The Second Immortal Road

After adjusting his breath, he calmed down the injuries in his body. Han Ming glanced at the Ten Thousand-Order Tongtian Tower that led to the depths of the clouds. After a little thought, he decisively raised his foot and walked towards the original road.

The black-haired monster above the pill formation is right in front. He is now completely looking for death. This huge palace is so magnificent. There must be a lot of treasures in it. But although the treasures are good, life is more important. It's useless and desperate to go up, but it's just making wedding dresses for others!

Just as the black-haired monster left him, he had to run quickly and try not to face the monster again before leaving the secret realm. He sneakily found Qiao Yushan or Duanmu Xiao, asking for help to lift the restriction in his body.

After a dozen steps down the ladder to the sky, Han Ming walked to the side of the forbidden demon formation on the periphery of the giant palace. He wanted to go out along the passage that came in, but found that the passage on the light curtain had disappeared, and the path had been cut off. NS.

"When will fellow Daoist hide? If you do this, fellow Daoist is attacking and coming down!" There was a slight vibration in the vaginal pouch at his waist, and Han Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at a pillar not far away. , His face is full of vigilance.

"Why, fellow Daoist hasn't come out yet?" Han Ming stared at the pillar, making a gesture to touch the storage bag around his waist.

"Haha, the little daoist feels extraordinary, admire it, and come out!" A black-robed monk turned from behind the pillar and said with a smile. He was a mid-foundation monk.

"It turns out to be a fellow Daoist of the Demon Sect, why should a fellow Daoist hide here!" Han Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he looked neither humble nor overbearing!

"Hiding here is not to sneak attack on fellow Daoist, it's just that when fellow Daoist Po just broke in, he cast too powerful spells, and I was a little scared when I saw him, so I hid!" Monk Zong did not neglect at all, and did not treat Han Ming as a monk during the Qi training period.

This kid had just been with the nun surnamed Ye, and the nun surnamed Ye had just revealed the cultivation base of the monk or above in the condensing period, and was still in this huge palace, God knows she is not nearby!

And this kid immediately saw where he was hiding. Facing a monk like him in the mid-foundation period, he was not surprised and calm. Obviously he had some cards to rely on. Maybe he was a monk who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger. !

"Why is that fellow Daoist here? Why is he not with Daoist Xi!" the monk of the Demon Sect asked politely.

"Ha, I have to deal with some things alone, so I separated from them." Han Ming casually said.

Seeing that Han Ming didn't want to say anything, the black-robed monk no longer asked, but slightly arched his hand and said, "So that's the case, then I won't disturb the daoists any more, so I left!"

After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he turned his head and raised his foot towards the distance. This kid knew the Sister Xi and must not stay with him for a long time. In case this kid notified the Sister Xi with a secret technique, Then his life and death are not in his own hands!

Seeing the black robe monk leaving, Han Ming stopped in place for a while, thought for a moment, then raised his foot and walked towards the Tongtian Ladder. Anyway, the way out was blocked. He might as well go to the Tongtian Ladder if he stayed here. Waiting on it, there is a prohibition on the ladder to prevent the divine consciousness from spreading and detecting, which is far safer than here!

Stepping on the Heavenly Ladder again, the doubts in Han Ming's heart renewed. He still did not feel the mysterious gravity that the black-haired monster felt. He walked on the Heavenly Ladder as if walking on the ground, just like stepping on an ordinary ladder!

Walking easily to the more than two hundred steps on the Tongtian Ladder, Han Ming sneaked up to a corner and used a small secret technique to gather some clouds and cover up the surrounding area.

The ladder to heaven is too high. Most of the ladders are surrounded by clouds and mist. The clouds gathered by Han Ming are hidden in the clouds. There is no special point at all. The ladder to heaven suppresses the spiritual sense, so as long as no one uses it. With spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, I looked at him specifically, and I really wouldn't find him!

Han Ming was ready, so he stayed here honestly. As soon as the two-day period arrived and a passage appeared again in the large formation outside the giant palace, he would escape immediately and run far away. So that the black-haired monster can't be found at all.

Han Ming was thinking very well. The development of things on the first day was exactly as he thought, but in the early morning of the next day, a series of different spiritual fluctuations awakened him from meditation. He thought a little, and he was from the ladder of heaven. The edge walked toward the middle, using the Qingming Lingtong and Wang Qi technique at the same time, raising his eyes and looking up the Tongtian Ladder.

After a few glances, he found that everything was business as usual, there was nothing special at all, and Han Ming couldn't help frowning slightly.

Just when Han Ming was a little weird about going back and continuing to hide in the corner, a deafening roar came down from the top of the ladder, and at the same time a huge black figure rushed from the top of the ladder to the bottom.

This huge black shadow was extremely embarrassed, one hind leg was missing, a black hole in the eye socket, the green eyeball inside disappeared, it still has hundreds of wounds all over its body, and it is constantly spraying outside. Black blood.

And the shadow of the shadow was surrounded by a pale golden haze. The golden magic pestle with dozens of handles flying up and down in the haze surrounded the shadow group, constantly slashing and stabbing, and madly attacking the shadow inside.

After Han Ming saw the huge black shadow, his souls were suddenly gone. This black shadow turned out to be the black-haired monster above the alchemy stage by the black dress girl, and there is a golden magic pestle around the black-haired monster. The power is even more astonishing, and every random attack seems to be far beyond the ability of ordinary cultivators in the pill formation period.

After Han Ming saw the above situation clearly, he turned around and ran without thinking about it. Whether it was a black-haired monster or the golden magic pestle, it was far beyond his ability to deal with it.

I don't know if it was under the influence of the profound magnetic gravity or was hit hard by the golden descending magic pestle. The black hair monster, such as a monk above the alchemy stage, could escape faster than Han Ming's legs.

At this time, it seemed that the black-haired monster could not be taken for a long time. The Heavenly Ladder shook slightly, and the pale golden haze on the side of the black-haired monster began to thicken slowly, and there was another handle, the lowering magic pestle, which began to take shape. There are fifty or sixty handles!

"How can there be a Demon Slayer Array on the Heavenly Ladder, and how can it be sent to the second form, how is it possible!" The black-haired monster let out a terrified roar.

The black-haired monster is full of unwillingness and urgency. It is unlikely that he will escape with a dozen or so handles. With the fifty or sixty that reappeared, how could he rush down the ladder to heaven! He himself was bombarded and killed here. It’s nothing but a distraction, but his concubine is about to fall here. He originally owed his dead Taoist companion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now if the only daughter is the only daughter. If he died here again, his body would have to regret it!

Just when the black-haired monster looked at the fifty or sixty golden magic sticks about to fall, and felt desperate, there was a peculiar feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but look into the cloud. How could he feel it? The restriction planted in that little Qi training period cultivator's body before, flashed a green light in the remaining one eye.

Using a special pupil technique, the black-haired monster saw Han Ming hiding in the clouds and running wildly at a glance. There was a surprise and a lot of doubts at the same time. How was this kid all right? And how to run so fast on this ladder, it seems that the mysterious gravity, which makes it difficult for ordinary monks to walk, has little effect on it!

Feeling the black-haired monster roaring farther and farther behind him, Han Ming couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, the heavenly ladder isolates the divine consciousness, and he hides in the clouds. The black-haired monster is now being attacked by the golden magic pestle, and he has no time to care. It is almost impossible to find him!

Just as Han Ming raised his breath slightly and was about to speed up again, trying to keep the distance from the monster behind him, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then he knelt on the ground fiercely!

Then a breaking wind blasted from behind him, and in a blink of an eye it came behind him.