Decidedly

Although Han Jing's Dao Bead was incomplete, relying on this mutilated Dao Bead, Han Jing was still enough to easily kill the early stage of the Yuan Shen, and at this moment, seeing that the formation had completely enveloped Zhou Haoran, Han Jing didn't care about anything else, and the three rune lines on his body immediately emerged.

Three chains held by Han Jing poured out from behind him, and behind Han Jing's back, there seemed to be three more tails, and these three tails were instantly entwined together, turning into a thicker tail, and then, one end of the tail was hidden in the void.

Boom! Countless soul energy came from the tail behind him, and after the fusion and reinforcement of the lines, a powerful new energy instantly enveloped Han Jing.

Boom! There were two loud bangs, and I saw that Zhou Haoran's Yuan Shen had already bombarded with a punch, but it was blocked by the soul body that changed the formation, and after the soul body blocked a blow, it immediately exploded, turning into countless blue fragments, and returned to the formation.

Zhou Haoran seemed to be aware of the change in Han Jing's breath, and before his soul body could condense again, his Yuan Shen immediately blasted towards Han Jing with a punch.

At this moment, Han Jing's whole body was wrapped in a blue energy that seemed to be a thick liquid, but he still reacted to the oncoming blow, and the same punch slammed into the huge fist.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Under the punch, Han Jing felt as if he was being pressed by a big mountain, and the huge force crushed and dissipated the thick soul energy in his body, but even so, the remaining huge strength was not something he could bear, and after transferring most of the power into the formation, Han Jing still spit out a mouthful of blood, and immediately suffered a lot of injuries.

With all his strength, against the late stage of the Yuan Shen, Han Jing was still not lightly injured with the help of Dao Zhu, and the gap between the late stage of the Yuan Shen and the early stage of the Yuan Shen exceeded Han Jing's expectations.

With just this blow, you can see the gap between him and Zhou Haoran, even if he uses those imperfect rune patterns, Han Jing feels that he can't block the other party's easy blow, the gap between him and Zhou Haoran is simply the difference between cloud and mud.

"Haha, good boy, but so, I almost deceived you!" Zhou Haoran also seemed to notice that Han Jing's cultivation was insufficient, and he couldn't even block his own blow, so he immediately shouted happily.

In line with the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Zhou Haoran did not give Han Jing a chance to breathe at all, and blasted towards Han Jing again.

Murong and Wu Tian in the distance did not have the slightest way to fight on both sides, although they were in the early stage of the Yuan Shen, but the Yuan Shen had just condensed, and it was invincible to deal with the Divine Power Realm, but against the monks in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Shen, it was simply an act of looking for death.

The two of them sighed secretly, they could only silently stay by Ling Tian's side, to prevent an unexpected situation from disturbing Ling Tian's recovery, they could only pin their hopes on Han Jing, because Xiao Bai's opponent had already begun to retreat, there was no need for them to worry at all, the only thing that could affect winning or losing was Han Jing's side, which was surrounded by the formation.

Han Jing had just spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Zhou Haoran's attack hit again, but after the buffer of one blow, a new soul body was finally condensed.

The soul body condensed by the runes of this Dao Bead is the method of using the Dao Bead that Han Jing comprehended after the runes were shattered, but this condensed soul body has many shortcomings.

Not only is the soul body not as good as the Yuan Shen, but it is also easy to be broken, and most importantly, the time for condensation is not short, and Han Jing can't help but be a little disappointed with the shortcomings of the soul body.

Originally, he thought that this was a capital that could fight against the Yuan Shen Realm, but the actual use of the soul body was far less than he imagined, if the soul body could remove these shortcomings, then he could use the Dao beads to form his own Yuan Shen.

If this is the case, he will be able to fight with the Yuan Shen Realm in a dignified manner, but after all, the soul body is a dead thing that moves through his orders, and it cannot be compared to the Yuan Shen controlled by the monk's mind at all.

Thinking of this, Han Jing's heart suddenly moved. A crazy thought rose from his heart, he had never thought of an idea, if he could succeed, then he might still have the capital to fight with Zhou Haoran.

Facing Zhou Haoran's blow, Han Jing began to wander, but fortunately, the recondensed soul body blocked the blow, and Han Jing came to his senses.

