The Second Immortal Road

　　 "Peng." From Han Ming's sleeve, there was a sound of an organ, but people with super hearing will find that there is a gap between the sound, and it seems that the sound of the same organ is composed of three consecutive sounds.

With these three beeps, Han Ming’s long sleeves exploded into pieces in an instant. A cloud of silver smoke appeared in front of his sleeves, which looked extremely gorgeous under the faint fluorescent light of stalactites. The silver smoke appeared in just one flash. In front of the blood-robed man.

After a closer look, I discovered that the silver mist is not a real mist, but is composed of hundreds of silver needles. Each of these silver needles as thick as a few centimeters is shining with a faint cold light, which makes people look at it at first glance. I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

　　 The speed of these hundreds of silver needles is extremely terrifying, they just appeared in front of the blood-robed man in a flash, and flew straight towards the head of the blood-robed man.

　　 The blood-robed man leaned over and wanted to put the talisman seal in his hand on Han Ming's head, so his body was very close to Han Ming. He found the hundreds of silver needles in the first time, and the soul burst out in an instant.

Although he has the cultivation base of the sixth level during the Qi training period, his five senses are extremely keen, and he can see a few silver needles clearly, but his body is no different from ordinary people. If the more than one hundred silver needles are firmly touched, his head will probably explode into a ball of paste immediately.

　　 The Silver Needle came to his face very fiercely, so that he had no time to call the mana to cast the spell, so he could only watch the Silver Needle coming towards his front door.

As Han Ming’s sleeves exploded, Han Ming’s eyes opened suddenly, staring at the blood-robed man in front of him unblinkingly. At this moment, his eyes were full of clarity. Where is the unbearable state of poisoning before him? With his left hand slammed against the wall behind him, his whole body was pressed towards the man in the blood robe.

　　 There was a sound of rain hitting the pipa, and the silver needles reached two inches in front of the blood-robed man in an instant, but they didn't advance half a minute. Instead, they seemed to hit some barrier and fell to the ground one after another.

Han Ming saw this pupil shrink suddenly, but he looked carefully, just as the hundreds of silver needles in the thousand yarn tube were about to pierce through the head of the man in the blood robe, a layer of translucent suddenly appeared in front of the face of the man in the blood robe. The light curtain blocked all the menacing silver needles outside.

Han Ming was shocked by the invisible barrier in front of the blood-robed man’s face. These silver needles that could penetrate the soft sword five feet away were easily blocked by a translucent light curtain, and the light curtain remained the same. Smooth as a mirror, without a trace of damage.

　　 There was a trace of fierceness flashing in Han Ming's eyes, and his face became extremely savage. Now he has no retreat, and he can only fight to the death, directly reaching out and pressing on the face of the blood-robed man who is close at hand.

　　 There is a crimson fireball in the center of his palm. The fluid flame in this fireball keeps circulating inside the fireball, exuding bursts of suffocating heat.

"Hey." The fireball was pushed straight to the face of the blood-robed man by Han Ming, but was blocked by the translucent light curtain two inches in front of the blood-robed man's face, and then suddenly It went out in a flash.

Han Ming himself was slammed into the stone wall behind him by the countershock of the light curtain. His chest twitched, and he spouted a mouthful of blood mist. The blood mist smashed the head of the blood-robed man. It covered most of it, but it was completely isolated from the outside by that layer of light curtain.

　　Before, the blood-robed man was scared to death by more than a hundred silver needles, thinking that he was going to capsize in the gutter, and was killed by a hairy boy in this cave. But he hadn't reacted yet, and the silver needles all fell to the ground as if they had hit something.

　　 Before he could be happy, he saw the kid who was supposed to be unconscious, pushing a fireball technique in his hand and pressing it down on his head, and he was suddenly cold and sweaty. He knew the power of this fire bomb technique very well. If he was hit, he would turn into a pile of fly ash without taking a breath.

But to the surprise of the blood-robed man, a translucent light curtain suddenly appeared in front of his face. This light curtain not only blocked the pyrotechnics, but also shattered the mana in the fireball and directly extinguished it. That ball of fire.

　　 The blood-robed man only reacted at this time. He didn't even think about it. After using the light body technique under his feet, two flashes rushed to seven or eight feet away from Han Ming. His face was pale, and he looked shocked.

　　 Han Ming also struggled to stand up at this time. He held the sword across his chest with one hand, and held the stone wall with the other to support his body, coldly looking at the blood-robed man not far away.

　　 At this time, a white light flashed in Han Ming's eyes. He could clearly see the translucent light curtain that emerged from the blood-robed man's body, but under the observation of Wang Qi technique, there was golden light flowing in that light curtain from time to time.

　　 After a few breaths, the blood-robed man's emotions calmed down, but he was still a little scared. If it weren't for the light curtain, he would have turned into a cloud of fly ash at this moment. At the same time, he was a little puzzled as to what the light curtain that saved his life was. The situation was urgent just now, and he didn't have time to mobilize mana to use the means, and the light curtain was not released by him at all.

　　 After two breaths, there was a crisp sound from the robe of the blood-robed man, as if something was broken. Only then did the blood-robed man think of something. He stripped off the clothes on his chest and removed a jade pendant from his neck.

This pendant is creamy white as a whole. Not only is it crystal clear and translucent, but there is also a faint light emitting from it, but this light is gradually dissipating, becoming weaker and weaker, until the light in the pendant is completely dissipated. There is no longer any difference from ordinary ornaments.

