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The pale gray mist rose, and a chicken claw suddenly condensed in the void, colliding fiercely with Ling Wuxie's palm, and the invisible ripples slowly spread!

"Can you defend it?" There was a hint of solemnity in Ling Wuxie's eyes. He naturally didn't know that this chicken claw was condensed by hatred of the sky.

How could Han Bing rest assured that he would hand over his friend to Ling Wuxie? With his understanding of the Joyful Monarch, the Joyful Monarch would definitely tell Ling Wuxian as soon as possible and ask for help, so after Ling Wuxian left the Martial Monument, the hatred of the sky quietly followed!

At this moment, in front of the Monument to the Creation of Chemical Weapons, Han Bing and the other ten people sat cross-legged, all of them using their hearts to sense the ethereal top-level exercises.

When the soul power was sucked into the aperture vortex, Han Bing's spirit was also in a trance, and the stars moved in front of him, and the surrounding scenery immediately changed.

The stone platform and the huge square quietly disappeared, replaced by an endless starry sky, and the soldiers were suspended in this vast starry sky, but they did not panic, but turned their eyes and looked around.

At this time, in this starry sky, countless streamers passed in front of their eyes like meteors, and in those streamers, they could vaguely feel the energy fluctuations of different strengths and weaknesses.

"Are these the exercises in the Martial Monument?" Han Bing stared at those meteor-like existences, faintly, there seemed to be a flickering of images in them, as if they were performing exercises.

Looking at those overwhelming meteors, Han Bing's heart was also full of surprise, the exercises collected in this chemical martial arts monument were so huge.

"How glorious is this Great Wilderness Ancient Plain from the Sacred Realm, how powerful is it?"

Han Bing took a step, slowly walking on the starry sky, looking at the light of the meteors containing the exercises, and after a while, with a grip of his palm, he easily grabbed a meteor in his hand.

This meteor condensed in the palm of Han Bing's palm, and finally the stars dispersed and condensed into an ancient booklet, on which some ancient fonts flashed out.

"Superior six-grade exercises, Tianluo palm!"

The soul power fluctuates, and the slightest information enters Hanbing's mind!

For this superior exercise, Han Bing just glanced at it casually, and then let it go, the six-grade exercise, which was obviously far from satisfying his appetite.

In the following leisurely walk, Hanbing grabbed some meteor rays again, but the highest grade of them was only a seven-grade exercise, which made Dehanbing slightly disappointed.

"If you continue to look for it like this, and it will take ten times as long, I am afraid that you will not be able to get satisfactory exercises. Han Bing frowned at this.

"Boy, don't rub it off, go to the depths of the Martial Monument, it's best to try to communicate with the soul of the Martial Monument, only then can you get really good things!" At this moment, on Han Bing's chest, the crystal coffin pendant emitted a soft white glow, and Ling Xiao Xue'er's voice sounded in his mind.

Han Bing nodded slightly, but he didn't hesitate too much, as soon as his body moved, he quickly swept towards the depths of the starry sky, and meteors passed by him, but this time he was not interested in grabbing them one by one to check.

And when he rushed to the depths of the starry sky, Han Bing also spread the soul power, like a spider's web, spreading out a little bit, wanting to communicate with the soul of this martial monument.

However, this kind of communication, no matter how Han Bing detected, he still couldn't sense the existence of the stele soul, which made him a little helpless, but it was normal to think about it, if the stele soul was so easy to be able to communicate, maybe ordinary people would have already reaped the benefits, where would it be his turn.

"Huh?"

When Han Bing tried to communicate with the soul of the Martial Monument, he suddenly felt that his body seemed to gradually slow down, and an invisible force emanated from the starry sky, showing signs of pushing him out.

"This is a kind of repulsion of the Monument of Crafting Chemical Weapons, and if you want to go deep to obtain advanced exercises, you have to resist these repulsive forces. When Han Bing was surprised by this, Ling Xiao Xue'er's voice sounded in the degree.

Han Bing nodded slightly, and then frowned, this kind of repulsion, although not extremely strong, but it has an irresistible taste, if it goes on like this, it is really not easy to reach the depths of the starry sky.

"Buzz!"

Just when Han Bing frowned at this, suddenly, there was a slight buzzing sound in his palm, and then, a circle of pale green light slowly spread out in his gaze, under this light, that kind of repulsive force actually dissipated completely, that kind of appearance, as if the repulsive force here, extremely afraid of the light.

"This is ......" Han Bing's face was full of astonishment, and then his palm suddenly clenched: "It's the green rune paper robbed at the end of reincarnation!"

"Hey, this Martial Monument is just a quasi-heaven-level spirit treasure even if it reaches the sky, and in front of this kind of rune paper, there is no qualification for arrogance. Ling Xiao Xue'er was also surprised, and then smiled.

The pale green light swirled in front of Han Bing's body, and suddenly, the light automatically swept towards a certain place in front of him.

"Rune Paper has found the location of the stele spirit, follow up!" Seeing this, Ling Xiao Xue'er hurriedly said.

