Ling Han was immersed in a huge shock, he didn't expect that the back peak of the mountain turned out to be one of the eight levels of heaven and earth, the gate of the white sun, this huge and dazzling pillar of light seemed to erupt from the ground, straight to the sky, it was rumored in ancient times that there were eight giant pillars supporting the sky in the eighth-level land, and the blue sky was 90,000 miles high, so there were all beings in the Three Realms, could it be that this pillar of light in front of him really went down to the Nine Shadows and reached the Heavenly Court?

While thinking about it, he tried to gather the aura of heaven and earth, Ling Han was weaker than a mortal at the moment, but he found that the operation of the Purple Flame Light Sutra could not absorb a trace of the aura of heaven and earth at all, this place was clearly a holy place for cultivation with rich aura, but no matter how Ling Han tried, he could not absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and the dantian was still empty. Ling Han didn't dare to rashly run the eighth-level soul dementoring Dafa anymore, but now that he was forced to do so, Ling Han had to carefully operate the remaining trace of Yuan Force in the meridians, forming a small Yuan Force vortex. Barely visible.

This Yuan Force Vortex was also unable to absorb the aura of heaven and earth at first, but with the acceleration of operation, it slowly condensed a thread, Ling Han was overjoyed, and hurriedly injected this trace of spiritual power into the dantian, but at this moment, some delicate balance between heaven and earth was gone, and the entire cave began to tremble violently.

The circular magic weapon that was originally calmly suspended rotated rapidly at this moment, like the vortex of Yuan Force formed by the eighth-level Dafa, and the indestructible pillar of bright light was suddenly cut apart, and thousands of rays of light reflected the circular magic weapon in the cave and threw white pillars of light one after another, these pillars of light were like divine weapons, instantly cutting into the stone wall, the depth did not know the geometry, and the entire cave was torn apart by the impact.

The circular magic weapon turned faster and faster, and Ling Han felt that strange and violent suction envelop him again, although Ling Han was cautious, it still stimulated this latent power.

"It seems that if I don't grind Lao Tzu, God is unwilling, and I'm not too back. Ling Han said self-deprecating at the moment before he was caught in the pillar of light.

The light is bizarre, magnificent, and the familiar and unfamiliar scenes alternate, Ling Han seems to be staggered between half asleep and half awake, and it seems to be struggling in a long nightmare, this feeling is very wonderful, the scene of flesh and blood flying and being ground up did not happen, but it was like being involved in a tunnel of time and space, Ling Han had an illusion, he had really hung up, but he still retained a trace of clarity, and was able to think for a while.

I don't know how much time has passed, Ling Han saw that the various scenes of the mirror flowers and moons began to slowly dissipate, and slowly became clear, and everything he saw made Ling Han prefer to be half-asleep in that chaotic nightmarish forever, but everything was still still, and everything that had to be faced in his fate still could not escape.

In the gray sky, a strange red sun hung silently, without the dazzling brilliance of the past, only a bleak blood red.

The sky is full of severed limbs and stumps, and even most of them have been completely crushed, it is difficult to distinguish, a protruding mountain of corpses among the broken corpses is as high as a hundred zhang, and it is all made of skulls, I don't know how many creatures need to pile up such a mountain, and the monstrous resentment is diffused from the mountain of corpses, but it is firmly restrained by the man standing on the top of the mountain, and it cannot escape at all.

The man had a delicate face, his figure was not tall, and his appearance was the same as Ling Han's, but his blood-red eyes and the monstrous magic power exuded from his body were completely different from Ling Han, he was like a bloodthirsty and ruthless peerless demon lord, reaping life indifferently and ruthlessly.

A huge round Falun was slowly moving above the Demon Lord's head, and a dazzling silver glow was escaping from the Falun, more like the center of the world than the bleak red sun. Blood-red life force mixed with pitch-black resentful spirits and evil qi were continuously gathering from the broken corpses everywhere, and then gathered in the center of the Falun, where the Baihui acupoints above the head poured into the demon owl's dantian.

The blood flowed and drifted, converging into a vast sea of blood under the corpse mountain, under the operation of the Falun, the blood wave surged, stirring up a blood wave nearly a foot high, and the strong smell of blood almost made Ling Han faint, although Ling Han was not a person who was afraid of seeing blood, but at this moment the huge impact of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood still made him difficult to accept, as if by an illusion, the demon lord standing on the high place at the moment was himself, as if something was waking up quickly, making him both familiar and a trace of fear.

