Chapter 922 Entrance

Seeing Han Ming's appearance, the black and thin young man showed a slight suspicious look on his face. Obviously, he didn't quite believe Han Ming's words.

"Heh, fellow Daoists are just talking in plain terms. Who knows if you killed the Daoist Sisan, even if you did, would you admit it? And fellow Daoist Qianyue has already said that since you have entered this Fengyuan Forbidden Land, that's it. Life and life are rich and honorable, and Daoist Qianyue doesn’t intend to pursue it. What else is Daoist worried about? Take out another Tianxin Pill and sell it at a good price, and Daoist will not lose!" The old monk hummed twice, and said with a smile.

Han Ming glanced at the old monk coldly, and said faintly: "Old fellow, do you think someone around me believes you with a provocative statement or two? Don't be self-defeating, your brother bad my chances. , I ruined his physical body and considered him cheap. If you want revenge, you can do it directly, Han is afraid of you!" While talking, Han Ming's mana slowly condensed, and the whole body still faintly projected. Road sharp sword light.

"Friend Daoist Han is going to kill people?" The old monk with long eyebrows was not afraid of seeing this, but shouted in a cold voice. A mid-term Taoist priest behind this old monk slowly took a step forward.

"Heh, no wonder you dare to be arrogant, it turns out that you have a companion, but you think that Han will be afraid that you won't succeed!" Han Ming took a cold step forward, his mana surging, facing the two Yuan Ying's mid-stage. Not afraid.

Seeing this, Xie Lingyun on the side slowly raised his foot forward, stood with Han Ming, and confronted the two middle-term cultivators on the opposite side.

The other people took a few steps silently, looking at the two parties with interest, with more or less surprise on their faces. After all, the scene before them was a bit unusual. In the early days of the two Yuan Yings, they dared to meet the two. The veteran Yuan Ying competes in the mid-term.

The Nasal Infant stage is not like the Dan formation stage. There is a huge gap in every small realm. Normally, two or three Nascent Infant's early stage can be tied with one intermediate stage, and powerful intermediate-stage cultivators can even fight the four early stage. The power is evenly matched, otherwise the great monk would not have such a detached position. Many cultivators present were very puzzled. They did not know who gave the two cultivators the courage of the Ascended Star Sect, but they did not retreat in the face of the two mid-term cultivators!

Just when everyone thought that the two parties were likely to fight, the old Turkic woman suddenly paused the withered wooden cane in her hand, and said coldly: "If you want to roll out and fight, don't get in the way of the old man's eyes. !"

"The mountains and rivers meet!" Han Ming snorted, collected his mana, walked slowly back to the original corner, and Xie Lingyun naturally followed.

Before he knew it, Xie Lingyun had already decided everything by Han Ming.

The only major cultivator spoke. The expressions of the two middle-term cultivators of the right way changed, and they didn't say much. They stared at Han Ming and Xie Lingyun coldly, without concealing the threat, and also withdrew back.

At this time, the old Turkic man with the three-headed ghost tattooed his eyes to the central binoculars, and silently read a few special magic tricks, knotted a special magic trick with his hands, and slammed it against the round table. Down, the turbulent mana was poured directly into the middle disc.

"Crack!" There was only a crisp cracking sound. The disc cracked from the center with a small finger-thick crack, and dazzling golden lights shot out from the cracks, causing the many Yuan Yingqi nearby to subconsciously. Squinted!

When Han Ming and Xie Lingyun saw this scene, they glanced at each other, and suddenly saw the surprise in each other's eyes. The disc was really weird and so hidden. They weren't noticed by such a diverse infancy at the scene, but it was the old man who was a Turkic man. Found!

When Xie Lingyun opened his spiritual eyes, he had to follow the cracked gap to see the inside of the round table clearly, and at the same time he wanted to lean forward, but at this moment, Han Ming seemed to perceive something, and suddenly his face changed drastically.

