forbidden place

The rest naturally didn't dare to come forward to die without thinking anymore, and turned around one by one, running away like frightened birds and beasts.

Although the scorpion puppets are powerful, they don't have the ability to clone themselves. It is impossible to catch up with them all and kill them one by one. Han Hui just manipulated the puppets and killed a few.

A few miles away, he felt the pain of tearing his soul. His realm is not enough. If it is not relying on the magical light in the soul, he will not be able to manipulate the puppet. Now, even if he manipulates it reluctantly, it will show disadvantages , can't be too far away from the puppet, otherwise, the soul will be torn and the control over the puppet will be lost.

Immediately stop the puppet's continued attack and summon the puppet back. After the puppet returned, it took a full cup of tea before Hanhui's soul stopped the pain.

This time, he also dispelled the idea of ​​controlling all puppets and building an army of puppets. This is too unrealistic, and his soul will collapse if he is not careful.

However, what is so strange about this ancient tomb? Why is there such a powerful puppet?What era are these puppets?How could it be buried in this obscurity?

Could the sudden cooperation of the Seven Sects and the Six Bandits have something to do with these puppets?

He cautiously explored the vicinity of the ancient tomb. I don't know how big the ancient tomb is. There is a hole in the place facing the valley. Looking in, there is a hole in the depth of ten feet, which is made of bronze. It is mottled.

From the conversations of those people, Han Hui knew the horror of this ancient tomb, several people had already fallen here, even though he had puppets to protect him, he didn't have the slightest confidence.

You know, this terrifying puppet was produced in this ancient tomb, and so many were found only on the outside, how terrifying must it be inside the ancient tomb?

With a thought in his mind, the scorpion puppet following behind swung its tail and entered the cave like a fish.

Although the bronze scorpion puppet looked bulky and full of power, it was not clumsy when it moved, at least a hundred times better than Han Hui's body skills.

This is the reason why Han Hui ventured to talk about the reality of this ancient tomb. With these scorpion puppets, the owner of this place is definitely beyond the existence of Qi practitioners.

Beyond Qi practitioners, he is a real person who makes people look up to him. He cultivates the truth, discards the false and preserves the true!

The real man is the real man, all living beings are just reeds that can think, and a gust of wind can break a piece.

According to the memory in Han Hui's mind, the birth of a real person can create a super sect, and the twelve sects of Middle Earth are because there are real people in each sect.

Every real person has earth-shattering power, and when he travels to the North Sea in the evening, with a thought, he can take the head of a person thousands of miles away with a flying sword.

No matter how many scorpion puppets Han Hui has, if he encounters such a person, life and death are just a matter of his thoughts.

Of course, it is impossible for such a person to care about Han Hui. There are millions of disciples in the natural sect, and Han Hui is just the most peripheral and least valued person.

The former king of the underworld, the god of stealing gods, and Gai Dai hacker, even if he came to another world, he couldn't be content with peace, and he definitely wanted to return to the top of the world.

The scorpion puppet walked to the copper door without a sound, without touching any restrictions, Han Hui's heart relaxed, his body moved, and he also floated into the cave and came to the copper door.

The bronze gate was several feet high, extremely imposing, embedded in the stone wall, Han Hui stretched out the long sword in his hand, and stabbed tentatively towards the nearby stone wall.

He didn't dare to stab directly at the bronze gate. If there was any powerful restriction, it would be wrong to kill him. This is a tomb that surpasses the existence of Qi practitioners, and I don't know how many secrets it hides.

The long sword pierced the stone wall all of a sudden, with a "crack", the light flickered, and Han Hui felt an electric current pass through the long sword into his palm, and the whole person was shot flying out.

The green steel sword that had made great military exploits for him and helped him kill a large number of opponents, and which had been with him since he crossed over, was also shattered and turned into a sky full of light.

After a long time, Han Hui stood up from the ground, rubbed his right hand holding the sword, felt a bit of fear in his heart, and completely understood why so many people just guarded this place and did not dare to go in.

If he hadn't advanced to the late stage of Qi Condensation, or stayed in the early stage of Qi Condensation, he would have died this time.

Such a powerful restriction!

At that moment, Han Hui saw that the entire bronze door was shining with light, covered by dense restrictions, he couldn't see how many restrictions there were, and wanted to break them one by one. With his skill, he didn't know how long it would take , maybe the other side's reinforcements have already arrived, but he is still trapped outside the door.

The people coming this time must be masters, at least they are not something he can resist in the late stage of Qi Condensation. They must move quickly and strive to break through.