"Who are you?" Ling Han shouted loudly to the demon who was greedily absorbing the life element power.

"I am you. The Demon Owl looked at Ling Han and smiled strangely.

"Then who am I?" Ling Han seemed to be unable to control himself.

"You are the first person to enter the Tao with demons, soar in the daytime, and open a precedent for thousands of generations. The Demon Owl's eyes suddenly became fierce, as if they were about to penetrate Ling Han's heart.

"No, I don't want to become a demon!" Ling Han shouted hoarsely.

"No, you're not a demon, you're a god!" After the demon lord finished speaking, he raised his hands to the sky, the Yuan Li Yuan Rotation suddenly accelerated, and the circular Falun also began to accelerate and rotate, and everything around it began to blur again, "Reincarnation Falun, reincarnation of three lives, this is our destiny and the journey of reincarnation, and it is also the only hope for this world to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, work hard, boy!"

Ling Han felt that the scene around him quickly blurred, and he was involuntarily pulled into the Yuan Force Vortex, the high-speed rotation far exceeded Ling Han's endurance, and soon he lost consciousness, and the moment before he lost consciousness, the words of the Demon Owl had been deeply reflected in his mind.

Ling Han opened his eyes and found himself back under the smooth mirror-like jade, holding a round Falun tightly in his hand, the silver brilliance was endless, as if the flowing water was flowing on its own in a magical law, and three faint golden characters shone in the moonlight, "Reincarnation Wheel" Ling Han held the reincarnation wheel, and a set of royal methods automatically entered the Divine Consciousness Sea, and at the same time, an extremely familiar feeling became even stronger, a feeling of being lost and regained, as if he had possessed it a long time ago.

Sitting under the wall of the heart, Ling Han began to think carefully, the pill ...... Spirit stones, what these cultivators lack is enough for him for the time being, the amount left behind by the mixed yuan is quite considerable, the reserves in Ling Han's space ring can fully meet his needs at this stage, the only thing he lacks is a magic weapon with strong attack power to save his life, the heavenly material treasures he needs to prolong his longevity need to take a great risk, and a powerful enough magic weapon is indispensable for him at this stage, the reincarnation wheel appeared at this time, which made Ling Han excited and a little uneasy.

The tremendous power of the Reincarnation Wheel was obvious, but everything he saw in the Sun White Gate made Ling Han hesitate, whether he would really fall into the Demon Dao because of this, if he exchanged the lives of hundreds of millions of living beings for his own path of cultivation, Ling Han was willing to choose to give up, such a killing machine would be a scourge between heaven and earth. Under Ling Han's repeated observations, the reincarnation wheel did not have the slightest demonic aura, but instead fused with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, it was clearly a high-grade magic weapon, it seemed that whether it was a magic weapon or not should depend on who was using it.

Ling Han gathered his qi as a knife, cut his fingers, a drop of bright red blood dipped into the reincarnation wheel and disappeared, and suddenly a feeling of mental connection was established between Ling Han and the reincarnation wheel, as if it was already a part of himself, his mind moved, the reincarnation wheel disappeared in his hand, hidden in Ling Han's dantian, Ling Han made up his mind to use the reincarnation wheel as his natal magic weapon to nourish, and at the same time, in the case that the cultivation was not enough to control, he would not use it easily until the moment of life and death.

Dealing with the rebirth wheel, Ling Han began to get rid of distracting thoughts, honestly running the Purple Flame Light Sutra, slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, his divine consciousness was clear, and in the dantian, the reincarnation wheel was quietly suspended, without the slightest domineering and wild that had competed with the sun before, and under the nourishment of the slightest Yuan Force, it was more and more closely linked with Ling Han's divine consciousness, reincarnating three lives, refining all things, this superb artifact of the Three Realms of Shock was quietly dormant, waiting for his next generation master to completely wake it up.

Soon, the time for three months of thinking about the wall had arrived, and the disciple guarding here reminded Ling Han to hurry out, an extremely beautiful junior sister had been waiting for him outside the mountain for a long time, Ling Han knew that it must be Zi Ling'er who was not worried about himself, so he ran over to see him.

Standing up and tidying up his robe, Ling Han looked at the Washing Heart Wall with a bright glow, feeling the call of the Sun White Gate, one of the eight poles of heaven and earth behind the heart wall, he knew that sooner or later he would come here to explore the law of the eighth level of heaven and earth, and walk out of his own path of immortality.

Rising against the wind, Ling Han quickly swept towards the outside of the braided mountain, and soon he saw the familiar and graceful purple figure.