Traveling through Douluo for thirty years, I took control of Wuhun Palace

Finally, Han Xixin made up his mind and decided to take back his soul body first before doing other things. If he delayed for a long time, it would have a great impact on him.

After making up his mind, he no longer hesitated. With a thought, the entire soul began to become transparent and twisted. Finally, after shaking slightly for a moment, under Han Xin's deliberate control, it directly turned into a little light. , ran into the forehead of Han Xin's body, and rushed in fiercely.

This time, after all, I was injured a little bit, and I was homesick. The second one, I can already make up my mind, so don’t hesitate anymore. Although it’s a salty fish that can’t do anything, it’s not that Mother-in-law and mother-in-law.Not to mention making excuses because he forgot, he is a very good salted fish!

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As the light cluster just rushed into Han Xin's forehead, Han Xing's body trembled slightly as if he couldn't bear the force, and then slowly opened his closed eyes.

The eyes are still so beautiful, although 16 years have passed, but in the past 16 years, the cold physical fitness has not declined at all, but has been improved a lot, not to mention the depth of the eyes, the flame pattern After so many years of continuous training and tempering, the black hole pattern has basically reached the pinnacle.

Although these things cannot reach the level that Xiao Yan and Lin can do with his hands, even with the suppression of the Douluo Plane and Heavenly Dao, these two cakes are still able to spread out in his hands. Show their power.

The eyes that have just been opened have sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. The pupil of the right eye is as dark as ink, but if you look closely, you will find that it is like a black hole, exuding a faint suction. As for the right eye, it is still very bright. Strange, not as weird as the left eye, but more like a brilliant flame, gorgeous and noble, very smart.

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After Han Xin opened his eyes, he twisted a little. The body that had just started to return, due to the changes in the power of the soul before and after, he felt a little bit unfamiliar with his body.

It's just that this feeling is very slight. I think if I exercise hard in the future, I can still hope to make up for it.

(It's not that I don't know the consequences of disharmony between the body and the soul. The main reason is that the soul is divided. Naturally, it will not be restored until the divided soul fragment returns to the original body!)

After a little movement of the joints to expel the exhaustion in the body, Han Xin sat down again and began to practice with his eyes closed. After all, the slightest sense of incongruity in the body still made him feel a little Feeling uneasy.

After practicing for a while, he finally suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and then Han Xin opened his eyes again. Whether it was controlling the golden dragon scissors or replenishing his soul power, a lot of his divine power was consumed. If it was originally The natives of the Douluo Continent, even at the god level, cannot be as awesome as Han Xin. Whether it is controlling the golden dragon shears or repairing the soul power, even the gods in the God Realm cannot take the initiative to complete it.

You must know that even the Silver Dragon King, one of the origins of the dragon god, could only barely recover from the sword of the Shura god and spent endless years slowly.

Han Xin completed these two things because the skills he practiced are the top ones in the heavens and worlds. In addition, he has not been in a hurry to improve his realm these years, but has been constantly strengthening his strength. The foundation, so the foundation is very solid, even with the reserve of divine power, is it better than people in the same realm?Much higher.

But even so, completing these two things still consumed almost 23 of his soul power, and his cultivation on the Douluo Continent was several times more difficult than usual, so he closed his eyes for a full time. Weeks later, he managed to regain some of his divine power.

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Han Xin grasped lightly, felt his own strength, and after recovering part of it, he felt a little more at ease in his heart, and then looked at the person who was thrown there by himself a few days ago, and almost forgot to practice. That little piece of soul.

That handful of soul power is like a two or three-year-old baby, with the weakest IQ, but without the slightest sense of defense.

Therefore, when Han Xin looked at him, she suddenly became extremely happy like a child who just got my favorite toy.

Even though he might not know why, the aura of the same root still made him get close to Han Xin involuntarily.

It's just that this cute little guy doesn't seem to know what he is about to face?It was pinched by Han Xin's giant soul power hand, and then he was directly knocked out.

Han Xin nodded in satisfaction, and when he saw his masterpiece, there was an unkind smile on his face.

He just likes to play tricks directly like this!

However, Han Xin did not dwell too much on the small group of soul fragments that she knocked unconscious. Instead, he slowly picked up the water bottle next to him and took a slow sip of tea from it.

Don't think this tea is too luxurious, it should be low-key first, only a few hundred gold soul coins per catty, the kind that ordinary nobles drink.

Well, that kind of duke and earl should belong to ordinary nobles, right?At least Han Xin thinks so.

Slowly swallowing the tea that ordinary nobles can only drink, Han Xin took out a small piece of jade from the ring, and then crushed the piece of jade into pieces effortlessly. After being crushed, the emerald green light that was emitting from the body suddenly dimmed, and then, a white light that was not controlled by anyone, floated out of the fragments one by one, and then assembled together , formed a ball of white light visible to the naked eye, and then flew towards the outside of the window.

The window, which was originally made of excellent material, was stabbed in by him like a steamed bun, and it was smashed to pieces.

Han Xin continued to hold the tea she took a sip and drank it, with an unwavering look in his eyes. Judging from the temperament exuding from him, I am afraid many people would mistake her for the kind of stationary person. An old monster with good looks.

There is no way, this kind of vicissitudes of temperament is really not what a vigorous man like him should have now.

After a while, Han Xin was still holding the tea that ordinary nobles could only drink, and slowly sipping it, but through the window that was smashed just now, he could still see that there was a small gray spot outside, gathering close.