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The silver generation also frowned. Even if they fought at the same rank, in front of such power, they could only shy away from it. If they tried to be tough, they would definitely be hit hard.

Feng Miaoling also nodded. No wonder this generation of emperors is known as the golden generation. Indeed, this is much stronger than the emperors she has seen before.

After an era of depression, it really ushered in a big rebound.

She sighed in her heart.

boom!

On the other side, Guan Xinghan was boiling with murderous aura, pushing the grinding discs one by one and slamming them towards Ling Han.

Ling Han didn't take it hard, after all, the realm gap was huge.

The limit of his combat power is estimated to be a five-star leader level, and it is still an ordinary level, but Guan Xinghan is not only an eight-star leader, but also a golden generation.

With such power, who can stop it?

boom! boom! boom!

Guan Xinghan attacked furiously, while Ling Han was powerless to fight back. This was not a level battle at all.

However, Ling Han still tried his best to create the possibility of the impossible. He spread his wings, and even if the fighting area was limited, he still tried to change his body shape in this area, and then took the opportunity to fight back.

Among the ten moves, he can return one or two moves.

This is the result of taking a few steps on his own martial path, otherwise, he would never have the chance to fight back against such an opponent.

Although Ling Han fell behind, everyone only admired and feared.

How big is the gap between the two?

There are several small realms, not to mention a large realm, but what?

Although Ling Han was at a disadvantage, he was still fighting back as much as possible.

What if Ling Han entered the sect master level?

Not to mention defeating Guan Xinghan, at least he has the qualifications to match, right?

This, this, just entering the sect master level, you can be comparable to the golden generation that represents the strongest in this realm, what kind of evildoer?

Guan Xinghan's murderous aura was even more blazing, he must kill Ling Han, firstly to solve the problem, and secondly to get the other party's secret.

If he can go a step further, he can dominate the golden generation. If the throne is not in his hands, who else is qualified?

But no matter what he did, Ling Han was slippery like a loach, and he couldn't strike a fatal blow to completely solve Ling Han.

After fighting for a long time, Ling Han was covered in sweat, and there were several scars on his body.

After all, the opponent is too strong, and it is impossible for him not to be injured.

After fighting for a long time, Ling Han withdrew from the battle group, expressing abandonment of the battle.

No one casts contempt, the Spirit Transformation Realm battle leader level, or the golden generation of the eight-star, and it has been fighting for nearly a day, this is not a defeat, isn't it a huge victory?

This is a monster!

Seeing Ling Han standing proudly, Guan Xinghan almost did not suppress his killing intent and continued to chase after Ling Han.

However, firstly, he had to worry that there was still a mysterious messenger here, and secondly, he had also learned Ling Han's movement technique. If Ling Han fled with all his strength, he would not be able to catch up.

So, he was not impulsive.

"Fengyi Tianxiang!" All the emperors said in their hearts, and the idea of ​​winning Ling Han was even more fiery.

This man is a walking treasure,

The inheritance of the real dragon, the inheritance of the real phoenix, and even the inheritance of the Tianluo Holy Emperor may all be in Ling Han's hands.

Ling Han has no regrets. He finally played against the high-end golden generation. It is very strong, but it is far from enough to make him jealous.

In a battle of the same rank, he can easily abuse it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't get the Qingfeng Order." He said in his heart, "Even if I don't take the emperor's path, I still have the confidence to become an emperor, not to mention that I just lack a Qingfeng Order."

He found a restaurant and planned to go on the road after a good meal and continue his adventure on the imperial road.

After the wine and vegetables were served, he hadn't had a few mouthfuls when he saw a child walking over and drooling at the table full of dishes.

Ling Han couldn't help but smile: "Hungry? Come, sit down."

The kid was really rude, he immediately sat down, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed the vegetables to eat.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, the child said to Xiao Er, "Bring me a wine bowl for this old man."

Huh?

Ling Han is not surprised that the child wants to drink, but the voice of this opening is old, not like a child at all.

what the hell?

"Young man, the old man has been observing you for a long time." The child said old-fashionedly.

Ling Han chuckled: "Little brat, how old are you this year?"

"Bah, the old man just practiced a strange skill, and he will become a child for a few days every three hundred years. When it comes to his real age, this old man is more than enough to be your grandfather." The child said proudly.

Ling Han gritted his teeth, even if this kid didn't lie, he was still very ill. He wanted to be his grandfather when he came up, is there such a thing as taking advantage of it?

"Cannibalism has a short mouth, don't you even have this common sense?" he laughed.

At this time, Xiao Er brought the wine bowl, the child filled it up for himself, and immediately started drinking.

boom.

He put the wine bowl heavily on the table and praised: "Good wine!"

Ling Han doesn't care, no matter if you are a child or an old man, since he said to invite, then he is invited.

"Hey, aren't you curious about the old man's background?" The child couldn't help but asked actively.

"If you want to say it, you will naturally say it. If you don't want to say it, it's no use if I ask." Ling Han smiled.

"You must not look like a young man with great vigor." The child said.

"You don't look like a child at all, you are old-fashioned." Ling Han shook his head.

The child couldn't help but emphasize: "The old man is not a child, it's just because of the exercises he cultivates, and it has temporarily become like this."

"You said it, my memory is also very good, no need to repeat." Ling Han smiled.

"I'm so pissed off!" The child gasped, took out a token, and slapped it on the table, "Here, take it."

This token is dark blue in color, and I don't know what material it is made of. It looks like stone, like gold and not gold.

Ling Han's heart moved: "Qingfeng Order?"

"Not bad." The child became proud again, as if you were coming to worship me.

Ling Han took a moment and put away the Qingfeng Order.

"You're done in one go?" The child almost jumped up.

"Thank you?" Ling Han said tentatively.

The child was speechless, as if he had lost his temper all of a sudden, and only after a while said: "You are not curious, why did the old man give you the Qingfeng Order?"

"Why?" Ling Han asked.

"The old man is asking you!" The child got angry again.

"How do I know." Ling Han spread his hands, "That's what you think, I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

This... seems to make sense.

The child sighed, it seems that he is not Ling Han's opponent at all when it comes to bickering, so he should not bring shame on himself.

You see, he was shaking with anger, but Ling Han didn't even change his expression.

"The strongest person can get the Qingfeng Token, not the strongest in the absolute sense, but the relative strongest." The child explained, "You, invincible at the same rank, have the Qingfeng Token, you deserve it!"

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