After listening to Qin Han's words, the little fat man didn't dare to delay, and immediately began to heal with all his might.

However, they had only been healing for three hours before the Burial Sword reappeared at the door of the Heaven Destroying Stone Temple.

When the little fat man saw the burial sword appear, his pupils shrank first, and then he habitually said, "Why does this guy look so weak? The black mist on his body and the light in his eyes have dimmed a lot, and it looks like he consumes a lot. Did you just get angry with me? Came out there and vented?"

Qin Han was not as big-hearted as the little fat man, and his expression was solemn.

"Be careful, he's probably ready to deal with us. To make the cost of the Burial Sword so large, the means must not be simple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burial sword had already opened his mouth fiercely.

"Boy, savor the gift I have prepared for you!"

Before the sound fell, the Heaven Destroying Stone Hall suddenly dimmed, as if a dark cloud was covering the sky.

"What the hell is this? How could such a dark cloud suddenly appear?"

The little fat man noticed the anomaly and screamed.

But before Qin Han could answer, a large amount of black mist appeared at the entrance of the Heaven Destroying Stone Palace, and then these black mist actually began to penetrate into the stone hall.

Qin Han looked at the Shura Demon Eye and the Creation God Eye, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

"It's not good, it's not a dark cloud, it's a myriad of small black swords, the same magic sword as the Burial Sword!"

Hearing this, the little fat man's face also became ugly.

"Could it be that the Burial Sword sent the magic sword in his body here? Is he going to sacrifice his strength to die with us? However, the power of the Burial Sword was obviously rejected by the Heaven Destroying Stone Palace, but the magic sword in this black mist had already entered the Stone Palace, but the Stone Hall did not react, this is not normal!"

Qin Han's brows tightened, he also had similar questions.

"It stands to reason that the Burial Sword is a condensation of the resentment of hundreds of millions of remnant swords and the negative emotions before their demise, and it is absolutely extremely selfish and arrogant, it is impossible to do such a thing as ending up together, and the Heaven Destroying Stone Temple should not be unresponsive, unless it ......

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and slashed his finger like a sword, and a sword qi flew out from his fingertips, slashing directly into the black mist.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

His sword qi easily slashed into the black mist, and met the magic sword in the black mist, but they seemed to be in different spaces, watching each other penetrate through, but there was no feeling of collision, let alone crushing each other.

The little fat man muttered, "Brother Han, could this be an illusion, that burial sword wants to use an illusion to force us out?"

Qin Han didn't rush to conclusions, but took the initiative to take a step forward, approaching the black mist, and then stretched out his palm and carefully probed into the black mist.

"Brother Han......

The little fat man called out worriedly, but the next moment he closed his mouth, because Qin Han's palm had already penetrated into the black mist, but nothing abnormal appeared.

The magic sword in the black mist did no damage to him.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Qin Han frowned and whispered, he always felt that it took so much Zhou Zhang to prepare for the burial of the sword, it would never be so simple.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred, and the little fat man's eyes widened in horror, and he said in a trembling voice, "Brother Han, this ...... These magic swords seem to have gotten into your palms, be careful!"

Qin Han's heart froze, and he hurriedly took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw that many small black magic swords disappeared after touching his palm, as if they had penetrated into his palm.

But there was no damage to his palm, and he didn't even feel anything.

He used his spiritual power and the power of the Great Dao to look inside himself, trying to find the abnormality, but after observing it for a long time, he still didn't realize it, as if the black magic sword had disappeared out of thin air.

Just as he was about to withdraw his palm and ignore the black mist, an inexplicable restlessness surged from the bottom of his heart, and he finally understood the essence of the magic sword and the purpose of burying it.

This is a Yang Mou!

This restlessness, evil, cruelty, greed, lust and bloodlust.

The moment the restlessness appeared, an impulse surged in his heart, as if he wanted to rush out immediately and bury the sword desperately, wanting to get the sword world and wonder immediately.

Even he had a faint thought, what does it matter to me whether the people of the Xuanhuang Continent are dead or alive? As long as I don't die myself!

I still have the Immortal Realm Attachment Jade Talisman in my hand, as well as the Nine Turns Immortal Pill, as long as I want, I can fly to the Immortal Realm at any time, and from now on I can be at ease, immortal, and I can get rid of the threat of the Heaven Devouring Demon Sect.

The little fat man dragged the oil bottle, let him die here, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

And Suzaku's little girl, since she sent it to the door herself, why don't I just accept her? Let's play first......

In just an instant, countless evil thoughts welled up in his mind.

Fortunately, he was determined and quickly noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly meditated and concentrated to get rid of all these distracting and evil thoughts.

But at this moment, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

He quickly withdrew his palm and took several deep breaths before slowly speaking.

"This is not an illusion, but the remnant sword resentment and evil thoughts accumulated in the whirlpool, because it is not spiritual power, not a great avenue, and does not contain any direct attack power, so the Heaven Destroying Stone Temple did not react."

The little fat man was puzzled when he heard this.

"So what the hell is all this black fog for? What did the Burial Sword do when you brought them in?"

Qin Han took a deep breath and said, "Of course it's forcing us out, although these black fogs don't have actual lethality, they can pollute our minds, if we stay in the stone hall all the time, our minds will be polluted and eroded by these negative emotions after a long time......

Qin Han was explaining, and the strange laughter of the burial sword suddenly sounded in the black mist outside the stone hall.

"Boy, you're right! This is the negative emotions that have accumulated in the Burial Sword Vortex, and this is what constitutes my origin."

"Now, you only have two ways, either you will come out and be killed by me, or you will be invaded by the resentment of ten thousand swords in the stone hall, and gradually lose yourself, become a demon, and finally become my kind. Oh no, be a part of me, because I'm the king of negativity here! Haha, hahaha!"

At this time, the little fat man also came into contact with the black mist, and with precautions, he quickly sensed the effect of the black mist, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

"Brother Han, what should I do? Why don't you go out and fight him? I'd rather die than be one of the monster's kind!"

Qin Han thought for a moment, and then he ran his cultivation, releasing the power of the Great Dao and spiritual power, and urging the Divine Domain, enveloping the two of them.

His Shura power and thunder power all have the effect of restraining yin and evil, and coupled with the fact that the divine domain is self-contained, the black fog was suddenly blocked.

But as the black fog became more and more, the scope of his divine domain was constantly compressed.

After Qin Han sensed it, he said in a deep voice: "My Divine Domain can last for three hours, seize the time to heal, adjust the body to the best state, and after three hours, we will go out and fight the Burial Sword!"

Dragon Soul Shura