The other physical head of the Spirit of All Spirits looked so weird. It was clearly a carp head, but the surface was not fish scales, but the iron feathers of a bird, dark and shiny, as if cast from fine iron.

The head of this carp bird also emitted a wild aura, extremely noble, and his bloodline was far from comparable to that of the human race, just like a god's suppression of mortals!

There is no doubt that this carp, bird and beast are also an ancient spirit, similar to the existence of Qingluan, and only exists in legends!

Han Ming instantly recognized the monster of carp and beast. He was so familiar with it. Perhaps because of Luo Shi, he actually felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his bones for no reason. He wanted to go up and tear it apart immediately!

You Tian Kunpeng, the mortal enemy of the Luo clan for thousands of years, even if there is no hatred, as long as we meet, we will basically have to live to the death. If we don’t kill one party, the other party will not give up!

You Tian Kunpeng is not an easy person to be a mortal enemy with the Luo clan. Although he is not as good as the top ancient spirit of the True Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix, he can also be compared with colorful peacocks, golden crows and the like.

This Youtian Kunpeng is a monster with wind attributes. Once born, he can have the potential to comprehend the rules of the wind attributes. If he is an adult, the laws of wind attributes are extremely powerful. The word Youtian is enough to reflect this powerful bloodline!

"Roar!" The spirit of all spirits roared angrily, and the head of You Tian Kunpeng suddenly raised, took a breath, and actually pulled the air around more than a hundred feet, making Han Ming, who was not far away, feel difficult to breathe.

Then You Tian Kunpeng's head suddenly raised, opened his mouth towards Han Ming, and an illusory almost invisible wind blade flashed and disappeared instantly. The speed made Han Ming only have time to twist his waist in a hurry.

The next moment, Han Ming felt the light curtain outside his body shattering, and then his lower body cooled slightly. He flew out, carrying a large handful of golden blood behind him, and from his waist down, it actually stayed in place, still floating everywhere, and there was no time to fall to the ground.

With the wind blade slashed, Han Ming was cut in half. If he hadn't reacted faster and had the vital points unsteadily, the Nascent Soul he hid in his body would have been cut into two pieces with the attack just now!

After flying horizontally, Han Ming was shocked for a moment, and immediately reacted, and suddenly made a move towards his lower body, sucking his waist and two thighs into his hands through the air.

After rolling twenty or thirty feet on the ground, Han Ming, who was flying, stopped barely and looked at the lion-headed dragon that was still floating on the spot in horror, with a gray face on his face!

It was almost the same. If I hadn't reacted so quickly, my human body would have disappeared just now!

"The reaction is quite fast, but you can hide once, the second, the third, the tenth time!" The lion-headed dragon opened its mouth, and then the head of You Tian Kunpeng opened his mouth slightly, and there were vague wind blades that were similar to the previous one slowly forming.

"Is that so? Unfortunately, Han has already been wary of it. What should I do?" Han Ming raised his right hand suddenly, and his body was immediately covered with black electric patterns. A stream of mysterious and mysterious space fluctuations appeared all over his body!

There were actually a circle of ripples appearing in the surrounding space, just like the wind gently blowing the calm water surface. There were folds overlapping, but if you didn’t look carefully, you couldn’t see clearly!

To deal with You Tian Kunpeng, it is better to use Luo's methods to defend against it. After all, these two ancient spirits are the greatest enemies of life and death, and their magical powers are somewhat mutually restrained! The magical power of black thunder was created by Luo's body's Sky-Devouring Thunder. There is no skill, just to make the surrounding space wrinkle to achieve a defensive effect!

When ordinary attacks encounter this space wrinkle, they always need to reduce their speed slightly, and their power will be eliminated by 20% out of thin air. At the same time, they also have a warning effect. Han Ming can also detect which attack appears in advance!

Seeing black thunder and lightning appearing on Han Ming's body, the lion-headed dragon was not surprised but happy, and just waited for the other party to use Luo Shenzhi. He always thought that the reason why the Boiling Blood Roar was useless was because the other party used a secret method to suppress Luo Xuezhi, but now the other party is using Luo Shenzhi, so he can't suppress Luo Xuezhi!

Five lion-headed dragon heads and ten giant pupils stared at Han Ming at the same time, opened their mouths again, and roared at Han Ming with the same sound wave as before, but the result of this made it stunned, and it was useless!

Han Ming on the other side was in the wrinkles of the space. He flipped his hand gently and spliced ​​his upper and lower body once. Then the golden light flashed suddenly at the splicing and then melted and formed again!

Han Ming moved for a while, without any discomfort.

"Immortal Body!" Seeing that Han Ming had recovered so simply, the lion-headed dragon's face was shocked. The Immortal Body was a famous and powerful physique, and also known as the Immortal Body!

