I don't know how long it has been, and even in this illusion space, Li Han can't feel the passage of time.

It's just that he faintly felt that the void around him gradually faded with the passage of time, and the starry sky around him was still flickering, but the light was gradually fainting, as if the aura was being lost.

Time is running out.

"It's hard to ......"

"It's just that I really didn't get anything. ”

It is impossible to say that he doesn't care at all, after all, the opportunity to comprehend the Heavenly Dao Treasure Map is rare.

And one of these ten places is even more rare and abnormal, but I am afraid that it is also the last trace left in the world of this Heavenly Dao Treasure Map.

Suddenly, Li Han's heart moved, and he thought of something, in this fantasy space, he also learned to sit cross-legged like the outside world, with his hands folded, his eyes and nose, his nose and his heart, abandoning the six senses, only following his own heart, and slowly merging with this void.

In the palm of his fingers, I don't know how long, there was a small piece of red copper.

On the red copper plate, a monk is depicted, sitting cross-legged on a leaf floating on the surface of the lake, looking peaceful, his eyes closed, carefree.

Next to it, there are eight small characters carved: "Dajing is like a drum, beating my belly." ”

It was one of the three relics left by Li Han's father, Li Nanjun, who had been carefully collected by Li Han, but at this time, he suddenly took it out.

The crimson copper sheet was in his hands, and the spirit of the cold suddenly expanded in an instant, as if he wanted to break through the heavens and the earth, and finally came into contact with the boundless void above his head.

In an instant, the heavens, the earth and the stars were all darkened, and then like a large net, they collapsed in the middle at the same time, condensing into a huge golden phantom.

The golden phantom treasure is solemn, with his hands folded, facing the severe cold.

Li Han was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, a deafening voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"What's your heart?"

"Hmm, where is my heart, what the hell is this? My heart is naturally in my heart......

Li Han was stunned again, and before he could really answer, the deafening voice of Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in his heart again: "Er, where is the soul?"

"Soul, what the hell is this?"

Li Han was inexplicable, and he thought sharply in his mind.

I finally touched the mystery of this Heavenly Dao Treasure Map, otherwise I was afraid that I would not be able to display this huge golden phantom.

It's just that this huge golden phantom, what the hell is it, and it keeps asking me questions, could it be that this is an exam question for me, and if you pass the exam question, you can get a reward?

At the moment when Li Han was puzzled again, suddenly, the scene around him changed again.

With a shock to his body, Li Han opened his eyes and found that he was no longer in the original mysterious space, but had come to a white stone room.

The stone chamber was large, with a silver spear stuck in the ground, and nothing else.

Li Han looked at the spear and found that the body of this spear was made of unknown materials, strong and soft, elastic, with a mysterious silver luster, dotted with stars.

And on the body of the gun, from head to tail, there is also a huge silver dragon carved, as if it wants to fly into the air, straight to the head of the gun.

The tip of the gun is purple and red, faintly glowing, and the flames are faint, it seems that even the void can be pierced, and it is obviously not mortal, and it is definitely more precious than the material of the gun body, and there are four small words at the bottom: "Sky Breaking Spear!"

"Sky Breaker, what does that mean? Let me play a trick?"

Li Han has never learned marksmanship, but this does not prevent him, he picked up this gun and played a set of simple actions such as stabbing, pointing, collapsing, pulling, picking, winding, and dancing.

Started with the spear, Li Han felt that every move he made, even if it was simple and simple, seemed to be able to shake the void, and one action was the fall of a starry sky.

The small stone house, needless to say, has long disappeared, Li Han stood in the sky above a martial fort, his long robe fluttering, holding a spear, surrounded by thousands of halos, and was worshiped as a god by the thousands of people in the castle below, constantly singing praises and praises.

The cold heart was a little fluttery for a while.

At this moment, the illusion around him, everything disappeared, Li Han returned to the void place, and the voice of the golden phantom Hong Zhong Dalu once again remembered in his heart: "Er, do you like this gun?"

"Like. ”

Li Han couldn't help but nod.

"Then, Er, are you willing to abandon everything in the world, come to this space, take charge of the spear, and become famous in the world?"

Li Han was stunned for a moment, and his mind couldn't help but struggle repeatedly, recalling the invincible feeling when he was in charge of the spear just now, as if the heroes of the world were like nothing;

"I haven't thought it through, okay, then you can look at this sword again!"

With the words, the space around Li Han's body turned again, and a cyan square appeared around it.

