Four Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight Chapters Fake Ninth Form to Real Ninth Form

Emperor Han couldn't believe it, shock was written all over his face.

His original name was not Emperor Han, but the word "Emperor" represented a special meaning. Who would dare to take it randomly?

This is the name that he changed for himself after he showed his strong talent in martial arts. It contains his great ambition, hoping to become an emperor one day.

His talent is only a little bit inferior to the golden generation, and now he has advanced to the eighth form with his own efforts. It can be said that, except for the level, he really has to lose the golden generation.

But now, there are actually people who can surpass themselves in a battle of the same rank.

hiss!

Emperor Han's pride was shattered to pieces, and at this moment, he became very dazed.

how is this possible? Impossible!

"Death!" Emperor Han shouted, and he killed him again. Kunpeng's phantom moved, swallowing the sky and eating the earth, and he himself swooped in. The Dao burned and turned into a world-destroying flame, with boundless terror.

Ling Han is indifferent. As a world most likely only a ninth-shaped master, does he need to care?

He has always been the only one who has won against the realm. Now his realm is still higher than Emperor Han. No matter how amazing you are, how can you fight for your life, it will have no effect at all.

However, Ling Han is quite interested in this Kunpeng phantom, which can shake the soul. This is a soul-level immortal art.

This has the same effect as the suffocating attack. It is a pity that the emperor has secret treasures on his body, which can block negative effects. Otherwise, Ling Han can compare with the other party to see whose soul attack is more powerful.

boom! boom! boom!

Emperor Han was desperate, but so what, even in a battle of the same rank, his strength is much inferior to Ling Han, not to mention that he is still a small realm worse.

After a few moves, he was suppressed, and he was still at an absolute disadvantage.

How to do?

Emperor Han gritted his teeth secretly. He knew the rules of the dark battlefield. Once the battle of life and death was started, it was impossible to stop. One person had to die in the battle.

——Lin Yun is a precedent, what about the emperor, people don’t show face at all.

So, he can only rely on himself.

Desperately?

Emperor Han was a little reluctant to give up, he finally cultivated to the eighth form. Only when he has truly reached such a height will he know how difficult it is. Once again, he is completely unsure that he can succeed again.

But if you don't work hard, there is only one dead end.

Fight.

Emperor Han let out a loud roar, Boom, he burst out with a terrifying breath, and his strength actually increased again, like boiling water, and all the people watching the battle felt their chests panic, and all of them were pale and ugly.

"This is... the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm!" In the box, Wan Yulong and the others all exclaimed, they are the Spirit Transformation Realm, so just feel it and you will understand.

But how is it possible, even though Emperor Han has reached the eighth form, he completely crushed them at the beginning, as long as he stepped into the evolutionary spiritual realm, he could instantly kill them into scum.

But if you don't enter the spirit transformation for a day, it is only the true self after all, and it is impossible to compare with the transformation spirit.

"Could it be... the ninth form!" Gongyang Bo said, his voice trembling.

Really envious, jealous, and hateful, the ninth form only exists in the realm of legends!

Mi Qingdie was very worried at first, but now she is elated. She showed a proud look: "Han Emperor is indeed the silver generation. Next, he will show his power and kill that Huang Tian!"

Sha Tianlei had been silent before, and then he said: "Han Emperor should not have reached the ninth form, but used the burning emperor's blood as a medium to forcibly detonate a real self, and then temporarily rushed to the ninth form."

"It's a very heavy price.

After that, his cultivation level will drop to the seventh form, and if he wants to reshape his true self, this is not to re-cultivate the true self, but to go through the previous realm. "

Huh, is that so?

But everyone knows that Sha Tianlei's knowledge is the most profound. Since he said so, it is estimated that this is the case.

Also, this is justified.

Mi Qingdie's pride suddenly collapsed, but after a while, she immediately said again: "Even if Emperor Han falls to the seventh form, he is still the top genius in the world, almost no one can compare!"

"Furthermore, since he can cultivate to the eighth form, this time he also temporarily touched the ninth form, maybe he breaks and stands up, and he can really cultivate into the ninth form in the future!"

is it possible?

It sounds very inspirational to break and then stand up, but most people will be abandoned after they are broken, and there is no possibility of standing up again.

"However, Emperor Han should have won this time." Zuwaan said with a smile, he had an inexplicable hatred for Ling Han.

"Well." At this point, the five second-generation ancestors had the same understanding, and nodded in unison.

The ninth form... can only exist in legends.

Boom, Emperor Han was driving the boundless power of terror and bombarded towards Ling Han, and Dao turned into a divine soldier that covered the sky.

Ling Han was amazed: "It's really decisive, even the real me is willing to self-destruct."

"Die!" Emperor Han's face was hideous. Don't look at him now that he has entered the ninth form of combat power, but for this moment's prestige, he paid a heavy price. Can he rush to the eighth form in the future? is a big problem.

Therefore, even if he gets the Emperor Sutra from Ling Han, it is not necessarily whether he can make up for his loss.

This time, it was really a big loss.

That's why he wanted to kill Ling Han even more urgently.

Ling Han shook his head, punched again and again, and a heavenly saber emerged, slashing towards Emperor Han.

"Break it for me!" Of course Emperor Han would not be cowardly, he is now the ninth form of combat power, who in the world can stop him?

However, he immediately showed a look of shock - the number of times he was shocked today is estimated to have caught up with the sum of his previous life.

Boom, under the slashing of the Heavenly Sabre, all Dao rules and energy groups are broken open, and there is no qualification for confrontation!

What, what!

Emperor Han couldn't believe that he was now in the ninth form. His combat power even broke the barrier of the Spirit Transformation Realm and rushed to a whole new level, but facing Ling Han's Heavenly Sword, he was actually destroyed?

how is this possible!

"Ah!" Emperor Han screamed and was slashed back by the Heavenly Sword, and blood burst out from his body.

This is also due to the fact that he is also the ninth form of combat power, otherwise, he will definitely be killed by this heavenly sword.

"It's weird, isn't it?" Ling Han said with a faint smile, "You just relied on self-destruction to get into the ninth form temporarily, but I...is the real ninth form!"

Depend on! Depend on! Depend on!

Emperor Han only felt as if the sky was falling, and he finally entered the eighth form, thinking that he could look down on the world and catch up with the golden generation, and from then on he truly had the qualification to attack the throne.

But what about now?

Out of a monster, actually reached the ninth form.

God, is this possible? How could it be so perverted?

"Okay, you can hit the road!" Ling Han said calmly.