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?Yiling escaped quickly. It took Han Ming back to the secret realm area without long, and found a hidden cave to hide, and did not immediately leave the Immortal Origin.

Half a day later, under the treatment of the elixir that appeared for him by Yiling, Han Ming slowly woke up, looked at the surrounding environment and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is this? How long have I fainted?" Han Ming sat down and asked casually.

"Young Master Qi Biao, now half a day after breaking out of the Demon-Sealing Array, this is the secret realm area outside, close to the edge, twenty miles outside, it is the core area of ​​the Nether Bone Plateau, which has completely left the Immortal Land!" Yiling replied respectfully.

Han Ming lit up and stopped talking. Instead, he took out the storage bag, took out some pills to restore blood energy and magic power, tilted his head and took it down and began to meditate and recover.

During this period, Yiling kept looking at Han Ming secretly, trying to see why Han Ming could activate his magic energy while activate his spiritual energy and magic power. But looking left and right, he found nothing. The young master seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. A mere elixir of the Killing Physical Stage could always give it a great "surprise."

Yiling couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. He once again attributed the special features of Han Ming to the inheritance of the ancient spirit, and only thought about serving the young master wholeheartedly. If one day his cultivation level was really great, his number one slave would definitely follow the chicken and dog to heaven.

Half a day later, Han Ming slowly stood up, "The mana has almost recovered, so it's time to go out!"

"Yes." Yiling nodded and wanted to use his means to take Han Ming away.

But at this moment, a black and golden insect emerged from a stone wall next to it, like black lightning, and rushed directly to Han Ming's side.

"You dare!" Yiling reacted quickly, subconsciously waved his hand, swept out a magic light and covered the entire insect, and could not escape no matter how hard he struggled.

I pointed the insect to shake off the storage bag in its mouth, bent her body, bared her sharp teeth, stared at the elixir fiercely, and kept making "hissing" threats.

"Oh, Young Master, your spirit insect is back!" Seeing the appearance of this black and golden insect, Yiling was not surprised but happy, and quickly asked for credit and told Han Ming.

"I saw it, let it come over!" Han Ming was also happy when he saw me pointing to the insect and said without thinking.

Yiling flipped his hand and pulled the demonic energy away, letting the Wuzhi worm go, but unexpectedly, the Wuzhi worm didn't go to Han Ming, but turned his head and rushed towards Yiling, cracking his small mouth full of sharp teeth, and biting it.

The elixir knew that its young master valued this spirit insect very much, so he did not dare to attack the Wuzhijingworm. He just wanted to sweep out a magic light and imprison the Wuzhijingworm again. However, he didn't expect that this time, the Wuzhijingworm bent his body slightly, and the degree increased by several times. He instantly put it in front of it and bit it down at its finger.

Looking at the palms that had five fingers missing, Yiling had the urge to slap the Wuzhi worm into meat sauce. But when he saw Han Ming's surprised gaze not far away, he held back and did not dare to attack Wuzhi worm. Instead, he turned his body and flew backwards, leaving a little far away from Wuzhi worm.

I chewed and swallowed a few times, swallowed the five fingers of the altar, glared at the altar, and then flew to Han Ming with satisfaction, and re-embeded on Han Ming's right palm.

Han Ming communicated with me with his soul, but it turned out that the little guy ignored him at all, and his soul fluctuations slowly silenced, clearly intending to sleep.

Han Ming put his right index finger in front of him and looked at him carefully. His face was very strange. He didn't know what had happened during the disappearance of my fingerworm. The biting force and degree had soared so much. He easily bit the right hand of Yi Ling's only bare palms.

Although Yiling's physical body now took over the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, the remaining essence of its body was infused. The strength of the physical body was probably stronger than the tenth-level monster, and he could compete with the old zombie. Now he was easily bitten by the meme. This was simply unimaginable before.

Han Ming felt that now he could swallow the natal magic weapon of the Nascent Soul stage next to my finger insect.

I definitely got some great opportunity when I pointed to the insect.

Waving and holding the storage bag that Wu Zhizhu brought all the way to him, Han Ming's face was more surprised. He recognized it. This seemed to be the storage bag of Wei Tianya, the number one cultivator in Dongmo, but for some reason, he was brought back by Wu Zhizhu.

"Young Master, there seems to be something good in its belly, it is an amazing treasure." Yiling moved over and sent a voice to Han Ming in a low voice.

"What it noticed when it opened its mouth and bit me just now seemed to be the breath of the Holy Mountain altar!" Yiling continued to add, looking as if he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"What's on the Holy Mountain Altar? Are you sure?" Han Ming frowned and said.

"Little slave is sure!" Yiling nodded vigorously.

Han Ming thought for a moment, and with his left hand, he broke the Wujingworm off his palm, forcing it to show a black and golden prototype, and then used the command of the soul to let it spit out the things in its belly.

