Before leaving Dibei, Han Ming went around the outside world again, and finally deterred the other sects. After sitting in the Shengxingzong for several years, Concubine Xi also stopped practicing, and was completely ready to go to Middle-earth. .

Before he left, Han Ming had to go back to the Demon Abyss. After all, Luohu needs a lot of essence of demonic energy for his body practice. Now he is afraid that it will take dozens or even hundreds of years to come back. He has to prepare enough for his future cultivation. Devilish.

What Han Ming didn't expect was that he met an unexpected person in Moyuan, an enemy of life and death.

It was the ancient demon, the Red Wind Demon Venerable, somehow, it found this hidden place, and it was the ancient demon Venerable, not the low-level demon cultivators in the human world, and it was as fearless as Han Ming. The devilish energy here can also be borrowed for cultivation.

When Han Ming discovered it accidentally, it regained the strength of Tier Nine.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. After the two demons met, they were shocked at first why the other party found here, but then they didn't add any nonsense and started fighting. At first, the two demons had an unusual tacit understanding, and they were close at the same time, wanting to rely on their respective powerful demons. Take the opponent directly.

The power of the bloodline of Luohu body is definitely much stronger than that of the red wind **** venerable body, but the original state of the red wind **** venerable is too high, and he used secret techniques to bridge the gap between the monsters, and it turned out to be the same as that of Luohu body. The fights were back and forth, and both sides received more than ten punches from each other before they dispersed.

The flesh can't help each other, and the two demons take out their treasures separately, which is another earth-shaking battle.

The all-spirit blood altar of Chifeng Yinzun is terrible. Although it does not have the terrible growth space of the Devil Dragon Blade, the blood sacrifices the flesh and soul of millions of creatures, and the terrible level is still higher than the ten thousand soul banners of the Qingyi .

Han Ming took out the Devil Dragon Blade, but the knife didn’t drink much blood yet, and it didn’t reach the level of that kind of weapon. After coming over, he just attacked far away with spells, not close at all, which made the special tremor power of the Devil Dragon Blade beyond reach.

Chifeng Yinzun originally thought that he could completely suppress the undeveloped Devil Dragon Blade with the Blood Altar of All Souls, but he did not expect that the terrible devouring power of the Devil Dragon Blade would in turn restrain the Blood Altar of All Souls.

The Devil Dragon Blade was originally advanced by devouring the flesh and blood of living beings and producing souls. It can also be instantly sucked into a skull when the skin is scratched in the ordinary Nascent Infant stage. Among them, the power of Blood Fiend is the best tonic of the Devil Dragon Blade.

At first, Han Ming was indeed suppressed, but as time passed, Chifeng Yinzun found that the blood altar of all souls could not help the Devil Dragon Blade, but was absorbed by the Devil Dragon Blade to absorb a lot of the blood evil power, and stopped. After an unnecessary offensive, he turned to a close match with Han Ming again.

The demon energy in the Demon Abyss is pure and pure, and both sides of the fight are monsters. There is no need to worry about the consumption of mana, and the mana is restored while fighting. In this way, such a fierce fighting method just fought for a whole day and night.

The Chifeng Yinzun became more and more frightened as he fought. It really did not expect that with its cultivation base, it would have been evenly matched with a little guy in the lower realm for such a long time, and it could not help the other party.

It was secretive several times, trying to steal this kid's rear with ‘wisdom’, but never expected to be found every time, and he was beaten back. More than that, it was almost assaulted by the kid on the opposite side.

It's a demon sovereign, but it can't help the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. If it is spread out, let those familiar with the Demon Realm know that it is not going to laugh off its teeth, and it will be faceless in the future.

Chifeng Yinzun knew that Han Ming could not be helped by its own strength, but it did not retreat because it still has a back hand. Over the years, it has fallen into the trap of the magic way, looking for eight suitable monsters, and refining it into eight concentric demon clones. , If it is united to form a concentric corpse demon formation, it can defeat or even kill the great monk.

It's a pity that the eight concentric demons are not by its side. They are still coming here, and it takes a day's work to gather together. As long as it drags that kid, then even if the opponent has the magical magic dragon. Blade, it's no use!

Han Ming also knows that Luo Hu alone can't rely on the Devil Dragon Blade alone, but he is not in a hurry, because he is not waiting for reinforcements. He has already taken the opportunity to spread the news not long ago. The Netherbone Body, who was in retreat, must have rushed over here, and maybe he was still carrying a large group of Netherbone attendants of rank eight and above.

In the end, Han Ming's reinforcements came faster, after all, the Netherbone World and Demon Abyss were leaning together.

Luo Hui held the Devil Dragon Blade in his hand and fought with the blood-colored giant blade condensed on the All Souls Blood Altar. The two sides flew back more than a hundred meters, and neither had the upper hand, but Luo Hui took advantage of the situation and flew to the Red Wind Yinzun’s. Above, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

In the next instant, the Netherbone body covered in bone-scale armor appeared under the Chifeng Yinzun, standing with his hand holding his hand, and the fangs of his mouth, together with Luohu's body, sandwiched it in the middle.

A gray-white flame burns on the body of the ghost bone, and the surrounding devilish energy is so dense that it is unimaginable that it has no effect on it. It is not yet close, and it is directly burned into nothingness, forming a circle of nothingness centered on him. Zone, which way to go, the devilish energy will dissipate on its own.

"I didn't bring a few ghost bones here? This old demon is not easy to deal with!" Luo Hu frowned slightly.

