The moon above his head was motionless, and after a short while, Han Yiming looked up, I don't know how many glances he looked, and suddenly felt a little light flickering in the shadow of the moon. The boy had already stood up and said, "The hour has come." Han Yiming glanced at him and was taken aback again, the previous child was only seven or eight years old, but the child at this time was already fourteen or five years old. The childishness on his face has gone a lot, and he already looks like a teenager, and he can no longer be called a child, but a teenager. The body has grown a lot, the body is long and jade, and even the face has changed, the previous childlike charm of the pink carving is gone, but the face is known at a glance that the little boy has grown up, his face is as white as jade, a pair of eyes are like cold stars, and the two sword eyebrows make him heroic on his face. He glanced at Han Yiming, this glance was extremely sharp, Han Yiming instantly felt that he had been seen through by him, and even the thoughts in his heart were clearly seen by him.

He glanced at the spirit core and said, "You still hide, I'm worried that you won't be able to eat." Lingxin said: "Slay the dragon, but it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I refuse to hide from the past." Han Yiming said: "Senior Sister Lingxin, you are still ......" Lingxin said: "Your cultivation is not much higher than me, why don't you hide?" The young man said: "Then you will underestimate him, the spiritual power in his body is 1,100 years." He can stand it, but you can't. What's more, it would be a pity that your spiritual power really wants to be ruined in this matter. You want to see the excitement, okay! I'll let you see it! But you stand behind him!" the young man spoke in an understated tone, but there was no doubt about it. Lingxin looked at him, then at Han Yiming, and came to stand behind Han Yiming. The young man said to Han Yiming: "You just stand here, sit down, but you can't take half a step back." Han Yiming was already stunned by this young man's words, 1,100 years? He has such a spiritual power to cultivate? This is how many lifetimes and reincarnations this is! But after looking at the young man, he knew that he was going to come to fight with the dragon in this well, what kind of thing could this young man do? I will never take a step back, but you promise me that if I have any accident, don't drag my fellow men in. The young man smiled and said, "That's nature! You underestimate me too much, as long as you listen to my instructions, there will be no accidents." After daybreak, everything was closed. Come, you stretch out your hand. ”

For some reason, this young man was convincing, and Han Yiming stretched out his hand. The young man stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly on his palm, Han Yiming only felt that his palm was hot, and two white circles flew out of his palm, and the King Kong Trapped Dragon Circle flipped in the air above his palm. The young man flicked his two fingers lightly on the edge of the trapped dragon circle, and the trapped dragon circle flew upwards and disappeared for a moment. The boy pointed to the ground and said, "You just sit here." Han Yiming looked down and saw that there was an extra circle on the ground at some point, and he happened to be standing outside this circle. He was about to take a step back and walk into the circle, when the young man said, "Where is your colorless and phaseless treasure mirror?" He said again about the hundreds of treasures in Lingshan, Han Yiming would not be surprised, reached into his arms, and took out the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror. The young man glanced at the treasure mirror, stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the mirror, and said, "You hold the treasure mirror in your hand." Han Yiming said, "Don't you need it?" The young man thought for a while and said, "I remember, there is something on you that I want to borrow." But it's not this treasure mirror, the treasure mirror you hold in your hand, it has its own wonderful use. Han Yiming was actually a little afraid that he would borrow this treasure mirror, the mystery of the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror, he had never been able to understand, but he knew that this treasure mirror was in Lingshan, it was an extremely important thing, and he lent it to others, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, so he was relieved to hear that the treasure mirror was in his hands. I looked at the mirror, and saw that the mirror was full of blue waves, and among the blue waves, a white lotus was slowly emerging. In the blink of an eye, the white lotus had emerged from the mirror, and the petals of the petals opened, opening to the extreme, and the petals fell off, but they only floated around Han Yiming's body. In just a moment, there were already countless lotus petals floating around Han Yiming, and the white lotus was still opening endlessly.

The young man said, "I'll borrow two of your scorched wood from you and use one of them." Han Yiming was even more surprised in his heart, this young man knew everything, looked at him for a moment, slowly shook his head and said, "You want to borrow this? I can't borrow this." "The Demon Star once confessed that he couldn't hand over the short sword to others, and Han Yiming already felt like a world away from the past, but he always remembered what he promised others. The young man said: "You really kept your promise! If you refuse to borrow it, then don't blame me for taking it myself." He pointed with his hand, and Han Yiming saw that there were two more pieces of scorched wood in front of him, one long and one short, which were the fragments left by Zi Shang after burning the peachwood sword with glass fire. Han Yiming was extremely shocked, and looked at the young man fixedly, only to see his fingers gently caress the scorched wood, and smiled lightly: "Don't come to harm?" With his fingers, the two pieces of scorched wood disappeared, and a short sword appeared, the blade of the sword revealed a five-colored light, and the sword body was surrounded by mist. This is not scorched wood, this is the short sword that the demon star handed over to him that day!

He's a Demon Star! Han Yiming immediately sweated through his clothes, this young man is a Demon Star! After chasing after his fellow Daoist for a few years, there seems to be a Demon Star who doesn't seem to exist, is that him? The young man didn't raise his head, and smiled lightly: "I am a disciple of Lingshan, not a Demon Star. Knowing his thoughts, Han Yiming froze: "Who are you?" The young man raised his head, glanced at him, smiled and shook his head slightly, and after a while, he said, "I am really not a demon star, you don't have to panic." Could it be that you, like them, think that a person with extraordinary spiritual power is a demon star?" Han Yiming shook his head, this young man is right, is it necessary to have a demon star if his spiritual power is extraordinary? The young man said again: "You have made up your mind, I want to start." ”

Han Yiming gritted his teeth and suppressed his mind, the young man no longer knew where he received the short sword, and said, "You take three steps back." According to what he said, Han Yiming took three steps back and had retreated into that circle. The young man looked up at the sky, walked to the well, and gently wiped his left hand on the well railing, only to hear that there was a strong wind howling in the well. The boy listened intently, and the smile on his face faded.

After a while, the well fell silent, and the young man jumped up, and Han Yiming had already seen that there was an iron chain in his hand, a finger-thick, pitch-black iron chain. I don't know where he found this iron chain, one end of this iron chain is in his hand, and the other end is in the square well.

As soon as the young man dragged the iron chain out, the sound of the chain dragging suddenly resounded in the well, and Han Yiming didn't make a sound, just carefully held the colorless and phaseless treasure mirror on his chest and looked at the young man quietly. Shaohua jumped in the air and shook the iron chain in his hand, and the iron chain writhed as if it was alive, gushing out from the well.

The iron chain was in the young man's hand, and what he held in his hand was only the thickness of his fingers, but the iron chains that came out from behind him gradually became thicker, and the iron chains at the mouth of the well were as thick as an arm, and at the same time, the sound of the iron chains in the well was getting louder and louder, and I don't know how many iron chains were still in the well. The chains were black and dreary, interlocking, endless, pouring upwards. Han Yiming knew that there was something strange in this well, and at this time, he looked at this iron chain, and said in his heart: "Is this a dragon locked?" He remembered that the dragon in this square was injured, so he had been enjoying blood sacrifices, and the spirit creatures were not greedy for human blood, but the injured spirit creatures could not be used to spend it with ordinary truth.