Xin Qihu gave chase.
The murderous aura spurting from his eyes turned into substance, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura. The sky and earth around him collapsed piece by piece. He was as strong as five steps, and could eclipse the sky and the earth with just one move.
Such an existence really interferes with the balance of heaven and earth, no wonder he is hated by heaven and earth, but now that the world here is dead, it is impossible to impose any restrictions on him, allowing Xin Qihu to exert his full combat power.
He was faster than Ling Han, and he caught up with Ling Han in a short time.
Ling Han repeated his old trick and slashed towards Xin Qihu with another slash.
This time Xin Qihu was prepared, took out a long silver stick, and struck at the sword energy.
Bang, the sword energy was shattered and turned into broken shadows all over the sky. There was boiling evil energy, but it still had terrifying destructive power.
Xin Qihu did not dare to force his way in. What he was afraid of was not the powerful attack from the broken sword, but the terrifying evil spirit that could evolve into substance and cause harm to himself.
But the most genius of all time was not just talking about it. He didn't break through forcefully, but punched out, hitting the broken shadows, causing blood to appear on his fist again.
When Ling Han saw this, he didn't feel the slightest bit happy.
Because Xin Qihu knew that always being afraid of his sword energy would only be blocked by him forever. Xin Qihu wanted to change this result by trying to use his fists to defeat the evil energy.
If it were him, he would do the same, and take the initiative to adapt to this evil spirit. After all, it has been dispersed by the treasure weapon, and the lethality is incomparable.
However, Ling Han couldn't do anything, he could only escape.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Being chased by the most talented person in history like Xin Qihu, this kind of pressure was huge, maybe it could help him push to the extreme of the second step, and then take the third step.
This is also an opportunity for Ling Han, which always coexists with danger.
One ran away and the other chased. Whenever Xin Qihu came closer, Ling Han would attack with his broken knife to regain the time and space for himself to escape.
Ten days, a month, half a year, time continues to pass, but the two geniuses are still engaged in a pursuit battle.
Ling Han felt that the power in his body was becoming more and more pure, and he had a feeling that it was about to sublimate. And according to Xin Qihu, his adaptability to the evil energy was getting stronger and stronger, and it was very likely that he had crossed this threshold.
"Ling Han, how long can you run away?" Xin Qihu sneered.
He believed that in three days at most, he would be able to truly adapt to the threat of that evil spirit, and by then Ling Han would have no way to stop him.
-None of the people Xin Qihu wants to kill can escape.
Ling Han didn't answer, he had one last move.
Xin Qihu chased the tiger, and three days passed by in a flash. When Ling Han swung his sword again, he sneered. After destroying the sword energy with a stick, he continued to charge and rushed into the vast and broken shadow of the sword. among.
He still couldn't use the sword directly, but after breaking it, he was no longer afraid.
Phew, Xin Qihu came over and struck Ling Han with a sweeping sweep of his stick.
"Take a stick from me too!"
This stick was so terrifying, as if the entire plane was pressing towards Ling Han and could destroy everything.
-If Xin Qihu were placed in the medium plane, his attack would indeed be so powerful, and his five-step combat power would be comparable to the explosion in the medium plane.
It was impossible for Ling Han to stop him, the difference in combat power between the two sides was too great.
He no longer hesitated, and with a thought in his mind, wow, the figure suddenly disappeared.
Boom, Xin Qihu's stick hit everything empty.
what happened
Xin Qihu stopped, with a look of surprise on his face. If Ling Han tore open the space to escape, he could sense it. However, although this is a plane, it is a dead plane, without any rules, and it is in the void.
—How can you break through space in the void? How can there be any space for you to break through
"Did he break through the void and return to his original plane?" Xin Qihu murmured.
But that's not right. Without the guidance of plane coordinates, I don't know how to get out.
Weird, why did this kid disappear out of thin air
Xin Qihu stood for a long time before turning around and leaving. He would definitely find Ling Han again, and he would not give him any chance to escape. He could kill him instantly with one blow, or it would be a sneak attack.
Having reached such a height, do you still care about other people's opinions
…
Of course, Ling Han used the endless power of the plane in his body as a guide and returned directly to the plane.
Others can't do it, but he is different. He can travel around the metaworld at will.
Of course, what corresponds here is not the Flame Frost Plane, but a lower plane. Sensing the terrifying power in his body, the world reacted suddenly and unleashed numerous catastrophes to wipe him out.
Of course, this was a waste of effort, Ling Han didn't care, he frowned slightly, Xin Qihu was really shameless, he was obviously the most talented person in the world, but he didn't even dare to fight with him at the same level.
Therefore, Xin Qihu is not only a genius, but also a tyrant who only seeks results and does not care about the process.
As long as Ling Han dies, he doesn't care how he kills him.
Ling Han scratched his head. Even if he took three steps, he would probably be able to keep up with the opponent, or even be inferior. Only with the same four steps would he be confident enough to suppress the opponent.
There is no way, Xin Qihu himself is a peerless monster, how can he be ignored
"Get a few more big medicines, and I'll be sure to attack the three-step force." Ling Han murmured. Although becoming the third-step player can't suppress Xin Qihu, at least he has the qualifications to fight.
With a thought in his mind, he tore open the space and headed towards the mysterious plane in the void again.
It's just that it's easy to come out, but it's not so easy to go back, because there are no coordinates in that plane.
Ling Han entered the void, and then walked in that direction based on the memory in his heart.
His speed is very fast, but there is only endless energy storm in the void, and the scenery does not change at all. Even if he walks for a hundred or a thousand years, he seems to be standing still.
It's almost there.
Ling Han said to himself that after traveling for more than ten years, he finally had a feeling that the lost ancient plane was not far away.
But at this moment, an indescribable palpitation rose in his heart, and before he could make any reaction, a black whip was already whipped towards him.
Where did the whip come from in the void, and who could ambush him with such accuracy
Frantic!
Damn it, why did you encounter it again? Did it open this void? It just came.
Ling Han quickly tore open the space again. He wanted to escape from the void. Otherwise, if he fell into the hands of Madness, he really didn't know what the result would be.
He is not immortal in seven steps.
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In a certain medium plane, an immortal king is refining his immortal weapon in the crater of a volcano. He has been here for 200 million years and is only one step away from success.
There was excitement on his face. He cast the immortal weapon with his own hands, as if watching his own child being born. It was an indescribable joy and sense of accomplishment.
Poof!
He suddenly showed a look of shock, because a huge space suddenly appeared in the magma layer under the crater, with void energy surging, and this was not the most important thing, there was actually a man who fell out of it, with a bandage around his ankle. A black rope, if you look closely, seems to be some kind of tentacle, exuding incomparable evil.
Damn, what the hell is this