Without the pendant, Ling Han would never dare to charge into this formation.
This was practically a killing formation, capable of crippling anyone with a single move. After a few attempts, any trespasser would be done for.
But right now, Ling Han still had some confidence.
He took one step forward, and suddenly, a wave of killing intent surged over, and Ling Han was sent flying.
Pain, pain, pain! Ling Han clutched his chest. Though the pendant had taken effect and extinguished this killing intent in time, it still sent him flying, striking his chest painfully and causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.
F***, if this continued, even if he could break through this formation, just coughing out blood would be enough to kill him, right?
However, as he looked at the fruit tree in front of him, Ling Han's heart burned with desire. He definitely had to obtain these three fruits.