"It's useless if you bring it. They can't get involved in this kind of battle. They can only increase casualties. The elites that are finally saved are not casually used to squander." Wen Minggu shook his head faintly, and then looked at Chifeng Yinzun with an indifferent gaze.

The moment Chifeng Yinzun saw the Bone Body, his hairs exploded, and a bad premonition surged in his heart. It asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? What does it have to do with Han Ming!"

"I am who I am, it doesn't matter!" Minggushen grinned slightly, and then walked forward slowly, expressionless, and at the same time tilted his head slightly and said to Luohushen: "It's over soon, there are a lot more down there. Things are waiting for me to do!"

"Okay!" Luo Hu smiled and nodded, and clenched the Devil Dragon Blade in his hand.

Chifeng Yinzun stepped on the blood altar of all souls, and he had a lot of confidence in his heart, and said with a sneer: "Huh, ridiculous, a ninth-order Skeleton King just wants to kill the deity. It's a bit too arrogant, don't say it. One of you, or two more. How can the deity do it?" Then it moved forward with one hand, and a thick **** tentacle flew out from it, like a giant octopus tentacles, and slammed down against the body of the ghost. .

The ghost bone body did not retreat, and still walked forward unhurriedly, watching step by step, but the speed was strangely fast. In two or three steps, he narrowed the distance between half the distance and the Chifeng Yinzun, facing Huge tentacles came up.

The tentacles drew fiercely in front of the Netherbone, but as soon as the Netherbone was drawn, it exploded into a cloud of blood, and then it was like a flammable gas. Like qi, it was burned into nothingness.

With a light step forward, the phoenix wings on the back of the underworld body shook at the same time. He instantly walked to the front of Chifeng Yinzun, and stretched out a right paw covered with white bone scales and burning with gray flames, slowly facing each other. Press it against its chest.

Ming Bone was a lore killer, and he didn't try to tentatively. It was caught off guard by the Chifeng Yinzun. Although it wanted to escape for the first time, it was too late, and the palm of the bone instantly held its chest.

The white flames on the blood altar suddenly flashed, and Chi Feng Yinzun screamed before it was too late, and the figure disappeared without a trace. There was no trace of ashes left in place, no bone meal or the like. The rest is nothingness.

The Chifeng Yinzun, who had been in a stalemate with Luohu for a day and a night, only fought in the hands of the Netherbone Body. The flesh was gone and there was no scum left.

The Netherbone Body gently waved, and it was about to **** the all-spirited blood altar into his hand. But at this moment, the All-spirited blood altar trembled suddenly and flew directly into the Netherbone body, even though it was in the gray flames. Under the erosion, the speed was greatly reduced, but it was still sturdy and hit the waist of the Netherbone body.

"Peng!" With a sound of "Peng!", the body of Minggu was smashed out, and it was tumbling dozens of feet before it was able to stop. If it weren't for him to be Minggu and no flesh and blood, then this one would definitely vomit a big mouthful of blood. of.

He looked down and found that the bone armor on his waist was all shattered, and several layers of scales were also exploded under the scales below. The innermost bone was full of cracks, and it was almost smashed into two pieces by the waist.

"But I underestimate you, you can escape with a trace of soul under the burning of the bone evil karma!" The ghost bone twisted a white scale, and regardless of his own injury, he calmly looked at the person who was spinning in mid-air. All Souls Blood Altar.

The blood altar of all spirits trembled abruptly, and a blood-colored monster with bat wings condensed on it, staring fiercely at the Netherbone Body, with hatred in his eyes, wishing to swallow the Netherbone Body alive.

Chifeng Yinzun was really depressed and was about to vomit blood. Last time he condensed his flesh body, and encountered an old monster in the ascending star sect. As a result, he ruined his flesh body. It took hundreds of years to get back from the altar~lightnovelpub.net~, but today’s battle, the physical body was gone, and the soul escaped after hiding in the blood altar of all souls. , But this time it was destroyed by a ninth-order Skeleton King!

Resentment belongs to resentment. Chifeng Yinzun has not lost its reason. It knows that its current state is extremely bad, and it can't fight Han Ming, who is holding the dragon blade. What's more, there is a Skeleton King who is extremely powerful and looks at him. There was the idea of ​​retreating temporarily.

But Han Ming would not give him a chance to escape.

"Seal the top of the Demon Abyss, it was handed over to me, it just so happens, to try out the natal supernatural powers that I have recently realized!" Ming Bone said to Luo Hushen, and then pinched the magic art, his hands turned like wheels. .

The gray-white flames outside Minggu’s body rose out of the body one after another, gathered in the air, forming a gray fire curtain about ten feet long and wide, and then it trembled a few times and turned into a piece of gray cloth, slowly falling down, and draped it in the sky. Bone outside the body.

Ming Bone was dressed in the cassock-like formation, exuding an aura of peace from his body, and the sound of Sanskrit singing was vaguely thought of around him. It was remote and grand, solemn and solemn.

The body of Ming Bone turned into a sitting body of a Taoist monk.

Now the magical powers displayed by the Netherbone Body are extremely similar to the magical powers that the last multi-headed monster I met in the Land of Fallen Immortal. It is just that the power of the Netherbone Body may not be as strong as the multi-headed monster, but it is even more mysterious. It seems that this is the real version.

The power of this supernatural power is unquestionable. At the beginning, Yiling and old zombies existed in the transformation stage, but under the enchanted demon formation, they were helpless and could only support it hard. Only the multi-headed monsters were able to harden it. The anti-devil-sealing formation, relying on one's own strength to'adapt' to the demon-sealing formation.

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