The corners of Ye Han's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the moment his momentum soared, he knew the strength of the three people opposite.

Two Sword Qi Realm Sixth Order, one Sword Qi Realm Eighth Order.

With such strength, even among the core disciples of Senluo Palace, it can be regarded as the bottom, and he dares to be so rampant.

Ye Han smiled a little sarcastically, staring at the three people who rushed over, not paying attention to them at all, even the sharp swords at the tips of the three short swords, which he completely ignored.

"Brush!"

Three figures flashed, and the short sword hit the vital point!

"Dang!"

The short sword stabbed forward, but there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, but Ye Han's body didn't even shed a drop of blood!

The sharp sword qi raged on him, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and he couldn't even cut his clothes.

At this time, the faces of the three killers were full of horror, and a deep fear welled up in their hearts, this time, they really kicked the iron plate!

"Die!"

Ye Han gently spit out two words in his mouth, as if announcing the verdict, and with a flick of his right hand, the bright huge sword light slashed through the air, and fell on the bodies of the three killers at the same time!

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out wildly, and the three killers were directly cut in half.

On the other hand, the night is cold, but the clothes are not stained with blood, as if nothing has happened.

It was only then that the old village chief and some villagers came over, looking at the blood all over the ground and the three broken corpses, and were speechless in shock for a while.

"Thank you to the benefactor for saving the lives of my village!" The old village chief suddenly knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow.

Ye Han hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "There is no need to be like this, we are in trouble so far, thanks to your help, it is appropriate to take action." ”

The old village chief stood up tremblingly, and his eyes were already full of awe when he looked at the three of Ye Han.

"Village Chief, I don't know anything, your village is almost isolated, how can I provoke them?" Ye Han said suspiciously.

"Alas, it's a long story......," the old village chief sighed lightly, and invited the three of them into the house, and talked about what had happened these days.

In his narration, Ye Han understands the whole thing.

Half a year ago, a swordsman came to this village and entered the depths of the white nightmare.

It was a very strange place, and according to the legend of the village, none of the people who entered it could come out alive, and the villagers tried to stop the swordsman, but he insisted on going his own way, and seemed to have put life and death out of the way.

A few months passed, and just when everyone thought he was dead, he suddenly appeared in the village, but by this time he was already dying, and seemed to have lost all his strength, leaving behind a white slate and died.

I don't know why, Sen Luo Hall actually learned the news, a few days ago to ask for no success, today to come, has been ready to slaughter the village, if it is not for the cold here, I am afraid that the soul of this village will return to Huangquan.

Ye Han thought for a moment, and felt that the key to this matter was on the white stone slab.

"That white slate, can you show us it?" Ye Han asked.

The old village chief said dryly: "Of course you can." ”

After saying that, he left the room, and soon, he appeared in front of the three of them with a stone slab.

Ye Han took the white slate and looked at it carefully.

This white rock was as white as jade, and it must have been taken from the area known as the White Nightmare, and the two sides were as smooth as a mirror, and it was obvious that someone had cut it with a sword.

There is no handwriting or texture on the white stone slab, and it looks no different from ordinary rock.

"That's it?" Li Futian took the slate and checked it, but he couldn't see anything abnormal.

At this time, Tiantian's eyes turned blue, and the blue light sprinkled down, setting off the white slate in a fog.

"This seems to store something...... "Tian Tiandao, with a single move, the aura of heaven and earth converged towards the white stone slab.

At this moment, the white slate suddenly trembled, and a powerful suction force erupted, absorbing all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a long whale absorbing water, and then lit up with a hazy brilliance.

"Brush!"

A white light rose and spread out in midair, revealing some images.

A few people looked at it, and in the image, a beautiful picture was presented, with pieces of petals like jade crystals, falling from the sky, and the inexplicable avenue was full of celestial sound, making people's hearts and minds move with it.

Ye Han couldn't help but be stunned, he suddenly felt that the moment this image appeared, there was a slight fluctuation in his spiritual power, which seemed to be a sign of an imminent breakthrough!

"Could it be that in the depths of the white nightmare, there is a great opportunity to restore people's mental strength?" Ye Han's breathing became heavy, and he stared at the light curtain tightly, wanting to imprint those information into the sea of knowledge.

However, at this moment, the brilliance of the white slate suddenly disappeared, and the light curtain flickered, as if the image had come to an end.

Ye Han's face showed a look of disappointment, and then his eyes slowly lit up, and he turned to Tian Tian and said, "Is this image a real scene, stored in this stone slab by that person?" ”

Tian Tian nodded lightly.

"So if I go into the depths of the White Nightmare, I'm likely to see the same thing?" Ye Han asked.

"Perhaps...... Right. "Every day is a little uncertain.

Ye Han suddenly became excited: "Since that's the case, let's go in and take a look!" Maybe my mental strength will hopefully recover! ”

"Is there really hope?" Every day is happy, if the spiritual power of the night cold recovers as before, the strength will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds!

"Okay, in that case, let's go with you!" Li Futian also smiled.

"Benefactor, it's extremely dangerous there, you can't go!" The old village chief persuaded.

Ye Han nodded and smiled, but his gaze was still as firm as ever: "No matter how dangerous it is, since there is hope of recovering my mental strength, I must take a look." ”

"Every day, Li Yutian, you stay here to cultivate to prevent Senluo Hall from coming again, if there is really danger, I will escape as soon as possible." Ye Han's tone was unmistakable.

pouted every day, and seemed to be very uneasy about the night cold.

"Don't worry, even if my mental strength can't be recovered, I can escape back." Ye Han smiled, and turned his gaze to Tiantiandao: "You can sense my state through the spirit imprint at any time. ”

At Ye Han's insistence, the two had no choice but to give in, and that night, Ye Han set off and entered the white nightmare.

Re-entering this area, Ye Han was much more cautious, always keeping an eye on the dangers that might arise around him.

Since so many people have gone and never returned, this is by no means a good place, and they can get out safely, I am afraid because they are still only on the periphery.

If you go deep into it, you may encounter some kind of danger.

The white earth is endless, the night cold turns the speed to the limit, and the scenery around it passes quickly, and in the dark night, it seems like a ghost walking through.