The golden narrow long sword in his hand has a faint layer of temperature on the body, and the fingers are unusually warm to the touch.

The flame lines on it were like living creatures, rippling and swaying on the sword's body.

At a glance, this sword will know that it is definitely not ordinary, of course, a flying sword of the best immortal level will not be considered ordinary at any time.

Chen Han didn't pay too much attention to this sword, and after playing with it for a while, he put the Eastern Emperor Sword that had been transformed into the Great Sun into a storage bag, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, recovering most of the aura that had just dissipated.

But as soon as he sank his consciousness into himself, he saw with his own eyes that there were a few more red and yellow lines on his cyan long sword that was condensed by the law, which was of course far inferior to the flame patterns on the Eastern Emperor Sword, but compared to the original sword body that was only cyan, it was a little more demonic.

Chen Han frowned slightly, he didn't like this change very much.

As if sensing his thoughts, after the green sword melted like water, it condensed again, and once again returned to its previous appearance, without half a point of red yellow lines.

Chen Han nodded with satisfaction, the aura in this military realm is stronger than that of the outside world, but it is also about two or three percent more at most, and it can't achieve the effect of those rumored caves and blessed lands.

The surrounding aura was like a funnel tilting towards Chen Han in the center of the whirlpool, this situation made Chen Han a little unexpected, where could he have imagined that it was just a spiritual trial, and it actually pried the bottleneck of his Infinite Realm.

Although it was said that this bottleneck was extremely weak, and he had reached this realm with the help of the power of the sword without regrets before, but today is different from the past, this is Chen Han's own to this point, and Chen Han, who has not been fluctuating in his mood for a long time because of the problem in the realm, also showed a little joy.

The Donghuang Sword that had just been put into his storage bag was taken out by him again, and the red yellow flames formed a light curtain to cover it, even if he was confident that he would not be harmed, but Chen Han had reached the current situation, and he no longer wanted to rely too much on the strength of others.

After the fiery red cover even blocked Chen Han's sight, he completely let go of his thoughts, and devoted all his body and mind to the Dharma and himself that had begun to transform within his body.

It's just that his soul origin hasn't changed in the slightest, after all, the previous soul power belongs to the fifth level of the Infinite Realm, and this can't be changed even if the sword has no regrets to withdraw his strength, unless he ruthlessly damages Chen Han's soul origin, but in this way, he can't get half a point of good.

The technique he created called Sword Cultivation Technique was running slowly, and all the aura he absorbed warmed the mana green sword in his body.

This sword is like the primordial infant golden pill among mortal monks, and it is the source of mana.

The same is true of the green sword in Chen Han's body, but unlike the two, this sword can only be regarded as a virtual shape at most, and cannot be regarded as a real tangible thing, but because of this, this thing can be taken out to fight, and neither Jin Dan nor Yuan Ying can do this.

Although it is a bit cheap to say that a monk of the Infinite Realm like himself is comparable to a monk who is not even in the Taiyi Realm, but the essence of the truth is the same.

The sword body gradually began to change from the original pale cyan color, and the pale blue sword body gave people a feeling of more and more precipitation.

Finally, half an hour or so passed, and the aura within the scope of this small piece of military realm was completely drained by Chen Han, although it was said that the aura of this military realm was not enough, but fortunately, there were still a lot of elixirs left in Chen Han's storage bag to replenish spiritual energy, and the breakthrough process could be regarded as frightening.

After all, it is not a breakthrough in the great realm.

If ordinary people knew Chen Han's thoughts, they would definitely drown in a mouthful of spit, and ordinary monks wanted to break through the gap between such a realm, not to mention such a realm, that is, the small realms that were divided into small realms in detail in this realm, which were all exciting, where could they be so extravagant.

However, what Chen Han thought was a little wrong, his soul was originally the soul of Jian Wuregret's level existence, which could be said to be the existence of the Daluo Realm Ninefold, but the other party could not completely unravel it, and the previous strength was obvious, Jian Wuregret controlled his strength in the Wuji Realm.

With the lessons of the past, as long as it comes naturally, it is not easy, but it is naturally many times easier than ordinary people.

It's just that the good luck ended here, and after that, Chen Han could only walk one footprint at a time, walking by himself, compared to the difficulty of cultivation and the threat of no regrets from the sword, Chen Han decisively chose the former.

It is true that the sword has indescribable benefits for cultivation, but it is like a time bomb around you, and it may explode at any time, and this bomb is still the kind hidden in your head.

If it is in the throat, it is nothing more than that.

Exhaled a mouthful of cyan spiritual power, Chen Han stood up from the ground, the Eastern Emperor Sword was still horizontal by his side, Chen Han beckoned, and the sword body obediently returned to the storage bag.

Chen Han sorted out his itinerary, picked up the jade slip from before and took a look, and found that the two points of light that originally belonged to Mo Heng and Liuli coincided together, obviously the two met, but although the two were together, they were not moving slowly, but stayed in one position.

Chen Han frowned slightly, didn't think much about it, and walked quickly towards the two of them.

I didn't see many existences like the golden one-legged crane along the way, but the sun in the sky was one less, and it became sixteen, which made people pay more attention.

Come to think of it, even in the military world, it shouldn't be so easy to encounter high-grade magic weapons.

As soon as he thought so, the truth came extremely unexpected.

A team of at least two thousand pure black birds flew from one side of the sky to the other.

The claws of this bird are extremely sharp, one pair of eyes are scarlet, and the rest of the body, whether it is the body or the sharp claws, is extremely black. The huge wings are spread out, and they are ten meters long, and they look very similar to the eagle birds on the earth.

This bird was very fierce, but it didn't have much intention of attacking Chen Han, who was passing by in the distance, but flew straight in one direction.

If the other party doesn't provoke him, Chen Han will naturally not make the first move, after all, this group of guys may be a little worse than the one-legged golden crow, but the threat to Chen Han is definitely much stronger than the one-legged golden crow.

"Tsk, good thing."

The voice of the Nine Nightmares came suddenly.

"Each of these two thousand big birds alone is a top-grade immortal soldier, and when combined, it is a complete set of top-grade immortal weapons, which is really a good thing."

Chen Hanli ignored it, good things are indeed good things, a complete set of superb immortal weapons, very rare, but you have to have the ability to take it.

(End of chapter)