"Envoy Du, won't you come down yet!" Han Ming shouted loudly.

Being stared at by Han Ming, Du Yu on the altar finally moved. He slowly stood up and looked at Han Ming condescendingly: "Listen to you, it's Du who covets your treasure? It's really interesting. Du also has a practice. For tens of thousands of years, how can you imagine the treasures of heaven, material and earth you have seen? Is there anything you can think of as a small infancy in the broken lower realm?"

"Huh, let’s not talk about the others. Each of Han’s 36-handed Wansha Sword Formation, each of which is a secret treasure of the spirit treasure level, especially the matching sword spirit, is of great value in the human race of the spirit world. The second set! In addition, there are magic dragon blades and other magical treasures, as well as a complete corpse of the magic sovereign and the magic weapon of that magic sovereign. Which one does not let the Du God of the same level care? I am afraid that the envoy has already been salivating!" Han Ming said lightly, without covering up, these things are no longer a secret!

As soon as Han Ming said this, the face of the more than 100,000 monks below all changed slightly, especially the many Nascent Soul monks. The spiritual treasures exist in the human world that are not at the beginning of the world, and there is no cultivation base of the **** transformation period. It can't be moved at all, but Elder Han actually said that he has thirty-six handles and is still a sword formation!

The value of the thirty-six-handled spirit sword array is indeed unimaginable. It is not easy to find many in the spirit world, and the most precious thing is not the sword array, but the sword spirit is truly precious!

The legendary magic weapon spirit is divided into three levels, the lowest-level tool spirit, the upper part is the treasure spirit, and the upper part is the spirit!

Most of the materials used in the spirits are high-level monster souls. Although they are rare, they are not too few. Many Yuanying Stages can also be obtained by coincidence! But go up to Baoling, it is really only in the legend, and the materials used are mostly the spirits of heaven and earth, which is truly the beginning of the world!

As for higher-order spirits, it is said that only the legendary chaos can be produced by innate things, which are things used by immortals!

The sword spirit belongs to the first level of Baoling. If Elder Han's sword formation really owns this thing, then it is really hard to find in the world, and the heart of the gods of the upper realm is also natural!

Du Yu frowned slightly, and then faintly said: "You junior is really courageous. You betray the human race and show your feet in public. You dare to slander the god's envoy. This is also the slander of Flying God Island, Ben The sin is unforgivable, put to death soon, and utterly horrifying! But because you are not easy to cultivate, you are also dissatisfied, and you think that your god's envoy is unfair, so I'll give you a chance. Interrogation and interrogation, let's go ahead!" The white-robed Du Yu put his hands behind him, giving an oral message like the emperor.

Han Ming just smiled disdainfully when he heard that, and then suddenly coldened his face, "How does Han know if God Envoy Du and the other envoys are in a rush? If Han is caught with nothing, wouldn't he want to stick the fish on the board and let it be slaughtered? The kind of person who puts his own life in the hands of others!"

"Then what you mean by this is to completely betray the Human Race!" Du Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and there was more coldness on his face.

"Heh!" Han Ming just sneered coldly, and then said disdainfully: "Betrayal of the Human Race? What are you, but the messenger of the Spirit Realm Human Race, representing the Human Race? Does Han count? Human Race, you still can't call the shots!"

"Well, after repeated teachings, you won’t change it. You're going to be obsessed with it. That divine envoy will have to take you down and discuss with other lower realm divine envoys about how to deal with it!" Du Yu's eyes flashed sharply, facing Han Ming's side. Gently slap it with a palm.

A big bare palm of more than 100 feet suddenly appeared on top of Han Ming's head.

Han Ming frowned slightly when he saw this, and opened his mouth slightly. Five crystal small swords flew out of his mouth, hovering slightly in the air, and then turned into a giant sword about three to four feet in size, carrying an extremely sharp sword aura. , Up into the sky.

The sword light flashed suddenly, and the giant palm was chopped into six clouds of mist by the sharp sword aura.

Du Yuning glanced at the five-handed Wansha Sacrificing Bone Niyuan Sword, and then smiled coldly, "Small bugs, you dare to show your ugliness!" Then, with a pinch of the technique, six groups of mists formed from the giant palms violently. Moving towards the middle, they turned into six gleaming treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, white jade, and folding fan, falling down like lightning.

"Broken!" Han Ming's pupils shrank, his hands clenched his fists, and he slammed down against the sky. Suddenly, more than ten golden fist prints smashed against the six treasures like meteors.

"Rumble..." After a series of loud noises and a dazzling aura, Han Ming slammed down from the sky and slammed into a five-six-foot-thick piece on the edge of the square. On the stone pillar, a deep depression went in.

Han Ming's throat was sweet, and a wisp of light golden blood could not help but seep out of the corner of his mouth.

Han Ming’s face was a little pale, and the injuries left by the fight with the Four Channels had not yet recovered. At this time, he was fully exerting his full strength, and this Du Yu deserves to be an upper realm divine envoy. Level.

Han Ming is a little self-aware, even if he fights Du Yu unscathed intact, the outcome is not easy to say, not to mention that he is still dragging his body, if he really fights, he will definitely lose more and lose less!

