Long-life cultivation, mortal cultivation, low-profile cultivation.
Having transmigrated to another world for decades, Ye Han was still an obscure rogue cultivator.
He diligently worked...
Ye Han naturally had no fear at all.
Fight with all your might.
In this way, time passed by little by little.
Before I knew it, three days had passed.
During these three days, Ye Han fought frantically.
The opponents chosen are also becoming stronger and stronger.
Even at the end, a man in white killed him instantly with one move.
This made him feel deeply moved.
The Heavenly God Pavilion is worthy of being the most powerful force in Wanyang Mountain. It is indeed terrifying.
However, it was also during the constant battles that he gained a clearer understanding of his own strength and continued to improve it.
finally.
On the fifth day.
Ye Han stopped.
Slowly take off the helmet.
It’s not that he lost confidence after being beaten, but mainly because after the high-intensity battles in the past few days, his soul power was consumed very quickly, and he had to recover before he could continue fighting.
Of course.
The most important thing is to digest what we have gained from fighting during this period.
After all, fighting blindly would not allow him to improve fastest.
"call!"
Ye Han let out a light breath, then slowly stood up.
Looking forward, he found that Yun Miaoyi was not in the room.
This made his face look a little solemn.
"Did something happen?" Ye Han murmured in his heart, and then walked outside.
But just as he opened the door, he saw Yun Miaoyi walking towards him, but her face looked a little pale.
"What happened?" Ye Han asked hurriedly.