Chapter 441: You Raise Your Rank
Generally speaking, promotion is divided into active promotion and passive promotion, active promotion is naturally the strength is stable, after the appearance of the promotion qi machine, the cultivator runs the vitality to actively impact the qi hall, or expand the qi sea, this timing and process is in the hands of the cultivator himself.
But passive promotion is completely different, after several consecutive appearances of the promotion qi machine, the cultivator feels that the time is not right, and if he wants to stabilize his strength, there will be passive promotion, which shows that above this level, the strength can no longer be refined, and it must be advanced in order to become stronger!
But Han Ming's passive advancement this time came very abruptly, and the promotion qi from the fifth order to the sixth order did not appear a few times, but it was directly a passive advancement.
This must be because the Holy Blood Energy accumulated in his body was not consumed, and in the fierce battles that followed, the Holy Blood Energy was once again decomposed and became a passive advanced booster this time.
So in the case of Han Ming's unpreparedness, in the situation of being in a fierce battle with a war king, he began to advance!
Laugh at!
The Heaven and Earth Essence Qi in the surrounding thousands of miles of sea was attracted by Han Ming's internal exercises, and suddenly turned into countless long qi bands like wool and converged towards his body.
Han Ming's body vitality has almost dried up in the fierce battle, so he needs to absorb the essence from the outside world, transform it into vitality and start to advance, his qi sea capacity is very large, and the effectiveness of the exercises to absorb the essence of heaven and earth is quite strong.
So the surrounding sea area suddenly became a scene that shocked all the armies, only to see that in the sea area of thousands of miles, the qi condensed by the essence was all over the sky, and Han Ming did not refuse, swallowed the essence into his body, and began to advance madly.
He ...... Isn't he advancing?!"
"You must concentrate on the advanced process, if you don't control the cyclone well, it is likely that the sea of qi will be broken, and all the repairs will be destroyed!"
"Hahahaha, God help me to be the king of fierce war!"
The 500,000 enemy soldiers immediately talked about it excitedly when they saw the mutation on Han Ming's body, but even though they had the will to fight, they had been blasted by Han Ming several times, and the fierce tart with a sluggish breath had no fighting will.
Han Ming had to pause because of the start of his passive promotion, and the power of the tide of weakness drowned him entirely, and he almost fell to his knees with weak legs.
"Nima, you go to your level, Lao Tzu runs Lao Tzu's way, isn't it okay?!" The fierce tart body was slowly repairing, he sensed Han Ming's weak momentum, his eyes flashed with scarlet cold light, and he begged for mercy on his mouth, but in fact, it was just to wait for the body to stabilize and blast Han Ming with one punch.
Laugh at!
As if accepting the proposal of the fierce tart, Han Ming suddenly opened the distance between him and the fierce tart, and then took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a paranoid and crazy luster, and after trying a few times without putting Fang Tian's halberd into the ring, he swept it to the bottom of the sea, and then held the dark heavy sword in his big hand.
Now he doesn't care about the leakage of his identity, he wasted so much energy, and finally killed the murderer into a serious injury, he will definitely not let go of this good opportunity to kill the king.
And!
And with his current physical condition, at the advanced juncture he can face, the fierce tart will definitely not run away as he said, and only by completely destroying the enemy can he advance safely.
"It's going to be hard again! Damn, break the jar!"
Han Ming would end up in a half-dead state every time he fought a difficult battle, and he was already a little used to it.
He smiled miserably, didn't say much, grabbed a handful of rejuvenating pills from the ring, swallowed it like eating peanuts and beans.
After feeling the Dan power in his body turn into rolling vitality, he exhaled slowly, then held the sword in both hands, and stepped on the soles of his feet with extremely mysterious and familiar steps.
Bite!
The void where he landed suddenly lit up with a circle of energy ripples like water waves, and then the catastrophic sword intent in Han Ming's body turned into essence from the pores and the essence of the sword intent seeped out, and the essence in the surrounding sea area was summoned by the starting hand of the nine-step Heaven Slayer Sword, and began to resonate and condense the sword intent that made the soul tremble.
"Hah!!"
Han Ming roared angrily, gasped for breath, and used all his strength to step out of the second step.
Thundered.
The flowing heaven and earth essence began to condense around Han Ming's body, and the brilliant sword light began to shine in the void around him, and a palpitating energy could slowly take shape.
Click!
Han Ming's back bent down suddenly, clenching his teeth, his eyes were extremely paranoid and crazy, a rolling beast roar came out of his throat, his feet were raised again, and he stepped towards the void, but this time his strength seemed to be exhausted, and the soles of his feet stopped in the air awkwardly, unable to fall.
"Ah~~!" Han Ming roared angrily, and the soles of his feet stepped on desperately, fighting against the forces that prevented the soles of his feet from falling, millimeter by millimeter.
At this time, the fierce body was finally condensed again.
Rumble!
The fierce tart's hands suddenly clenched into fists, feeling the feeling of strength gradually stabilizing in his body, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then looked at Han Ming with his eyes Ling Ran.
Even though his strength has recovered now, when the fierce tart saw Han Ming, he still couldn't help but tighten his heart, without him, it was precisely because the scene where Han Ming exploded him with several halberds just now was still vivid.
Although the body of the war king can be condensed repeatedly, the pain of the body exploding into slag is inevitable, and the feeling of being crushed just now makes the fierce tart feel cold.
However, after he stabilized his mind, when he saw Han Ming's exhaustion and the appearance of desperately performing some martial arts, he suddenly felt refreshed physically and mentally, and let out bursts of arrogant laughter.
Click!
His fists clenched crisply, the corners of his mouth raised a slightly obscene, trivial smile, stared at Han Ming and said: "I have to say, you are the most feared war hero since Lao Tzu lived so much, Lao Tzu recognizes you as an invincible battle hero, but ...... You have to know the difference between the Battle King and the Battle Hero rank...... Poor ......"
Yes!
Yes~~!
Han Ming raised his head and roared, red blood flowed from his mouth, nose and eyes, and then the soles of his feet stepped down again.
Kiss!
The terrifying energy took shape in an instant, and the thousand-meter sword formation suddenly spread out from Han Ming's feet, including the entire fierce tart, and the catastrophe sword intent was divided into thousands of small swords, these small swords fused the essence of heaven and earth in the sword array, transforming into an incomparable light sword, each light sword contained a terrifying power.
Thousands of lightsabers whined and whined in the sky above the fierce tart's head.
The fierce words stopped abruptly, and a trace of cold sweat quietly flowed down his sideburns, to be honest, he had already been almost consumed by Han Ming, and he didn't want to fight Han Ming at the risk of falling.
"I warn you, you continue to upgrade your level, I'll leave, you don't have to go to the point where the fish dies and the net is broken!" The fierce voice was a little weak, he looked like a warning to Han Ming, but he didn't leave immediately, but a pair of big eyes were constantly looking for Han Ming's flaws, wandering between the idea of wanting to go and not wanting to go.