"We ...... It's the same person!"

Yu Han stood up, his eyes flickering.

Xiao Yuhan stood beside him.

The two of them looked at the vast desolation around them at the same time.

Then, the two figures, one tall and one short, coincided little by little.

"What they said turned out to be true, I am indeed not a disciple of the Yu family in Qizhou, but from ancient times, and I was sealed by the father in that memory for a long time!" Yu Han's eyes gradually cleared.

Because he has been sealed for countless years, his consciousness has awakened, but he is trapped here and cannot leave.

So he chose to self-decompose.

The body broke the seal and came to the ancestral shrine.

The original god retains the state of being sealed, trapped in this heaven and earth.

That child is the one he was when he was a child, and it is also the spirit and memory he left here.

Now that the two are one, everything back then is naturally insightful.

But that's only part of the insight!

As for what happened before he was sealed, he couldn't remember it at all.

And it's no wonder it's so.

At that time, he was only about three years old, and he could not remember many things, plus after such a long time, he forgot a lot, and he could still recall very few at this moment.

The only thing that was clear in his mind was the burly man covered in blood and sealing himself with tears in his eyes.

That was his real father.

And this father, he is no stranger.

In the Ice and Snow Heavenly Xuan Domain of Yanzhou, I have also seen it.

At that time, he sat under a worn-out battle flag, guarded by countless personal soldiers.

His name is Yu Huang.

The emperor is in a famine!

Yu Han sighed softly, judging from the fragments in his memory, his father seemed to have experienced a very difficult bloody battle, and then he had to seal himself as a last resort.

And let people escort themselves into here.

But what happened back then? Can a strong man like him have no choice but to make such a choice?

He clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes flickered.

When he was in the Ice and Snow Heavenly Xuan Domain, he once said to himself that he might meet in the future.

So proves, he's alive.

And it seems that this battle has been going on and on.

He clearly remembered that the armor on his body that day was stained with some residual blood.

The blood was fresh, and it didn't seem to be long.

Yu Han's eyes narrowed slightly: "Father, are you still fighting? Perhaps, are you waiting for me?"

"Don't worry, I'll meet you as soon as possible!"

And then ...... Together!"

As the words fell, he raised his head slightly, and his gaze swept to the desolation around him again.

The crystal coffin that sealed himself had long since disappeared, and had disappeared since his physical body was separated from the primordial spirit.

And this desolate world is the seal of the year.

And after so many years, it has begun to completely merge with the power accumulated by the Yuan Shen, so as to build such a new desolate world.

Now, with the complete fusion of the primordial spirit and the physical body, the power of the primordial god has been reversed, and the eternal power of the entire flood desolation has almost frantically impacted into the body at this moment!

A terrifying light continued to sweep around him, and his body trembled violently from the impact of this force.

It is not only the destruction of the body, but also the destruction of the spirit and the soul!

Call!

In his body, the Eight Desolations that were driven by the Eight Desolations Refining Heart Chapter also flowed wildly at this moment, surrounding the vast desolation entirely.

Compared with this flood wilderness, the originally vast Eight Wilderness is like a child, and it seems to be extremely weak.

Therefore, almost as soon as they began to approach the desolation, they were quickly swallowed up and completely integrated with it.

Yu Han opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

He gritted his teeth, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My Yuan Shen, after so many years of cultivation, has already become so powerful that there is no addition, which is equivalent to increasing the cultivation of these long years!"

"Now that the physical body and the Yuan Shen are completely fused, the Eight Desolations are integrated into the Flood Desolation, although there is no Eight Desolations refining the heart, it has opened a new way to refine the Yuan Shen!"

"It's this desolation!"

As if in response to his words, terrifying textures emerged from the desolation and quickly merged into his body.

More and more light was circulating rapidly, driving the general trend of the surrounding heaven and earth, and began to form a series of visible textures.

That's the pattern.

The Dao pattern condensed by the formation master by refining the primordial spirit!

Now after the desolate world in the body began to take shape, it was quickly derived and fused with the previous Dao pattern in one place!

His original 40,000 or so stripes were increasing at a terrifying rate.

50,000 ...... 60,000 ...... 70,000 ......

And along with the rate of growth, it is also superimposing......

His Yuan Shen, the years he was trapped in this seal, I am afraid that it will far exceed the era of King Qin, and retrospectively, it should be similar to when Gu Immortal was sealed.

Therefore, after these tens of thousands of years of accumulation, it is conceivable how terrifying the degree of condensation of this primordial god has reached under the continuous refining of that seal.

The vast Dao pattern is frantically derived in the body, thus gradually forming a dazzling and colorful brilliance!

