"Born from death, the bone of vitality is actually this kind of underworld bone!" Han Ming stroked the pectoral fins of the butterfly fish with faint squirting bloody hairs, his face full of complex colors, and he silently said to himself: "But it's a pity. If he had discovered it earlier, Luohu might not have to fight to kill the method of curse to resolve the curse, and perhaps he could save the concubine's life!"

The three-headed Nether Bone wanted to go forward to collect the spoils, but was taken first by a human race, which immediately made them extremely frightened and angry. However, after feeling the unfathomable aura of Han Ming, he did not dare to speak rudely.

"This human ally, this Nether Bone King was killed by us. According to the rules set by the Spirit Emperor, this half belongs to our Nether Bone. What are you doing? Are you going to break the rules of Lord Ling Emperor!" The Nether Bone soul fire, which looks like a turtle, jumped continuously, and a wisp of divine thought power was waving.

Han Ming turned his head slightly and glanced at the three-headed Nether Bone. He was not displeased. His identity as a human emperor has not been fully disclosed to the public. Hundreds of Nether Bone Kings still don’t know him. If these Nether Bone Kings in the Killing Stage don’t know him, they shouldn’t know him even more!

On the other side, most of the people in the Shengxing Sect recognized Han Ming, the most mysterious Supreme Elder of the Shengxing Sect. Although someone had never seen him, he had seen the portrait of the Zushitang.

All the monks who were able to come came gathered and saluted Han Ming respectfully, shouted that they had seen the uncle, and looked at Han Ming with a faint reverence.

When Yu Yanliang saw Han Ming appear, his expression suddenly stagnated. A bright look ignited in his indifferent eyes, as if he was standing forward, but he seemed to have thought of something, his expression darkened slightly. Instead, he did not step forward, but instead took a step back silently, trying hard to make himself inconspicuous.

Many cultivators from the Killing Physical Stage of the Star Sect gathered around, and the soul fire of the Three-Headed Bone King became so powerful that they felt that these human races were suppressing them and forcing them to compromise!

"All of the human race, although you are the Great Nether Bone King, please don't mislead yourself. Lord Ling Emperor cannot be violated!" The sea turtle Nether Bone said in a deep voice again.

Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled faintly: "It's not bad, it's a bit arrogant, it's exactly what the King of the Three Spirit Dynasty Nether Bones should have!" Then he raised his hand gently and threw out the eighth-level Nether Bone that he had just killed.

"Switch with you, go back!" Han Ming turned his hand gently and put away the butterfly fish dark bones.

Seeing this, the three-headed Nether Bone was shocked and suspicious. This human race was stupid. He exchanged a large Nether Bone King for half a seventh-level Nether Bone. Anyone could see that it was a sure loss.

"Is there something special about the Butterfly King's body?" One sixth-level dark bone secretly communicated with the other two.

"There should be something special, so should we exchange it?" The Turtle Netherworld reacted and started to communicate silently.

The three-headed bones communicated with each other, but Han Ming would not have the patience to listen to them secretly communicated. He just raised his hand gently, rolled up a light of inspiration, wrapped Yu Yan's huddled in the corner, and disappeared with a slight flash.

Tuliu Shengxing Sect, a large group of Jidan monks with big eyes, and the three-headed Nether bones that were still discussing, were too late to know where the man had gone.

Han Ming turned into a ray of escape light and sank into a huge palace with several giant tortoises behind the Emperor's War Department in the distance. He went deeper and let go of Yu Yan's light.

"Master Han..." Yu Yan lowered his head, but before he finished speaking, he changed his mouth bitterly: "Fourth Elders."

Looking at Yu Yan's face, who looked down at Yu Yan's head and didn't raise it at all, Han Ming's face was a little complicated. This person should have been his dual-cultural partner, but in many accidents, he was still...

Han Ming had to admit that Yu Yanliang was a good girl. In terms of personality, she was more suitable for being a dual-cultural partner than the arrogant Concubine Wei. Whoever married her was a blessing in his previous life.

If he was in the foundation-building stage when he came back, if he and Concubine Que had not had a merging relationship, if there was no infant transformation fruit, if her cultivation qualifications were as good as Concubine Que, it would be useful for his cultivation after the Nascent Soul stage, or Duanmu left a tough order to not let her down, perhaps it would be another scene, and they might be able to become a pair of fairy couples who respect each other.

It’s a pity that there are not so many ifs, there are not so many or!

"Sister Yu, why bother with your senior brother? You and I respect each other as our teacher. We are the senior brothers and sisters, so we don't have to be so kinky!" Han Ming said slowly.

Yu Yanqiu still lowered his head, silent, without saying a word, without answering or responding.

Seeing Yu Yan's appearance, Han Ming sighed silently, and a hint of pity rose in his heart. However, he was also a little confused. Didn't Duanmu choose a set of martial arts for her that he could forget her feelings? After the middle stage of the elixir, he would be "not in the world". But now, when he saw that Yu Yan's current situation did not seem to be affected too much.

Han Ming looked at Yu Yan's appearance and didn't know how to speak. After thinking for a while, he said: "My junior sister is already a fake baby. Why don't you consolidate your cultivation in the sect and try to build babies? There should be a set of infant-type techniques in the sect, which is very useful for the bottleneck of infant-type creation, and there are several kinds of spiritual pills! They are all senior brothers and sisters of the same sect, Senior Brother Xie, Senior Sister Qiao should do her best to assist. The resources that the sect can call will be tilted towards you. Even if the junior sister is less than half of the infant-type creation, it will not be much different!"

"Yeah!" Yu Yanqi just nodded slightly, then turned his hand and took out a storage bag: "I just saw that my senior brother was interested in this butterfly fish, so I'll give this half to my senior brother!"

Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, did not refuse, took the storage bag, looked at Yu Yanxi in a complicated manner, and added in harmony: "Junior sister, don't take risks here, go back to the sect, calm your mind, adjust your state, and prepare for infant formation. Within five years, I will send someone to send you some spiritual objects to assist in infant formation and restrain the inner demons!"

When Yu Yanliang heard Han Ming’s promise, he was not happy at all. He just raised his head slightly and stared at Han Ming with his slightly red eyes. "Hasn't the senior brother only cared about the people who are useful to him? The junior sister is just a useless person and is useless to the senior brother. Why do you waste resources!"

I don’t know if it was Han Ming’s illusion, but I actually heard some resentment from Yu Yanliang’s tone.

Han Ming was not annoyed at Yu Yan's "question" regardless of his identity. He just turned his head silently and was reluctant to look at Yu Yan's eyes, "The past is gone, why bother with junior sister!"

"Yes, the past is gone!" Yu Yanliang actually laughed when he saw Han Ming's appearance, full of bitterness. "Senior brother's way is expected, his life span is destined to be long. Some small things in the past are unremarkable past events, so they can naturally pass with the wind! What the senior brother cares about is the present, and what he plans for is the future!"

Han Ming silently raised his head and looked up at the hall. It was his turn to stop talking.

Seeing Han Ming's appearance, Yu Yan's eyes darkened slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said: "If senior brother has nothing else, junior sister will take the leave first and go back to the sect!"

Han Ming still didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Yu Yan turned around and walked straight outside the hall, but when he reached the door of the hall and was about to step out of the hall, he suddenly turned around and stared at Han Ming, as if he was waiting for something.

"Is there anything wrong with junior sister?" Han Ming sighed in his heart.
Chapter completed!