Turning around, Han Hui didn't hesitate at all, with firm eyes, resisting the huge temptation, stretched out his hand to move the scorpion puppet, put it in his palm, put it in his arms, and stepped out of the cave with one step. Hundreds of feet away, the body is like relying on emptiness to resist the wind.

Although the late stage of condensing qi is not as good as the peak of condensing qi, it can condense qi into solid and slide away without touching the ground, but it can also leap a hundred feet.

This oasis has a radius of several thousand miles. Compared with the earth where Hanhui is located, it is indeed vast, comparable to a country, but in this desert, it is as small as a grain of sand.

If there is no flying treasure, it is impossible to go out, even if this oasis is on the edge of the desert.

When they came, some masters of the sword sect sent them over with a cloud sword boat, to practice in this small oasis, or to take risks in the surrounding desert.

Now, Han Hui was abandoned here by them. If he goes out alone, he must be lost in the desert. Not to mention that poisonous insects and beasts are hard to defend against, but the wind and sand all over the sky can kill him.

He wanted to find a place to hide, and wait for other masters of the Sword Sect to come or improve their strength, and grab a treasure.

"It is falsely accused that I have a nine-star treasure, I must get a nine-star treasure for you to see! A treasure that is more brilliant than the Yunxiao sword boat!" Han Hui thought fiercely in his heart as he was speeding forward.

Based on his current state, he is soaring freely, ordinary people can see it, and he will soon be hundreds of miles away from this mountain.

There was smoke from cooking not far away, and Han Hui came to a village, which was a good place to hide himself. He lurked and entered a farmhouse quietly.

When he came out of the farmer's house again, the tattered Taoist robes on his body had disappeared, replaced by the aboriginal clothes here.

The clothes that people wear here are basically linen or animal skins, and it is impossible to make silk and satin in this barren land in the desert.

He just stole clothes from here, so naturally he can no longer stay here, Han Hui was wearing linen clothes, his figure flashed in mid-air, across the village, and disappeared.

In the middle of the night, Han Hui found a forest, sat cross-legged on a big tree surrounded by several people, and changed into linen clothes, which was just the first step to conceal his identity. There is a lot of wind and clouds here, I don't know how many masters have appeared, those people can tell at a glance that they are Qi practitioners, even with the help of scorpion puppets, they are not sure of victory.

You must find a way to hide the aura of a Qi trainer on your body!

After thinking about it for a long time, I still haven't found any technique to hide my cultivation in my mind. This Han Hui is just a young disciple of Jianzong. Even if there is a way to hide his cultivation, it must be very low-level, and he can't hide it from a real master at all. .

Around midnight, Han Hui, who was squatting on the tree, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and a whimsical thought crossed his mind.

Ban!

The restriction on the scorpion puppet is the highest method he has come into contact with. It surpasses all his skills in Jianzong by countless times. Start here.

A series of winding forbidden patterns circulated in his heart. Together, these secret patterns can turn the extremely powerful scorpion puppet into a statue that a child can play with, showing infinite magic. If it can be used on his body, It would be wonderful to seal all the true energy in one's body and become an ordinary person whose depth cannot be seen by anyone.

He didn't dare to try blindly. After all, he didn't have any basis for restraint. If he accidentally turned himself into a scorpion puppet, shrinking it countless times, it would be a big deal to become a doll.

Around the sea of ​​qi in the dantian, a small chain quietly formed, which Han Hui formed after countless analysis attempts. This chain twists and turns like a small dragon.

After forming, it swayed non-stop, as if to seal and suppress everything, Han Hui urged the chain, and moved towards the dantian Qi sea to cover it.

The sound of "rumbling" came from the dantian, and the sea of ​​qi in the dantian soared instantly, and the true energy was high, like a big dragon descending from the sky, coming to the ocean, overwhelming everything and suppressing everything.

The big dragon was attached to the dantian all of a sudden, and the strange power spread out, and the entire sea of ​​​​qi was like an ocean that froze in an instant.

The meridians of Han Hui's body also withered in an instant, like hibernating earthworms, dead still!

At this moment, Han Hui was sitting on the tree, and the moment he sealed his dantian Qihai, his body softened, he staggered, and almost fell from the tree.

Stretching out his hand and pressing on the branch, his hands felt limp, without any real energy, as if he had become an ordinary person in one breath!

"I'm really a genius, whether it's on Earth or in this cultivation world!" Han Hui thought triumphantly.

He created his own exercises just after arriving here, and it was inevitable that his heart would surge.

"This set of exercises is like a dragon that calms the sea. It calms all the waves. It's called Zhenhai Secret Art!" Hugging a tree branch, Han Hui gave the first set of exercises he created a name.