Chapter 3832 A Dry Well with No Bottom

Cangshan didn't dare to be careless. He didn't fight back immediately, but took a deep breath, and then turned his hands into claws, one front, one right, one yin and one yang, and there were two groups of brilliance in his palm, black and white. .

Huh, he finally shot, and the speed was extremely fast. Many people felt that they had lost sight of Cangshan.

They couldn't help being stunned. If Cangshan wanted to kill them, would one move be enough?

Ling Han just punched out at will, without using any immortal technique, just a simple punch.

But it was such a simple punch, but it hit Huanglong directly.

Bang, Cangshan was blasted out.

Huh? ah? ah?

Everyone was shocked again. What was the situation? Why did Cangshan fly again?

The first time can be said to be careless, but what about the second time? You already know the strength of Ling Han, but still take it lightly?

Impossible.

So there is only one reason, that is Ling Han is too powerful.

Hiss, the four peaks are powerless in front of him, how strong is this guy?

Five tripods? Six tripods?

There were several female cultivators here, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

The talented martial artist and the talented alchemist, the two together, the dazzling light even Gan Ping and Lin Qi could not hide.

Not far away, Cangshan climbed up from the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of viciousness, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

"Slow!" Ling Han stopped him, "Just leave like this?"

"What else do you want?" Cangshan was angry.

"Haha, I never like to provoke people, but after being provoked, if you don't kill your opponent, you have to convince him, and call me brother when you see me." Ling Han smiled, "Since everyone They are all senior brothers, so I won't kill you, I'll beat you to call me brother."

He shot and blasted towards Cangshan.

Although Cangshan is extraordinary, how can it be Ling Han's opponent?

Only the share of being ravaged constantly, suddenly screamed again and again.

Everyone is silent, secretly saying that Ling Han is really stubborn.

But they asked themselves, what would happen if it was themselves?

Many people are nodding, that must be doing, why should I be blackmailed by you?

"Are you satisfied?" Ling Han asked with a punch.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Cangshan certainly wouldn't admit defeat. Anyway, Ling Han didn't dare to kill him, so he could just keep going.

Ling Han was very patient and punched him with every punch. Every punch was extremely skillful, avoiding the key point of Cangshan, but maximizing the pain he suffered.

These ten punches and eight punches can be endured, but should it be like this all the time?

Cangshan couldn't bear it either, and he finally gave in.

"I'll take it." He closed his eyes and said, his face flushed.

Bang, another punch.

Cangshan opened his eyes, c'mon, I've already given up, are you still fighting?

"What did you forget?" Ling Han smiled slightly, but he punched him again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a dozen more punches, Cangshan finally realized his consciousness and said, "Brother, I'm done."

"Really convinced?"

"Really satisfied."

Ling Han nodded with satisfaction: "Go."

This time, Cangshan really had no temper at all. After getting up, he bowed to Ling Han and saluted, and then he turned around and left.

Everyone looked at Ling Han with awe. Cangshan was already unattainable in their eyes, but was ravaged by Ling Han like a dead dog. What kind of strength gap is this?

At this moment, I saw a person crawling out of the dry well.

"It's Wukan, he finally climbed up!" someone exclaimed.

This Wu Kan was the one who went down the well three days ago, and now he has finally climbed up.

Everyone looked at them and saw that Wu Kan had bruises on his hands and neck. What was even more terrifying was that there was a palm print on his cheek. Those slender and unreasonably long fingers were definitely not from Wu Kan. Kan himself printed it.

Could it be... is there a ghost in the well?

Everyone shuddered and hurriedly asked Wu Kan.

"What, three days?"

Wu Kan jumped up immediately, his face full of disbelief: "I only climbed for ten minutes."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, this must be hell, it is impossible for these people to remember the time wrong, it must be Wu Kan's mind that was confused, so he regarded three days as ten minutes.

"Also, what's going on on your face?" the crowd asked again.

"What's wrong with my face?" Wu Kan was at a loss.

Someone took out a mirror to show him, Wu Kan took a look at it, and was even more at a loss: "I have nothing on my face."

When everyone saw it, even more strange things appeared, the palm print on Wu Kan's face actually disappeared.

This is... so haunted.

"What did you see in the well?" Everyone asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a dry well." Wu Kan said.

"Are you in the end?"

"No." Wu Kan shook his head.

"Then why did you come back? Didn't you say you were going to the end?"

"Yeah." Wu Kan showed a puzzled look, looking very puzzled.

Ling Han was interested, he strode towards the dry well and looked down.

It was pitch-dark, and only a dozen feet deep could be seen, and further down there was only darkness.

Ling Han used the pupil technique again, this time he saw almost a hundred meters away, and then it was still pitch black.

He jumped up and down the well.

This well is very narrow, and it is difficult for one person to turn around, so Ling Han can only squeeze down slowly.

He quickly became impatient, the speed was too slow, he compressed his bones, and with the crackling sound, his body shrunk by half, and his body suddenly accelerated.

His hands pressed lightly on the wall of the well to maintain the current falling speed, so as not to accelerate so fast that he could not stop.

Falling and falling, the scene in front of me remains unchanged and monotonous.

Um?

Ling Han was startled suddenly, how long has it been?

A minute, an hour, or... a day?

Ling Han exerted strength with both hands, stopped himself, and looked down, it was still pitch black and bottomless.

He released his consciousness and saw a palm print on his cheek, and his fingers were extremely slender, making him inhuman at first glance.

Same as Ukan?

Ling Han reached out and stroked the well wall, sniffing at the same time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If you want to change someone, you will definitely be confused.

But unfortunately, he is not only an alchemist, but also a formation master.

It is difficult for these two identities to appear in one person, but he is such a freak.

Ling Han took out the monster core of the giant frog, put it in his mouth, opened the star light curtain at the same time, and then touched it on the wall of the well.

Yes, yes.

He slowly climbed down again, but stopped after reaching a hundred zhang, because he saw a small hole, which was impossible for his body to pass through.

It doesn't matter, Ling Han reduced his size again and fell into the cave.

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