The Second Immortal Road

?? Raising his hand to deposit the body of the Jade Spirit Fairy into the ghost bag of the ghost head insect, Han Ming did not give the three people above a chance to react. A little bit below his feet, once again turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the three people in the sky. Away.

"His body is too strong, don't let him get close, don't hide, use the bottom of the box automatically!" The white-bearded old man reminded loudly, and then pulled to the neck, and pulled off a string of small black skull necklaces. .

"Ill!" The white-bearded old man smashed the skull necklace and threw the black powder into the sky.

Although the black powder was just a handful, as soon as it flew out, it turned into a billowing black mist, enshrouding the white-bearded old man, not only blocked the sight, but also hindered the exploration of the cultivator's mental power.

"Junior Brother Lan, you try to trap him, I'll break his defense!" The big man carrying the giant axe said to the monk Blue pupil beside him, then raised his hand slightly and pulled the black giant axe behind him. Come down.

Bite the tip of his tongue, and spit out a large amount of black and red blood at the heavy and heavy axe. The stalwart man holds the handle of the axe in both hands, and the devilish energy of his whole body is rushing into the giant axe, making the giant axe buzzing. The sound is constant, and it seems to be alive.

With the urging of the strong man, the wave of the giant axe became stronger and stronger, and the aura became heavier and heavier. A strange ghost with a head as big as a bucket but thin as a dry wood appeared on the face of the axe, with a big mouth. Big mouth swallowed the surrounding Underworld Qi.

A thick and fierce aura rippled out of the giant axe. It was not like a giant axe, but rather like a terrifying beast that was chosen and devoured.

On the other side, the Blue Eyed Brother looked at Han Ming who was coming over, without much panic on his face, he just took a deep breath, and straightly raised his foot to meet Han Ming, there was a faint blue ocean in his pupils. In forming.

"Weak water rises!" Monk Lan Tong gently raised his hand, and circles of blue halo poured out of his eyes, but disappeared again in an instant.

And at the moment when Monk Blue pupil cast the spell, Han Ming stopped in mid-air and frowned. The surrounding mountains disappeared, replaced by a sea-colored ocean with magnificent waves.

Looking at the changed scenery around him, Han Ming was rather weird. Unexpectedly, there are people in the Demon Sect who are proficient in pupil art, and they are not low-level when they look like it is a spiritual control method.

Although he clearly knew that the surrounding ocean was just an illusion formed by the other's pupil technique in his mind, Han Ming couldn't find a flaw at all. This was acting on his spirit, not an illusion that existed in reality.

Although practicing the Three Essence Convergence Jue of the Danzong sect is very beneficial to spiritual power, but in less than 800 years, if you don't cultivate to greatness, 10,000 spiritual imprints will not gather, and it is impossible for his spiritual power to increase sharply. Times.

Now Han Ming's mental power is indeed not strong enough, it is just a normal level of the same level. It is fine to meet ordinary monks, but it is not a big shortcoming, but when facing a monk who has refined spiritual power, he will be a little restrained. , And the blue pupil cultivator of the opponent is clearly stronger than the cultivator of the same rank!

The cultivator of this demon sect is quick to respond, and if it's not easy to break through the physical body, he will start from the mental power.

Han Ming probed his surroundings, his brows frowned again, his mental strength was temporarily regarded as his shortcoming, it was not easy to break it!

But Han Ming is not in a hurry. Even if he is trapped, the other party can't help him. Now his molten gold body only activates a small and a half of its power, and can harden their ancient treasures. If they are all activated, Just standing here, being a living target, let the opponent attack without fear, not to mention that he still has Luohu body not urged.

Having absorbed the quintessence of the essence of silver and iron, the molten gold body has become unbelievably strong, completely ignoring the attacks of the pill formation period, he has a lot of time to find loopholes, there is no need to rush.

"Do you want me to help!" Ran Qixi said with a smile.

"How can you talk again? You are in this state now. How can you help? This is a mental pupil technique. The mental power is not stronger than the other party, and it can't be broken at all!" Han Ming said a little bit angry, Ran Qixi is now this His condition gave him a headache. He always peeked at his every move outside, and couldn't control it at all.

The secret method that Yiling taught him seems to only confine Ran Qixi for a period of time. As long as she wants to break it, it doesn't seem to take too much effort. It seems that she hasn't spoken all the time, just symbolically giving Han Ming face.

"If I can help, I can help. Do you want me? If you say yes, I will immediately help you break this mental pupil technique!" Ran Qixi giggled again.

"I used to call myself a maid and my son, but now I am you? I don't need your help, just a small pupil technique. I don't believe that he can perform it all the time? How long can he keep me stuck?" Han Ming coldly Opened, raised his eyes and swept away, a cyan light looming in his eyes.

"It's just a hard mouth!" Ran Qixi snorted softly, and then a mental map came out: "Although the maid can't break the mark and can't see through the illusion of this mental pupil technique, she can sense what the three people are. Suffer, use this to perceive their range, and the son can do it on the person who performs the pupil technique over there."

Han Ming raised his eyebrows, coughed, and stared at the map that Ran Qixi had given him, staring at a certain wave through a huge wave that came over him. The blue halo in his eyes flashed continuously, and a blue light flashed away.

In the next instant, the surrounding blue ocean disappeared and turned into a lofty mountain again. Han Ming faced the three monks alone. The white-bearded old man emerged from the black fog, behind which stood a five-foot-high black shadow, a strong man. Holding the **** axe high, accumulating mana, ready to strike with all his strength.