The lion-headed dragon was a little inexplicably excited. Unexpectedly, Luo Zhenxue was so special. If it was refined by the spirit of all spirits, wouldn’t he have such powerful life-saving magical power?

By then, you may not need to cultivate yourself, and the cut off head can easily grow out!

This time, the lower world seems to have made a lot of money!

"Hmph, it's useless to say more. Let's see the truth!" Han Ming pinched with one hand, and the black lightning all over his body surged, like flexible black snakes, wandering up and down the whole body, making him look like a descendant demon god.

"Hmph, why do you need to roar with blood? I want to kill you? There are at least a hundred ways to kill you!" The lion-headed dragon spoke buzzing, and then the head of You Tian Kunpeng trembled suddenly, and he opened his mouth slightly, and several wind blades that were similar to Han Ming before were cut off in half flashed away.

The extremely sharp wind blade slashed at Han Ming again, but this time it fell into nothing. When the wind blade touched the wrinkles of the space around Han Ming, it actually trembled slightly and felt a little stagnant.

Han Ming also seized this fleeting opportunity. Several blue and black lightning flashed out of his body, and suddenly the wind blades in the middle stopped them completely. Then Han Ming raised his foot slightly and disappeared in an instant, rushing towards the spirits of all spirits.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The lion-headed dragon let out a low roar. The last physical lion-headed slammed slightly, and turned into a monster with a red face, but only one number, and there were snake scales in his ears.

The red-faced monster stared at Han Ming and then slowly closed it, and the surroundings instantly fell into endless darkness. It was either dark without light or darkness, bottomless and unseen!

Han Ming rushed forward, but found that he seemed to fall into a closed dark space, which was pitch black and could not see anything. Even if he subconsciously released a fireball, although he could feel the heat of the fireball, he could not see its light at all!

For a moment, he seemed to be blind and could not detect anything in his mental power. There was only the whistling sound of wind around him, and it seemed that some giant creature was raging around him.

Han Ming tried hard to open the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, and his eyes surging green light, looking forward, but the effect was not very good. This was the first time. He activated the Qingblind Heavenly Jue with all his strength, but only a trace of gray light was added in front of him, turning the endless darkness into thick gray fog!

This feeling of not being able to sense everything around him made Han Ming feel involuntarily panic, and he stopped in place for a moment, not daring to move.

Recalling the appearance of the last physical head of the lion-headed dragon, Han Ming immediately had a guess that this was the last ancient spiritual bloodline of the lion-headed dragon, and it should be the legendary Zhulong!

Zhulong, a real dragon, is also considered a very powerful existence. The king of the dragon clan, has a human head and a dragon body, never sleeps, does not drink or eats, blows the wind, changes in the four seasons, open your eyes to light, close your eyes to dark!

Han Ming never expected that closing his eyes to darkness would have such a magical power. A powerful method similar to the pupil technique made him blind instantly and unable to see anything. The Qingblind Heavenly Jue was useless!

In reality, the surroundings were still bright, but Han Ming stood vigilantly, his face full of panic. Not far away, the lion-headed dragon was surging with a huge body, causing a large amount of wind to circulate Han Ming, as if he was looking for a chance to kill with one blow!

Han Ming stood there, unwillingly continued to activate the Qingblind Heavenly Jue. Two or three feet of green light shot out from his eyes, scanning the surroundings, but it was still useless. The eyes were still gray and there was no living thing at all.

After dozens of circles around Han Ming, the lion-headed dragon finally attacked. You Tian Kunpeng's head slightly opened the carp's mouth, and three faint wind blades flashed away. Qingluan's head roared slightly, and several bright white space cracks followed closely behind.

As for the last one-faced Zhulong, the man opened his mouth suddenly, and spewed out a red flame, turning into a sea of ​​fire, carrying some strong evil spirit, and then headed towards Han Ming!

The magical powers of the three ancient spirits are extremely powerful, and they are hard to resist for the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage. However, at this time, they fell down at Han Ming, who could not sense external objects, and they were directly killed on the spot.

At this moment, Han Ming seemed to have guessed something. He flipped his hand and took out a small red stove, raised his foot and put himself in. The first thing he could do was to face the three wind blades.

Three wind blades flashed suddenly and hit the Tianhuo stove. Then there was a "peng" sound, which exploded from the other side and penetrated directly, followed by a strand of red and golden blood.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten space cracks also came over. The huge furnace body of the Tianhuo Furnace suddenly flashed, tearing the furnace wall of the Tianhuo Furnace, and then a small half broke from the other side.

In just a moment, the Tianhuo Furnace, which had a history, was penetrated and ventilated!

