"Miss Han, do you understand that you set yourself on fire?" The corners of Ling Hao's mouth curled, and his palm was like a phantom on Han Yeshuang's chest, and after feeling the softness, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think Ling is a good man and a woman?"

"Next time, Ling won't let you go easily. ”

Ling Hao moved very quickly, even Han Laojiao and Hong Xiuyi didn't notice it.

It was only from Han Yeshuang's flushed face that he could see what Ling Hao should have done.

"Brother Ling, come out of the tomb, you can do whatever you want, as long as I am alive. ”

Han Yeshuang was not frightened away by Ling Hao, but groaned softly shyly.

That look, how can it be associated with a big man who controls a big family.

"Wise woman. ”

Ling Hao sighed secretly in her heart, she could see that Han Yeshuang was not the kind of casual person.

Han Yeshuang's meaning when he said this sentence was very simple, if he encountered danger in the tomb, Ling Hao must help, even if he promised himself after he came out.

On the tip of his nose, the faint fragrance of virginity came, and Ling Hao's gaze swept over Han Yeshuang's arrogant body, only to feel that some places were a little congested.

This woman really has the potential to become a goblin.

"Master Ling, you are well-informed, do you have any insights about that tomb?"

Hong Ziyi stood behind Ling Hao and spoke softly.

She had only met Ling Hao a few times, but every time Ling Hao could make her feel very humble.

Hong Ziyi was also a genius of the Hong family in Longhua City, but the aura of a genius compared to Ling Hao immediately became dim.

"How did I forget, Brother Ling, when Chu Yu entered the tomb, he encountered something very strange, there seemed to be a lot of ghosts in the tomb, are there really ghosts in this world?"

Tang Mingzhi's expression was solemn, if it weren't for Hong Ziyi's reminder, he would have forgotten that Ling Hao was a disciple of the Great Sect, and he must have more knowledge than these people.

"Ghosts?"

Ling Hao couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are all martial arts practitioners, are there any ghosts in the world that you haven't counted in your heart?"

"The so-called ghost is nothing more than the soul of a person after death, and it is impossible for a person to leave the body until the lamp goes out, and it is impossible for him to leave the body until he reaches the realm of the soul out of his body. ”

Out-of-body?

Hearing these words, Hong Xiuyi and Han Lao were shocked, they knew that there was still a great realm in the Yuan Shen Realm, and those great powers flew to the sky and could do anything.

Is the out-of-body realm above?

Wouldn't this prove that the kid in front of him must be from the big sect above, or from the famous family.

His gaze secretly swept over the faces of the two old men beside him, and Ling Hao was silent.

It seems that these guys should not be aware of the existence of immortal cultivators.

Out-of-body is the hallmark of a master of the Yuan Shen Realm.

When you reach the Yuan Shen Realm, the soul can leave the body, but the soul is very weak at the beginning of the Yuan Shen Realm and can't leave too far.

If it is the peak of the Yuan Shen Realm, the soul can leave tens or hundreds of kilometers, and even live for a long time under the sun.

On top of the Yuan Shen Realm, it is the Tribulation Realm, the body and soul cross the Tribulation, achieve the unity of the spirit and flesh, and the three flowers gather at the top, and then they can be regarded as land immortals.

It's a pity that Ling Hao is still some distance away from the Yuan Shen Realm now, let alone crossing the Tribulation Realm.

Moreover, Ling Hao still didn't say a word, it's not just out-of-body souls that are ghosts, there are many ways to imprison souls among immortal cultivators.

If Chu Yu is not mistaken, then there should be many forbidden souls in the tomb of the immortal cultivator who have become the guardians of the tomb.

"Could it be an immortal cultivator who is good at soul refining? That's a great evildoer. ”

Ling Hao's expression was calm, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

Soul banning is a taboo for immortal cultivators.

It wasn't until the evening, when the sun set, that the group finally came to the junction of the outer and inner circles of the Panlong Mountain Range.

In the mountains and forests, a winding mountain road is infinitely deep, a clear river flows, and a village with only a few dozen households appears in front of you.

"Senior Hong, Senior Han, that place still has to walk for a day and a night, let's rest here for the time being today, I have already greeted the farmer in advance. ”

Tang Mingzhi saw that the sky was already dark.

"Yes, the depths of the Panlong Mountain Range are full of dangers, when the old man encountered a big black python with scales like knives, he exhaled and jumped on the mountain, and the old man almost fell into it. Hong Xiuyi nodded, and said fearfully: "After decades, if the golden-horned python hadn't died, it should have been stronger." ”

Thirty years ago, Hong Xiuyi was just a martial artist in the Tiangang Realm, and he almost fell in the Panlong Mountain Range, and until now, the original events are still vivid.

The python was able to jump on the mountain with a breath, and he was the only one who survived the group of more than 30 people.

"It takes a thousand years for a python to turn into a Jiao, how strong can it be?"

Ling Hao shook his head and said, "Beast cultivation is even more difficult, just like the tree spirit needs hundreds of years of sun and moon essence qi to open spiritual intelligence, if Senior Hong encounters a golden horned python that is hundreds of years old, he will not be able to escape, let alone a few decades, even if two or three hundred years have passed, that guy may not be able to increase his strength a little." ”

"Oh, Brother Ling, do you know anything about beasts?"

Hearing this, Han Lao's cloudy eyes flashed and said, "I have heard the legend of the python turning into a dragon, but it is all made up in mythology, is there also it in reality?"

"Why not? For ordinary people, we are also different, they can accept martial artists, can't martial artists accept other novel things?"

Ling Hao smiled secretly.

These guys, some of them are too old in their thinking.

As Ling Hao said, many ordinary people don't believe that there are powerful martial artists in this world and the ability to fly away.

And the same is true for martial artists, if they have never seen an immortal cultivator, they naturally will not believe that someone can fly with a sword, go out of the body, and travel to the stars.

Ling Hao's words made the team of more than twenty people instantly silent.

"Brother Ling is right, since there are us warriors in the world, there may be other strange things. ”

"Myths, perhaps, are not just legends. ”

Han Lao picked his eyes and shook, and there was a feeling that the hut was suddenly open.

For many years, they have been resting on their laurels, thinking that myths are legends, but Ling Hao's words made her understand that she might have gone the wrong way.

Hong Xiuyi was the same, her heart was shocked, and she couldn't help but sweep over Ling Hao.

At a young age, he has a wider range of opinions than these old guys, and he can shock them old guys with a casual word.

If myths were once reality, then wouldn't everything they saw and practiced wrong?

"If I told you that Ling had seen a dragon that was thousands of feet long and could fly into the sky, would you believe it?"

After a few random dials, and seeing the two old men thoughtful, Ling Hao spoke again, and his tone was amazing: "Jiaolong breathes fire and thunder, flies into the sky and the earth, and can even call the wind and rain, the disaster party, do you believe these?"

What is called surprising.

Ling Hao asked with two similar words, and the already silent team became silent.