But at this moment, the blue pupil monk was in a panic, covering his face with his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood spring gurgling out at all. There were two scorched black eyeballs in his palm, still flashing some blue light.

"Ah, my spirit pupil!" Monk Lan Tong screamed.

"Very good pupil technique, it's a pity!" Han Ming flicked his finger at the blue pupil young man, a light and invisible sword light flashed away, and arrived in front of the blue pupil young man in a moment, and the monk Lan pupil returned Unconsciously.

"Junior Brother, get out of here!" The other two Demon Sect cultivators reminded them, and at the same time, they must rescue them, but it was too late.

After losing his eyes, Brother Blue Tong couldn't detect the direction of Han Ming's spiritual shielding sword light. When his ears heard the faint sound of the sword light breaking through the air, the sword light had already penetrated the center of his eyebrows and cut him The spirit is destroyed.

With the help of Qing Blin Tian Jue to kill the second person, Han Ming turned to look at the remaining two monks, smiled slightly, still with white teeth.

Without hesitation, Han Ming rushed towards the strong man. At this time, two consecutive people on his side were killed by surprise attacks. While shocked, the strong man was also furious. He glanced at the black giant axe above his head with a sharp look in his eyes. In a flash, the last step of stimulation was completed.

Holding the handle of the axe, the strong man slammed on it and flew up to 20 or 30 feet. With one stroke, he smashed Huashan and slammed into Han Ming head-on.

The big ghost came out of the giant axe at this time, and with a scream, it stared at Han Ming with a pair of scarlet eyes. Its small withered hands were in the shape of a moon with both hands, carrying a huge force and blessed it. On the giant axe.

This great axe turned out to be an ancient treasure that possessed the spirit of a tool, and it had a significant increase in the power of the ancient treasure.

Han Ming grinned at this, clenched a fist, rose into the air without fear, and punched the blade of the giant axe.

But when the two were about to collide hard, a slender figure in a green skirt emerged from Han Ming's body and opened his mouth and gently sucked at the black giant axe.

As soon as the figure in the green skirt came out, the big-headed ghost without too much sanity seemed to have seen something unusually terrifying, and the instinctive one had to retract into the giant axe, but it was too late, just screaming in horror. After a few sounds, I was ripped away by that kind of irresistible weird suction.

Swallowing the big head ghost, Ran Qixi patted her belly with satisfaction, snorted at Han Ming proudly, shrank slightly, and got back into Han Ming's body.

At this time, the giant axe that had lost its spirit seemed to have suffered a lot of damage, and its power was attenuated by a half. The violent aura on it disappeared without a trace, leaving only a solid axe light.

His spirit was swallowed by an inexplicable female repairman, which made the stalwart man full of horror and wanted to stop and leave immediately.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the black and gold shock wave instantly exploded, cutting all the trees around three or four miles away.

Han Ming raised his head and met the horrified gaze of the strong man. The nine scales on his palm were broken into four layers, but he successfully grasped the axe blade.

"You are already pretty good in doing this, although only half of your body is used!" Han Ming said with a smile, and then slightly raised his hand, ready to continue to work on the strong man, but at this moment, A giant magic shadow rushed to the front.

"Thief, take it to death, look at my three true magic skills!" The white-bearded old man slapped Han Ming with a palm, and the black shadow behind him also shook his palm in the same posture as he did.

The turbulent devilish energy engulfed Han Ming, temporarily blocking Han Ming's attack on the strong man.

"Junior Brother, let's start and kill him together. This magic skill of mine specializes in devouring spiritual energy, and is extremely restrained in spiritual cultivation. It can also dissolve and swallow flesh and blood. Even if his body is extremely powerful, it is impossible to break open immediately!" The white-bearded old man yelled. With a sound, followed by a pinch of the magic tactic, the demon shadow behind him spurred a mysterious magic tactic, which seemed to be using some powerful magic method.

"Really, it was planned that you would be the last one, but since you want to die first, then you can do it for you!" Han Ming's cold voice came from the magic fog, and six small blue monuments flew out of it. , And flew over to the white-bearded old man.

Six small blue steles formed a circle, and the light of the Buddha scattered in the sky, covering the white-bearded old man and the demon shadow in the middle.

"Devil town!" Han Ming's faint voice came from the magic fog, and then six small monuments were smashed down together, and a dozen ancient demons screamed and screamed in unison.

Looking at the screaming ancient demons on the town's demon monument, the white-bearded old man shrank his pupils and had a bad premonition in his heart, but he was covered by the blue Buddha's light, but he couldn't run away. I had to bite my scalp and pinch the tactics, hold both hands high, and prop up against the sky, "Three Devouring Golem, broken!"

The black magic shadow and the white-bearded old man made the same posture, raised their hands to support the sky, and resisted the suppressed six-sided small stele, but when Fang touched, he was directly shattered, almost a trace of resistance. nothing.

"This is impossible, you can't be so strong, you are not a fake baby, this is absolutely impossible!" The old white beard only had time to scream, and was smashed with the demon shadow behind him.

At this time, there seemed to be a hole in the black monster that trapped Han Ming.

With a light sniff, swallowed the last ray of demon energy into the mouth, and put away the deputy monument of Six-faced Demon Suppression, Han Ming looked at the last strong man, still grinning like that.

"It's your turn!" Han Ming rushed towards the strong man with a sword in one hand. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Second World of Immortals", ;", chat about life, find your confidant~