Text Chapter 384: The Terror of the Origin Spirit Realm
"Yo, the daytime sofa is soaring, and this little bull demon is going to suffer. ”
The one from the Badaomen shrugged, but his eyes were full of excitement: "The Crescent Moon Killing Knife of Qingyang Palace is known as the ultimate in treachery, I don't know if this bull demon can hold up a few knives, but if Bai Risha confiscates his hand and kills this calf, it will be difficult to do." ”
Zhao Han ignored the Tyrant Dao Sect Origin Martial Arts, who was talking to himself like a chatterbox, and turned his head to look at the side of the mountain wall.
In front of the big hole in the mountain wall, the scorched corpse that fell to the ground had turned over and sat up at some point, and behind him the clouds were steaming and the weather was thousands, and the manifested martial arts will suppressed the void, and the flow of spiritual power made a cooing sound, connecting a certain Tao and reason in the underworld in the void, giving birth to a pale gray aura of creation and falling, submerging the scorched corpse on the ground.
"What a strong life!"
Zhao Hanniu's eyes glared at Lao Yuan, and he was even more shocked when he saw the aura of creation born from the void, this aura was very mysterious, he had only detected it in the Origin Spirit Martial Arts, and it had an incredible vitality.
And just after this aura of creation fell, Zhao Han saw an extremely magical scene.
Originally, he pierced through the chest, cut open the abdomen, all the internal organs were burned by electricity, and the body was more than sixty percent scorched, and the one in the Qingyang Palace was like a snake molting, first the broken chest and abdomen healed automatically, and then, the charred black on the surface of the body automatically fell off, and in a few breaths, it returned to its previous appearance, just because the epidermis was reborn, it looked particularly tender, and the blood vessels under the skin could be seen.
What's more, his clothes had been destroyed under Zhao Han's two-color electric light, and at this moment, he stood up and showed everything naked in front of everyone.
"Tsk, so small!"
Zhao Han's gaze wandered, and suddenly fell between the legs of this Qingyang Palace elder named Bai Risha, and a trace of disdain flashed in the bull's eyes, and the nerves that were originally tense because the other party showed such terrifying strength immediately relaxed.
But that's it!
Therefore, men, they still care more about length, softness, hardness and thickness, just like Zhao Han's previous life, the richest man in a certain country, Ma's father is short and thin, and ugly, but people are rich and rival the country, many dicks are envious and jealous, so they can only vent on the Internet, and use things like 18CM to anesthetize themselves, so the full screen of 18CM is Zhao Han's deepest impression of Diaosi at the beginning.
After catching a glimpse of a little spring in the white sand, Zhao Han's originally nervous heart calmed down again, and only then did he remember that the white crane in the sky had said that the first spirit order martial arts could not be killed by ordinary methods.
The only one who can kill the Origin Soul Martial is usually the Origin Soul Martial Force. For a martial artist of this level, as long as the soul is immortal, no matter how much damage the physical body suffers, it can recover, it is just the length of time it takes.
There are some such terrifying qualities, the Origin Spirit Realm Martial Arts have an almost crushing advantage over the Origin Spirit Realm, even those peak Bao Dan Martial Arts will not be better than the Origin Spirit Realm when facing the Origin Spirit Realm, Lingyun and the others have to perform well.
"This Origin Spirit Realm Martial Arts is really not something I can deal with right now. However, according to my understanding, the way to life and martial arts, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes, and the gap between each rank will get bigger and bigger, the gap between the Origin Spirit Realm and the Taixuan Realm is definitely larger than the gap between the Baodan Realm and the Origin Spirit Realm.
There must be some kind of secret in this that I don't know.
Zhao Han realized, his gaze moved upward, facing the almost fire-breathing eyes of Shang Bai Risha, and his whole face was distorted and almost deformed because of anger.
"Hello, hello. ”
Zhao Han exhaled white air, rolled his bull's eyes, threw a contemptuous look at Bai Risha, and then turned around sharply when the other party was about to explode, spread his hooves and ran.
Before figuring out how to effectively kill the Origin Spirit Martial Arts, Zhao Han would never have a head-on conflict with this level of Origin Martial Arts, after all, the previous encounter made him feel uneasy, and he used his true strength to resist the Origin Spirit Realm, with a difference of two big levels, even if he was so tired that he dismantled people to eight pieces, it was not good that before you recovered, people would have appeared in front of you intact, and this kind of enemy who could not be killed at this stage would not be called bravery, that was called masochism, and smart people would not do such stupid things.
Seeing this, Bai Risha shouted: "Damn, you dare to escape, get back for me!"
"Stupid, haven't you heard that you have to run away after pretending to be forced, stupidly stay where you are and wait for you to abuse, I'm stupid!" Zhao Han ran more happily, and mocked loudly without looking back.
"Can he speak?" Bai Risha was stunned at first, and then smoked from his seven orifices, ignoring his nakedness, the strange scene of birds flying and flying in the middle of the journey, with a drum of spiritual power, under the power of the soul, the whole person relied on the void to control the void, stepping into the void, like a loaded cannonball chasing Zhao Han towards the past.
"Damn bull demon, give me death, Lao Tzu will dismantle you into eight pieces, cramp and pull out your bones, stew meat and boil blood, and cut your bullwhip to drink!"
"I wipe, you want to cut my ......"
Zhao Han only felt a chill from his calves, straight between his legs, and there was an inexplicable evil aura behind him that followed him, he clamped his hind legs, exerted his strength to eat, and accelerated again, and the white smoke from his mouth and nose was so thick that it formed a cloud to cover his figure.
It's just that Bai Risha is the master of the Origin Spirit Realm after all, and he was beaten half to death by Zhao Han before, because he didn't take him seriously at all because he was careless before, and he misestimated Zhao Han's strength, thinking that he could subdue Zhao Han with simple spiritual power, but he was caught off guard by Zhao Han's surprise attack, and the terrifying power of the Red Mang Divine Thunder and the Zixiao Xuanlei that were wrapped around Zhao Han's single horn made him hit hard with one blow.
This time, he was furious, and shot angrily, in order to gain face, he had no reservations, and was ready to beat Zhao Han to death with one blow, or at least beat him to the point where he lost the power to resist.
Of course, on the surface, he was annoyed and angry, and chased and killed with anger, but in fact, it was just to eat alone, after all, he had cultivated to his level, and the choice of face had long been no longer considered, even if he was laughed at by the two of the Badaomen and the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, and even chased and killed all the way naked, it was not intended to make them laugh, so as to paralyze them, as long as he could capture this bull demon and bring it back to the sect, everything would be worth it.
Therefore, the action must be fast, and the bull demon that gave him an ugly look must be taken down before they can reflect it.
It was too late to say that it was fast, under the outbreak of Zhao Han's full strength, in just one cup of tea, Zhao Han had already fled more than 100 miles away, and after rushing through a hill, a long river blocked the road in front of him, the water surface was open, twenty or thirty zhang, and the river surface was misty, and he couldn't see the other side clearly.