Chapter 4275: The Strange Old Man

It was only then that Ling Han discovered that although the darkness invaded at an astonishingly fast speed, while the speed of the gray-clothed old man was slow, but after he built the stone house, the darkness had not yet rushed over.

Boom, at this moment, endless darkness struck.

Ling Han thought for a while, then moved towards the stone house.

His curiosity was too great to know what was going on.

But after he entered the stone house, he was surprised to find that there was no sign of the old man here?

Only this simple stone house exudes radiance, as if telling that what Ling Han experienced before was not a dream, but a real thing.

What about people?

Disappeared out of thin air, just as he appeared out of thin air.

Ling Han released his spiritual sense, but his spiritual sense didn't work at all in the dark, it was completely isolated.

What about underground?

It's useless, the consciousness seems to have touched a layer of elastic membrane, and it can't flow through at all.

Blood slime?

Ling Han frowned, where did this gray-clothed old man come from, who is he, and why did he come to repair this stone house?

When the darkness passed, Ling Han destroyed the stone house again, and this time, he smashed every stone into pieces.

Then he waited.

As the day passed, darkness came as promised.

The gray-clothed old man reappeared. This time, Ling Han had been watching carefully, but he still couldn't catch the old man's trace, as if he had been here all along, but he just discovered it just now.

Hehe, the stones are all turned into powder now, what should you do?

However, the gray-clothed old man just stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the stone powder all over the ground was stirred up, and then condensed together, and then, big stones reappeared.

Then it was the same as yesterday, the old man slowly built the stone house.

This time, Ling Han could see clearly that the speed of the darkness seemed to be tens of thousands of times slower, including his movements, as if they had been frozen, only the slow movements of the old man were not affected.

Some kind of rule force?

Ling Han thought that as long as he fully grasped the rules of the earth, it would be an extremely simple matter to transform the stone between powder and solid.

But this, at least requires the cultivation base of a saint.

Is this old man in gray a saint?

What a joke, saints are excluded here, otherwise, old man Jiushan would be willing to come with him and protect the way for this extremely valued disciple.

Moreover, the saint has nothing to do, so he builds a stone house here all day long?

Ling Han was extremely curious, seeing that the stone house was about to be erected, he quickly spread his body and walked towards the stone house.

However, although the old man's speed was slow, he was even slower. He obviously used a few feet away, but he was like a tortoise crawling towards the stone house at an extremely slow speed.

At this time, the gray-clothed old man had already finished building the stone house. He turned his head and smiled at Ling Han. The smile was so strange that Ling Han felt hairy again.

Phew, his speed suddenly increased, no, it should be said that it seemed that the effect of slowing down time had disappeared, and he returned to his normal speed.

Ling Han entered the stone house, but he didn't see the old man in gray again.

He shook his head, the gray-clothed old man's cultivation should be far above that, as he can slow down other people's time, it can be seen that the gap is as big as the sky.

This place... seems to have deep water.

Ling Han stayed in the stone house for a long time, after the "light" of the day, he did not destroy the stone house again, because it was meaningless.

He went on the road again, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

Ahead, there were still stone houses. After seven days, Ling Han finally walked out of the forest.

A big river appeared in front of him, only a hundred feet wide, but so long that it couldn't be seen at a glance.

Ling Han walked to the river, and saw black gas surging above the river, turning into figures, old and young, male and female, as if all kinds of things in the world could be seen here.

He walked along the river, heading upstream.

After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a small boat in the river ahead.

Huh?

He stared, this boat is really very small, it should be said that it is more suitable for a small boat, and there is only one person on the boat, judging from his figure, it should be a man, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a bamboo hat in his hand. Holding a long pole.

Ling Han felt absurd, in such a strange river, there was a boatman?

The boat was going downstream, of course it was fast, and it came near Ling Han in an instant. The boatman picked up the bamboo hat and glanced at Ling Han.

Ling Han's heart tightened involuntarily, the boatman's eyes were cloudy white, and his skin was even more bluish white, like a corpse that had been dead for many years.

Swipe, the boat is fast, and it is already sailing by quickly.

What is this dark cloud hell?

Infinite curiosity surged in Ling Han's heart, but he knew that his current cultivation base was too weak, and he was not qualified to investigate all this at all.

"Get stronger! Get stronger!"

He suppressed all curiosity and strode forward.

Because many people entered the Dark Cloud Hell and went to experience in the city of death. Although most of these people died in it, there were also a few people who left alive. Naturally, there will be some information about the Dark Cloud Hell.

Therefore, Ling Han knew that as long as he walked along this river, the city of death would be at the end.

Walking and walking, although the journey was long, fortunately, no enemies were encountered. Nine days later, Ling Han finally came to the end of the river.

I saw a majestic big city in front of me, and the river flowed out from a corner of the city wall.

city ​​of the dead.

This is really a big city, even with Ling Han's eyesight, he couldn't see the end at a glance, it was completely wrapped in the black metal city wall.

Just like this, Ling Han couldn't easily go in, he walked around the city, and after walking for a while, he finally found the city gate.

He strode over and saw a group of people guarding the gate of the city, all of them were Foundation Establishment practitioners.

The lineup of this foundation building gatekeeper can be said to be quite luxurious.

However, it should start from the Shengdan Realm, so that outsiders can come here alive, otherwise, the previous black hole is enough to tear people into pieces.

Therefore, these people were either brought in by the strong, or they were natives here.

After countless years, this city of death was created out of nothing, and the people who entered it from generation to generation also lived here, gave birth to offspring, and lived endlessly.

"Hey, are you new here?" Seeing Ling Han approaching, the guards stared at him for a while, then asked.

Ling Han smiled: "I don't have words engraved on my face, how do you know I'm new here?"

"Your face is so white, you can tell it's an outsider at a glance!" A guard laughed, "In another month, if your boy is still alive, if you still look like this, I will chop off the bird and give it to you .”