I pointed the insect urgently into a deep sleep, but was woken up by Han Ming. I was immediately dissatisfied. After a few "squeaking" sounds, I was about to fly back, but Han Ming stopped him. I had no choice but to stare at Han Ming.

When Han Ming saw the appearance of Wu Jingzhu, he immediately sent a voice with his soul in harmony: "Spit out the things in your stomach, you are still young, it's useless to be there!"

I shook my head, turned my little eyes a few times, twisted the insect's body and rushed into Han Ming's arms, took out Wei Tianya's storage bag, and then put it in Han Ming's hand. The meaning is very obvious, and I'll give it to you.

"Young master, this little thing comes back with this broken storage bag in his mouth and is just to fool you. The real good thing is in its belly!" Yiling added fuel to the fire.

When Han Ming saw Wu Jingzhu's appearance, his face was a little strange. This little thing seemed to have increased a lot of intelligence, and it was almost as speculated by Yi Ling, who came back with a storage bag to fool him.

Han Ming grabbed Wei Tianya's storage bag with his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and continued to communicate with Wu Jingchuang with his soul: "It's not enough, I'm not satisfied with both hands."

The Iron Cymnail looked at Han Ming with grievance, and tried to force back to Han Ming's palm twice in a row, and re-integrated it on it, but it was blocked by Han Ming's spell cast. In desperation, it flew to Han Ming's left palm, and vomited out a ball of black gas, wrapped in a small pile of bone powder.

Han Ming looked familiar with this bone powder, and it was exactly the same as the powder that appeared after the multi-headed monster was refined.

Next, Wuzhizhu did some vomiting postures in succession, but he didn't vomit anything, so he flew back into the air and blinked his little eyes and looked at Han Ming.

"Young master, it's not this. This one has no breath of the altar, it still has it in its belly!" Yiling continued to complain.

Han Ming pondered for a moment, continued to stretch out his left hand, and continued to communicate with Wuzhichuang: "It's too little, not enough."

The Wuzhizhe did not spit out anything else immediately, but became a stalemate with Han Ming, and continued to stare at her eyes for a long time. After a while, the Wuzhizhe gave in and ran to Han Ming's left hand and spit out the few grains of Tianhuang Spiritual Land.

"It's really something on the altar. Young Master, this little thing is actually full of your own pockets. You can't spare it easily, you have to give it some punishment." Yiling continued to condemn me and pointed at the insect.

Han Ming saw the Tianhuang Spiritual Land's eyes lit up, and he happily put it away. He raised his hand and let Wuzhizhu return to his palm. Since the spirit objects on the altar have already been obtained, Wuzhizhuzhu can go back to sleep.

Han Ming happily put away the two things in his left hand and said to Yiling with a smile: "Okay, why should you, an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years and be petty with a young guy in his 100s? Those five fingers cannot grow back."

The elixir was scolded for a while, and he stopped talking, but felt relieved. The little bug dared to bite its finger. Now, under its revenge, both spiritual objects were confiscated, and it would be better to have both come and go.

Both Yiling and Han Ming are in a good mood now, but if they knew that there was actually a jade shark in my fingertips' belly, they would probably no longer be under the dark green wooden sword and were about to sleep and digest, so they would be unable to be happy.

In addition, the Thunder-Devouring Spirit detects the cracks in the space. Han Ming did not need to pass the Immortal Search Ladder. They directly passed through the unstable area outside the Immortal Origin. Within half the incense stick, they reached the outside of the Immortal Origin.

As soon as they broke out, Han Ming and Yiling were surrounded by the underworld bones. There were five or six, all of which were above the fifth level. At the same time, more than a hundred levels or above the fifth level or above the surrounding area gathered at the same time. Within a thousand miles, the five-headed Great Underworld Bone King was also rushing here.

The entire Moon Immortal Principle was surrounded by the Great Nether Bone King in the core area, led by countless Nether Bones.

"The human race is not allowed to leave the core area, and we will not leave until our Nether Bone Alliance investigates!" A big Nether Bone King's spirit was transmitted from a distance, and it pressed down here.

"I'm thinking about how to collect the pills in the future. Since someone has sent the Nether Bone here, we'll collect it a little before leaving. I still have some demonic energy here, enough to restore your magic power two or three times!" Han Ming looked at the Great Nether Bone King who was rushing towards him, and said to Yiling with a smile.

"Yes, young master!" Yiling nodded, rolled up a black light, and faced the eighth-level Great Nether Bone King.

After half a stick of incense, Han Ming put away the skeleton of the Great Nether Bone King, grinned, and looked at the distance, "There are also there, before the Great Nether Bone Kings in the core area react, collect more!"
Chapter completed!