After Lin Han said these cruel words, he didn't look at the expression of the white-eyed old monk.

He took a deep breath and gripped the Nether Sword tightly in his palm.

The sword qi in the body is running wildly, and the exercises that can be used are used to the extreme.

The dragon is like a dragon!

Soul Eater!

Dragonization!

The Nether Sword began to tremble and hum.

The sword body was filled with all the sword energy.

"Made, I want to take this sword, see if you are qualified. ”

Lin Han said loudly, and the Netherworld Sword in his hand swung away heavily.

Thundered!

A pillar of sword qi quickly condensed and rushed towards the old guy in front of him.

The white-eyed old monk had not yet recovered from the beautiful Chinese words before, and suddenly saw this surging pillar of sword qi light.

His face changed greatly, his right hand made the Buddha Gate Vajra seal, and his left hand drew a circle in the void in front of him.

A golden light shield appeared in front of him, blocking the pillar of sword qi light.

The white-eyed old monk's face was indifferent, and he said disdainfully:

"If the donor only has these tricks, then the old monk will ......"

The words are not finished yet.

A look of surprise appeared on his old face.

Lin Han closed his eyes, and his sleeve robe danced in the wind.

The Nether Sword in his hand swung again.

In an instant, a flash of white light suddenly condensed, forming a pillar of sword qi light again.

The white-eyed old monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and his feet stepped heavily on the spot.

Sou!

The figure disappeared in place, dodging the pillar of sword qi.

flickered back and forth in the space, and quickly came to Lin Han's body.

The withered palm patted lightly.

Boom!

Lin Han's whole person was beaten and flew backwards, breaking dozens of towering trees.

Eventually smashed to the ground, dusty.

The white-eyed old monk took the Nether Sword that he had dropped to the ground.

With a smile on his face, he was very proud.

Lin Han struggled to stand up, feeling his throat hot.

He touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and swallowed the blood in his mouth again.

Made, I didn't expect the gap in the Mortal Realm to be so big.

If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of body refining exercises, I am afraid that this palm would have sent Young Master Ben directly to the West Heaven.

The white-eyed old monk shook his head at Lin Han and sneered:

"How does this palm taste, I want to see how sharp your mouth can be as sharp as this kid?"

Lin Han tilted his head and said with a smile:

"Dog, you have really cultivated to the dog, six realms higher than this young master, you can't even kill me in seconds, I feel ashamed of you, find a place where no one is there one day, it's too embarrassing." ”

When the white-eyed old monk heard his words, he was furious:

"Dare to mock when you die!"

Stepping forward, the figure flickered.

Lin Han looked at the white-eyed old monk who was constantly approaching him and shook his head.

said with a smile: "It's you who is looking for death." ”

Sighed inwardly, Made.

It always feels like the system already knows what's going to happen.

How else would you give me this supernatural power?

Lin Han took a deep breath, and there was a cold glint in his eyes.

drank heavily, and his sleeves swayed.

A terrifying aura emerged from him and spread out in all directions.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk smiled contemptuously, and the figure continued to move forward.

"Hmph, no matter what secret method you use to improve your cultivation, it's useless, what the old man likes to see the most is the fall of your so-called geniuses!"

Lin Han's body was gradually covered by red lines, and arcs appeared around him.

The hair stood on end, and the stones on the ground began to fly uncontrollably.

A smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Fahai, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly felt his heart throb, and his face changed greatly.

With the magical powers of Buddhism, he felt a strong aura of danger appear.

Grabbed Fa Ming with one hand, and said urgently: "Withdraw!"

Before Fa Ming could react, he was dragged backwards.

Just as they had withdrawn, the dark clouds of the sky rolled over.

The white-eyed old monk frowned at this time, and he also sensed a hint of danger, and just wanted to retreat.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him.

Lin Han spread out his hands and said with a smile:

"Goodbye. ”

The white-eyed old monk saw the red marks that kept emerging on his body.

He understood for a moment, and with a look of horror in his eyes, he said urgently:

"Wait, we have something to discuss!"

Feeling the smell of horror and danger, he was really scared.

What the hell is this, it will blow itself up if you don't agree with each other.

Lin Han heard the words of the white-eyed old monk and said loudly:

"Discuss your mother!"

Arrogant old thing, Lao Tzu sent you to the western sky.

Wake up, it's time to hunt!

As soon as the words fell.

Boom! Boom!

A terrifying explosion sounded, with Lin Han as the center.

Waves of white air slammed into all directions, frantically destroying everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Fahai, who retreated one after another, frowned when he saw the white air waves coming from his face.

Make a seal with your right hand and wave your left hand in front of your chest.

The golden walls rose abruptly, blocking the waves of white air.

But it didn't take a second for the golden city wall to crack.

The figures of the two were enveloped by a white wave of air and flew out upside down.

The center of the explosion.

Dozens of extremely unstable spatial cracks appeared, and the void continued to explode.

With the addition of the system, the power of this explosion has surpassed the extreme power of the Mortal Realm.

Ahem, ahem.

Faming struggled to his feet from the ground, his face covered in blood.

The power of the explosion was too strong.

He looked around and came to Fahey, who was on one knee.

Although this senior brother is iron-faced and selfless, at the most critical moment.

Still in front of himself.

Thinking of this, Fa Ming asked worriedly:

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Fahai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up to look at the center of the explosion.

said flatly: "It's okay." ”

Fa Ming wanted to say something, but when his gaze swept over his face, he was stunned.

Senior brother, forgive me for laughing unkindly.

Half of your eyebrows are gone.

The very center of the explosion.

Blood was sprinkled all over the land.

The white-eyed old monk is now only half of his body left, and his face is very ugly.

He didn't expect this guy to be so ruthless.

After the self-explosion, even the Yuan Spirit will disappear, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

Neurotic bar, it's this!

The white-eyed old monk took a deep breath, and the Xuan Qi in his body continued to recover from his injuries.

I was a little glad in my heart, but fortunately I didn't blow my head up.

At this moment, a mutation protruded.

Not far away, a brilliant streamer was emitting a brilliant streamer, which was rapidly condensing.

The white-eyed old monk was shocked when he saw this scene, and his eyelids jumped.

There was a faint bad premonition in my heart.

No way?

A familiar breath reappeared.

Lin Han walked out of the white light with a smile on his face.

Landing on the ground intact, the right hand is gently raised.

A crisp sword roar sounded, and the Nether Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand.

The corners of the white-eyed old monk's mouth twitched, watching him walk towards him.

A cold sweat broke out for a while.

The heart is roaring.

Damn, this is cheating.

Can you be resurrected after self-detonation?

I'm not convinced!

Lin Han seemed to hear his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled.

Holding the Nether Sword in his backhand, the blade of the sword emitted a white light.

"I'm sorry, I had a showdown. ”

"I'm cheating. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Nether Sword slashed down.

The white-eyed old monk's head exploded in an instant, and the blood mist filled the air.

The sword qi that slanted out destroyed all the remaining half of his body.

A primordial spirit floated out of his head, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Before he could escape, he was pierced by the Nether Sword.

The Yuan Spirit, which looked like an old monk, let out a roar and completely disappeared.

After cultivating to reach the realm of transformation, if the Yuan Spirit is immortal, there is still a chance to reincarnate and recultivate.

It's a pity he didn't have a chance.

Lin Han exhaled, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc.

Just ask who can withstand the trick of self-explosion?