows, the hideous expression on his face gradually calmed down.

It's just that he knows that there is a turbulent undercurrent lurking under this calm, and when he breaks out next time, it will inevitably be even more terrifying.

Han Ning clenched his fingers suddenly, allowing the wound that had just healed to tear again, sensing the intense pain, his eyes lit up with excitement.

Although this pain was unbearable, it reverberated in the sea of consciousness and made his own consciousness very clear, and if it weren't for this, he would not have woken up from that strange sin

Han Ning closed his eyes, carefully sensed the black air flow in his body, which was already surging more and more, and closed his eyes a little tiredly.

He was originally born in the killing center, and he thought that he would fall in the endless killing like countless ancestors, although he was not very old, but killers of his age were not uncommon around him.

And those children who are also killers usually don't end well, but Han Ning feels lucky enough because he meets a nosy person who takes him away from the center of the whirlpool.

Although the days in the Han King's Mansion were uneventful, they made him truly feel the feeling of being human, he was no longer a cold killing tool, but a flesh-and-blood creature.

Although that time was not long, it was the most precious memory in Han Ning's life, but now it seems that he may never be able to return to that time.

Han Ning had a miserable smile on his face, and then disappeared into the darkness. Although he no longer had much hope for the state of his body, he was looking forward to playing his last role in the last few days.

The low, narrow attic soon fell silent, with only the sound of sewage emanating from it, and there was no place of popularity, even the wanderers of the city did not want to stay long.

No one could have imagined that in this dilapidated and dilapidated house, there was a martial artist of the Great Martial Master realm hiding inside, and this young man with the Great Martial Master realm was facing an unimaginable transformation.

Invisibly, Han Ning himself didn't notice that under the cover of his shabby robe, a palm-sized imprint slowly appeared on his thin back.

It was a metallic feather that floated on Han Ning's thin back without warning, never bulging or concave, and even Han Ning himself was unaware.

It was only when the fabric on his back rubbed against it that a little silver-white light was revealed, but unfortunately, no one could see it.

If Ye Han was here, he would be able to recognize that this palm-sized feather was obviously the flying feather that the two of them shot from the bones of the fallen owner of the Hollow Mountain under the cliff when they flew over the Sword Cliff.

At that time, most of the flying feathers that were like sharp swords were shot down by Ye Han, but the last one disappeared into the clouds and mist, and they did not reappear until the two of them crossed the sword cliff.

Ye Han thought that everything was over, but he never thought that this silver-white feather still did not let them go, it didn't even know what means it used, it hid by Han Ning's side, and even the life qi that Ye Han exerted did not eliminate it.

In this narrow alleyway, it is not only this pavilion where Han Ning is hiding, but this dilapidated house is the most dilapidated one. On either side of it, two other low houses stood side by side, covered with white linen.

Through the hidden wooden doors, you can see that dark brown coffins are placed inside the two wooden houses, which are obviously regarded as Yizhuang.

The reason why no one came to this pavilion where Han Ning was hiding was probably because of his two "neighbors". It is precisely because of the rancid smell emitted from these two Yizhuang that makes the stench emitted by the corrosion of the surrounding walls less conspicuous when Hanning is demonized.

It's just that on the top of the Yizhuang on the left, among the white linen cloth hanging, there is a pale color, and under the halo gathering, it actually manifests into a dark white eye out of thin air.

Unlike human pupils, it was a vertical pupil the size of a palm, with no eyeballs in it, and it was completely milky white light, which looked terrifying.

It's just that this eye doesn't exude any breath, and there is no strange luster revealed, and that little bit of dark white light is also under the white linen, which is difficult to detect.

These strange eyes hovered silently above the void like this, its milky white eyes quietly looked at the haunted mansion where Han Ning was hiding, but Han Ning inside didn't notice anything wrong.

The huge city of Kamigo was very quiet at night, except for the watchmen in the streets and the barking of a few small beasts that were not afraid of the cold. I just don't know how many people are planning something under this stability.

The next day, before the morning glow in the east was revealed, there were already many sweaty figures busy on the wide Xuantai on the northwest side of the Shenyu County City.

It was a young and sturdy man, they kept carrying heavy boxes one after another from the carriage behind them, and as they continued to work together to slowly lift the wooden boxes up the stone steps, they could see that the square Xuantai was covered with dense lines.

Between the staggered formations one after another, there was a faint aura of connecting the void, and this was actually a teleportation formation.

With a radius of dozens of meters, it enveloped the entire Xuantai, and even Ye Han had never seen a few of such a huge teleportation formation.

Compared to the teleportation hall of the imperial capital, this large array is really jaw-dropping.