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Volume 7: The Battle between Spirit and Demon

Chapter 1,48: Battle of Heavenly Chains Six

The black-patterned ancient demon, which was still fine and black scales, raised his head. When he saw the light white flying swords, his face was very strange, and then he said sarcastically: "It turned out to be a natal magic weapon. I don't know if you are really stupid or fake. The more magic weapons in the battle, the better?"

"Oh, does Lord Ancient Demon have any other insights?" Han Ming was not anxious and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Thirty-six natal magic weapons, or sword-shaped magic weapons. Are you elixir fire enough? Is the baby fire enough? All mortals understand that you can't chew too much. You have refined so many natal magic weapons in the Nascent Soul stage! Do you have so much magic power to activate the sword formation?" After the black-patterned ancient demon turned his hand to his forehead, his sharp claws directly pressed into his back, grabbed his spine, and slowly pulled it out!

The 25-white spine bones were covered with blood stains, and even bloodlines attached to them, slowly wiggling like earthworms swimming on the bones.

The black-print ancient demon pulled it gently and thrust the spine like a whip, making a slight sound of bone impact, which was crisp and pleasant, but Han Ming, not far away, frowned slightly.

This demon clan is really cruel. He actually refines his bones into his natal magic weapon. He is really "focused". It is in sharp contrast with his hundreds of thousands of evil bone-sacrificial swords.

"Boy, for thousands of years, the ones who died in the bone-damaging whip of my deity are the demon generals. Now you have one more Nascent Soul Stage, you are blessed, you will not lose!" The black-patterned ancient demon raised the bone-whip in his hand and smiled.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you have no blessing to save me!" Han Ming's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Ran Qixi above the sky, and then quietly stepped back: "But Lord Demon can try the boy's spiritual sword, is it what he imagined!"

At this time, Ran Qixi was signaled by Han Ming, glared at his almond eyes, raised his white wrist, and pinched a sword technique below. Then, a series of crystal clear and almost invisible sword lights fell downwards, and "floated" downwards at the black-patterned ancient demon in the middle.

Han Ming raised his foot and flew on the demon sealing monument and sat directly on it, without hesitation for the magic power in his body and turned wildly towards the monument.

Magnificent blue Buddha lights surged out from the demon sealing monument. Guided by the demon sealing monument, it condensed into a blue Buddha light around it, surging, just like outside the cliff cave, the Demon-Capture Array surrounded and killed three god-transforming stages, but the momentum here was much smaller than that time.

"Zhizeng laughed!" The black-printed demon clan roared to the sky with disdain, waved the bone whip in his hand, and pulled it out. The target was Han Ming on the Demon Seal Monument!

A phantom of a white bone whip that was dozens of feet long appeared above Han Ming's head and thrust down suddenly. Before it could really fall, Han Ming felt an invisible pressure, which directly covered him, making him feel like he was trapped in a mud, and it was extremely laborious to move!

In this situation, Han Ming was not panicked, and he didn't care about the shadow of the bone whip on his head at all. He just pinched a mysterious magic trick with one hand and poured down towards the "Zheng!" below. The surging Buddha light poured down. In an instant, the surging Buddha light came down one after another.

The dozens of ancient demon phantoms on the several demon sealed monuments seemed to be alive, and they all roared, broke free from the demon sealed monument, condensed under the gathering of surging Buddha light, their eyes widened, and rushed towards the black-patterned ancient demon below!

"Hey, this Buddha treasure has suppressed the people of my holy clan?" The black-patterned ancient demon saw more than a dozen "ancient demons" roaring towards him, with a strange look on his face, but it was only limited to this.

The black-patterned ancient demon waved the bone whip in his hand again, and turned into more than ten whip shadows. In just a moment, it slapped firmly on the "Ancient Demons" and immediately sucked them into Buddha's light.

At the same time, the shadow of the giant bone whip above Han Ming's head also fell on Han Ming's head, but Han Ming was still standing still, as steady as Mount Tai, allowing the bone whip to descend.

The black-print ancient demon frowned, a little confused about what Han Ming was doing, and he didn't resist and let the bone whip suck it down hard. Just as he made up his mind and silently increased his magic power to pull Han Ming into a blood mist, several sword lights flashed away.

The amazing bone whip suddenly stopped, and then suddenly turned into more than a hundred pieces, exploded directly, and reached Han Ming's head, with only a gust of breeze left, and the power could only barely brush the corner of his clothes.

Han Ming looked at the black-patterned ancient demon below, with no expression on his face. If this demon formation had only such power, how could it suppress the demonic disaster in the Nether Bone Continent? You must know that the nine Nascent Soul Stages could surround the existence of the three God Transformation Stages!

Han Ming just made a gentle gesture, and the blue-like Buddha light gathered in the middle. More than a dozen broken "Ancient Demons" condensed again, roaring at the black-patterned ancient demon in the middle!

Seeing this, the black-patterned ancient demon frowned, and flipped his hands again, and whipped it out. The "Ancient Demons" around him broke in response, but in just half a breath, the Buddha light around him condensed again, and more than a dozen ancient demons appeared intact.

