Song Zhong died, the audience was silent, and no one could believe the scene in front of them.

Before, the immortal cultivators made a move and completely crushed it, making everyone feel that it was true and objective that immortal cultivators were above martial arts.

But now, the people who are also in the camp of the Great Prince, not to mention each other, the dignified immortal cultivators have been bombarded and killed?!

At this moment, there was not even an uproar in the venue.

As if in a dream, everyone looked at the only person standing in the ring and froze.

Everyone felt that they had lost the ability to speak, because they had heard of the power of immortal cultivators, and they had seen it with their own eyes today, and they originally thought that this was a doomed thing.

was ruthlessly broken, not even an accident, but an all-round crush.

The eldest prince, the second prince, and the fifth prince all stood up.

The three deans also had fluctuations in their breaths, obviously although they saw Han Lin's extraordinary, they didn't guess that it would be such a scene.

And Jianmingyue was outside the court, only feeling that she was unsteady on her feet!

She couldn't have imagined that the only hope she once had would be shattered so easily, but immediately, an even greater hope appeared!

But this hope is so bitter......

She obviously didn't believe that the other party could win, but was she far more reliable than the bastard Song Zhong she tried to force herself to believe?

On stage, Han Lin was silent.

He felt that his internal qi had already stepped into the Feather Transformation Realm with half a foot three hundred years after it had exploded just now.

His hard skills, after bursting out with all his strength at a speed that almost no one in the field could see, also stepped into the Feather Transformation Realm with half a foot.

And killing Song Zhong seemed to have disappeared from all the oppression above his head, this refreshing feeling of seeing the sun made Han Lin feel that there was a kind of catharsis that the whole person was about to soar into the sky.

The heart is higher than the sky, and the thought is Lingyun.

This is not domineering, not arrogant, but a kind of purity, which comes from self-confidence in martial arts and oneself.

"What a noble martial intent. "The dean sensed it from afar, and there was a will that was awakening in the ring.

Not afraid of wind and frost, not afraid of oppression, just like a small seedling, no matter the four seasons of heaven and earth, it must thrive.

And the tree in Han Lin's heart has finally taken deep roots and begun to transform.

He knew that he could choose to use his martial intent to transform his internal qi, or he could store his internal qi outside his body, and he could let go of his control over his body and make his body skyrocket.

But Han Lin didn't have a choice.

He allows the meridians in the body to penetrate deeper into the body and become more closely integrated with the body.

His martial intent is plain and nuanced, but also lofty and firm, in the process, carefully cared for, in the depths of the body, more great possibilities.

And Han Lin looked at the corpse of Song Zhong in front of him, and the aura in his brain had already appeared.

When his skill reached the peak of the Martial Saint and reached the current limit, he knew that there was still a blue ocean in his body, waiting for him to explore.

Han Lin closed his eyes and was on the ring.

Thousands of people with the highest status in the Taixuan Dynasty all looked at him.

People finally reacted, people finally wanted to be in an uproar.

But at this time, the entire martial arts courtyard was quiet.

The dean, suddenly got up.

A domineering martial intent swept the audience, silently deterring, and made people shudder.

The second dean, the realm of qi and blood rolled, and slowly stood up, beside him, there seemed to be countless veins of qi and blood extended, even if it was hundreds of meters away, everyone could feel the scorching heat.

The third dean, shrouded in black robes, didn't have to do anything, as long as his mountain-like body stood up, it was already infinitely coercive.

The three deans all burst out of breath, but their control of the breath was extremely exquisite.

The triple aura that swept the audience, but did not interfere with Han Lin.

Everyone knows that this is the dean's action, representing the meaning of protecting the Dharma!

"Shhhh

Quiet.

Only inhale, no noise.

And Han Lin stood in the ring, he closed his eyes and looked inward, and found a door in his body.

This represents a kind of isolation, and the smell coming from the door is impressive...... Immortal!

"Elimination!"

In Han Lin's eyes, there was a flame burning.

It is important to know that there are two major veins in the human body.

Meridians, spiritual veins.

The meridians are the veins of life, controlling the qi, blood and body.

The spiritual vein is the vein of detachment, which communicates with the soul of heaven and earth.

In the Taixuan Dynasty, all mortals will eat the elixir and seal the spiritual veins in their bodies.

In fact, this elixir is made of the erysipelas residue of immortal cultivators, combined with a trace of immortal yuan.

When I was a child, after eating this elixir, the spiritual vein would be blocked by the slag of erysipelas, and after a long time, the spiritual vein would naturally wither.

And the martial artist, in fact, cultivates to enter the martial saint, and after slowly reaching the peak of the martial saint, he can sense the withered spiritual vein.

But the spiritual veins have dried up and shrunk, and they are no longer smooth, and it is a realm where internal qi cannot set foot in it.

What's more, because the elixir is refined by the true immortals of the Xianmen, and the legend even surpasses the strong people of the Dao Knot Golden Pill.

When they were refining, they added a trace of their own immortal yuan and their own will to the massive medicinal residue.

This will, for a martial artist, is greater than the sky!

And at this moment, Han Lin was already looking inward and saw his spiritual vein.

It's like a Rashomon Gate locked by countless chains, and before I get closer, I feel a solemn aura.

Unable to set foot on it, ordinary people will tremble all over their bodies as long as they feel the slightest breath that is so small that it can almost be ignored.

If someone tries to impact the spiritual vein, a trace of breath on it can even destroy a person's will!

"Immortal, true immortal......"

Han Lin whispered in his mouth, he could feel how resolute and inviolable the blockade of the spiritual veins was.

But he knows even more that at this moment, he is ready for everything, and he only needs to take this step.

This is a step that no one else dares to take.

Face the seal of the immortals!

Han Lin's will is condensed, and his internal qi and body continue to resonate at this time.

He was as martial as a palm, and he launched it magnificently, majestic and firm, and it was imprinted on the blocked door!

"Whew!"

A soul-trembling rebuke, the will that remained in the Eliminating Spirit Pill, made Han Lin feel his whole head dizzy!

He seemed to see a hazy figure in his body, emitting white light.

Just a trace of breath almost made his internal qi and martial intent collapse!

"What kind of existence is this!"

Han Lin's heart was shocked beyond measure.

How many people were there in the Taixuan Dynasty?

10,000,000

The raw materials of the elixir are waste, simple to inferior, and the other party has refined a huge amount of them, so it is impossible to refine each one carefully.

Even so, after passing through the hands of that true immortal, the little bit of will left was actually so terrifying?

But since Han Lin chose this step, he would not back down.

He wants to transform into a feather, but the spiritual veins are blocked, and he loses the possibility of detachment.

Since he was going to enter the Feather Transformation Realm, Han Lin decided to enter it in a perfect state!

He wants to regain his spiritual vein, not envy, not an immortal who yearns for cultivating spiritual energy.

It's about taking back a part of yourself and reclaiming your second vein!

It will not be used to pretend to be aura, but to continue to expand one's inner qi ocean and open up a new world of martial arts!

Han Lin's eyes turned red, and the strength on his body increased dramatically, and the aura of more than three hundred years swept through his body, slamming into the sealing gate!

"What a fairy, open my pulse!"

Tao Tao's inner qi, with the firm martial intent of not fearing immortal cultivators, and even killing immortal cultivators, brazenly bombarded!

The effect of removing the elixir, in the face of such a monstrous power, could not deter Han Lin's mind, and was directly penetrated!

Spiritual vein, open!