I could only hear a violent explosion below, and the gravel on the ground shattered, and then a black shadow jumped up and shot behind the huge magic phase condensed by the Blood Guards like lightning.

A buzzing trembled, and a long sword flashed with a flash of black light suddenly passed by. The huge Dharma image actually happened to Yangchun Baixue and encountered boiling oil. It shattered vulnerable, and could not stop the black sword light at all.

The young man in black robe holding a black knife rushed into the Blood Guard, swinging his arms continuously. The black knife in his hand looked like a black moon, agile and ethereal, rushing left and right, and in just a moment, it broke the Blood Guard's formation.

Not only that, after the young man in black robe approached, he was like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep. Wherever the black sword went, magic weapons were shattered into fog, and all the flesh and blood were swallowed up, leaving only the black wreckage falling from the air.

The young man in black robe only took two breaths in the air, and more than a dozen blood guards had already fallen, with only a few people escaping faster, and they opened up the distance from afar, but they were still in shock.

Falling from the air, the young man in black robe wiped off a drop of black blood that splashed on his face somewhere, cracked his mouth and smiled, and his mouth was full of white teeth.

"How is it possible? He is seriously injured and has no cure!" Several blood guards stared at Han Ming under the valley in horror. "It was eroded by Yin Ming Qi, how could it be intact? What is that black knife!"

"The body is locked, how can I break free!" Another blood guard looked disbelief.

The old man with a blond face was also startled by such a sudden scene. When Han Ming fell, he subconsciously retreated backwards and distanced himself from Han Ming.

He was also surprised and wondered. Isn’t this “silly fool” dying? How could he break free from the bone chain? You know, even a demon general like him was also melted by a wisp of snake venom that had been retained before, but this kid is just the peak of the demon guard, how could he break free?

And how could the "idiot" break the blood guards' joint efforts? It is comparable to the magical appearance of the early demon general. It is absolutely impossible to be fragile and vulnerable. Even if a demon general like him is close to the body, he will have to spend a lot of effort to break through the defense.

But this kid is so weird. The Blood Guard's defense is like a joke. He is so weak that he can't help but be weak!

The old man with a bloated face stared at the long black sword in Han Ming's hand and carefully identified it. Then he looked at the dead bones on the ground, and his face became even more shocked. "This is the Demon Dragon Blade, it is the Demon Dragon Blade. Could it be that this kind of demon treasure is ten thousand times more?"

Han Ming clenched his fists, and the scales eroded by the Yin Wei Qi flashed slightly. In just half a breath, he changed from dull to dark and shiny, and the wounds that were flowing with pus also healed.

In just a moment, he had recovered to his peak!

"How is it possible? Why can't the Yin Ming Qi erode you? You were always pretending to be weak before!" A certain blood guard looked like he saw a ghost.

They could not imagine that this Yinming Qi was extremely strange spiritual power that the Venerable Realm was extremely scared of. How could a mere Demon Guard exist now be intact? It could still be able to restrain and release freely.

The old man with a bloated face turned his head and waited for Han Ming to reply, but Han Ming had no desire to answer at all. He just gently tucked it with one hand, and the three-foot-five-long sword in his hand gradually shrank, and then it was swallowed by him with his mouth.

Then Han Ming looked at the Blood Guard coldly and the old man with a wide face. The warning was very meaningful. Then he stepped under his feet and turned into a black escape light and flew up in the sky.

"How is it possible? How can he fly? Isn't he physical cultivation? He hides so deeply. Now it seems that he has the magic power of the early stage demon guard!" The old man with a slut was shocked again.

Only then did he realize that this "ium" was not stupid at all, but had his own plans. He had always been playing the role of honest and honest before, just waiting for an opportunity to take action.

His joint efforts to fight for the "third" happened to give the "idiot" a great opportunity, and made contributions in one fell swoop, which severely damaged many blood guards and escaped openly.

