The Second Immortal Road

"Get up!" The surrounding four cultivators who hadn't rushed over yelled, and more than 80 blue banners came from the surroundings, exuding a strong water spirit.

More than eighty blue flags flew to the front three or four miles, and they landed all together, inserted straight on the ground, each emitting a water-blue aura, blending together, and fusing to block the worm before entering. Light curtain.

This water-attribute magic array requires four alchemy-phase cultivators to be activated at the same time. It can be seen that its power is strong, that is, the cultivators of the late-phase pill-forming stage are trapped in it, and it is impossible to get out of the trap by relying on their own power!

The many cultivators who rushed to my finger insects did not pay much attention to this magic circle. They knew clearly that the people who arranged the magic circle did not dare to attack indiscriminately. This would arouse public anger. After all, there were ten of them. If the cultivators of the pill formation stage join forces, although it will take some tricks, it is still possible to break the magic circle, and this magic circle is just a trapped formation, and it seems that there is no means of attack!

Yuanling, the monk surnamed Huang, and the female cultivator surnamed Liu joined together. Like other monks in the formation period, they rushed to my fingerworm and used methods to attack. It seemed that I wanted to take the fingerworm first. The methods of attack are obviously perfunctory, and it seems that the target is not my finger worm.

My finger worm was blocked by the magic circle, and turned his head, but found that many cultivators of the formation stage rushed up. It grinned and turned into a cloud of black and golden light again, and rushed to the other side.

The silver-haired old man threw it with one hand, and a gleaming small cloth bag came out, flew into the air, opened his pocket automatically, and a huge suction immediately covered my finger worm over thirty feet.

"Come!" The silver-haired old man yelled, and the suction slammed, my fingers twisted suddenly, as if drunk, and trembling desperately in mid-air, trying to get rid of the suction.

My finger worm did not resist the suction after all, and was pulled into the small cloth bag.

As soon as he waved his hand, he wanted to take back the cloth bag, but before the cloth bag flew into his hand, a red flying sword flashed past, slammed into the cloth bag, and smashed it into the air.

A middle-aged man with hair-wrapped hair jumped up into the sky, carrying a bamboo basket, and putting a small cloth bag into the flower basket.

"Hey, old monster Kun, you are at this age, I am afraid that it will not be many years to live, and it is a waste to have this zombie, I will help you raise it!" Rushed towards the large array of light curtains.

This middle-aged man with haircut not only snatched my finger worm, but also took away the silver-haired old man's treasure bag.

Fast approaching the big formation, the middle-aged man with a haircut shouted at a hook-nosed youth of the abbot of the big formation: "Daoist tortoise, don't open the big formation at this time, but more time!"

The eagle hooked nose grinned when he heard the words, and tapped it lightly. A gap was opened in the corner of his abbot, right in front of the middle-aged man with his hair. People escaped.

The other three presiding over the formation of the formation period were suddenly furious, but they couldn't do anything. If they were to make a move now, the formation would be completely broken!

The hooked nose and the middle-aged man with hair-draping were clearly discussed long ago. The middle-aged man with hair-draping snatched a zerg, and the hooked nose would let go of the middle-aged man with hair-draping. Will immediately make up the formation and stop the people behind.

A good abacus!

"If you want to go, it's not that easy, you know you are both tricky, and I've been waiting for you!" A white-clothed young man made a move with one hand, and a large transparent net-shaped artifact appeared at the gap in the large array, blocking his hair. Middle-aged.

This large transparent net is not only strong in hiding, but also very resilient. The middle-aged man with his hair is covered, and he immediately releases the scarlet flying sword to cut it over, but it is of little use. It was easily blocked by layers of aura outside the big net.

Because of the blocking of this large transparent net, the movement of the cultivator was restricted, which gave other cultivators time to catch up.

The middle-aged man with hair was surrounded by everyone before he rushed out of the big net.

Being surrounded, the middle-aged man with a haircut did not panic. He just smiled helplessly and raised his hand. The small cloth bag in the bamboo basket flew towards the silver-haired old man. At the same time, he shouted: "Give it back to you, I don't want it! "

Before the cloth bag flew out halfway, he was stopped by another person nearby, but this person wanted to grab the cloth bag, and the other people's attack power followed up, but he had no choice but to give up the fight and turn to defense. A cultivator in the alchemy phase made a mess.

Everyone was robbing the cloth bag, but even if it was grabbed, it couldn't last for long, so they were forced to throw it away. The cloth bag fell into a hot potato, everyone wanted it, but no one could hold it.

Yuan Ling, the monk surnamed Huang, and the sister surnamed Liu did not participate in the fight for the bag. They followed the edge of the battle group not too far away. Seeing how they looked, they planned to take the opportunity to take a shot. His attention is not here at all!

Flying over a gravel ground, Yuanling nodded at the other two, and the other two were overjoyed. They turned their directions without thinking, and headed towards the edge of the big formation.

