The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1543 Heiman's Bloodliness!
Chapter 1543 Heiman's Bloodliness!
"Since that's the case, please send us out quickly, Xiaoyou Ling. As a member of the Xuanhuang Realm, we must contribute to our own."

Li Haoran cupped his hands, causing Lin Hantian to frown slightly. Now the outside world doesn't know what's going on, whether the demon world has invaded in large numbers.

However, with their current strength, it is obviously difficult to change anything.

Moreover, Ling Hantian had already planned to kill the devil, refine the heart of the devil to evolve the life palace into a world, break through to the saint and then go out.

What Li Haoran said is right, he is also a member of the Xuanhuang Realm, and he should contribute to the Xuanhuang Realm. If the Demon Realm really invades, then he must do his best to seal the passage.

However, the so-called sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. The troll in the demon world is so powerful. When he refines the heart of this troll, his strength will increase greatly. At that time, he will have more strength when he goes out to fight the troll.

After thinking up to this point, Ling Hantian looked at Li Haoran solemnly, "Old Li, I need a little time to refine the troll's heart now, and when I'm done, I'll take you out to kill the troll together!"

Hearing this, Li Haoran frowned slightly, but Ling Hantian had already said that, and it was useless for him to say anything more, as can be seen from the killing of the troll.

This son, once a decision is made, no one can change it.

Ling Hantian didn't procrastinate, he stepped aside, the cyan sapling shrouded the cyan light, thinking that even if these people wanted to have plans against him, they couldn't break through the defense, and then their eyes focused on the troll's heart.

His expression moved slightly, and the next moment, the Sumeru ring on his finger shone brightly, and a troll with a height of more than ten feet also suddenly appeared on the seventh floor of the earth.

"Another troll!"

At this moment, Li Haoran and the others were startled again, looking at the little troll completely sealed by the power of the world in amazement, their hearts once again stirred up waves.

Ling Hantian, why is there a troll with him?
Ling Hantian didn't care what the powers thought, the Hunyuan profound meaning gushed out, smashed the little troll's seal with one palm, and before the little troll could react, he grabbed his heart out with one claw.

Today's Ling Hantian's combat power is much stronger than when he first entered Jiuyou Sea. The little troll who was still very important at that time can only be easily killed in his hands now.

At this moment, two huge troll hearts were placed in the palms of the hands, and with Ling Hantian's thought, a purple-golden flame burst out of the palms of his hands.

This is the flame evolved from his powerful blood, and only this kind of flame can refine the troll's heart in the shortest time.

The purple-golden flames were beating slowly, and smears of dark devilish energy were refined, and as the devilish energy was refined, the troll's heart was also shrinking.

This kind of refinement lasted for three full days, and three days is nothing to these strong men who may have been in seclusion for more than ten years or even hundreds of years.

However, Li Haoran and others waited very hard, and there was always a shadow pressing on their chests.

At this moment, in Ling Hantian's hands, the two troll hearts seemed huge, but Ling Hantian's palm seemed to be able to hold a mountain.

The strong power of the world flows on it, like the torrent of the galaxy, and the powerful aura exuded makes Li Haoran and the others tremble with fear.

Saints need to evolve the life palace into the inner world. This is a huge hurdle. Many people are stuck on this hurdle all their lives, always stepping in the realm of Tianzun.

The gap between Tianzun and Saint lies in the use of the power of the world. At this time, Li Haoran and others all understand that Ling Hantian is going to evolve the life palace into the inner world and become a real saint-level powerhouse.

Ling Hantian, who has not become a saint, has the ability to compete with the late-stage powerhouse of the Holy Master, and even kill the late-stage powerhouse of the Holy Master. Once he becomes a saint, he does not know how powerful he will be.

Perhaps, it will be able to compete directly with the peak Holy Lord.

Under everyone's gaze, Ling Hantian opened his mouth wide, and the little troll's heart turned into viscous world power and poured into Ling Hantian's Palace of Fate.

At this moment, an earth-shattering change took place in Ling Hantian's Fate Palace. The originally seemingly boundless Fate Palace was gradually shrinking under the flow of the power of the world.

At this moment, the Hunyuan profound meaning emanating from Ling Hantian's soul platform is evolving in this world as if it had opened up the world.

Under the influence of the power of the world, the evolution of Hunyuan Profound Truth is like adding kerosene to dry wood, and it quickly evolves into various magical visions.

At this moment, around Ling Hantian, strange visions also appeared one after another. Sometimes thunder billowed, sometimes it was white, and sometimes the sky was filled with flames.

The terrifying power suddenly shocked Li Haoran and others with their mouths wide open.

"My God, is this the Heavenly Venerable Breakthrough Saint?"

"Awesome, even I can feel that I have realized a lot in his vision of world evolution."

All the semi-holy masters were amazed at this moment, and then someone sat down and watched Ling Hantian evolve into the world, and at the same time, he also followed suit to prove it.

"Haha, I have broken through to the Holy Master level!"

"Me too, ancestor, I have stayed in the half-step holy master for a hundred years, I didn't expect to break through here today because of Mr. Ling!"

Not long after, loud laughter resounded through the seventh space. Some experts who practiced cross-legged took this opportunity to perfect their own world and successfully broke through to the Holy Master level.

At this moment, Ling Hantian's world evolution has not yet ended, and he once again swallowed the heart of the giant troll.

This time, the power of the world in this heart is many times stronger than the heart of the little troll before.

The viscous power of the world almost split open half of Ling Han's genius-evolved small world. At this moment, the evolution of Hunyuan Profound Truth was also hindered.

Obviously, such a powerful world power is not something that the current Ling Hantian can bear. At this moment, Ling Hantian has a feeling that the small world is about to explode.

Once the small world is exploded, the blow he will receive will not be as simple as the failure of breaking through the saint. It is possible that under such an impact, even the body will be destroyed.

"Oops, Mr. Ling's world evolution has changed!"

At this moment, the vision around Ling Hantian froze, and a terrifying force was like the front end of the universe's imminent explosion. Long Zangzi turned pale with shock, and then retreated towards the edge area.

He had a feeling that if Ling Hantian really failed, the space on the seventh floor would definitely not be able to bear it and would collapse.

Li Haoran also seemed to have seen a ghost, and hurriedly fled towards the distance. In a short time, only Hei Man and Hei Ye were left on the scene.

"Xiao Heiman, let's go and avoid it first!"

Hei Ye thought about his choice of words, and tugged on La Heiman's sleeve. The aura emanating from Ling Hantian's body was really terrifying.

"Male Gobi, if you want to get out, get out, I, Heiman, will never step away from the young master!"

At this moment, Hei Man's neck was red, and he didn't even give Hei Ye any face. Not only did he not leave, but he jumped up to Ling Hantian and sat down.

"Ling Hantian, listen to me, if you can't survive, Heiman will die with you!"

At this moment, for the first time in many years, Heiman didn't call Ling Hantian a young master, but directly called him by his name. His red eyes showed his determination at this moment.

(End of this chapter)