Yin Shan looked at Lin Haoran greedily.

But Lin Haoran still looked calm, "Who told you that I have a magic weapon to change the fluctuations of my spiritual consciousness?"

Yin Shan was stunned again, "What do you mean?"

Lin Haoran spoke slowly, "I mean..."

As he said that, the spiritual consciousness he exuded became stronger and stronger. Just looking at it made Yin Shan feel a little scared.

But this is not over yet.

Suddenly, all the spiritual consciousness fluctuations in Lin Haoran's sea of ​​consciousness came out, hitting Yin Shan's head like a sled hammer.

Yin Shan's eyes turned dark and he almost fell to the ground.

Lin Haoran said the second half of the sentence.

"I just wanted to send you my divine consciousness more than the God Refining Stage."

"How is that possible!" Yin Shan looked at Lin Haoran in horror. Although he only fainted for a moment and came back to his senses, the moment he came into contact with Lin Haoran's spiritual sense, he clearly felt that Lin Haoran's spiritual sense fluctuations were actually real, not made of magic weapons.

"How can there be a realm after the God Refining Stage? Haven't the God Refining Stage reached its peak?"

He couldn't believe that although he had never seen with his own eyes how terrifying the spiritual consciousness of the God Refining Power was, he was very sure that the spiritual fluctuations Lin Haoran had just emitted were definitely even more terrifying than the magic power of the God Refining Power.

Of course, it is even more terrifying than the power of refining gods.

Lin Haoran's face was dull.

He is a emperor, and his realm is above the fourth level of the God Refining level, and his spiritual consciousness is of course completely incomparable.

Perhaps because he was traveling through his soul, his spiritual consciousness grew the fastest during this period, and he made rapid progress every day, completely like a day.

However, due to the limitation of physical cultivation, Lin Haoran did not dare to use his spiritual sense with all his strength for a long time, otherwise his body might have collapsed and collapsed first.

At most, his spiritual sense can only do this now, allowing the enemy to get out of his mind in an instant.

But this is completely unnecessary for Lin Haoran.

Because he didn't have to let Yin Shan get distracted, Yin Shan couldn't beat him.

Half-step Martial Saint?

Lin Haoran's mouth bent a sarcastic curve.

Not to mention the half-step Martial Saint, even if the Martial Saint comes directly, his victory or defeat is between 50 and 50, and his winning rate may be a little higher.

After all, the combat experience of the Emperor in his previous life was there. Can a martial saint's combat experience be comparable to that of him?

Lin Haoran didn't want to waste any more time on Yin Shan.

He noticed that the vortex in the center of the Jinjiang River below seemed to have changed a little, and the secret realm might be truly opened.

But he didn't plan to kill Yin Shan either.

"Give you two choices." Lin Haoran raised two fingers.

"Whether you accept my spiritual fluctuations enter your sea of ​​consciousness, and then take me as the main one in the future, or you will die."

He spoke indifferently.

He just thought of making Yin Shan his servant, and he felt that he needed some subordinates too.

Otherwise, he would have done everything himself, and it wouldn't matter if he was once or twice. Gradually, he would feel annoyed as he got more and more times.

If he has a subordinate, he can hand over some tedious matters directly to his subordinates.

And because his spiritual fluctuations far exceed his physical cultivation, he doesn't have to worry that the servants he accepts will betray him. As long as he dares to betray him, Lin Haoran will be able to kill him directly with a thought.

If you want to get rid of this master-servant relationship in spiritual consciousness, the only way is to be stronger than the spiritual consciousness of the person who releases spiritual consciousness.

And with Lin Haoran's current terrifying spiritual sense, he would definitely never be able to get rid of his control in his life.

Yin Shan obviously knew this very well.

"Sorry, I'll choose the third option."

A hideous smile appeared on his face.

"Kill you, and then turn you into blood!"

Although he felt the power of Lin Haoran's spiritual sense before, he felt that Lin Haoran's strength seemed not as powerful as his spiritual sense.

He might really have a chance to kill Lin Haoran.

As long as you kill him, with his powerful spiritual ability, you will definitely be able to break through to the Martial Saint Period 100%.

Yin Shan's heart was full of passion.

Originally, even if the blood sacrificed many people below, he would not have the confidence to break through to the Martial Saint.

But Lin Haoran can, as long as he kills Lin Haoran and refines his spiritual sense, he will definitely be promoted to Martial Saint 100%!

When Yin Shan thought of this, he felt greedy in his heart.

The skill he practiced was more evil, and he had to sacrifice every time he was promoted. Moreover, the more precious the blood food he sacrificed, the higher the success rate of his promotion.

With Lin Haoran's terrifying spiritual consciousness, he felt that it seemed that there was no problem even if he broke through the Martial Saint.

Thinking of this, Yin Shan no longer hesitated and took action first.

"Boy, die for me!"

His black scroll that had originally imprisoned everyone below suddenly flew towards Lin Haoran and was about to wrap him in it.

There is no need for Yinshan to imprison those ordinary people anymore.

As long as he can refine Lin Haoran, he doesn't need to trouble finding those inferior blood foods.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin." Lin Haoran shook his head.

Although his strength is far less than that of his spiritual consciousness, he is more than enough to deal with Yin Shan.

"Sword technique, fast."

Lin Haoran's first sword technique was pinched. The enemies in the past were so weak that they didn't need him to use any sword technique.

This time Yin Shan finally barely allowed him to show some strength.

As Lin Haoran's sword technique was pinched, a small sword suddenly burst out from his cuff, which was his black flying sword obtained from the leader of the Timberwolves.

The sword technique used by Lin Haoran was a powerful technique he obtained in his previous life.

The name is the Fourteenth Skill of Wanhua.

The Fourteen Art of Wanhua and the Ordinary Art of Sword are completely incomparable.

The strengthening of his flying sword was simply unimaginable.

There was not even a blink of an eye, and the black flying sword instantly appeared on Yin Shan's head like a teleportation.

Then in Yin Shan's horrified gaze.

"Sword Art, come."

Another special sword technique is used to pinch it out.

The black flying sword suddenly grew in the wind and became as huge as a thick door panel.

"Sword technique, kill."

The heavy door panel flying sword slashed towards Yin Shan's head with a terrifying howling sound.

All this happened very shortly, and Yin Shan didn't even have a chance to react. He still maintained that horrifying expression on his face, and his head was about to be cut off by Lin Haoran.

but.

The black flying sword suddenly stopped at a distance of less than a slight distance from Yin Shan’s neck.

Lin Haoran spoke indifferently, "I'll ask you again last time, do you want to be my servant."

Although he wanted to accept a few servants, Yin Shan's strength was also good, which quite meets his servant's standards.

But if Yin Shan disagreed, Lin Haoran would not mind cutting off Yin Shan's head directly.
Chapter completed!