"Hmm. The Han soldiers were also overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the light in front of them, and as the light swept by, the strong repulsive force dissipated rapidly, without causing the slightest obstacle to the Han soldiers in the rear.

This kind of flying lasted for a few minutes, and the starry sky not far in front of it suddenly burst into a brilliant luster, the starry sky squirmed, and a huge ball of light slowly appeared under the gaze of Han Bing.

The area of the light cluster is extremely large, and faintly, you can see that in the light cluster, there seems to be a huge stele shadow, a taste of ancient vicissitudes, emanating from it.

"Is this the soul of the stele that created the Monument of Chemical Weapons? ”

Han Bing looked at the huge ball of light curiously, and from the light cluster, he could feel a kind of agility and the existence of some ideology.

The pale green light swam around the light cluster like a fish, although the volume of the two is completely different, but whenever the pale green light wanders, the huge stele shadow will hurriedly dodge away, and that appearance looks extremely frightened.

"This monument soul consciousness is not strong, it is in the confusion of ignorance, but it is the most suitable for communication, boy, do it. Ling Xiaoxue said.

"Hmm. ”

Han Bing nodded, retracted his gaze, and his body slowly floated up, trying his best to make his state of mind calm, and then his palm lightly touched the light cluster, and a trace of soul power was transmitted into it, and the ancient tablet soul was in primitive communication.

Han Bing's soul power did not carry the slightest negative emotion, gentle and quiet, coupled with the light of the rune paper lingering outside, that kind of communication, but there was no difficulty as imagined, therefore, just a few minutes later, on the soul of the tablet, a ray of light spread, slowly wrapping Han Bing's body in.

When Han Bing's body was wrapped in the spirit of the stele, the scene in front of him changed again, and the starry sky dissipated, and in its place, there was nothingness.

In front of the void, there was a huge pillar of light, and an ancient taste of eternity emanated from these pillars of light.

Han Bing's eyes were shocked to look at the pillars of light standing in the void, around those pillars of light, there were countless brilliance emerging, like people and beasts, like swords and knives, looking extremely strange.

"Top Exercises!"

Looking at those huge pillars of light, Han Bing took a deep breath of cold air, and only the top-level exercises had such a spectacular scene, and compared to here, the meteor exercises that he had seen outside before were simply not worth mentioning, and there was no comparison!

Han Bing's gaze swept over the pillars of light that were all containing strong fluctuations, and he could feel that any exercise here was probably even more fierce than his strongest move!

The heritage of the ancient sect of this holy realm is indeed unimaginably terrifying.

Licking his lips that were a little hot, Han Bing didn't immediately choose the exercise, but moved his steps and walked slowly towards the pillar of light.

Walking among the pillars of light of the exercises, feeling the palpitations and fluctuations emanating from them, Hanbing's palms also became itchy, and he couldn't wait to remove all the exercises here.

The huge pillar of light stood in the void, and the Han soldier walked through it, and as he went deeper and deeper into the center of the pillar of light, he found that the repulsive force that had disappeared had actually emerged again at this moment, and that power was extremely terrifying, as if the stele soul was not willing to let the Han soldier go deeper.

Seeing this, Han Bing's eyes flashed, and he slowly raised his palm, and suddenly, the green rune paper rippled out a circle of pale green light, and the light condensed in front of him, turning into a path of light, tearing apart that terrifying repulsion force!

"Tart!"

With the help of the power of the rune paper, the kind of repulsive force that even the powerhouses of the Immortal Venerable Realm are helpless, but it was easily dissolved by the Han soldiers, and then, he took a step slowly.

And when he took this step, the brilliance in front of him changed, and then Han Bing saw that in the void not far away, a huge black finger stood quietly, a kind of fluctuation that made people's scalps tingle, slowly emanating from the pitch-black giant finger, and even the void space was shaken to send out a circle of ripples.

In the dark void space, the pitch-black giant finger stands quietly, like the finger of the demon god, shaking the heavens and the earth, revealing endless killing and fierceness!

Han Bing's gaze was also at this moment, staring at the black giant finger, the lines of the giant finger were like prisons, imprisoning the sky and the earth, and each line was extremely mysterious and obscure.

The ancient breath rippled, and in a trance, Han Bing felt a breath that tore through the void!

This kind of exercise can be called shocking!

"Shhh

Taking a hard breath of cold air, Han Bing reluctantly suppressed the turbulent waves churning in his heart, and then, his gaze froze in the center of the black giant finger, where there were several ancient characters as black as ink, and in the darkness, flashing with strange light.

"The Great Desolate Splitting Heaven Finger!"

The simple and ancient font, quietly flickering, a wordless domineering, quietly ripples in this nothingness, symbolizing the many glories that this kind of exercise has bringed.

"Unexpectedly, the master of the Great Wilderness Ancient Plains turned out to be him!"

At this moment, a sigh of surprise and sigh came from inside the crystal coffin pendant.