The seventh volume of the genie controversy

The first thousand and forty-eight chapters of the battle of the moat (6)

The black-patterned ancient demon with dense black scales all over looked up and saw the pale white flying sword with a weird face, and then it was full of sarcasm: "It turned out to be a magic weapon of life, I don’t know if you are. Really stupid or fake stupid, the more magic weapons in the fight, the better?"

"Oh, do you have any suggestions for Master Gumo?" Han Ming was not in a hurry, and asked with a slight pick between his eyebrows.

"Thirty-six natal magic weapons, or sword-shaped magic weapons, are you pill fire, infant fire enough? Everyone understands the truth that greed is too much to chew, but you have refined so many natal magic weapons in the first infant period! Return the sword, do you have so much mana to activate?" After the black pattern ancient demon turned his hand to his forehead, his sharp claws buckled directly behind his back, grabbed his spine, and slowly pulled it out!

The pale white twenty-five vertebrae are stained with blood stains, and there are even blood vessels attached to them, slowly creeping, like earthworms swimming in the bones.

Heiwen Ancient Demon gently tugged, using this spine as a whip, and let out a soft sound of skeletal impact, crisp and sweet, but Han Ming, who was not far away, frowned slightly.

This Demon Race is really ruthless enough to refine his own bones into a magic weapon of life. It is really ‘specific’, and it is in sharp contrast with his hundreds of thousands of evil spirit sacrificial bones.

"Boy, for thousands of years, the lowest bone-damaging whip of this deity has been a demon general. Now that you have an extra infant stage, you are blessed and not at a loss!" The black-patterned ancient demon raised the bone in his hand. Whip, hey smiled.

"Thank you Lord Demon for your kindness, but the kid is not blessed!" Han Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at the sky above Ran Qixi, then silently stepped back: "But Lord Demon can come and try the kid's spirit sword. , Is it what the adults imagined!"

At this time, Ran Qixi got a signal from Han Ming, Xingyan's eyes widened, she raised her wrist, and pinched a sword tactic to the bottom, and then a series of crystals to almost invisible sword light came down, facing the black-patterned ancient demon in the middle.' Falling down' down.

And Han Ming raised his foot and flew up to the Feng Devil Ling stele, sitting directly on it, and without hesitating the mana in his body, he madly focused on the stele.

Waves of majestic blue Buddha light gushed out of the enclosing demon stele, guided by the enclosing demon stele, condensed into a blue ocean of Buddha light around it, surging, just like the encirclement of the enclosing demon formation outside the cliff cave in the past. The stage of killing three gods is normal, but the momentum here is much smaller than that.

"Stop smiling ears!" Heiwen Mozu screamed up to the sky with disdain, slammed the bone whip in his hand, and pulled one of them out. The target was Han Ming who was on the stele of Sealing the Demon!

A white bone whip phantom that was several tens of feet long appeared on Han Ming’s head, and it slammed down. Before it really fell, Han Ming felt an invisible pressure and directly covered him, causing He was in a quagmire, and it was extremely laborious to move!

Under such circumstances, Han Ming did not panic, and did not care about the bone whip phantom on top of his head. He just pinched a mysterious magic trick with one hand, facing the "town!" below, the turbulent Buddha light poured down, and in an instant, The surging Buddha light came down one after another.

The dozens of ancient demon phantoms on the several demon sealing monuments seemed to be alive. They roared together and broke free from the demon sealing monument. They were condensed under the turbulent light of the Buddha, their eyes widened, and the black patterned ancient faces below. Go!

"Hey, this Buddha treasure has suppressed the people of my holy race?" Heiwen ancient demon saw a dozen ‘ancient demon’ roaring towards him, his face was a little different, but it was limited to this.

The black-patterned ancient demon once again waved the bone whip in his hand, transforming more than ten whip shadows, but in a short moment, it was firmly drawn on those ‘ancient demon’ bodies, and suddenly turned them into Buddha's light.

At the same time, the giant bone whip phantom on top of Han Ming's head also fell on top of Han Ming's head, but Han Ming remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai, letting the bone whip lower.

The black-stripe ancient demon frowned. Some did not know what Han Ming was up to. He didn't even resist. He let the bone whip fall fiercely. It was just in his heart that he quietly increased his mana and wanted Han Ming. When it was drawn into a cloud of blood, several sword lights flashed away.

The powerful bone whip suddenly stagnated, and then suddenly turned into more than a hundred segments, and exploded directly. On top of Han Ming's head, there were only breeze gusts left, and the power could only be enough to lift the corners of his clothes.

Han Ming looked at the ancient black-patterned demon below, with no expression on his face. If this great demon formation had only this kind of power, how could it suppress the devil's calamity in the Netherbone Continent? You must know that when a few nine Nascent Soul Stages were activated at the beginning, they could besieged the existence of the three Transcendent Stages!

Han Ming just gently pinched the formula, and the vast blue Buddha light gathered in the middle, and the dozens of smashed ‘ancient demons’ condensed again, and screamed at the black-patterned ancient demons in the middle!

Seeing this, the ancient black demon frowned, flipped his hand again, and pulled out with a whip. The surrounding "ancient demons" broke apart, but it was only a short breath, and the light of the surrounding Buddha condensed again, and a dozen ancient demons were intact. A lossless appearance.

"Want to exhaust the mana of the deity? I am ignorant!" Heiwen ancient demon sneered when he saw this. Although he was suppressed by the interface so that he could only display the strength of Yuan Ying's later stage, the majestic mana in his body was still at the level of the devil!

