Chapter 166: The Ridge Rider

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

The aura of many treasures of heaven, material and earth rushed through Han Yu's meridians like a flood, and was greedily swallowed by the black hole. Han Yu had been refined to the point of numbness. Before he knew it, there was a thunderous sound in his dantian, and the rain of vitality fell It got bigger, and the aura on his body rose from the first level of Lingwu to the second level of Lingwu.

Han Yu didn't stop, and continued to refine the treasures of heaven and earth. There are too many treasures of heaven and earth obtained from Zhao Qingsheng, which can be consumed by Han Yu to his heart's content.

I don't know how long it took, when there was not much left of Tiancaidibao, Han Yu's dantian heard the sound of thunder and explosion again, breaking through again, breaking through from the second level of Lingwu to the third level of Lingwu.

If someone knew that Han Yu broke through the third level in a short period of three days, his jaw would drop in shock, and in these three days, some people might not be able to refine the natural materials and earthly treasures that Han Yu refined in a lifetime.

"call……"

Han Yu let out a long breath of turbid air, stopped his cultivation, and was satisfied with breaking through the third level at one time. He stabilized his cultivation, put away the remaining treasures of heaven and earth, and walked towards the sarcophagus.

There are no words on the sarcophagus, and there is no protection around the sarcophagus. This was expected by Han Yu, the pressure of the stone tower is already the best defense, except for Han Yu, a freak, I am afraid that it will not be easy for a master of the earth martial arts to get here.

Although the sarcophagus is not big, it is very delicate. Before opening the sarcophagus, Han Yu carved a set of patterns to prevent the resentment of the undead from escaping when the sarcophagus was opened.

The resentment of the undead is something that cannot be seen or touched, and its existence can only be perceived with the power of the soul. All human beings will form the resentment of the undead after death. Because no matter who it is, there will be an evil side during life, but some people's kind side suppresses the evil side, and some people's evil side suppresses the good side. After death, the evil spirit will not dissipate, and it will evolve into the resentment of the undead.

After arranging the formation, Han Yu carefully inspected the sarcophagus. The sarcophagus seemed to be connected as one, and the lid weighed ten thousand jun. Even a master of the fifth level of Lingwu might not be able to open it. A cultivator at the third level of Lingwu, but his strength is astonishing. After exerting all his strength, he slowly removed the coffin lid.

"Shua!"

When the coffin lid was removed by a thin slit, something rushed out of the sarcophagus. This kind of thing was invisible to the naked eye, but Han Yu's soul power could perceive it in advance. It was the resentment of the undead. He rushed towards Han Yu's eyebrows at the first moment, apparently intending to enter Han Yu's Niwan Palace and destroy Han Yu's soul.

"It's just in time!" Han Yu's soul power was exerted to the extreme in an instant, rushing towards the resentment of the undead. The resentment of the undead seemed to sense Han Yu's difficulty, and ran away into the void with a scream.

"Buzz!"

Han Yu activated the pattern, and an energy shield appeared, bouncing back the resentment of the undead. Han Yu's soul power turned into an invisible big hand, grasping the resentment of the undead, and then followed the instructions taught by Tian Lao. The method is to start refining the resentment of the undead.

All of this is happening invisibly, even if outsiders are present, they cannot see it. However, the refining process was not smooth.

The resentment of the undead has the strength of the fifth level of spiritual martial arts, and it will fight to the end with Han Yu's soul power. If it weren't for Han Yu's soul power, which is already comparable to that of an intermediate Xiling warrior, the resentment of the undead would really not be subdued.

After half an hour of refining, the autonomous consciousness of the resentment of the undead began to dissipate, and was completely controlled by Han Yu.

"drink!"

Han Yu used the power of his soul to drag the resentment of the undead into the Niwan Palace, and then continued to refine it.

Entering the Niwan Palace, the resentment of the undead melted out, it was a cloud of gray mist, with a ferocious head growing inside, it was extremely frightening. In the end, the head was crushed by Han Yu, and the gray mist gradually dissolved, and finally turned into a cloud of black mist, scattered in all directions, and sank into Han Yu's limbs.

Suddenly, Han Yu shuddered all over his body, and a feeling of fear arose in his heart. At the same time, the Qi Tianjia on his body began to absorb the black energy, and gradually, the Qi Tianjia emitted a gray-white light. In the light, runes flowed, and each rune was like a devil, as if there were ear-piercing screams. .

This feeling is very weird, like being in company with the devil. And Han Yu also has a feeling that sooner or later, he will be swallowed by these weird things, and he will die in the hands of such things.

"Is this a curse? Am I already cursed?" Han Yu remembered what Tianlao said before, Qi Tianshi's ominous old age, Qi Tianshi is a road of no return. When you are young, your blood is strong and you can suppress the curse, but in your old age, your blood is dry and you can't suppress the curse, and the curse will slowly devour you.

Now Han Yu knows that this is not a joke, because he feels this way now.

"Hey, congratulations on successfully stepping into the way of the Qi Tianshi, becoming a low-level warrior, and embarking on the road of no return!" Tian Laoxie smiled, and his voice made people feel creepy.

Han Yu took a long breath, suppressing the shock in his heart. For Han Yi, Han Gan, Han Yong and Tian Lao, he had to walk this path, and now that he had stepped on it, there was no reason to be sad, he should be happy.

Tian Lao could clearly feel the change of Han Yu's mentality, so he nodded in satisfaction and said, "Look at the top of your head with the power of your soul."

Han Yu scanned the sky above his head with the power of his soul, and found a cloud of black air floating three feet above. This black air was the black air that was refined in the Niwan Palace before.

Tian Lao said: "This is the curse. Only ten curses can be broken through to the Xiling warrior. Those with one to three curses on their heads are called low-level Xiling warriors; those with four to six curses are called intermediate Xiling warriors." Ling Lishi; those with seven to nine curses are called high-level Xiling Lishi; those with ten are called top Xiling Lishi. Curses can only be seen by Qi Tianshi."

"You are now Qi Tianshi. When you meet the previous intermediate-level warrior, you will find four curses floating above his head. This curse is like a mountain pressing down on Qi Tianshi's head all the time. When you support The day you don’t stop, you will be crushed to death by it!”

Han Yu asked, "Then why can't I see the curse on your head?"

"My curse is on my body!" Tian Lao paused and said, "You have now become a low-level warrior, and you can continue to cultivate your soul power!"

Han Yu nodded, walked over and opened the lid of the coffin, and there lay a corpse with only bones left. A few lines of words were engraved on the bottom of the coffin under the corpse. Han Yu did not move the bones, but saw all the contents with the power of his soul.