It was really dangerous just now. He was hit by Zhulong's eyes and closed as a dark magical power. He did completely lose his ability to perceive the outside world, and he had no power to fight back at all for the spirits of all spirits who had taken action.

But at this critical moment, Ran Qixi sent him a message, saying that the red flames sprayed by Zhulong seemed to be of the same origin as the evil energy, allowing her to easily sense the direction of Zhulong's head!

Han Ming believed that Ran Qixi had no time to think deeply. He threw out a ball of essence and blood from the noble and entered the Tianhuo Furnace, and pretended to enter the Tianhuo Furnace. But in fact, he was surrounded by several thousands of evil sacrificial bones and relied on the special ability of the Diyuan Crystal, and secretly walked around Zhulong's head.

Then he used the Blood-Covering Sword that had been cultivated since the Foundation Establishment Stage, and used this great sword power to use a kalpa. Sure enough, he succeeded in one blow, destroying Zhulong's head and removing the magical power of closing his eyes into darkness.

Han Ming was also quite confident about the methods after the kalpa pointer, especially the demon-killing thunder, which was the thunder tribulation that the heaven and earth killed my finger insects. The last wave, the real strong and yang existence, is one of the three great god thunders in heaven and earth!

The accumulation of hundreds of years is so powerful that it is a complete disaster for the demon cultivator. The subsequent self-destruction of the Heavenly Fire Furnace is also extremely powerful. The cultivator in the God Transformation Stage is close to him, and at least he is seriously injured and dying!

Han Ming realized that this series of methods had reached its limit. If a late-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator could resist alive, it would be completely nonsense and absolutely impossible. There are only two situations now!

Han Ming stared at the huge mushroom cloud in the distance that was still floating in the air. His eyes flashed green light, penetrated the layers of rich fire spirits, and glanced inside, silently.

Suddenly, Han Ming seemed to have noticed something, his brows suddenly frowned, and the mushroom clouds there suddenly gathered in the middle, like a ball of fluffy cotton, kneaded from outside by two big hands covering the sky.

In just two breaths, the mushroom cloud suddenly contracted into a fireball of about a foot, and the flames inside were pressed into a thick liquid state. It seemed that if you squeezed it hard, you could turn into a solid state!

Behind the fireball, a black demon shadow appeared five feet tall, with a rich and rolling demonic energy behind it. Just standing there, there was an unparalleled powerful oppression force, just like a demon god coming to the world.

The black magic shadow held the fireball with one hand, and his eyes without any emotion suddenly turned, staring at Han Ming here, conveying a coldness that could bleed people's mind. Even a existence like Han Ming couldn't help but feel a little furious behind him.

"Before the Demon Dragon Blade was used, it cut off the four spirit bloodlines of the deity, forcing me to use the talisman given by the ancestor to restore 10% of its strength. You are also unprecedented and only a handful of them in the demon world!" The tall demon shadow spoke buzzingly, and the voice seemed to be uploaded from the sky, grand and majestic and sacred, making people dare not have the desire to resist.

Han Ming let out a light breath, forcibly calmed himself down, then raised his head expressionlessly, looking at the demon-like existence dozens of miles away: "Oh, the vulgar methods are not worth mentioning, it was recommended by Lord Demon Lord, but Han never expected that Lord Demon Lord would not die like this!"

"Whether to lift or lift is not your final say. Since things have come to this point, I can only hope that the bloodline in your body is pure enough so that I can recover some losses!" The demon shadow buzzed, then gently poked out a hand and grabbed Han Ming.

Then a giant claw of more than a hundred feet high appeared out of nowhere and fell from the sky, falling down at Han Ming's head, with a huge momentum. Not to mention the Nascent Soul Stage, even the cultivator of the God Transformation Stage was probably broken by a blow!

"The Demon Lord is afraid he will be disappointed, because even if Han dies, he will take the Demon Lord back!" Han Ming looked extremely serious, and roared to the sky, his whole body suddenly turned golden, and his hair turned into pure silver. Standing in the void was like a golden body of Buddha and Taoism.

Raising his hand, a master sword of the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword appeared in Han Ming's hand. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and silently recited the sword technique. Every pore had a light leaking out, and he rushed towards the long sword in his hand frantically.

This is the sword intent and sword energy accumulated by other Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Swords, and 432 sword energy, which has been drawn out by Han Ming and has been injected into the main sword in his hand to the greatest extent.

"Turn the sword into silk!" Han Ming shouted angrily, and suddenly slashed the giant claws in the sky. The three-foot long sword came out of his hand, and suddenly flashed, and turned into a thin line as thick as a hair, rising towards the wind.

After that, Han Ming himself clenched his fists and stepped on the ground hard, like a projectile exposed by a siege thief. He followed the sword thread and greeted the black magic claws that covered the sky and the sun.

