Chapter Ninety-Five: Ten Thousand Swords Refining Soul

"Come, this is it, condense your spiritual power into a heavenly sword and blast it open!" Lao Hei finally found the key point of the first layer, his illusory face was a little pale, obviously a great loss.

Lin Han also felt that there seemed to be a gap here, and hurriedly condensed his spiritual power to form a heavenly sword, and slammed it down!

Boom -

Lin Han felt that with his impact, something seemed to crack, and then he saw a burst of white light.

"Where is this?"

Lin Han looked around with a puzzled expression, this was a clearing, the surroundings were shrouded in white mist, and he couldn't see the scenery ten meters away.

"This is the first layer of the Tiger Soul Space!"

With a snort, Lao Hei's figure appeared in front of Lin Han.

"Hah, how can you condense the entity?" Lin Han said in surprise.

"Hmph, the Tiger Spirit Space is not in my body, what's so strange about me revealing my body in my own territory. Lao Hei looked at Lin Han with disdain.

"Okay, you said this is a holy place for cultivation, but I don't think it's any different. Lin Han said suspiciously.

Indeed, although it seems to be a little mysterious here, the concentration of aura around it seems to be very ordinary, nothing special.

"This is just the entrance, if you just don't listen to me carefully, right? If you want to cultivate, you have to enter the area divided by space!"

"Hmm, what area should I enter?" Lin Han asked very humbly.

Cultivation is not a joke, he doesn't want to touch Lao Hei's scales and play tricks on Lao Hei.

Lao Hei was obviously very satisfied with Lin Han's attitude, nodded, and said, "The area of the first layer of space is limited, and with your current physical fitness, you can only stay for ten days at a time before you go out. But the stronger you are, the longer you'll stay. Let me tell you, no matter how long you stay at a time, it's only been a day in the outside world! Of course, once you support it for more than thirty days, your strength can also enter the second layer!"

"Huh?" Lin Han almost suspected that he had misheard, his original so-called time flow rate was three days a day or five days.

According to this algorithm, he must have been cultivating for ten days on top of others!

And as his cultivation increases, this gap will get bigger and bigger!

He couldn't help but sigh, no wonder those great sects could last for a long time, they must have the same resources like him, the so-called stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker.

Now let him have this resource, if he doesn't know how to use it, then even he won't forgive himself.

"What determines the amount of time you spend here, mental strength or fighting spirit?" Lin Han asked.

"Tsk, to the point. But I'm sorry to tell you that the Tiger Space depends on the overall strength. Fighting spirit is the way to open the labyrinth, and spiritual power is the key. Lao Hei said.

Labyrinth Path, Key.

Lin Han recalled the steps he started before, and it was indeed as Lao Hei said, these two are indispensable.

In fact, this is also in line with the characteristics of the Sky Devouring Tiger Sword, after it kills, it devours the opponent's essence and spirit, whether it is fighting energy and spiritual power, it can be replenished, and it is naturally suitable for the two practitioners.

Although Lin Han's spiritual power is good, most of it is not obtained by his own cultivation, not only is it not so mellow in control, but there are even hidden dangers.

Thinking of this, Lin Han said, "Then I'll cultivate my spiritual power first." ”

"Okay, I said before that cultivating spiritual power here is to endure great pain, are you prepared?" Lao Hei smiled, as if he was happy to see Lin Han in pain, it was really ...... It's so shameless!

"You won't die, will you?" Lin Leng was sweating, he didn't seem to offend Lao Hei, right?

"Well, probably not, I'll be watching you. Lao Hei said.

Probably not......

Lin Han was speechless for a while, but he understood that Lao Hei would not really see him die.

Fight!

Lin Han gritted his teeth and said, "Where?

"Hey, don't be nervous, it's the first time, it's always going to hurt. Lao Hei smiled extremely obscenely.

"What about the second time?" Lin Han gritted his teeth.

"Then get used to it. "Old Black shrugged, looking like you're an idiot.

Lin Han decided not to deal with him.

Under Lao Hei's guidance, Lin Han walked into the mist.

Lin Han had a strange feeling, these fogs seemed to be alive, he seemed to be staring at countless pairs of eyes, like a man's back, there was an eerie feeling.

"This is the mist of the soul. The souls killed by the Sky Swallowing Tiger Soul Knife cannot escape, and all of them are absorbed into the Tiger Spirit space. The souls stored in this layer of space are all fighters-level souls. Old Black explained.

Mist of the Soul......

Lin Han's feelings were indeed not wrong.

How many people do you have to kill with such a thick layer?

The Sky Swallowing Tiger Knife is worthy of being the first murderous knife in ancient times......

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Lin Han stopped according to his words, and then he used his spiritual power to control these soul mist according to Lao Hei's instructions.

Fortunately, Lin Han's spiritual cultivation was much higher than that of Dou Qi cultivation, almost reaching the level of a third-level refiner.

Therefore, although these soul mist were strong, they could not have any effect on him.

At Lao Hei's request, Lin Han condensed the Nine Soul Gates.

