Han Jin's expression was solemn, with a sinister aura, his eyes were cold, his body jumped up, turning into a long rainbow, and regardless of the road defeat that released a substantial aura like a clear light in front of him, he raised his hand is a claw.

"I have reached the great consummation of the catastrophe period, and I will become an immortal with one foot at the door, this magical power I have been enlightened for thousands of years, and it is also the first time to use it."

"It's just illusion, don't try to lie to me."

Han Jin looked crazy.

This kind of supernatural power, he practiced for thousands of years before he deduced it, and even if he calculated it, he had never used it, this time he had been forced into a desperate situation, and he had broken through his own limit before he could use it.

Lu Shi must have used some kind of illusion to create such an illusion, in a vain attempt to deceive his divine sense.

For Han Jin, although the trick of Lu Defeat is similar, it is by no means ruled out that it is a trick to deceive him by illusion, not to mention, Han Jin does not believe that this is just a few breaths of kung fu, and Lu Defeat can copy his magical powers.

Again.

This supernatural power requires a medium.

It can only be used in combination with a medium that amplifies power.

He Han Jin and the innate supreme spirit treasure merged into one, and only then did he break into the realm of the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period.

He didn't believe it!

He didn't believe that there was any medium that could surpass his innate supreme spirit treasure, and Han Jin, who had four thousand years of Taoism, would never believe that a few hundred years of Taoism could have any hole cards.

No matter how big the hole card is, can it be stronger than him?

The expressions of all the disciples of the Wuji Tianyang Sect around them became shocked and complicated, followed by the fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the monstrous arrogance oppressed and condensed, and then collided, and the aura of Lu Cheng and Han Jin colliding made everyone's hearts feel as if they had been hit hard.

A large number of shallow monks spat blood.

Some people began to seep blood from their ears, some people unconsciously had nosebleeds, and even the spiritual roots in their bodies were trembling because of the battle between the two aura.

Countless Dao Divine Senses shrank into a wilted ball, and the instinct of being a monk kept alerting their bodies.

Dangerous!

Dangerous!

Dangerous!

This is an early warning from instinct.

The strength of the two people in front of them was completely beyond their level.

"You want to kill me?" Lu Yu smiled.

Han Jin's speed was very fast, and his speed was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Even before he could take half a breath, Han Jin rushed to the front of Lu Defeat.

But Lu Defeat drew his sword lightly.

The air blocked the claw.

Han Jin's claw was solid.

His expression was already moved.

The opponent's realm was not a hallucination at all, but a real cultivation, however, he didn't believe that there could be a cultivator in this heaven and earth who was beyond the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period, and his mouth let out a roar like a beast.

"Bang bang-"

Han Jin's hands didn't know when he put on the famous spirit treasure of the era of the Tribulation Period.

The innate mid-grade spirit treasure splits the heavenly ghost claw.

The sound of breaking the air kept coming.

Each claw is like breaking through the space, and the laws of heaven and earth contained in each claw are Han Jin's understanding of this heaven and earth, and the attack of each claw is Han Jin's attack with all the strength of his body.

But with the end of the sound of breaking the air.

The sound of ping-pong was also sonorous.

Lu Shi put his left hand on his back, and raised his sword with his right hand, blocking around him like lightning.

A smiling road defeat.

Left-picked, right-handed, up, down.

Every ghost claw of Han Jin couldn't touch Lu Defeat's body, and every attack he made was blocked by Lu Defeat's sword.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and in his eyes, a touch of evil aura appeared again, and the aura fluctuations that lingered around his body accelerated again, bursting out with a rumbling sound, and the power was chilling, and after a short period of breathing, he suddenly launched the next round of attacks.

"Left." Lu Shi said indifferently.

Han Jin's figure appeared on the left, and a claw struck the sword.

"Right." Lu Wei turned his head slightly.

Han Jin's figure appeared on the right, and one claw hit the sword again.

"Behind." Lu Shi didn't bother to look back at all, and the long sword slanted at the ghost claw on the back from a weird angle.

There was a dead silence in the room.

Is this a battle between the monks of the Tribulation Period?

Is this the world-famous Han Lao Mo?

This is obviously a one-sided crush! It's just one party playing tricks on the other!

As soon as I thought of this teased power, he was still the most famous master of the Corpse Chasing Sect.

Their hearts couldn't stop trembling, and their eyes were even more fixed on the extremely dashing white-robed swordsman in the middle of the field, wanting to know what this guy's origin was.

"Alright, I've had enough." Lu Shi picked up Hatcher and said: "I haven't enjoyed such a battle for a long time, I have to repair the server when I go back, and then, if you can catch my trick, I will let you go." ”

Han Jin's figure appeared in front of Lu Defeat.

There was despair in his eyes.

The Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period.

But he can't attack the opponent's body at close range.

It was as if his every move had been foreseen by the other party.

"Is that true?" Han Jin took a deep breath and asked, he really didn't want to continue fighting with the monster in front of him, this was not a level of competition at all.

"Nature." As if moving his muscles and bones, Lu Yu raised his right hand and crossed his waist to warm up.

Although the opponent showed a very dismissive attitude.

But Han Jin still played the spirit of twelve points.

Because it's about his life.

"I said ugly things ahead, your death was purely made by you, when I was in Wanbaolou before, I paid attention to you, and I didn't want to arrest you, but... There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, so you still have to die. ”

"If you don't die, you won't die, and since you have to do it, I'm a person who prefers to help others."

Lu Shi said as he raised his sword.

"I'm going to make a move."

He kindly hinted at it.

Han Jin's hands were always ready to unleash a magical power.

"The Nine Gates of Purgatory." Han Jin drew a cumbersome spell out of thin air, and countless high-grade talismans were spilled out of the storage ring in his hand, and hundreds of talismans covered a huge door in front of him.

I saw Han Jin right in front of him.

He used his magic power to knock out nine giant gates.

One by one, one by one, one by one, the back of each layer of giant gates was covered with a large number of talismans, and Han Jin used all the aura of his body to beat this divine power out, and he spit out a breath of turbidity.

Hundreds of years of inheritance.

He left the Corpse Chasing Sect that year and took with him the talisman that the Corpse Chasing Sect had stored for nearly three hundred years.

And these talismans, combined with the secret method he stole from a demon gate, hit nine extremely defensive giant gates out of thin air, each of which required a blow beyond the Great Perfection of the Transformation Tribulation Period to penetrate.

Even if it's a door.

And then there's the next door.

There are nine such gates in total.

He really couldn't imagine how his opponent would break through.

A sword light broke through the air.

This sword light is beautiful and picturesque, wonderful, and flawless, and even like a flying immortal crossing the sky.

This sword light pierced through the air like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors, and the aura was majestic, but if you looked closely, it was a simple stab, but this stab was like an extremely cumbersome swordsmanship, which was elusive.

Take another look.

These nine gates of purgatory have collapsed.

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