No one dared to chase him, and the power of the moment was still vivid in my mind. With one knife, seven or eight blood guards died on the spot, including many late-stage magic guards. It was when the guy "played with pigs and ate tigers" did not use his magic power. Now, he saw that this man could still use his magic power!

The Blood Guard had no doubt that as long as they dared to chase after him, most of them would not come back, and the old man with a blond face would not dare to chase him. The black magic blade was too terrible, it was completely the nemesis of the body. If he cut it out with one knife, he would die if he broke the skin.

In the valley, there were only seven or eight blood guards left, and they were confronted with the old man with Pengmiao. The situation was very clear. The number of blood guards was not enough, so they could not get out of the formation and could not fight against the old man with Pengmiao who was physically in the demon general. However, the old man with Pengmiao could not kill many flexible blood guards.

"Let's go too!" The old man with panting glanced at the many "coolers" behind him and raised his hand, stepped on the ground with his feet, and shot towards the distance, but his speed was not slow.

Half a day later, two demon shadows appeared in the valley full of gravel. They searched around for a while, but they did not find the person they were looking for. There were a few corpses, all of which were filled with pus flowing from the body, and the "could" pulling the boat that emitted the Yinming Qi.

The somewhat vague demon shadow explored up and down and roughly understood the situation. "There seems to be a battle here. Many blood guards died in Mocheng. It should be the riots that pulled the boats, and it seems to have succeeded. The fellow Taoist you are trying to save has escaped by himself. It is really interesting to have two tricks!"

Fan Wujiu's eyes emitted a faint black light, and he glanced around him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Although I don't know what happened, the fluctuations here are mostly filled with the breath of dark cold. It seems that this riot is probably unrelated to him, and I really don't underestimate you!"

"Hey, what is this!" The fuzzy demon shadow spiritual sense spread out, and accidentally found a bone piece scattered in the pile of gravels. Then he turned his hand and sucked the bone piece into his hand.

"Look at the breath, it should be the newly destroyed Blood Guard, but why is the bone so clean, and there is not even a trace of flesh or soul aura. It's really strange. How did he die?" Fan Wuji's eyes swept the bone fragments into his eyes, and there was a little strangeness on his face.

"Indeed, it's a bit strange. It seems that someone used special demonic energy to collect their flesh and soul power after they died. It's useless to collect these mixed things!"

"Since he has escaped by himself, let's go. It's a pity. We didn't save him, so we can't let him join our camp!" Fan Wuji shook his head with some regret.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how you say it's just a magic guard's body cultivation!" The vague demon shadow said, who seemed a little indifferent.

Han Ming, who escaped from the sky, did not plunge into the Yinming Ruin Water and searched for a road back to Mozhou. Instead, he pinched the magic trick and stood in the air for more than a hundred feet. Looking at the island, he looked like he had recovered his magic power, and was very "generous" and was squandering without reservation.

In fact, Han Ming was helpless. If these magic powers were not used, he would also dissipate. His Nascent Soul had dissipated and there was no container to accommodate magic power. The magic power that the magic dragon blades slashed and killed the blood guards and fed back could only be temporarily stored in the meridians and was dissipating at all times!

If the Nascent Soul does not condense back, he will always be physically practicing. He will no longer be able to follow the path of Dharma cultivation. Even if he masters magic power, he will only be temporary.

After looking into the depths of the Giant Island for a while, Han Ming's eyes narrowed, as if he had made up his mind, and he pinched the magic trick and flew towards the depths of the Giant Island. He had no time and had planned to take Concubine Wei to other states to seek spiritual objects, but he was also a dead horse as a living horse.

The spiritual creatures that can help Concubine Wei must be at the level of the Venerable, and it is almost impossible for him to get a small spiritual cultivation stage? Now, with another opportunity in front of him, he has to fight, even though there are many demon generals who have refining their Voids in front of him.

If he had a good guess, this cliff clan secret land was his best choice now. If he really came to an end and found that formation, it would be much easier than if he had hit a wall around the vast demon world alone!

"What a pity, the elixir was not awake, otherwise he would be more sure!" Han Ming sighed secretly in his heart, but after that, his eyes were full of firmness, and the escape light became faster.

