Han Lin changed into black clothes, and from the storage ring, he took out a treasure long knife that Qingshuang had refined for the martial artist before.

At this moment, he used the fire of his soul to ignite the godhead in his body.

This is the initial godhead formed by using the "Treasure of Three Lives" to refine the desire to kill and gather the soul of the killing desire.

The method is right, but in fact, it is not even one percent of the lower gods, so the weak are pitiful.

In the field, Qiao Feng stood on the edge of the cliff, his soul fluctuating like a scorching boundless, as spectacular as the legendary eight-hundred-mile flame mountain ignited by the true fire of Samadhi.

In comparison, Han Lin is not even a candle in the wind, just like a spark splashed when drilling wood to make a fire.

This scene shocked the people on both sides of the cliff!

"This guy is so weak!"

"What is he rushing for? Not much stronger than ordinary believers, tired of being crooked?"

"Damn, Qiao Gang Master, you saved him in vain!"

Many of the mythical masters who came with them in the Juyi Hall all looked like they hated iron but could not become steel.

Qiao Feng didn't say anything, just told everyone to follow the original plan and be able to go.

Everyone frowned slightly, and sighed that the Qiao Gang Master was too good, but since the Qiao Gang Master was not messing up, it was not a big problem.

After all, Qiao Feng is the one who presses the formation, as long as he doesn't go up, the other side will also wait and see, then the scale of the battle can be controlled.

The people of the mythical rivers and lakes also know that the other party is deliberately trying to consume the souls collected by believers, so it is safe to cooperate.

Anyway, at present, it is enough for them to protect themselves, and it is unrealistic to want to counterattack.

It's just that these people secretly glanced at it before rushing into the battlefield.

By the way, I looked at Han Lin's situation, is this kid dead?

What they didn't expect was that Han Lin had already fought a bloody way with his sword in his hand!

Look behind him, there are actually hundreds of Dongying believers, all of whom have been chopped up!

"Shhh

I was shocked to realize that this kid turned out to be a ruthless person!

And at this time, Han Lin's eyes did not fluctuate.

He didn't use the previous means to expose his identity, but just urged the potential of his eldest brother to go through a thousand tribulations, and then kill quietly little by little.

He felt it, each slash cutting through the air, cutting through the black robes of the believers, and then cutting through their skin.

Then it went deeper a little bit, hindered by the flesh and blood, and became a little heavy and slippery, but the cold blade could still firmly cut into the enemy's body.

Immediately afterwards, the blood vessels shattered, and they would encounter the obstruction of the bones, causing a pause, but under his strength, they could still continue.

Eventually, the bones are cut off and the body is shredded.

Life is cut off.

In Han Lin's mind, he felt the process of killing, and felt his calm desire to kill.

Kill for what?

Kill to get stronger.

Or rather, it's killing for the sake of killing.

He has nothing to do with these believers, but the other party believes in their gods, so he appears here.

And Han Lin appeared here because he wanted to kill someone.

This kind of killing made Han Lin's body and soul adapt a little bit.

Before, he was going crazy when he was killed, but now, he is beginning to adapt, adjust the state of his body and soul.

This step, which is very necessary, is Qiao Feng's plan to help Han Lin formulate from an experienced perspective.

Although Qiao Feng himself is not a cultivator, he has a deep understanding of the three paths of this person, immortals and Buddhas.

And Han Lin's hand was up and down, and his movements became smoother and smoother because of the thousands of tribulations of battle.

These believers without godhead, even if they are numerous, even if they are fanatical, in front of Han Lin, they are just weak meat stakes.

Han Lin calmly slashed, a hundred, two hundred, three hundred, or even thousands.

Even he didn't believe it, he didn't even believe it.

He originally thought that if he killed these believers, he would be soft-hearted, and he would hesitate.

But now I find that I am much cold-blooded than I imagined.

"I'm here to be strong. Han Lin muttered, he originally wanted to comfort himself like this.

However, he now found that he did not need to say these words.

When he comes, he kills.

The reason is not important, and it is not needed.

As the blood continued to splash, as the blood continued to soak his robes, the others had to notice this, the one they had thought was weak.

