The spiritual array that suppressed cultivation in the Soul Burial Mountain made many young Tianjiao's expressions change.

Especially the Holy Son Corpse Evil Cloud, whose face was originally arrogant, became a little cloudy at this time.

He found that even if he had a holy weapon in his body, he couldn't resist that kind of spirit array, and the powerful cultivation at the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm was forcibly suppressed to the Four Heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

At this time, the most gratifying thing is those ordinary Tianjiao.

They originally thought that their hope of securing a Saint Token was very slim, because their cultivation was too far behind the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, or the top masters such as Ding Hao, Shui Qianyan, and Gu Jinglei.

But now, everyone's cultivation has been suppressed to the unified Dragon Realm Four Heavens.

As a result, many people have been careful.

Perhaps, they will also be able to defeat the three top masters who are pressing on their heads and capture the third token.

As for the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, their status is superb, and their cultivation is mysterious, even if they are suppressed in their cultivation, the means are not something that ordinary Tianjiao can compete with.

In other words, the most ugly ones now are Ding Hao, Shui Qianyan and Gu Jinglei.

However, after all, the three of them are the three top masters second only to the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.

After just a moment of surprise, the three of them returned to their former demeanor.

Even though their cultivation was suppressed in the Four Heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm, they had their own arrogance in their combat power, and they were not afraid of those ordinary Heavenly Talents in the same realm at all.

Swish! Swish! Swish......

One by one, figures rushed towards the top of the snow-capped Burial Soul Mountain.

The two people in the front are naturally the Holy Son Corpse Evil Cloud and the Holy Maiden Ye Xinyao.

The corpse evil cloud is tall, the eyebrows are majestic, very heroic, a black robe hunting in the cold wind, the head horns are grand, and the whole body exudes a huge aura, like an incomparable demon god.

Wherever he passed, it was like a dragon that shook the sky, and no one dared to stop this terrible might.

As for the Holy Maiden Ye Xinyao, her graceful posture has an infinite hazy beauty, hidden in a dazzling fairy light, and her speed is not much slower than the corpse evil cloud.

The cold wind is blowing, faintly visible, a hazy shadow like a fairy, standing in that fairy light, every move seems to be dancing, three thousand green silk swaying with the wind.

There was only a hazy shadow, which had already stunned many young Tianjiao, and their footsteps became slow.

The two of them can be regarded as the first ladder.

And the figure of the second ladder is the three top masters of Ding Hao, Shui Qianyan and Gu Jinglei.

After all, the three of them were the disciples and grandsons of the three Soul Emperors of the Corpse Yama Palace, and they had a powerful inheritance on their bodies, like maggots on tarsal bones, closely following behind the Holy Son and Holy Maiden in the first step in front of them.

As for the third tier, it is uneven, and naturally they are all ordinary young Tianjiao.

These ordinary Tianjiao saw the five people in the two stairs in front of them, and at some point, they had already opened a distance of nearly a few hundred meters from them, and they all let out a wry smile.

It seems that even the spirit array in this Soul Burial Mountain has suppressed everyone's cultivation in the same realm.

But whether it was the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, or those three top masters, they were all much stronger than them ordinary Tianjiao.

The secret joy in the hearts of some ordinary Tianjiao before was gone.

In the second tier.

Gu Jinglei's body is calm, his skin is bronzed, as if a layer of molten iron has been poured, and there is a faint purple thunder light flowing, like a human formed by a fierce beast in the Great Wilderness, with terrifying destructive power.

He was the highest on the second tier.

Shui Qianyan and Ding Hao glanced at each other, and they both saw the jealousy in each other's eyes.

Of course, this color of jealousy comes from the ancient thunder at the forefront.

Of the three saint tokens, two have been set by the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, and the third token, the three of them, all want to get.

But now, obviously, Gu Thunder's strength is the strongest, and in the Soul Burial Mountain that suppresses cultivation, this Tianjiao, who has the body of spiritual thunder, has a terrifying body and terrifying combat power.

Ding Hao's eyes were jealous, and he secretly transmitted the sound to Shui Qianyan beside him, and said: "Let's unite, deal with this ancient thunder first, otherwise, the third saint token must be the ancient thunder." ”

Shui Qianyan's bright eyes flashed slightly, and he also said, "Okay, you and I join forces." ”

However, at this time, Shui Qianyan's soul power seemed to sense something, she turned around slightly, and saw a young man in a blood robe, who was standing out from the third gradient and rushing towards their second gradient.

"Is it the disciple grandson of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor, Mu Chen?"

Shui Qianyan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that Mu Chen's District Transformation Dragon Realm Triple Heaven Cultivation would be able to break out of the third gradient, and he was faintly about to rush to their second gradient.

However, Shui Qianyan had never heard of such a person as Mu Chen, and she was only slightly surprised and then didn't pay attention.

In her heart, the biggest enemy is Ding Hao, who is temporarily allied, and Gu Jinglei at the forefront.

The third echelon of Tianjiao, Shui Qianyan didn't care about it at all, not to mention, that Mu Chen was just a small person in the Triple Heaven of the Dragon Transformation Realm, which was not enough.

Perhaps, his speed is so fast, it's just that he has practiced some clever body technique.

If he dared to enter the second gradient, Shui Qianyan could predict that Ding Hao would probably chop this Mu Chen with one sword.

And at this time, the third gradient.