Then he sat upright in the middle of the nine soul gates.

"Ready!" Lao Hei's expression was very excited, and he shouted: "Let's start!"

Woo Woo -

Countless spiritual heavenly swords shot out from the top of the soul gate, and the target was none other than Lin Han who was sitting in the center!

Lin Han's eyebrows moved, but he didn't expect Lao Hei to be so insidious, and he actually let his own condensed soul gate attack him, is this self-inflicted?

Just as he was about to condense the Spirit Heavenly Sword to counterattack, Lao Hei's voice sounded again.

"You can't resist, this kind of cultivation is to test the limit of your body's endurance, don't worry, I won't let you die easily. Lao Hei said very insidiously. If outsiders were here, they would definitely suspect that he was harming Lin Han.

Coming to this point, it is impossible for Lin Han to give up.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the first wisp of the Heavenly Sword stabbed into his body.

Puff puff puff -

In just an instant, Lin Han's body gave tens of thousands of spiritual heavenly swords to pass through, and the real ten thousand swords pierced through the heart!

Hiss -

Lin Han roared in pain, beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead, his eyes rolled white, and he almost fainted.

Pain!

Boundless pain is spreading.

Lin Han finally understood what the pain Lao Hei had said earlier was like.

I believe that not many people have tried the treatment of ten thousand swords, because those who have tried have died.

The strange thing is that Lin Han didn't have the slightest scar on his body, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

But only Lin Han knew that he really preferred to die at that moment.

"Hey, hold on, the second wave is coming!" Old Black's voice sounded gloomily like the devil of hell.

Woo Woo -

Hearing the sound of the condensation of the Soul Heavenly Sword, Lin Han felt a sense of fear, and he wanted to pass out directly.

He hated Lao Hei very much at the moment, and felt that he was an old pervert who specialized in bullying teenagers.

He's only fourteen!

Destroy him like this?

Fortunately, he had the experience of a lifetime, otherwise it would have been a fourteen-year-old boy who had suffered such inhuman suffering, and it was estimated that few people would be able to bear it.

Puff puff puff -

It's very crisp and another thousand swords piercing the heart.

Lin Han's every pore was trembling, and he knelt on the ground without any strength.

"Hmph, is this your limit? Stand up! If it's a man, stand up for me!" Lao Hei shouted coldly to Lin Han like a ruthless executioner.

The corners of Lin Han's mouth pulled out a little smile, if he could speak, he would definitely say fuck man.

"Hmph, this pain is nothing. If you can't even bear this pain, what can you do if your relatives are treated like this in the future?" said Lao Hei ruthlessly, every sentence of heart.

Lin Han's mind resurfaced the scene before he was reborn, when Lin Qingyue was raped by the young master of Cloud City, and finally died with hatred.

"No, I don't want it!"

Lin Han roared, his face distorted because of the pain.

He supported the ground with his hands, sweat dripping to the ground, and he stood up little by little.

Although his legs were still shaking, he stood up.

"Well done, lad, I'll let you enjoy it again. An obsessive smile appeared on Lao Hei's face, and he waved his right hand slightly.

Woo Woo -

Countless soul heavenly swords took shape again, condensing in the sky above.

"Fat!"

Puff puff puff -

The Soul Heavenly Sword once again sank into Lin Han's body, leaving no trace.

This time, Lin Han simply lay down, his eyes rolled white, and he was about to faint in pain.

"No, I'm going to stand up!"

Lin Han's eyes were bloodshot, his fist slammed into the ground, bowed his body, and got up little by little.

"Good boy, you'll get used to it. Come again!" finally showed a little respect on the old black face.

He lived for tens of thousands of years, and no one had ever seen him.

If he only has a little talent and does not have the corresponding mind, this kind of person is also a lot of people who catch it, and there may be some achievements in the end, but they are definitely not worthy of the prestige of his Sky Devouring Tiger Sword!

His master is the kind of king who crisscrosses the universe, ten heavens and ten earths, and looks down on the world.

This kind of person's mind should be like a hundred steel, no matter how heavy the rain is for 10,000 years and the wind blows for 10,000 years, it will not change color.

This ten thousand swords piercing the heart is just one of the tests!

If Lin Han really couldn't bear the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his heart, he might still assist him, but he would definitely not be so dedicated.

It was only at this moment that Lao Hei truly recognized Lin Han's status and regarded him as the real master.

If a fourteen-year-old boy can have such a mind, then his future can be imagined.

Four, five, six......

Lao Hei controlled the Soul Heavenly Sword attacks again and again, and Lin Han stood up again and again, as if as Lao Hei said, he was used to this kind of pain.

But in fact, Lin Han took longer and longer to get up every time, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Are you at the limit...... Lin Han's eyes began to blur, as early as the fourth time, he couldn't see the things in front of him clearly, and just stood up according to inertia.

"No, you have to hold on......" Lin Han was very stubborn and desperately wanted to get up, but the eyelids were getting heavier and heavier......