As for the last wave of red flames, the stove rumbled that day, and a powerful suction force burst out, which actually directly filled the red sea of ​​fire.

However, the red flame is clearly not an ordinary thing, it contains unimaginable erosion. Even though the Tianhuo Furnace has been tempered by underground essence fire for tens of thousands of years, it is a treasure of fire attributes and cannot bear it.

The furnace wall of the Tianhuo Furnace is actually softening, and the various patterns on it are softening. It seems that if you don’t have to breathe a dozen times, this rare treasure will be burned into a pool of red molten iron.

When the lion-headed dragon saw this scene, it sneered. You Tian Kunpeng's head slightly raised, and even spit out several wind blades again, flashed away, pierced through the Tianhuo stove again, shot out from the other side, and brought out a large amount of golden blood!

This looks like a mortal death!

"Hmph, I want to kill you. Not to mention there are hundreds of ways, but there are dozens of them. The magical secret techniques I know are far from comparable to you!" The lion-headed dragon grinned and buzzed, as if quite proud.

But at this moment, a golden figure with his upper body suddenly appeared on its head at some point, holding up its right arm that had been swollen several times, raising its middle finger, and gently tapping the head of the man's one-faced Zhulong.

With this guidance, the swollen arm suddenly flashed with blood, and a terrifying and fierce aura suddenly burst out, which actually tore the skin on the surface, revealing the red and golden arm bones below!

"One Tribulation Finger!" Han Ming shouted softly in his heart, and then a crystal blood-colored sword about two inches long flew away from the slender middle finger and disappeared.

Only with the sound of "Peng!", the head of the man-headed Zhulong suddenly exploded into a blood mist. At the same time, Han Ming suddenly recovered his vision, lowered his head slightly, and saw clearly the huge body of the lion-headed dragon.

Han Ming was overjoyed, and could not care about the withered right arm that had shrunk to the skin and bones. He gently pinched his left hand and a blue, black and gold-colored villain emerged from his body. It was somewhat similar to the human Nascent Soul, but it was very different from the peaceful Nascent Soul, because the body of this villain was filled with a bursting aura of destruction.

The thunder-eating spirit opened its mouth slightly, and two red golden lightnings that were extremely yang and yang burst out from its mouth. When it rolled around, it turned into two red dragons, rolling towards the heads of the Ling Qingluan of All Spirits and You Tian Kunpeng.

This is the Demon-killing God Thunder that the Thunder-Devouring Spirit has accumulated for hundreds of years. Although the power is not too strong and cannot threaten the God Transformation Stage, it is the nemesis of the demon clan. It can easily defeat the demonic energy with a slight slightest.

Although this Demon Lord has inspired the bloodline of all spirits, its origin is demonic energy. Using this Demon-killing God Thunder should be twice the result with half the effort!

As Han Ming guessed, the two red and golden thunder dragons rushed and hit Qingluan and You Tian Kunpeng's heads, and instantly blasted them into blood and flesh, splashing all over the place.

With a "Peng!", Qingluan's head had only a whine and burst. Regardless of You Tian Kunpeng's head, it was a stalemate, although only half of his head was hung around his neck.

"Roar!" You Tian Kunpeng was extremely frightened and roared, and a series of extremely sharp wind blades appeared on his body and slashed towards Han Mingheng.

Han Ming had already reached a series of attacks, and it was time to take a step back. He knew the power of these wind blades and was unwilling to take it head-on, so he twisted his waist and used the Sky-Devouring Thunder to interfere with the Wind Blade, and instantly escaped.

However, while escaping, Han Ming waved his hand and sucked the Tianhuo Furnace in the distance. He raised his hand and sucked a ball of red and golden blood into his hand. He threw the Tianhuo Furnace at the spirit of all spirits without hesitation.

"Explode!" Han Ming chose to self-destruct this fire-attribute treasure, a powerful treasure comparable to a spiritual treasure. It is no exaggeration to say that it is rare in the world.

Although the Tianhuo Furnace may have fallen out of the level of spiritual treasures, it has been tempered by tens of thousands of years of earth fire. The fire essence contained in it is unimaginable. When it explodes at this time, its power is definitely far stronger than that of ordinary spiritual treasures!

After a loud bang, the whole world became silent. Then the heaven and earth lit up, and a terrible shock wave swept over from the range of all spirits, and then came first, hitting Han Ming's back.

Han Ming was like a small boat floating in the wind, and was directly lifted out. He rolled in the air for more than ten miles before hitting the ground hard, breaking out a big pit dozens of feet.

"Puff!" Han Ming struggled to get up, but couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his chest was covered with blood, but he didn't care at all. He just grinned and looked at the center of the explosion of the Tianhuo Furnace.
Chapter completed!