Lin Han saw Shui Qianyan's puzzled eyes when he turned around, but soon Shui Qianyan stopped paying attention to him.

"It seems that this water is a thousand deaths, and it doesn't take me to heart at all."

Lin Han smiled secretly and shook his head.

Now it was only halfway up the mountain on the burial soul, and he was hanging behind the first and second gradients, and he was not in a hurry.

If Lin Han performed the footwork of shrinking the ground into inches, not to mention the three top masters of the second ladder, that is, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the first ladder, I am afraid that they would not be as fast as Lin Han.

Shrinking the ground into inches, it was Lin Han who traced it from the Yingou Gate Valve, an ancient gate valve that has been inherited for thousands of years, and a Tianjiao on the Great Jin True Dragon List.

After the comprehension and supplementation of the Golden Divine Fire, Lin Han gradually deduced this footwork, involving the mystery of space shifting.

Lin Han also heard Xiaobai mutter, shrinking the ground into inches, if it is integrated into the mystery of time, it can even become a time footwork.

Space is king, and time is king.

Anything, once it involves space, is absolutely transcendent, not to mention, it involves time.

If Lin Han can really comprehend the mystery of time, integrate the mystery of time into the footwork of shrinking the ground into inches, and form the time footwork, not to mention what kind of terrifying power it will produce.

This achievement alone will definitely be able to shake the past and the present, leave a name in history, and let future generations of martial arts practitioners pass it on through the ages.

Of course, now Lin Han's shrinkage into inches is only a preliminary part of the mysteries of space.

But this is also enough to make Lin Han's speed and body style dominant among his peers.

It's just that now in the Corpse Palace, Lin Han is playing the identity of the evil sword prince, and he can't use these powerful hole cards of his own.

Therefore, his temporary plan was to hang in front of the third gradient and wait for the three top masters in front of him to compete.

However, at this time, Lin Han sensed that there were several murderous auras behind him, attacking him.

Behind Lin Han, five young men came quickly.

The cultivation of the five people all has the five heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm, but in the Soul Burial Mountain, they are suppressed in the four heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

But even so, the strength of the five people, in the third gradient, is definitely a top-ranked existence.

The five of them joined forces and prepared to deal with the three top masters of the second tier, so that they could have a chance to compete for the third Saint Token.

And Lin Han was just in their way at this time.

Among the five people, a cold man in a brocade robe said loudly: "Boy, hurry up and get aside, there are not a few geniuses who die in the Soul Burial Mountain every year, I hope you don't be uninteresting." ”

Lin Han turned around, glanced at the five people lightly, and found that the attention of the five people was all on the three figures of the second gradient, and they didn't even look at themselves.

"It seems that these five people are going to deal with Ding Hao, Shui Qianyan and Gu Jinglei, or let them eat dogs, and I will take advantage of the fisherman."

With a cold smile in his heart, Lin Han didn't make a sound, but moved his steps slightly, letting the five of them walk by.

"Count you as a kid."

Among the five, the man in brocade said coldly.

Immediately, the five of them rushed towards the second gradient.

Behind, Lin Han looked at the five figures leaving, shook his head with a smile, and continued to climb the mountain unhurriedly.

But Lin Han's actions made many spectators laugh at the bottom of the mountain.

"Sure enough, this young man in the blood robe is a silver spear candle head, and he looks majestic, but he is just a coward."

"Under the command of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor, it seems that all the young Tianjiao are really dead, and none of them are of great use."

"The five Tianjiao are united, and it is reasonable for Mu Chen to make concessions."

……

A series of discussions rang out.

For the most part, it was disdain and ridicule.

Snow Shadow and Night Stalker stand together.

Seeing that Lin Han on the mountain range got out of the way, and it had always been in the third gradient, the night owl couldn't help frowning, and said, "Master Mu Chen's nephew is very sharp and domineering on weekdays, why is he so cowardly today?" ”

Xue You's cold eyes showed a hint of disappointment, and said: "It seems that I have seen the wrong person, this Mu Chen, his temperament has not changed at all, he is still the one who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, in the Corpse Demon Mountain, relying on the favor of his master to be a blessing, but now when he meets other powerful Tianjiao, he has become so cowardly." ”

The night owl's cold eyes stared at Lin Han on the Soul Burial Mountain, and when he saw that he was not slow or slow, hanging behind the person of the third gradient, his brows furrowed even tighter.

He always felt that things were not as simple as he imagined.

In his eyes, Mu Chen was a greedy man who was afraid of death, and Mu Chen also knew that if he couldn't become a saint in the Soul Burial Palace, the demon blood Gu worm in his body would eat him in an instant.

It stands to reason that even if he is afraid of those young talents, he has to fight hard.

But now, it's so cowardly.

"That's not right!"

The night owl's expression suddenly moved, and two pitch-black flames suddenly poured out from his eyes, and he used a magical power called "Demon Flame Claireye", which could make his vision stretch infinitely.

Almost the next moment, the night owl saw Lin Han's face clearly.

At this time, there was no imaginary cowardice or fear on that handsome face, but it was very indifferent, and even the corners of the mouth had a trace of evil arc.

The night owl was stunned for a moment, and then he understood something, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, his eyes showed a hint of a sly smile, and he murmured: "What a gloomy boy in the city, he has an innate sword body, but he doesn't show his edge at all, but shows the enemy weakness, calculates everyone, interesting......"

(End of chapter)