
Rong Huan Xuan exclaimed, hurriedly hiding in the bronze coffin. He naturally now knew that things were not right, but the Demon Nativity Sword was not a fake, and he still wanted it. However, the presence of black smoke and the patterns that appeared on his body were completely the same, so he would not dare to let it get close, naturally hiding in the bronze coffin at once.
As for his arm and the Demon Birth Sword, he would claim it back with time.
His ideas were very optimistic, but the reality was too cruel!
The speed of the black smoke was much faster than the speed at which he hid.
Ling Han could dodge in time because he only needed to think about entering the Black Tower, but Rong Huan Xuan couldn't; he had to crawl into the bronze chest, instead, and the speed of the two could not be compared at all.
Xiu, he still had not entered the bronze coffin, but black smoke had already entered his body.
He started, but the black smoke didn't seem as dynamic as he thought. He still managed to get inside the bronze chest, and with a clang, the coffin lid; he would use the old method to repel Demonic Qi.
With a thud, the chest continued to flinch and black characters flashed across the body of the chest, becoming increasingly violent as if about to explode.
But suddenly, the coffin, it didn't move.
Pa, the coffin opened, and Rong Huan Xuan appeared again without any change. His severed arm was still bleeding, but his expression was very calm. In his eyes was a black light, and with a close look, it was actually the shadow of the moon and stars.
Gushing Rank Spring martial artist could actually have the reflection of the moon and stars in his eyes — how amazing it was.
"This body may not be truly satisfying, but it can hardly be used," Rong Huan Xuan muttered and peered at the severed elbow; black smoke immediately surged from the severed area.
A terrifying scene appeared; his right hand grew at a visible speed!
Ling Han was inside the Black Tower, but he saw and heard what was happening outside clearly.
Rong Huan Xuan was no longer the real Rong Huan Xuan, but was possessed by consciousness in black smoke.
What a frightening skill!
At least, to Ling Han's knowledge, even a Heaven Tier or Shattering Void Tier cultivator could have someone; otherwise, the Destroyed Tier Void warriors in this world would breed like flies, instead, become more and more with each generation, because they will never die.
Gods!
Ling Han thought of what the Asura Demon Emperor said about the god being suppressed here. It seemed that it was not wrong, but the god was not the Origin Chaos God, but the Asura Demon Emperor himself!
No wonder he had urged Ling Han and Rong Huan Xuan to take out the Demon Birth Sword to break open the restrictions, and in the end, he did not even hesitate to bring out Demonic Qi to stop Ling Han from stopping Rong Huan Xuan.
"So you're Ling Han!" Mumbled Rong Huan Xuan — it seems that he gained Rong Huan Xuan's memories after possessing his body. He chuckled and said, "Get out, I know you're still here!"
Pausing for a moment and seeing that there was no movement around him, he could only snort and say, "I know you obtained a God Tool. Only the God Tool can contain living beings .. hehe, based on your experience, you can't possibly know .. Let this master teach you a proper lesson today!
This master could run amok on the heavenly plane back in those days; my knowledge of the God Tools exceeded yours indefinitely! As long as this master finds it, I can fix it, and you can die in there!
Hmph, since you want to waste time, then this master will find you!
He shouted lightly, and a gust of Demonic Qi burst out from his body and floated around him, clearly searching for the whereabouts of the Black Tower.
Ling Han naturally heard everything, and could not help but be a little nervous. After all the Asura Demon Emperor was a god, although now he was only ninth in order of his body … Ling Han was curious about that — didn't he say that this place was pressing on one of his arms? How can it be black smoke? No matter what, that skinny camel was bigger than a horse; he definitely had strong abilities.
For example, Ling Han still had a piece of inheritance as a former warrior from Heaven Level – sharpness and judgment that was not inferior to them in his previous life.
"Don't worry, this guy is just a sheep in wolf's clothing." The Little Tower suddenly appeared, and evaluated, "He's been depressed for too long, and his soul is incomplete. If he wanted to recover the strength he had, he would have to recover his soul first; his battle power was now mostly moving the physical body. The Demon Qi that entered the body had mostly increased its battle power, but it would not reach a ridiculous level. "
"What do you mean, I can compete with him?" Ling Han was automatically interested in battle.
The Little Tower looked at him closely, trembled lightly, and said, "Unless you borrow my power, you will not be his rival."
So he has to use the Black Tower's once-time power-up now?
Ling Han shook his head. It's not worth — use the best steel to make the knife edge. Since the Asura Demon Emperor needed to gather the nine parts of his soul to reappear as a god, then he could not create too many disturbances; it was not like there were no strong cultivators in the vast land.
"However, you can refine the Demonic Qi," the Little Tower suddenly said. "It can at least increase your cultivation by three layers and strengthen your physique. The indestructible Heaven Scroll will likely be able to reach the Rock Cliff Level."
Ling Han nodded, sitting cross-legged at once. He waved his right hand, and a lump of Demonic Qi appeared before him.
Inside the Black Tower, he was a god.
"Strim!" he muttered, and with a bang, the Demon Qi disappeared, enveloping him like mist.
This is the energy that is processed by the gods. Even with that lump, Ling Han would never be able to fix it normally; perhaps someone at the Shattering Void Tier would have a chance to succeed, either, but someone at the Gushing Spring Tier definitely could not do it.
However, in the Black Tower, he was omnipotent; so what if it was the energy processed by a god? It could only be silent and refined by him.
"Ughhh!" The Demon Lord entered his body; ling Han immediately groaned, and his body swelled up one fold, turning him fatty. The energy in Demonic Qi was too much. . . After all it was from the God Level — even though it was only a little, it was still very powerful.
The Strange Flame immediately became agitated, sending Ling Han thoughts about wanting to "feed."
Ling Han was originally somewhat "filled," so he naturally did not mind sharing a little. As a result, a ferocious fire was released from his left hand, and then it immediately disappeared; the Strange Fire had already stopped all movement.
So full of exploding?
Ling Han swept over with heavenly sense and stopped worrying. Strange Fire probably absorbed the powerful energy and was now in a hibernation state to absorb it easily. When it awakens, it can definitely turn into a higher level.
Without worry, Ling Han speeded up, absorbing the energy.
His spring eyes widened, his physique improved, even his soul grew slightly!