"We are the elders of Qingyangmen, let go of the big formation, we are going out, and the Zerg will send you off!" The monk surnamed Huang shouted loudly.

"People from Qingyangmen? No, the two fellow Taoists still stay, wait a while, it's not easy to open this big formation!" A cultivator in the formation stage outside the trapped formation shook his head and resolutely refused.

"Since we can't discuss it, that's offending!" The monk surnamed Huang glanced at the female surnamed Liu next to him, and then started together and attacked the large array.

This big array is quite extraordinary, the monk surnamed Huang

For a time, those who were busy breaking the formation were breaking the formation, those who were busy fighting for my finger worm were fighting for my finger worm, and the chaos underneath became a mess.

The people below were busy fighting for my fingers, but Han Ming rushed into the robbery cloud that dissipated more than half of it.

Glancing around, Han Ming smiled slightly and made a single move with one hand. The three thunderballs were immediately dragged and flew towards him.

The thunder ball only flew halfway, "Chi!" A low drink suddenly sounded in Han Ming's mind, making his mind slightly dizzy. This is a special mental attack that can make people lose consciousness for a short time.

Along with this mental attack, a small blue-black dagger quietly appeared behind Han Ming's neck and swiped down at his head.

At the same time, a Jinpao monk suddenly appeared on the edge of the three thunderballs, raised his hand slightly, and slammed into the three special thunderballs.

This brocade-robed monk was the former cultivator of the fake alchemy of the Tianji Pavilion. He quietly touched it with a special escape technique, and found three thunderballs in the catastrophe. Now he violently shoots. Take down three thunderballs and kill Han Ming, the only witness.

Looking at the thunderball in front of him, a flash of excitement flashed in the eyes of Monk Jinpao. Although he could not see the origin of the thunderball, it was definitely worth a lot. After all, it had absorbed so much lightning!

The Jinpao monk clapped his hands abruptly and was about to grab the three thunderballs, but at this moment, with two bursts of "swish, swish." Two of the three thunderballs flew away in the air. One big and one small.

Holding a small blue-black dagger in one hand and two thunder **** in the other, Han Ming looked at the Jinpao youth with a smile.

"Little fake pill, dare to **** my things, really courageous enough!" Han Ming tried hard, and the struggling blue-black small dagger was directly pinched off.

Seeing that the small blue-black dagger that he relied on was broken with one hand, Brother Jinpao immediately exclaimed, "How is it possible!"

This is too impractical. It is a fake magic weapon. It is a high-quality item among the top spiritual tools. Cutting off ordinary spiritual tools is like cutting tofu, but it was crushed by bare hands. What a powerful force and a strong body. what!

The Jinpao monk instantly knew that the "fake alchemy monk" in front of him was an existence pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It was definitely not a fake alchemy. This kind of strength was probably impossible for ordinary alchemy monks!

The Jinpao monk panicked, he was about to move out of the Tianji Pavilion, and lowered his body, yielding to hand over the thunderball, but before he could speak, he heard the Qingpao man on the opposite side speak with a cold tone.

"Dare to move my things, you don't have to live, hand over your life!" Han Ming probed his hand slightly and grabbed it in front of him, as if he was about to use some means.

Seeing that there was still a thought of being soft, Brother Jinpao immediately turned around, fleeing behind, and threatened: "Don't chase me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or you will ruin this thing. I will come back if I leave. Yes." While speaking, the Jinpao Monk grasped the thunder bead's hand with a slight force.

Seeing this, Han Ming paused slightly, as if he was really afraid of the destruction of the Thunder Ball, he actually took his hand, and looked at the Jin-robed youth who was desperately fleeing with a smile.

The man in Qingpao behind did not chase. The monk Jinpao breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was full of rejoicing for the rest of his life, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart. He always faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where the problem was. .

The young man in Jinpao didn't think much about the anxiety deep in his heart. He just grabbed the Thunder Ball in his hand, as if this was the only way he could save his life.

Standing in the robbery cloud with his hands tied, Han Ming smiled and watched Monk Jinpao escape from here, and watched him perform a strange secret technique to hide his figure.

It's just a fake alchemy monk. The concealment technique is a bit special. It may be able to hide from the ordinary alchemy monks, but for Han Ming, who has blue blind eyes, there is nowhere to hide.

The cultivator of the Tianji Pavilion could sneak into the robbery cloud, attack Han Ming, and “snatch” a Thunder Orb. All Han Ming allowed. If Han Ming wanted to kill him, he even sacrificed that fake magic weapon. There is no chance.

Watching the chaos below for a while, Han Ming raised his mouth slightly and raised his hand gently. A small half of the bone-inducing incense was ignited and turned into a few plumes of smoke. It was slightly waved and dissipated in the surrounding air.

The cultivator of Tianji Pavilion used the concealment method to hide at the very edge of the magic circle. Han Ming saw it as soon as he turned his head.

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