On the cyan square, there are countless children in brocade clothes who are practicing swordsmanship, the sword light is huohuo, and the reflection is cold, although they are young, they are also decent.

And Li Han, dressed in cloth, turned into a little boy with a black and gray face, holding an iron sword full of iron embroidery and half broken.

No one looked at him more, no one wanted to waste a quarter of an hour teaching him a trick and a half, he stood there alone, as if helpless, lonely, he could only look enviously at the brocade children in the field studying.

One day, he was bullied, his palms were trampled, his knees were worn out, and the iron sword was thrown aside.

The iron sword quickly sucked up his blood, and then he found that the iron sword quickly shed its black embroidery and turned into a terrifying magic sword.

Within the magic sword, an unimaginably strong force surged back into his body, and he then swung it, the sword light was like a wheel, and the children who bullied him immediately fell permanently in a pool of blood.

He was so frightened that he fled into the barren mountains, chased by black bears, driven by wolves, and all the fathers, mothers, masters, uncles, and uncles who had died under his sword.

Thousands of adults, a well-known and powerful man in the county, all came to the mountains to besiege him, and he was cornered, and finally forced into a cave.

Outside the cave, everyone shouted "Demon", "Demon......

In the cave, he was thin and lonely, holding a broken sword, wanting to cry without tears.

An hour later, someone set fire to the hole, thick smoke in, he couldn't bear it, rushed out, that night, blood and magic rushed into the sky, a county of strong men, all died at the hands of a child.

He escaped from the county borders, and gradually ten years.

One day, he suddenly woke up and threw away the sword in his hand, but the moment the sword was broken, all the power disappeared, and he became the powerless child again.

The dry wood was burned, and he was pushed into the fire, and the moment he was about to turn into ashes, the black sword flew back from a distance again and fell into his palm......

Space changed, he returned to the empty place, and the golden giant phantom asked him: "Do you like this sword or not?" At this moment, do you cut it or not?"

Li Han wanted to say that he would not be killed, but when he thought of the pain of burning his body in the fire before, although he knew that it was fake, it still burned his liver and intestines, and he never wanted to experience it again, that kind of wandering between life and death, no way to ask for help, that feeling of despair.

However, answering the slash, a sword down, although he can get out, but the killing in his hands will add tens of millions, his hands, can he wash clean, those ten years of day and night torture in his heart, is he at ease?

"I don't know, I don't know if I want to accept this power, do I?

"Boom!"

This is a world of endless fire, with demonic energy rolling, countless beasts, rushing out of the abyss, towards the human town settlement, life and death are at the moment.

He was the general guarding the city gates, and his father, the captain of the demon hunting brigade in the city, had left behind the crowd to cover the retreat of the inhabitants of a small village.

The inhabitants of the small village finally entered the city in a moment before the gate closed, but his father was surrounded by the vanguard army of several demonic beasts, and the tide of demonic beasts was only a few miles away, and it was too late to close the city gate......

Outside the city, it was his father, but it was his duty to defend the city......

For a moment, he was caught in a dilemma.

At this moment, someone held a knife and sent it to him, telling him that as long as he killed himself with this knife and killed ten babies who had just reached the full moon, he could activate the power of the gods and demons in it, change the war, save the whole city, and save his father, who was besieged outside the city, and his life and death were in danger.

Holding the knife, for a moment, he was speechless and silent...... The monster outside, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer......

Ten children have been sent to him, this knife, he cut, is it not?

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Li Han has passed through dozens of fragments of memories in this mysterious space, some are true, some are false, some are invincible in the world, and some are as small as ants, and they are extremely eager for power.

But when there was really a powerful force in front of him, he hesitated again.

Just like that question, this knife, do you cut it, do you cut it?

A magical weapon appeared one after another, knives, guns, swords, sticks, claws, halberds, hooks, forks...... No matter how much of Duoqimen's weapon, once it reaches his hands, it can always exert infinite power.

In addition to this, there are all kinds of powerful exercises, secret arts, and secret treasures......

But in the blink of an eye, he was back in the space, facing the huge golden phantom.

The other party asked him, "Now, do you know what you want?"

"What is your martial arts heart?"

"The heart of martial arts?"

All of a sudden, Li Han sat on the spot, covered in cold sweat, and in his mind, dozens of memory fragments he had experienced before were constantly replayed, and he was like a nightmare, and he couldn't answer for a while.

......

ps: The second update, make up for the fourth, ask for subscriptions, ask for flowers.