"I also said that I am not a demon clan. Which human clan has your arrogant body?" The bear king stepped forward suddenly, pointing to Han Ming and asking.

"Friend Daoist Han, Bomou really couldn't believe it, but he had to accept it at this time!" Bormu took a step forward, and the strong aura inside his body slowly leaked out, "Friend Daoist Han's dual monk is a puppet sect of the demon clan. Young Master of the Nightmare Demon Sect, Fellow Daoist Han has taken refuge in the Demon Clan, is it just because he is the squad of the Nightmare Demon Sect!"

"Friend Daoist Han is confused, you only remember that you are a monk of the Nightmare Demon Sect, but you forget that you are essentially a human race. You have now betrayed the human race and caused the killing of hundreds of millions of your fellow race. How safe is your conscience!" Bormu said with regret. .

"Friends of Buddhism, don't talk nonsense with this spy, let's do it together, this thief is also proficient in magic, and there are many methods, don't let him escape!" The bear king stepped forward and formed a horn of horn with Bormu. Potential.

Han Ming wiped the blood stains on his lips with his index finger, and squeezed free from the stone pillar. He did not look at Bormu and King Bear in front of him, but looked sideways at the hundreds of thousands of monks below.

"Since Han entered into the defense line of the sky, you should be clear about what you have done all the time. You and others think that God's envoy and Zhuo Jiu's judgment is wrong, thinking that Han has never passed the ancient demon. !" Han Ming looked down, but his tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial thing.

Being stared at by Han Ming, many monks evaded subconsciously. Many monks in the Nascent Soul stage did not dare to look at Han Ming at all. They turned their heads silently, and even some monks were a little ashamed.

After being stared at by Han Ming for a long time, many cultivators at the scene sat in a good manner, and none of them stood up, avoiding Han Ming's almost interrogating gaze.

Some of the cultivators in the Yuanying stage that Han Ming knew sighed secretly, and they all shook their heads without opening their mouths.

Simon Ruoxue, who wins the snow in white, hesitated for a while, looked at the surrounding elders of the same clan for a while, and then even gritted his silver teeth and wanted to stand up, but at this moment, a heavy mana fell on her. The shoulders made her unable to stand up even during the primordial infant stage.

Simon Ruoxue turned her head, but she saw the female nun in Tsing Yi staring coldly, her lips moved slightly to transmit the voice and said: "Fuzzy, you are trying to die? Don't you know what it will attract you to stand up! "

"Master, it is absolutely impossible for him to hack into the Demon Clan and save my life. At this time, he is isolated and helpless. The disciple can't sit idly by. This life can be regarded as paying him back for the time being!" Simon Ruoxue gritted his teeth and passed on. The sound goes back.

"Stupid, do you think that you are the only one who suffers after you stand up? They can make the Zongmen fornicate with the demons with just one crime. You want to repay the debts, but have you ever thought about the foundation of the Zongmen for thousands of years?" Staring, stern sound transmission passed.

"This..." Simon Ruoxue was stunned when he heard the words, and was silent for a while. He raised his head and looked at Han Ming, who was standing with his hands high in the sky, with apologetic eyes. After all, he did not stand up.

At this moment, there was a faint but clearly audible shout from the square: "Elder Han~lightnovelpub.net~ I believe you, there is absolutely no possibility of hacking the demons!" At the same time, one was wearing The boy in blue stood up.

The blue-clothed boy stood up abruptly, making the people around him startled. After reacting, he immediately retreated like a snake and scorpion, as if to separate his relationship with the boy.

Han Ming retracted his gaze from Simon Ruoxue, and stared at the blue-clothed boy who stood up over there unexpectedly. After carefully distinguishing it, he discovered that this person was only eighteen or nine years old, but he was already a monk in the early days of foundation building.

"The kid is doing casual repairs. If you don't worry about it, your life is not worth mentioning. Whoever wants to kill it will take it!" The blue kid continued to shout loudly. Although he only has a small body, it is better than his surroundings. The sitting monk was a bit taller.

"Count me, the juniors don't believe me!" Then an old man who was hanging down slowly stood up with a cane.

Although this old man was a cultivator in the foundation-building period, he looked like seven and eighty, with two or three snow-white hairs on his head, and his face was full of overlapping folds, and he looked like he was about to live for long. "The younger generation has only two or three years of life, but they don't want to die lighter than a feather, drown all living beings, but also want to die vigorously, tell the truth!"

It seems that these two people have taken the lead, and others have also been infected. Some heads have begun to emerge from the crowded crowd, one by one, more and more, all shouting to support Elder Han.

After a few breaths, Han Ming looked at the seventy or eighty isolated among the hundreds of thousands of cultivators, his face turned cold, and a smile appeared: "Ha, before Han, he still felt that he shouldn’t be bothered by this. It's nosy, letting the defensive line of heaven be destroyed, how good the northern human race will be destroyed, and it will save you from ruining treasures and injuring yourself! But now there are others who come forward, and Han feels that he is just a little bit angry!"