"No, let's go!" Han Ming yelled, grabbing Xie Lingyun's collar without thinking, and slammed on the hall, crushing a half-foot-sized stone slab with one foot. He shot out and exploded outside. Shoot away.

Han Ming’s move immediately left others in the cloud, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and he quickly went out to investigate, but found nothing, so he looked suspiciously at Han Ming’s back. There was no rush to flee outside.

"Pretend to be a god!" The old monk with long eyebrows sneered.

Xie Lingyun didn't know why Han Ming ran away in a hurry, but he was a little accustomed to listening to Han Ming's words, so naturally he did not resist.

The old Turkic woman glanced at Han Ming's back, then turned her head to look at the shattered round table, her old brows frowned slightly, and then she felt a little bit of horror, and she immediately faced the tattoos on the side. The old man head ghost grabbed abruptly, and rushed outside under his arms, almost catching up with Yuan Ying's teleportation.

"Superior Wind Retreat!" The surrounding Yuanying Stage monks widened their eyes, but soon they recovered from the surprise of the wind retreat technique performed on the old woman, and realized that this place may be very dangerous.

It is not worth noting that Han Ming, an early cultivator headed outwards, but the major cultivators have fled outwards, so it is worth pondering.

I don’t know who didn’t resist in the first place. The light flashed, and then fled outside. The fear is contagious. The other people who didn’t want to escape also rushed outside, but in just a few breaths, in the hall. Ninety-nine percent of people went.

"Let's go too!" The old monk Changmei said to the old Taoist priest on the side, turning into a light and rushing outside.

After all the Yuan Yingqi had broken out of the main hall, the danger in the main hall was finally revealed. It was a crack in the black space that was imprisoned by golden light, suppressed under the main hall, and it was more than ten feet wide.

The round table was destroyed and golden light leaked out, allowing the crack in the space to be revealed. After a few consecutive vibrations, it tore all the surrounding formations that imprison it, expanded violently, and swallowed everything around it.

The old monk with long eyebrows broke out of the main hall, and the main hall was torn to pieces by the terrifying suction. A black space crack measuring fifty to sixty feet replaced the original main hall location, violently fluctuating a few times, and trembling again.

Thousands of small spatial fissures extended from the space fissure like a black dragon, like an indestructible black sword, and like a black thunder and lightning, it only appeared, and it has stretched to a hundred. Outside Yu Zhang, people can't see its trajectory at all.

A middle-stage demon monk behind the old Turkic woman fled outside~lightnovelpub.net~ But his body suddenly stopped. He looked down in disbelief, but found a space crack from his chest. Pass through and extend to the front twenty or thirty feet away.

"Tear!" Similar to the sound of tearing open the drawing paper, the body of the mid-devil cultivator was instantly torn apart, leaving only a small black Nascent Soul to teleport and escape.

On the other side, an early righteous cultivator was unlucky. In the process of escaping forward, he happened to hit an invisible wandering space crack. His body was instantly torn apart, and the remaining Nascent Infant teleported out, but headed on. It ran into another space crack and disappeared with only a scream in time.

There is an expanding giant space crack in the back, and an invisible wandering space crack in the front. Many Nascent Soul Stages can be said to be trapped in the Jedi. It's up to God's will to survive only by luck.

But even if they have the means to detect invisible space cracks, it is useless, because affected by the terrifying giant space crack behind, the surrounding space cracks are extending and connecting to each other, forming a real crack zone, and there is no safe place. Place.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the island was torn apart by countless space cracks, broken into hundreds of pieces, and was sucked into the huge space crack suspended in mid-air, without any spray.

Seeing the disintegrating stone figure puppet formation, Han Ming sighed, and the blue-black arc flashed on his body, and he took Xie Lingyun directly out of the space surrounded by the cracks, and rushed all the way to the first layer of thunderclouds, feeling safe for the time being. , And then stopped.

Standing in a safe area, Xie Lingyun looked at the violent veins behind him, trying his best to flee the Yuanying stage monk outside, and when he looked at Han Ming, his eyes were full of complex colors.