"Boom." There was only a loud noise, and the black magic claws of more than a hundred feet were like a mountain collapsed, hitting the ground hard, blowing out a huge pit hundreds of feet long and wide, twenty feet deep. There was a ragged body in it, slid in the middle, with no inlet or out of air, and it seemed like a pool of meat pulp.

It was not surprising that the transcendent demon shadow was killed by one blow. If he recovered 10% of his body's strength, he could not kill this kid with one blow, that would be a bit too much. It would be impossible for the other party to be really pure blood Luo, right?

There are many creatures with the blood of the ancient spirits. In the demon world, there are several families that have inherited the blood of the ancient spirits. The Qingluan bloodline was stolen from one of the big families!

All the mixed bloodshots are not considered ancient spirits at all, that is completely a world of difference.

What a noble existence, pure blood Luona, how rare the ancient spirits are, how could it appear in this small lower realm? And even if it appears here, there must be an older Luo guarding it!

The tall demon shadow stepped forward and was about to go to the boy's corpse, pull out the Luo bloodline in his body, take it back to the demon world to devour him, allowing him to grow a fifth physical head, but at this moment, he sensed a threatening breath!

The tall demon shadow raised his head slightly and was shocked to find that at some point, a black cloud that had been floating on his head for hundreds of miles, with lightning and lightning faintly brewing in it, and it was always striking down.

"Is this the thunder of punishment?" The tall demon shadow was stunned and swallowed and spitted.

Staring at the catastrophe clouds above his head, seeing the gold and silver thunder and lightning with an unimaginable aura of destruction, the Four-vein Demon Lord was completely panicked, and shook his head and murmured: "Impossible, this is impossible. There is a secret talisman given by the ancestor himself to avoid the thunder of punishment, so why would it still attract it!"

It was not until the first golden thunder fell and hit its shoulders, directly shattering its shoulders, and a dark red blood flower exploded. The Four-Meridian Venerable shouted in horror: "This is impossible, it is impossible." The tone was full of despair.

The first golden thunder fell, and did not kill the Four-Meridian Demon Lord, and it did not stop. The second silver thunder landed again, but its power was 40% or 50% stronger than the first thunder, and there were stronger thunders gathering behind it.

The thunder of punishment will never end. If the aura of another world is not completely killed, it will become stronger and stronger. If it evolves to the end, it can even cover the entire world, which can be regarded as a self-protection of one world similar to self-destruction.

After resisting the twelfth heavenly thunder, the tall demon shadow of the Four-vein Demon Lord was already split into pieces, with half of the head left, and half of the muscles connected to the half-destroyed chest. Through the lightning and dark light, you can even see the beating heart.

"I am not willing to give up!" The Four-vein Demon Lord roared and let go of the suppression of his cultivation without hesitation. His aura instantly surged, stronger than before. His body moved slightly, and it actually drove the cracks of space.

It was at the end of the road, untied the seal and instantly restored the full strength of the Demon Lord.

It roared towards Tianyu, rushing out of the human world with its powerful cultivation. Even if it falls into the boundless nothingness, then with the cultivation of his Demon Lord and the bloodline of the four ancient spirits, there is still a chance to survive. Maybe it can go back by sensing the direction of the Demon Realm.

If you stay in this world, you can only be killed by a way!

But the move of the Four-Meridian Demon Lord unzipping all the cultivation seals seemed to have stabbed the hornet's nest. The catastrophe clouds in the sky actually made a loud bang, and the endless gold and silver thunder and lightning merged into the middle and turned into two chains, one gold and one silver.

As soon as the two chains appeared, they trembled slightly and disappeared. The next one actually pierced through the body of the Four-Meridian Demon Lord, swimming like a spirit snake, and tied the Four-Meridian Demon Lord to a strong body.

At this time, the Four-Meridian Demon Lord finally knew what the boy said in the end. He really wanted to die together, and he would take him to placate the back after he died. At this time, he really regretted it. When he knew that the ancestor was going to pick the Demon Lord down the realm, he should have pretended to die and say nothing!

"No, I am unwilling to accept it. I am a venerable, and I live in the blood of all spirits. How can I die in this lower realm? I am unwilling to accept it. How can I die with a despicable human race!" The four-vein demon lord screamed for the last time, and was suddenly tied by the two-color gold and silver chains, burst into blood mist in the sky, and was burned into ashes by the two-color gold and silver lightning, and it was even worse.

After the Four Vein Venerables were killed, the catastrophe clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, but in just five or six breaths, they disappeared. The sky was still bright, with blue sky and white clouds, and thousands of miles of eyes, green mountains and green waters, and still beautiful. If it weren't for the gravel everywhere on the ground, it was messy.

After half of the incense stick of the death of the Four Vein Venerables, in the huge pit that the Heavenly Claws blasted out, a gravel suddenly trembled slightly, and then a figure covered in blood mud pushed away the stone pressing against his body and stood up slowly.
Chapter completed!