Chapter 1711: Become a Holy King

Ling Han frowned, and said, "Brother Changsun's injury hasn't healed yet?"

Before, he and Changsun Liang's mind and soul confronted each other and slashed each other. Ling Han has nothing to do with it, but Chang Sun Liang is not as perverted as he is. His soul has been severely injured, and he won't recover in a while.

Moreover, it is difficult to treat the injury of the soul with medicine stones. Fortunately, this is the fairyland, and the holy medicine seems to be free of money. It will definitely recover after a few months of maintenance, and there is no need to worry that it will affect the beheading after more than a year. A trip to the dusty abyss.

But in the next few months, it is absolutely impossible for Changsun Liang's combat power to reach the best state. Fortunately, he is the king, and even if he can only use half of his combat power, he can sweep all the Creation Realm.

"Your recovery ability makes me envious!" Zhang Sunliang shook his head, everyone was hit, but seeing Ling Han's lively appearance, how could he be injured at all?

As soon as Changsun Liang left, Ling Han had a strange expression on his face. He really touched the threshold of breakthrough.

——Discussing the Dao with the other party is very beneficial, especially the peak battle a few days ago, which allowed him to accumulate a lot of experience. After digesting these experiences, he naturally took the last step in the god-level category.

He went to the uninhabited mountains and forests to meet the catastrophe.

Rumbling, dense thunderclouds, the Heavenly Tribulation in the Immortal Realm is much stronger than the Ancient Realm, the upper limit reaches the Immortal King Realm, Ling Han did not dare to presumptuously, accepted the training of the Heavenly Tribulation honestly, and did not rush into the thunderclouds to go.

However, after entering the Immortal Realm, his Heavenly Tribulation became much more normal, because there are actually many evildoers like him in the Immortal Realm.

Half a day later, he survived the catastrophe, and the divine bone went up to another level, broke half a grid, and reached the height of a one-star quasi-immortal gold.

His current combat power is still far inferior to that of Yi Zhan, but it is not easy for Yi Zhan Patriarch to kill him. He can only refine it slowly according to the rules.

In fact, there is no extreme state in the Creation Realm, and more than 10 billion stars have been cultivated, because it is impossible to break through Zhanchen. No matter how many stars you cultivate, you will not be much stronger after stepping into Zhanchen.

At the level of the small world, warriors major in strength, because the rules cannot be touched. In the ancient world, the power of the soul will be improved, and the power of the soul is actually the mastery of the rules.

The stronger the rules you master, the more stable your soul will be.

And at the immortal level, the status of rules far outweighs power, and this is where immortals are most powerful. My physical body is destroyed, so I can just change my body, and my combat power will not be greatly affected.

Of course, if it is not the "original" body, there must be an adaptability problem. The combat power will not be affected much, but it is very likely that the way to rise in the future will be cut off.

Therefore, no matter how poor the bloodline of one's physical body is, almost no warrior would be willing to give up and try again with another body.

"The next step is Zhanchen." Ling Han took a deep breath, as long as he stepped into Zhanchen, he could be called a master in the fairyland. Unlike Genesis Realm, no matter how brilliant he is, he only has potential.

Ancestor Zhanchen has unlimited lifespan, just because of this point, one can know how difficult it is to take this step forward.

In the Immortal Realm, saints are like dogs, everywhere, but where is Zhanchen Patriarch?

There are only dozens of one-star cities, and only a few thousand two-star cities. Compared to the huge population base, this number is really pitifully small.

"Now, who else is my opponent in Genesis?" Ling Han rubbed his chin, "Unfortunately, limited to the realm, I have no way to master the rules of the immortal level.

Otherwise, I would be able to engrave a fairy-level formation in my body, even if I slash the ancestor, I might be killed. "

Idle is idle, Ling Han carved more holy king formations on the divine bones in his body, but no matter how many formations were carved, it was useless, the combat power he wielded was only one ten-thousandth of his own!

"How the hell am I so strong?" Ling Han was also stunned, he had engraved nine hundred and ninety-nine holy king formations in his body, but it was only one ten-thousandth of his own combat power!

"It would be great if Huniu was still in the Creation Realm. I can compete with her to see what level of combat power the saintesses of the top universities have."

Kunpeng Palace is a fairy king-level power, and Huniu has integrated the blood of the previous generation of palace masters or other messy things, and is definitely a top-level saint child and saint.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I came to the Immortal Territory, but I don't even know whether the Kunpeng Palace is in the Eastern Immortal Territory or the Western Immortal Territory. What a failure."

The Immortal Realm is too big, and a strong Immortal Mansion like Emperor Leihuo has only visited the territory of several Immortal Kings. It is normal to not know where the Kunpeng Palace is in this small two-star place.

"Perhaps, after going to Fu's house, at least we can know where the Kunpeng Palace is." Ling Han murmured.

When he returned to his residence, he couldn't help sparring with the queen in the black tower. As a result, the queen was forced to use all her tricks to barely block his attack, but the problem was that Ling Han hadn't used any immortal powers at all. surgery!

This is so strong that it is outrageous.

Another two days later, the team competition officially began.

Cangyue City had a bye in the first round, but in the second round it drew a team that was ranked outside the two hundred in the previous round. However, what does it matter if the strong team or the underdog?

They have been advancing all the way, neither team is their opponent, the difference lies in how long Ling Han wants the other party to last.

After the qualifying rounds, the finals started, and the 32 teams drew lots again.

Cangyue City's first opponent is the previous champion, Bipolar City led by Yuan Xingping.

Everyone was talking about it, saying that Cangyue City's dark horse journey was about to end. After hundreds of years of accumulation, the current Yuan Xingping must be stronger than the previous one.

But the development of the matter was surprising. When the two teams confronted each other, Yuan Xingping actually conceded defeat.

"Ling Han, I am indeed not as good as you right now, but the step from the creation world to Zhanchen is too big. Even if there is a big gap between us now, it will shrink endlessly after we step into Zhanchen."

"When the time comes, I will fight you again!" Although Yuan Xingping conceded defeat, he did not lose his will to fight. On the contrary, his will to fight was like a flame.

Ling Han laughed out loud, he likes this kind of competition, even if a fight is unavoidable, it will make him respectful. He nodded and said, "Then I'm looking forward to it."

"You'd better hurry up, I don't want to wait ten million years before I can challenge you!" Yuan Xingping waved his hand and led the team to leave.

If Ling Han misses the opening of Zhanchen Yuan this time, then the next time will be ten million years later. Although there are other places where he can cut the dust, he believes that a genius like Ling Han will definitely choose to cut the dust, even if it takes ten million years to do so.

Ling Han couldn't help touching his chin, why did everyone think that he would not be able to keep up with Zhan Chenyuan's opening? 8