Even if he casts the spell with all his strength all the time, he can also last for a month, not counting his recovery of mana during this period! Although it will definitely win if it takes longer, the Black Vein Demon Lord does not have such patience, so he doesn't want to waste time like this!

With a slight clenched fist, the Black Marked Demon Sovereign slammed his foot forward, holding the long whip in his hand, stepping into the void, and striding toward Han Ming.

Han Ming's expression remained unchanged when he saw this, "Since Lord Demon Lord doesn't want to consume it, then Han can only accompany him!" Han Ming slammed down with one hand, and more than a dozen small monuments flew up and inlaid. On the top of the stele of sealing the devil, more than a dozen'ancient demons' also flew back, turning into sculptures and melted on the stele of sealing the devil.

The stele of the Demon Sealing Leader suddenly expanded and became more than ten feet wide, like a huge blue seal. Blow up the black-patterned devil's robe!

The black-patterned ancient demon bowed and yelled "Small ears!" With both hands in the sky, he fisted and smashed it. He wanted to break the demon monument, or even shatter, but it was a miscalculation, the blue giant monument. It seems to be very important.

With the strength of the black-patterned ancient demon's physical body, he didn't even pop open the sealed demon monument. Instead, his crushed legs were bent and he almost knelt on the ground.

The black-patterned ancient demon's eyes were a little horrified, how could it be possible that he couldn't even move his physical body, how heavy is this huge monument!

And the first Han Ming smiled, knowing that this ancient demon's heart would be big and arrogant, and he actually used his body to hold the devil tablet, but he did not know that this devil tablet was refined by him the day after. Joined the incredible ancient stele that was originally obtained at the bottom of Mingyue Lake in Dongyue Mansion!

The more the mana of the unknown ancient stele is activated, the heavier it is. It is really strange!

Using the Sealing Demon Monument to hold down the ancient black demon, Han Ming's eyes flashed sharply and he beckoned, a crystal clear three-foot green front appeared in his hand, pointing diagonally toward the top of his head.

The head of Ran Qixi nodded knowingly, and lightly tapped the 36-handled Wansha Jigu Niyuan Sword that was arranged in a sword formation. A huge sword aura descended from the sky and blended into the Wansha Jigu Ni in Han Ming's hand. Yuan Jianzhong!

The sharp energy in the entire sword formation was called over and gathered in the sword in Han Ming's hand!

Han Ming opened his eyes and yelled "Turn the sword into silk!" Slowly pulling his arm away, he was about to send out the Wansha Sacrifice Bone Niyuan Sword in his hand!

The Wansha Sacrifice Bone Ni Yuan Sword has been tempered by the Jiufa River sword qi, the sword pond, the central bone sword, and the vitality instilled after the collapse of the ancient Xuantian realm, each handle has broken into the spirit treasure level, sharp. The degree is terrifying!

Han Ming also used the great magical power to turn the sword into silk, which is matched with the Wansha Jigu Niyuan Sword, which condensed the sharp aura of the entire sword formation that Ran Qixi worked so hard to condense. Under this slash, the power was only destroyed by Jin Yaoyang. Fall above the power of the Tai'er Meteorite Sword!

Han Ming waited for this opportunity and planned to kill with one blow!

Mana rushed towards the spirit sword in his hand, Han Ming was about to cut it out with a single sword, and when the black-patterned ancient demon saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank. This is a mysterious instinct, which is a life-and-death crisis. It feels ~lightnovelpub.net~ If he is cut by a sword, there is absolutely no way to survive.

The black-patterned ancient demon was terrified, and he didn't care about entangled in a Yuan Ying's later stage of being able to display this kind of offensive power. He only knew that if he didn't work hard now, he would have no chance!

The black-patterned ancient demon roared deep, and the black patterns on his body seemed to come alive, twisting and tangling together, forming one after another black eyes, real eyes, not the simple tattoos before.

He wants to use the biggest backing to restore his strength, otherwise there will be no chance!

"Thousand-eyed giant bloodline!" In Han Ming's heart, there were some demon races with extraordinary origins in the demon world that Yiling and he had talked about. Among them, there is this kind of thousand-eyed giant bloodline, which is said to be comparable to the true spirit of Luohu after adulthood. Strong presence!

This black-patterned ancient demon turned out to be a member of the original native demon clan in the demon world!

But it didn't matter, no matter what his bloodline, Han Ming cut it down with a sharp sword, anyway, it was a corpse when he died, and the bloodline of the Thousand-Eyed Giant couldn't bring him back to life!

In order to be foolproof, Han Ming's eyes flashed with glaucoma, prompting the Blue Blind Tianjue. There were many eyes. It just so happened that the Qingblin Tianjue specifically restrained his eyes. Whether you are an ancient demon or a thousand-eyed giant, you have to become blind!

Han Ming's attack was about to swing, but at this moment, a turbulent wave acted from the outside, and the thirty-six Wansha Sacrificial Bone Niyuan Sword was blown to pieces, and the sword formation instantly shattered.

The Wansha sacrifice bone Niyuan sword and the Qingblind Tianjue in Han Ming's hand have not been displayed. The whole person is like a small boat in a squally rainstorm. Body shape!

At the same time, the Yin and Yang Wind Sand Soul Locking Array also burst into pieces with a "puff", turning into a burst of flesh and blood power or the yellow soul power in it, lingering in the sky, swelling There were gusts of cloudy wind.