Even if Han Ming can use his magic power, he is only a mere early stage of the transformation of the gods. He is the lowest among the many monsters exploring the island. In order to avoid being discovered by other demons and causing changes, he is always careful and tries to cover up his body as much as possible, which also leads to his speed not being very fast.

It took him more than a month to find a radius of thousands of miles. He found nothing about spiritual objects and other things. He was plundered by the monsters in front of him. The rest were either herb pits or empty and dilapidated temples.

Han Ming had no regrets when he found nothing, but became more and more excited. When he climbed up a tall mountain range, looked into the distance, outlined the terrain of the mountain range, and recalled his experience back then, he was overjoyed.

"I found it, but I didn't expect that the two terrains were so similar. The cliff clan is a 'rude' tribe, and the buildings are so similar!" Han Ming let out a long sigh, then identified the direction, flew away again. This time he had a target, but the escape speed was more than ten times faster.

At the same time, on the huge plain thousands of miles ahead, eight huge stone pillars more than 200 feet tall stood tall, with various complex runes engraved on them, and there were large and mysterious formation patterns around them.

In the middle of the eight stone pillars, there is a white jade array plate more than ten miles wide, and the array patterns on it are even more mysterious and complex.

Two black demon shadows stood on the formation plate, one tall and the other short. The high aura was huge and the sharpness was exposed. It was far from the early and mid-stage demon generals outside who could compare with the city lord Mocheng, and the fat man with big ears was also somewhat inferior to him.

As for the petite female monster, there was no fluctuation on her body, like a mortal looking for ordinary people, but she was dressed well. The black armor and black light on her body was flashing, and there was a small dragon-shaped mist wandering between them, which was extremely good.

"Sir Saint Ancestor, can you calculate the time? You can inlay magic stones that activate the formation!" Sanjue bowed respectfully.

The petite female monster frowned and looked at the sky without saying a word, ignoring Sanjue. Her slender fingers slightly sang a while before she showed a happy expression on her face. "Sure enough, the calculations were good before. The fusion period will last for about ten years from midnight in three days!"

The petite female monster raised her hand gently, threw out a storage bag, and said lightly, "Go, the magic stone that activates the formation!"

"Yes!" Sanjue took the storage bag, retreated respectfully, and took out a large number of top-quality magic stones from it, embedded one by one in the eight stone pillars and the grooves on the intermediate array plate.

After Sanjue filled all the grooves of the formation, he used 683 top-quality magic stones, an unimaginable astronomical number, which could make the Demon Lord bankrupt. Han Ming had been in the Demon Realm for more than a thousand years and tried his best to earn magic stones, which was not enough for these fractions.

It is really hard to imagine what kind of formation it is, which requires so much top-grade magic stone magic energy to activate. I am afraid that the mountain protection formations of the major forces in the Demon World are only consumed.

"Sanjue, you are patrolling around, don't let the little ones come to make trouble. When the time comes, I will open the formation!" The petite female monster gave an order, then waved her sleeves and swept away the dust around her, then sat down gently, closed her eyes and meditated.

The Three Jue Master nodded, bowed his hand, jumped gently, and soared into the sky. His mental power was as useful as a tide, monitoring the grass and trees around him.

Two thousand miles outside this formation, a fat man with big ears, a middle-aged man with a black robe covering his face, and a gray-white tall and thin man holding a mourning stick and wearing mourning clothes.

These three people are not others. The fat man is a foreign aid invited by the Mo Ling tribe. He is the peak of the demon general and the half-step Venerable. The middle-aged man with a black robe covering his face is the city lord of Mocheng. As for the tall and thin man who was wearing mourning clothes and tear marks at the corners of his eyes, he seemed to have cried before, it was Xie Bi'an, the Xie family.

These three hidden demon generals were together at some point in the late stage, and they secretly monitored the Three Jue Venerables and the Lord Rakshasa Saint Ancestor in the distant formation, but they had not been discovered yet.

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