Three hundred and ninetieth eight chapters ten days
Chapter 398 Ten Days
An An, this peerless female assassin who once wanted to assassinate him, but was hunted down by a powerful spirit being together with him, and finally escaped into the Fishman Holy Land, unexpectedly met again in the spirit being battlefield.
"Zheng...Haotian."
An An's familiar voice, with a hint of strange hoarseness, sounded softly.
"Yes." Zheng Haotian nodded heavily. He swayed and jumped down. He walked to An An and stretched out his hand.
An An subconsciously took a step back, but Zheng Haotian was obviously faster. He stretched out his wrist and firmly grasped her pair of smooth, soft, and bone-cold little hands.
She struggled slightly, but the strength she used was far inferior to that of a spirit person, and she couldn't break free at all.
"An'an, how are you...?" Zheng Haotian smiled with satisfaction and asked softly.
The relationship between them is quite strange. It evolved from a pursuit to a couple-like existence. Their experiences during this period were bizarre and unforgettable.
"Humph." An An snorted softly and said, "My life is not the same as before. But your reputation is already resounding throughout the mainland."
Zheng Haotian was slightly startled and said, "It's not that exaggerated."
An An's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a half-smile: "For tens of thousands of years in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the only genius who has been able to practice the art of condensing swords to the point where ten thousand swords can be integrated into one, is the spirit in the small spirit world who has used the Dapeng Bird Demon Transformation.
A peerless genius with the best physical and mental abilities, is such a name enough to become famous all over the world?"
Zheng Haotian scratched his scalp and said with a smile: "No matter how famous I am, you are the first to enter the realm of the spirit."
An An slowly shook his head and said: "Otherwise, after cultivators enter the spirit realm, there will still be differences in strength. Your talent is far beyond ordinary people, and your future achievements will be equally extraordinary."
Zheng Haotian straightened his chest. He was naturally a little proud of being praised so much by a beautiful girl who was closely related to him.
Turning his eyes, he saw the star mark emerging on An An's slender hand. His expression changed slightly and he said: "An An, you are already a three-star spiritual being."
Although Samsung is not an unattainable level in Zheng Haotian's eyes, even a few three-star experts have died in his hands.
However, in the minds of most spiritual people, three stars is already an amazing achievement.
Being able to reach three stars means that An An has killed at least thirty strong aliens. And among them, there must be at least ten two-star and ten one-star spiritual beings.
An An raised his head, a rare glimmer of success flashed through his calm eyes, and said, "Yes, after I entered the battlefield of spirit beings, I have killed more than forty alien spirit beings and was promoted to three stars."
Zheng Haotian smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Your murderous intent is too strong."
He originally wanted to say, why does a girl's family have to fight and fight? It's okay not to pursue this star rating.
But when he thought about the situation when they first met, An An chased him all the way to the underworld with a magic weapon, he swallowed his words alive.
This fierce temperament is probably very different from that of ordinary girls. And he can no longer look at her the same way he would look at ordinary girls.
As if thinking of something, An An said quietly: "If you don't have a strong murderous aura, how can you gain a foothold in the deserted temple?"
Zheng Haotian raised his eyebrows. The deserted temple was the most mysterious place in the legend.
In the misty continent, there is a deserted place.
It is the paradise and paradise for all adventurers, and countless cultivators enter it almost every day. However, there are only a few people who can truly obtain huge wealth and come out of that place alive.
According to legend, there is a huge and magnificent temple in that deserted land.
The existence within this temple is the super boss who controls the entire deserted land.
Only they are the real masters of the deserted land. And the strength they possess is not inferior to any super sect.
Zheng Haotian is only qualified to have access to these things after he is promoted to a spiritual person.
"An'an." Zheng Haotian hesitated and said, "Do you have to stay in the deserted temple?"
An An smiled mockingly and said, "If I don't stay there, where should I go?"
"The world is so vast that there is no place you can't go." Zheng Haotian's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "I heard that the deserted temple is the most dangerous and unpredictable place in the world. Staying here for a long time may not be a good thing."
An An glanced at him in surprise, with a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said: "The Desolate Temple is indeed a dangerous place for outsiders, but for those of us in the temple, it is the most dangerous place in the world.
The safest place." She gently raised a jade finger as tender as green onions, and said: "If I break into the Wanjian Sect's mountain gate formation, I will definitely be strangled by this famous formation.
But if you use Ten Thousand Sword Art, will this famous formation still hurt you?"