Back then, in the face of more than a dozen Divine Ability Realms, Han Jing had condensed more than a dozen weak soul bodies, but at this time, facing the Yuan God Realm cultivators, that kind of soul body couldn't even block it, and he could only condense the most powerful soul body with all his strength, which barely blocked the blow.

At this moment, the soul body exploded again, Han Jing had already lost the shield that blocked him, and in the face of Zhou Haoran's second blow, Han Jing let the fist fall unhurriedly.

"Boom!" Han Jing turned into powder under a punch, but Zhou Haoran didn't show a happy expression, and after the punch was blasted, he blasted another blow at the void.

"Boom!" A figure was blasted into powder again, but Zhou Haoran still didn't stop, punching continuously, Han Jing's figure kept appearing, but it was also constantly bombarded into powder, as if he had countless clones.

After more than ten consecutive attacks, Zhou Haoran was obviously a little impatient, only to see him step forward with one knee, and the Yuan Shen behind him made the same movement, stretched out his hands, and then slammed forward together.

After Zhou Haoran made this move, the Yuan Shen behind him made the same action at the same time, but the difference was that in the palm of the Yuan God Giant, the faint light was a little brighter.

When the giant's two palms struck together, a ripple spread instantly, and the entire rune formation swelled violently to several times its size, countless huge gaps appeared, and the entire formation was in a sign of being about to collapse.

Dozens of energy pierced out of the formation gap and landed in this strange passage, and after those energies fell on the stone wall, they were instantly absorbed.

A figure was struck out of the void by this blow, and Han Jing's whole person turned into a bloody person, like a cannonball, being bounced into the formation and blocked by chains.

"Wow!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he used the formation just now to keep himself in a teleportation at any time, so that he could avoid Zhou Haoran's attack, but the opponent's attack was range-based, directly knocking him away from the state of teleportation.

This time, Han Jing's injuries became even more serious, "Forget it, no matter, there's no time to verify it, just die."

Han Jing gritted his teeth and made a crazy decision, he wanted to put a conjecture that had just risen in his mind into actual combat, which was undoubtedly very dangerous, but now Han Jing had no other choice.

A few more such attacks, Han Jing believed that even if he was physically strong, he would still die a miserable death.

After Zhou Haoran used this attack method, his Yuan Shen seemed to have withered a lot, the light of his whole body also dimmed a little, his body was also out of breath, and the pursuit was also stopped.

His pause gave Han Jing the best chance, and after making a decision, Han Jing did not hesitate and immediately summoned the Dao Bead Rune back.

Countless runes condensed around his body, how many runes there were on the entire Dao Bead, Han Jing hadn't counted, but he could envelop a space within a radius of a thousand meters, and the number of runes would naturally not be less.

When all the runes were condensed on Han Jing's body, a rune giant with a height of two hundred meters appeared.

The two-hundred-meter giant was twice as tall as the Yuan Shen Realm cultivator's Yuan Shen, but when this seemingly powerful rune giant condensed out, Han Jing began to feel annoyed.

Casual assumptions, sure enough, still need to be verified, Han Jing condensed a seemingly powerful giant, stunned Zhou Haoran, Murong and the others.

But Han Jing bitterly discovered that this seemingly powerful giant was actually not powerful, it was just an illusion that was randomly pieced together, and its strength was only a little stronger than the soul body.

After Zhou Haoran saw the giant, he was still struggling in his heart, whether to run away, after all, the giant condensed by the entire Dao Bead Rune, although the strength was not strong, but the momentum was really terrifying.

Just when Zhou Haoran was still struggling, Han Jing took the initiative to give up, and under his thoughts, the giant immediately collapsed and turned into countless runes, but these runes did not go away, but turned into several huge rune patterns around Han Jing.

These rune patterns are all patterns that Han Jing has comprehended after hundreds of years of continuous enlightenment, and the power of each pattern is different, some are used for defense, and some are used for attack.

It's just that his control ability is limited, and he can't condense all the rune patterns in his brain, and after the seven patterns appear, the rest of the runes turn into a formation again, enveloping Han Jing and Zhou Haoran inside.

Murong and Wu Tian didn't know why Han Jing gave up the form of the giant, and thought that Han Jing couldn't completely control the giant, but at this time, they also saw that Han Jing's situation was not good.

"Hehe, boy, it seems that that weird Yuan Shen is not something you can control now, you can fight with me to such a situation without Yuan Shen, you can also be proud, now suffer death!"