Because Han Lin killed too much.

The hundreds of people who came out of the Juyi Hall together were enough to be on a par with the lower gods.

The sum of the killings they killed was actually not much more than Han Lin alone!

'It's a ruthless man!' thought to everyone, stunned again.

They didn't expect that the kid they despised before would be so ruthless!

Won't you be soft-hearted?

No.

Han Lin kept realizing that he regarded this as a kind of learning.

Anyway, these believers were either killed by him or by others.

His heart had sunk into darkness, and he didn't care about blood on his hands.

"If you get bloody, you can become stronger, if you get blood, you don't have to be waste, and I'm willing to be an emotionless executioner for the rest of my life. ”

Han Lin whispered, his combat power gained from the others in the Juyi Hall, and they looked at it differently.

"Okay, this little brother is good!"

"Kill all these guys who are sent to death, and let them know that following those cold-blooded gods, there is only one way to die!"

"The shit Protoss, they're all messy dog mongrels!"

A group of mythical people feel a lot more relaxed in their hearts.

They have seven emotions and six desires, and many people are originally disgusted with killing people and killing these believers.

Unexpectedly, a kid who he looked down on before was not weaker than them when he made a move, and even harvested it more decisively than them.

Everyone felt that the burden on their shoulders had become lighter, and they did not have the previous disdain for Han Lin.

And at this time, those Dongying Protoss were also slightly commotion.

"Where's the face?" muttered a lower god, standing beside the leech.

Leech is in a bad mood, because he lost a pretty good pseudo-godhead, not to mention, and the projection of Amaterasu that hurt him ran for nothing.

Although Amaterasu didn't punish her much, it still made her unhappy Qiao Feng, and the unhappy mythical Jianghu suddenly intervened and rescued Han Lin.

Hearing his subordinates' words, the leech looked over and frowned.

She was sure that she had never seen this face.

But suddenly I feel a little familiar?

Carefully sensing the opponent's strength, the soul power is extremely weak, but its own strength is not small.

This is completely different from the people in the mythological world, who all major in soul power.

Suddenly, the leech's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little tired.

But she was only suspicious, not sure.

So she didn't rush to make a move.

Because it's just a regular sacrifice to the believer.

The other party has Qiao Feng to suppress the formation, and he just made a mistake this time, and the leech thought about it, and felt that he didn't want merit, but he wanted nothing wrong.

And the war in the valley, or rather the massacre, lasted a whole day.

Tens of thousands of believers died, but on the other hand, on the other hand, only some people were slightly injured.

Most of them, including Han Lin, were unscathed.

Even Han Lin was fierce at this moment, and his blood was soaring.

"Alright, let's go back. The leech is also very satisfied, and is not in a hurry to kill the people of the mythical rivers and lakes.

Those people, whose souls are strong and hard-boned, are full of emotions and six desires, and in her eyes they are all fat and can be raised slowly.

At the same time, Qiao Feng also withdrew his troops.

This time, it went smoothly without any surprises.

They "repelled" the Protoss and gained some gains, but this was a deliberate death by the other party, and they were not worthy of pride, and they couldn't even hold a celebration banquet.

At this time, Han Lin had already put the knife into the sheath.

He has gained something and is in the process of comprehending it.

But he ...... Not very satisfied.

Because of this, the speed is still, too slow......

Carefully experiencing it in this way and slowly honing one's soul and killing desire will help to temper one's will soul and strengthen the killing desire godhead.

But after this killing, his initial godhead was originally one percent of the lower godhead.

Now, then, it's 1.5 percent at most.

Too little.

Han Lin was still thinking about this, but Tang Youyi ran over and hugged him.

"Brother Han, I underestimate you, come and come, go back and drink, everyone get to know each other again!"

Tang Youyi said enthusiastically.

Many people nearby were a little afraid of Han Lin, but after all, they were partners who fought side by side, and they all squeezed out enthusiasm and greeted each other with smiles.

They were giving Tang Youyi face, and they also took into account Qiao Feng's face, so they smiled at Han Lin.

Han Lin nodded, in response.

But there was no smile on his face, because he had been silently muttering.

It's too slow......