Zheng Haotian sighed. He naturally understood this truth. It was just that he had an unspoken selfish desire in his heart, so he used such an excuse to persuade the other party.
An An's eyes moved down and fell on the back of Zheng Haotian's hand, and he suddenly smiled and said: "You are only one-star level. Haha, you have to work harder in the future and don't let me pull you down too much."
Zheng Haotian glanced at her dissatisfied and vowed: "Don't worry, I will catch up with you soon."
An An nodded slightly and said: "If my star level is always higher than yours, then you don't need to come to me again in the future."
Zheng Haotian's eyes flashed, and she said solemnly: "In half a year, at most half a year, I will be able to catch up with you and surpass you."
Listening to Zheng Haotian's solemn oath-like voice, An An raised her head in surprise and said: "Haotian, I didn't make such an excessive request. You don't have to do this."
Zheng Haotian shook his head. In his heart, he actually regarded King Kong as the biggest enemy in his life.
Since he has been able to climb to the peak of four stars in just a few months, and even steadily move towards fifth star, then he naturally has to make corresponding choices.
Half a year, five-star level, this is Zheng Haotian's most basic requirement for himself. Even if he doesn't meet An An, he will never relax at all.
Feeling the soft and boneless hands in his palms swaying slightly, Zheng Haotian said softly: "Don't worry, I'm sure I can do it."
"Are you sure?" An An threw away his hand angrily and said: "You underestimate the spirit battlefield. Here, all entrants are spirit beings. And most races have powerful talents.
It is much more powerful than a human body. In addition, every time the star level is improved, the difficulty of promotion in the future will be greatly increased. It is not that easy to surpass me."
Zheng Haotian smiled, but the expression on his face seemed confident.
Half a year may not be a long time for an average spiritual person, but for him, it should be more than enough if he wants to be promoted to four stars or even five stars.
Of course, after five stars, it will be a really bumpy and tortuous road. Even Zheng Haotian can't guarantee how much time he can improve.
Seeing the almost hateful smile on his face, An An was secretly angry and said, "How long did it take for you to advance to one star?"
Zheng Haotian was slightly startled. He thought carefully and raised ten fingers.
An An's beauty frowned slightly and said: "Why is it so slow? You must be too careful."
With his huge reputation on the Misty Continent, it actually took him ten months to be promoted to one star, which is really puzzling.
Zheng Haotian was greatly ashamed, and he said with shame: "Yes, I was indeed too careful. However, there are too many spirits in the demon camp. I am not sure that I can kill all the more than a hundred demon spirits.
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"Hundred spiritual beings?" An An's expression suddenly changed and he said, "You went to the demon camp. Could it be that you are tired of living."
Anything that can be called a camp is definitely an impregnable place. Even the Nine-Star Spirituals are very afraid of such a place and are unwilling to approach it. Zheng Haotian, a small One-Star Spiritualist, actually set his mind there. It is simply natural.
Seeking death.
Zheng Haotian spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything there, but I transformed into a bear demon and infiltrated into it."
An An glanced at him with a strange expression and said: "I forgot, you are still a superb demon refining warrior. However, your demon transformation is not a roc bird and a fish man, why did you become a bear demon again?
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Zheng Haotian smiled proudly and said: "There are four remnants of monster beasts in my Dantian, and there is also a King Kong."
An An looked at him deeply and said after a long time: "Very good, you are indeed a rare super genius."
Zheng Haotian blinked twice, unable to tell whether her words were a compliment or a sarcasm.
He stepped forward slightly, sniffing a faint aroma through his nose.
In fact, even before being promoted to the spirit body, An An could already completely control his body to prevent body odor from emanating. This is also an ability that must be mastered to become an outstanding killer.
However, at this time, her mind was a little turbulent, so her self-control ability was greatly reduced. However, Zheng Haotian's nose was extremely sensitive, and he naturally smelled something that he shouldn't have smelled.
He smiled softly and vigorously rubbed his nose a few times.
An An's face turned slightly red and she said, "You are seeking death."
Zheng Haotian smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the topic, saying: "An'an, this is my first time entering the spirit battlefield. I have been running around non-stop in the past ten days, and I was able to find ten lone alien spirits.
You are already lucky."
"Well, although there are a lot of aliens here, their whereabouts are scattered. If you are unlucky, it is indeed difficult to find... Uh, what, what did you just say?" An An responded casually at first, but then her thoughts changed.
Suddenly he exclaimed: "Is this your first time entering the battlefield of spirits?"
"Yes." Zheng Haotian said inexplicably. Isn't this surprising?