Zhou Haoran didn't seem to pay attention to those rune patterns at all, and the huge fist of the Yuan God bombarded down towards Han Jing.

Han Jing's face also became solemn, seven patterns were the limit of what he could control, once the number was exceeded, it would be difficult to exert the full power of the patterns.

In the face of that huge fist, Han Jing could only resist hard, and under the dancing of his hands, five of the seven patterns were directly attached to his body, and these were all patterns he used to bless his physical body.

The other two, on the surface of Han Jing's fist, formed two things like shields, and the moment the Yuan Shen's fist fell, Han Jing also blasted out with a punch.

"Bang!"

The pattern shield on Han Jing's right fist shattered, and his whole person was thrown backwards, but he was not injured, after the pattern was shattered, Han Jing transferred the excess attack power to the formation, and the formation only trembled a little, and then regained its calm.

In the formation, as long as Han Jing is willing, he can transfer the power of the attack to the formation anytime and anywhere, but this transfer has certain limitations, after a certain level of attack, he can't transfer it all at once, and he will still be injured.

But with the weakening of the patterned shield, he was finally able to resist the blow of Zhou Haoran next week.

The pattern shattered, and as soon as Han Jing's mind moved, another new pattern appeared on his fist again, and the punch that came at the Yuan Shen again was another blow.

Han Jing stopped after throwing dozens of meters away again, with the weakening of the patterned shield, the blessing of the rune pattern, the endless soul energy in his three chains, and the transfer attack of the Dao Bead, Han Jing barely resisted the attack of the late stage of the Yuan Shen.

However, is it really as simple as it seems, except for the blow that Zhou Haoran made at the beginning to force Han Jing to show up, it can be said that Zhou Haoran did not use all his strength at all.

And the blow that forced Han Jing out, because it was a range attack, it consumed a lot, and Zhou Haoran would show a hard look, but at this time, his fist attacking Han Jing was just an ordinary blow.

After throwing several punches in a row, Zhou Haoran seemed to sense that such an attack was useless to Han Jing, so he stopped the offensive and glanced at Han Jing solemnly.

To be able to fight against him to such an extent in the early stage of the Yuan Shen, he had to admire Han Jing's strength, but Zhou Haoran attributed all this credit to the Tianzhu in his mouth, and his greed for Daozhu became even stronger.

Zhou Haoran stopped attacking, Han Jing naturally didn't have any opinions, he only hoped that Ling Tian could recover quickly, but when he thought of Ling Tian's helpless look, I was afraid that there was not much hope.

Taking advantage of Zhou Haoran's pause, Han Jing immediately began to think about countermeasures, but he just began to think about it, but Zhou Haoran's next action made Han Jing's heart fall to the bottom.

Han Jing didn't understand why the other party stopped attacking at first, but when he saw Zhou Haoran sacrifice a long sword, he finally understood that the other party was going all out.

Yuan Shen, coupled with the spirit treasure used by the powerhouse of the Yuan God Realm, Han Jing's heart became bitter, the difference in the realm was already big enough, and he finally managed to resist all the attacks, but in the blink of an eye, the other party showed sharper fangs, telling him that everything just now was just a trick of the cat's hunting.

A feeling of almost despair rose from Han Jing's heart, but he immediately put this feeling behind him, as long as he didn't die, even if it was an immortal's blow, he had to take it, whether he could take it or not, he had to take it, because he had no choice.

Han Jing watched Zhou Haoran sacrifice the spirit treasure, and then watched the spirit treasure continue to grow larger, and finally was grasped by his Yuan Shen in his hand, and under the wielding of the Yuan God, a gray aura emanated from the sword.

Han Jing saw where the aura passed, the entire space began to wrinkle, this was a sign that the spatial crack was about to be broken, only a monk who had reached the realm of Dao God could break through the space, and this kind of teleportation crack in the space was completely different.

Han Jing looked at the two patterned shields in his hands, and smiled bitterly in his heart, but there was always a resolute look in his eyes, looking at the big sword raised high, Han Jing stood up straight.

"Come on, maybe dying in battle is my final destination, this day, I have been waiting, if this is my fate, then let me meet all this!"

The cold wind was blowing, and Han Jing's high tone revealed a heroic ambition that would never return.