　　 After the light in the jade ornaments completely dissipated, there was another cracking sound from the ornaments, and dense cracks appeared in the originally smooth and condensed jade, like a layer of spider web.

　　 In the end, the ornament turned into a mass of powder, floating to the ground from the gap between the blood-robed man's fingers.

　　 As the jade pendant bounced, Han Ming's expression changed, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and the light curtain around the blood-robed man gradually disappeared.

After the light curtain disappeared, Han Ming saw that there was only a faint white light around the blood-robed man. The white light in the blood-robed man's dantian was the most abundant. Han Ming was very familiar with these white lights, and there were also some around him, with exposed mana. The performance, he also has the whole body, but it is much lighter than the white light of the blood-robed man.

At this time, the blood-robed man's complexion became cloudy and uncertain. He couldn't think that the light curtain that saved his life was the pendant exuded. Only then did he remember that the jade was passed down to him by his master. One of the things, his master said at the beginning that this jade ornament can be activated by itself. After activation, it will form a layer of body protection aura similar to the gold mask technique on the user's body, but it will dissipate after the activation does not last long.

The blood-robed man lowered his head and thought for a while, then waved his hand and sprinkled the remaining powder on the ground. He raised his head and stared at Han Ming fiercely: "You dare to destroy my magic weapon. Today, you will be stunned. , And then put it in the scorching sun for seven or forty-nine days, and then let your soul fly away."

The blood-robed man is still somewhat confident. The reason why he was in danger just now was because he was careless and underestimated the kid in front of him. Otherwise, how could he threaten his life with a fifth-level Qi training kid? .

　　Han Ming leaned against the stone wall, staring at the blood-robed man, his face was as usual, but in fact, his heart was a bit bitter, and he didn't even burn the blood-robed man by fire bombing.

　　 Although the blood-robed man had a fierce mouth, he didn't immediately get into trouble, but first looked at Han Ming fiercely in the same place.

"Boy, you have just been bitten by my poisonous snake, why didn't you lose consciousness at all!" The blood-robed man looked at Han Ming with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Obviously, he was very unsure that Han Ming could still wake up after being bitten. untie.

The blood-robed man is very confident in his poisonous snake. You must know that the toxicity of the black-toothed snake is far from comparable to that of the general poison. He once bit an adult big worm with a black-toothed snake, and that big worm does not have too many. After struggling, he passed out, but now he hasn't even let down a little boy, which really surprised him.

　　 "Oh, is there any benefit to what I told? Can you let me go?" Han Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke slowly.

"If you are satisfied with me, it is not impossible to let you go, but you have to answer my words honestly." The blood-robed man's eyes flashed cold, but he immediately hid it, and immediately replaced it with one. Gentle smile.

　　 "What you said is true? You can really let me go!" There was a trace of doubt on Han Ming's face, as if he didn't believe what the blood-robed man said.

　　 "Of course, there is no deep hatred between you and me, so why should I not be able to get along with you. If you can satisfy me, why not let you live?" The blood-robed man smiled, and the smile on his face became more gentle.

　　 Han Ming had a sneer in his heart. This man in the blood-robed robe really thought he was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid, so cheated, he didn't have deep hatred and hatred. Was the sentence that he was so utterly utterly utterly uttered in the sun? You must know that although his sneak attack just now had some accidents, judging from the scared expression of the blood-robed man, the sneak attack just now almost succeeded.

"Okay, you ask, I know everything I can answer, I just hope you won’t break your promise and let me go!" Han Ming’s expression changed, and some sincerity appeared on his face. I believe the words of the blood-robed man.

"Ha, ha, ha, okay." The blood-robed man laughed three times and screamed hello again. The smile on his face became more gentle: "Just now you were bitten by my snake, why didn't you? coma!"

"When I was a child, I ran into a Taoist priest. He said that he had a relationship with me, so he gave me a Qingling powder, which can relieve all the poisons in the world. On weekdays, I hide Qingling behind my teeth. When I realized I was bitten. Then I broke the Qinglingsan. But it was a bit late and I fainted. When the Qinglingsan's effect came into play, I saw you in front of me after I woke up. I thought I was attacked by a sneak attack. If it is offensive, I hope that Haihan will not have trouble with me as a kid." Han Ming made up an excuse indiscriminately, regardless of whether he believes it or not.

　　 But Han Ming’s lie is not groundless, just like that Qinglingsan is the legendary antidote holy medicine, even Hualao also highly praised it, and often regretted not being able to prepare one.

"It turns out to be Qinglingsan! It's really possible to detoxify the black tooth snake's poison, but this Qinglingsan configuration requires long-term medicinal materials. How can a Taoist priest get it?" The blood-robed man secretly said. He whispered, his tone was skeptical, and he didn't know how much he believed Han Ming's words.

"My poisonous snake accidentally injured the little brother by mistake. I hope that the little brother doesn't mind. Fortunately, the little brother has a detoxification medicine like Qingling San, otherwise I will be very guilty." The blood-robed man's face was full of piles. With a gentle smile and even a hint of self-blame, it seems that he really felt guilty for hurting Han Ming by the poisonous snake.

　　 "By the way, I haven't asked where the little brother is, what family he comes from, and how he appeared in the deep mountains and old forest here." The blood-robed man asked again.