Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Once upon a time, his realm was low, and every time he saw these Nascent Soul cultivators, he would feel nervous and frightened, and he didn't even have the slightest thought of opposing them.

But now, without realizing it, he actually had the strength to kill him.

Moreover, the victory was so easy.

A huge mountain that had been weighing on his heart for a long time quietly cracked open.

Once the landslide occurs, it can no longer be stopped, and countless cracks instantly cover the entire mountain.

A random roar sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain exploded into rubble and collapsed completely.

At this moment, countless sword intentions appeared out of thin air, piercing down like falling rain, completely smashing the broken stones and rotten wood on the ground into nothingness.

An unprecedented sense of ease arose in Jiang Han, and at this moment, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Above the heart lake, the pitch-black sword heart suddenly shook, and a red thread quietly appeared, like a bloodstain, imprinted on the sword heart, exuding a faint bloodthirsty madness.

His whole body seemed to have undergone another strange change, but he didn't care. Instead, he picked up a handful of yellow soil and covered the bloodstain on the ground.

Several storage rings and magic weapons flew over. After he put them away, he turned to look at the only remaining middle-aged monk.

The crisis has not been resolved at this time. Although the four people from the Yin-Yang Sect have been killed, the person who makes him feel most dangerous is still this person.

The weapon spirit's eyes trembled, and it didn't care at all about Jiang Han's murderous gaze.

He didn't expect that the other party could kill the Nascent Soul so easily and casually.

The gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Core Formation stage, which was like a natural chasm, seemed to be non-existent and was easily stepped over by the other party.

Among these lower-realm cultivators, Nascent Soul cultivators are already the backbone of each sect. Even in battles between Nascent Soul cultivators, casualties are extremely unlikely to occur.

Even if he was no match for his opponent, he could still have a good chance of escaping if he was determined to do so. However, all this was useless in front of Jiang Han.

The man didn't even have a chance to escape, and he was dead in an instant.

The spirit of the weapon was unable to calm down. It was so easy for him to kill the enemy by crossing a higher realm. Does that mean that when he reaches the Mahayana stage, he can kill the immortals, and when he becomes the emperor, he can destroy the Tao?

Moreover, no one knew what this boy had just experienced, but a trace of the aura of Tao appeared in his body, although that trace of aura was extremely faint, so faint that it seemed as if it did not exist.

However, some hope still arose in the spirit's heart, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Han became more and more fiery.

The smile on the weapon spirit's face gradually collapsed, the gentleness quickly melted, and a bloodthirsty grin rose, as if he had seen something that made him extremely happy.

Seeing Jiang Han's flying sword coming at him rapidly, he still did not dodge or evade, allowing the flying sword to pass through his chest, creating ripples on his body, but unable to hurt him at all.

"Don't worry, my friend. I have no hostility towards you."

Jiang Han watched the flying sword fly by, but just like when he faced Ding Ruoming, he couldn't touch the other party at all. A hint of surprise rose in his eyes.

Sure enough, the gap between Nascent Souls was also huge. The early Nascent Soul of Yin Yang Sect was easily killed by himself, but this person, I don’t know what method he used, could ignore his attacks.

At this moment, a black flying sword suddenly appeared. When the weapon spirit looked surprised, the attack that the sword spirit had prepared for a long time instantly fell on the weapon spirit.

"puff--"

With a slight sound, the weapon spirit looked at the flying sword stuck in its chest with surprise. When it raised its head, its body trembled and turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Finally dead."

Jiang Han let out a long breath. Although this person did not attack, the oppressive feeling he brought was too great, which made him feel uneasy.

Now that we have finally gotten rid of it, it is time to move on.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw that several rays of light of different colors had floated up from the place where several people from the Yin Yang Sect died.

"what is this?"

He looked closely, but only saw delicate lines on it.

Just as he was about to reach out and touch it, he heard a gentle voice coming from behind him.

"This thing is called Dao Pattern."

Jiang Han was suddenly startled and his figure instantly appeared in the distance. He looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in shock.

"You're not dead?"

He didn't understand why even the sword spirit couldn't hurt the other party?

But he saw it clearly just now. The opponent was reduced to ashes under the sword.

But now, what is this?

"I told you, I mean no harm."

The weapon spirit had a smile on its face, and the more it looked at Jiang Han, the more satisfied it felt.

Even when he met someone like him who he knew he could not defeat, this guy still dared to plan and attack. What surprised him even more was that this kid actually succeeded.

He is indeed a man of great luck. He is blessed with many opportunities and possesses several deadly moves.

He continued, "This item is the key to unlocking the inheritance land, and it is also your identity token that will allow you to seek opportunities in Xuandao Mountain."

"Only those who possess Dao patterns are qualified to enter the blessed land. The higher the level of the Dao pattern, the higher the level of the blessed land you can enter. The colors are red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue, and purple. Red is the lowest and purple is the highest. Do you understand?"

His natal flying sword suddenly appeared, and Jiang Han stretched out his hand and gripped the hilt tightly.

"Don't blame me, senior. I don't trust you."

As he spoke, he pinched his fingers and pointed, and a black lightning fell from the sky and passed through the body of the weapon spirit in an instant.

The natal flying sword suddenly shrank to an inch in size and instantly pierced into the sword spirit's body, exploding with endless sword intent!

"It's useless. As long as I'm on Xuandao Mountain, no one can kill me."

The weapon spirit had no chance to extinguish the sword intent in its body. It grabbed the ball of thunder in the sky and pulled it down from the air, completely submerging its body in countless black divine thunders.

"Look, it's useless."

He grasped a bolt of lightning, letting it jump around in his body. He grabbed Jiang Han's flying sword with his right hand and quickly stabbed nearly a hundred holes in his body, and cut several gaps from top to bottom.

But soon, the holes closed up quickly and the cuts recovered in an instant. All of this did not cause him any harm at all.

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly shrank. He took the flying sword handed to him numbly and asked blankly:

"I wonder what's the matter, Senior? Please tell me clearly."

This person is impossible to kill, and is not even afraid of all his methods. Before discovering a flaw, he cannot be hurt at all.

How is this still playing?

He could only show weakness temporarily and seek opportunities. As long as he found a flaw, the sword spirit would take action and kill him with one blow.

"It's nothing big. I just saw that you like me, so I want to give you a great opportunity." The spirit of the weapon still smiled gently.

"Come with me, this kind of fortune is something others can't even ask for."

"Please wait a moment, Senior. I have something important to attend to right now. Could you please wait for a while?"

"of course can."

The spirit of the weapon didn't care. He had been waiting for countless years and didn't mind waiting a little longer. Anyway, as long as this kid was still in Xuandao Mountain, he would never be able to escape.