"Want to exhaust my deity's magic power? Ignorance!" The black-patterned ancient demon sneered when he saw this. Although he was suppressed by the interface so that he could only use his late-stage Nascent Soul power, the majestic magic power in his body was still at the level of the Demon Lord!

Even if he casts spells with all his strength at all times, he can last for a long time, not counting his recovery of mana during this period! Although he will definitely win if he consumes it, the Black-Secret Demon Lord does not have such patience and does not want to waste time like this!

With a slight clenched his fist, the Black-Secret Demon Lord suddenly raised his foot forward, held the long whip in his hand, stepped in the void, and strode towards Han Ming.

Seeing this, Han Ming's expression remained unchanged, "Since Lord Demon doesn't want to waste it, Han can only accompany you!" Han Ming made a sudden move with one hand, and more than ten small monuments actually danced and were embedded on the demon sealing monument. More than ten "ancient demons" also shot back one after another, turning into carvings and blending on the demon sealing monument.

The demon sealing monument suddenly increased, becoming more than ten feet wide, like a huge blue seal, falling from the sky and hitting the head of the Black-Secret Demon Lord. Before it was smashed down, the whistling wind blew the black-Secret Demon Lord's robe high!

The black-patterned ancient demon bent and shouted "Xiaodaoer!" He punched the demon in the sky with both hands. He wanted to unravel the demon monument or even shatter it, but he miscalculated it. The huge blue monument seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds.

With the strength of the black-patterned ancient demon, the body did not even pop up the demon monument, but instead bent his legs and almost knelt on the ground.

The black-patterned ancient demon had a little shocked in his eyes. How could this be possible? With his body, he couldn't even move it. How heavy is this giant monument!

Han Ming, who was in the top, smiled and knew that the ancient demon was arrogant and arrogant, and he actually used his body to force the demon stele. He didn't know that the demon stele had been refined by him the day after tomorrow and joined the incredible ancient stele that he had obtained at the bottom of Mingyue Lake in Dongyue Mansion!

Using the Demon-Sealing Monument to suppress the black-patterned ancient demon, Han Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and waved his hand, and a crystal three-foot green breeze appeared in his hand, and he pointed at the top of his head.

Ran Qixi, who was in the top, nodded understandingly and gently pointed at the thirty-six Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Swords that were made into the sword formation. A huge sword energy fell from the sky and merged into the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Swords in Han Ming's hand!

The sharp aura in the entire sword formation was called over and gathered in the sword in Han Ming's hand!

Han Ming opened his eyes and shouted in his heart, "Turn the sword into silk!" He slowly pulled open his arms and was about to send out the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword in his hand!

The Wansha Bone Sacrifice Sword has been tempered by the Nine Dharma River sword energy, the sword pool, the central bone sword, and the vital energy infusion after the collapse of the Xuantian Ancient Realm. Each of them is probably broken into the level of the spiritual treasure, and the sharpness is even more terrifying!

Han Ming used the great magic power that matched the Wansha Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword to turn the sword into silk, condensing the sharp aura of the entire sword formation that Ran Qixi had worked hard to condense. Under this slash, the power was only above the power of Jin Yaoyang destroying the Taie Moon Iron Sword just now!

Han Ming was waiting for this opportunity and planned to kill with one blow!

The magic power surged towards the spiritual sword in his hand, and Han Ming was about to slash out with one sword. When the black-patterned ancient demon saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank. This was an extremely mysterious instinctive sensing, a feeling of a life-and-death crisis. If he was slashed by a sword, there would be absolutely no way out.

The black-patterned ancient demon was extremely shocked and didn't bother to worry about a person who could use this kind of attack power in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He only knew that if he didn't fight hard now, he would be afraid that he would have no chance!

The black-patterned ancient demon roared in a deep voice, and the black patterns on his body seemed to come alive, twisting and tangling, gathering together, forming one black eye after another, which was the real eye, not the simple tattoos before.

"The blood of the Thousand-Eyed Giant!" Han Ming suddenly burst into his heart with some demons of extraordinary origins that Ling and he mentioned in the Demon World, among which there is this kind of blood of the Thousand-Eyed Giant. It is said that after adulthood, it is comparable to the powerful existence of a true spirit like Luo!

This black-patterned ancient demon is actually a member of the original local demon clan in the demon world!

But it doesn't matter. No matter what bloodline he is, Han Ming slashed it with a sword. Anyway, it was a corpse after death. The bloodline of the Thousand-Eyed Giant cannot make him resurrect from the dead!

In order to be foolproof, Han Ming's eyes flashed and activated the Qingblind Heavenly Jue. There were many eyes, just so the Qingblind Heavenly Jue specifically restrained his eyes. No matter whether you are an ancient demon or a thousand-eyed giant, you will have to become blind!

Han Ming's attack was about to be swung, but at this moment, a surging wave came from outside, and the thirty-six Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword was blown to pieces, and the sword formation was instantly shattered.

The Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword and the Qingblind Heavenly Jue in Han Ming's hand had never been used. He was like a small boat in a storm. He flew out directly and continuously activated the magic tricks, but he couldn't stabilize his body at all!
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