In just a moment, his Dao patterns had grown to the level of 100,000.

And, increasing......

The terrifying aura couldn't stop swaying, and Yu Han's primordial spirit was also rapidly condensing and regrouping.

But at this moment, his heart became a little unbelievable in the midst of surprise after surprise.

One hundred thousand Dao Patterns is a critical point for a fourth-level array master.

The number of one yuan, nine is the extreme.

Ninety thousand Dao Patterns is an extreme, representing the highest peak of the fourth-level array master.

But 100,000 stripes are a cycle.

It symbolizes perfection.

There have also been genius array masters in history who have cultivated to 100,000 Dao Patterns, so that the moment they broke through to the Array Sect, they directly condensed ten Dao Seals and stepped into the ranks of the first-level Array Sect.

However, like him, the number of Dao patterns that can exceed 100,000 has never appeared.

So not only him, but also the senior he saw in the Fallen Underground Medicine Garden, he didn't leave an explanation of this situation in the Eight Desolations and Thirteen Formations he left behind.

Everything can only be explored gradually by yourself.

Yu Han took a deep breath, but his eyes became calmer and calmer, and this situation could not be reversed.

Then let it develop, there will be an end to it!

He completely let go of his body and mind, but he was shocked to find that the original trembling and trembling spirit and body were calm again.

......

Just as Yu Han's formation cultivation was increasing at a terrifying speed, the battle outside also began to enter a tragic level.

Because of the geographical direction, the location of Qizhou is relatively remote, so Yan Zixu and the others arrived in Yanzhou first after stabilizing the situation in the state they supported.

Because of this, on the Qizhou side, only Yu Han, a support soldier, arrived.

Fortunately, there was also that unknown terrible black-clothed killer, and under the joint efforts of him and Ding Jin, he had killed a small innate realm powerhouse at the beginning, otherwise if the two sides had fought head-on from the beginning, they would probably have already been defeated and perished.

Even if Yu Han and the others came here, they still couldn't change anything.

It's not like this moment, although it's still hard, but there is still a glimmer of life.

The battle continues.

On the side of Qizhou Wutang, after such a long battle, even if they always maintain a rotating formation, the huge disadvantage in numbers still makes them more and more tired.

They even exhausted all the recovered pills in their bodies, but they were still unable to make ends meet under such intense and huge consumption, and the strength to resist became weaker and weaker.

Ding Jin, who was fighting fiercely with the powerhouses of the small innate realm, was actually in the same situation.

His previous injuries were already not light, but later, although through the pill that Li Qiankun quietly stuffed into him when he was leaving, he quickly recovered about six or seven percent.

But under the repeated attacks from the front, which was so unconsumed, his face became more and more pale!

"Brother Black, I'm afraid it won't work if it goes on like this!" Ding Jin said while gritting his teeth and urging the long knife, while facing the black-clothed killer beside him.

The black-clothed killer didn't turn his head to look at him, but the cold voice came: "Who is your black brother?"

Ding Jin was dumbfounded: "At this time, don't pick and choose, and you don't say what your name is!"

"You didn't ask!" The black-clothed killer's answer was very brief, but Ding Jin couldn't help but roll his eyes again.

"You two, don't do any more indifferent struggles!" said the corner of the little innate realm powerhouse's mouth gradually showed a hint of a smile!

"Look around!" he said hesitantly, "how long can the rest of these people, except for those old guys, hold out on to those people?"

"When the time comes, you won't be able to escape either!"

"Moreover, you two, I'm afraid it's the end of the crossbow now!"

The corners of the little innate realm powerhouse had a bit of playfulness at the corner of his mouth: "So, no matter how you struggle, the result is the same!"

"Fuck you!"

Ding Jin roared directly, the long knife rolled, mixed with sky-high anger, and slashed out again!

The black-clothed killer's eyes also lit up slightly, and then his figure quickly disappeared into the void.

But his voice gradually drifted out!

"I agree with that sentence just now!"

Ding Jin was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the sentence that Shicai scolded himself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This guy is wearing a mask and a black shirt, and all his body and face are tightly covered.

It's just that I didn't expect that when it comes to witty words, there is also a set!

"Looking for death—"

The little innate realm powerhouse glanced back at the light mask behind him, his breath was still stable, and in a short period of time, he was afraid that there would be no abnormal changes.

Thinking of this, his heart was slightly certain, and his brows were slightly stretched, with a bit of hidden essence.

At the same time, the true qi was fiercely poured into his right hand, and he slapped it out with one palm, meeting Ding Jin's sword!