Chapter 500: The old trick repeats itself

Han Bing asked himself: "If I'm not mistaken, this well must be extraordinary...... The gold and silver treasures may be true. Han Bing spoke in a loud voice, which shook the Turtle Master's brain.

Master Turtle couldn't stop nodding.

The dark corridor suddenly shook.

Dusty.

Master Divine Turtle's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Get out of here, the road is about to collapse." ”

Han Bing didn't run, he adjusted his breath, and his aura continued to be released.

A huge aura field separates the dust from the sky.

The spiritual aura of the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm is indeed extremely strong, and even the Divine Turtle Master is beyond the reach of the dust. Although the Divine Turtle Master has been promoted to the level of a divine beast, there are no divine beasts that have crossed the tribulation, and their spiritual cultivation has been suppressed, and their spiritual cultivation is not as good as that of venerable spirit beasts, and even ordinary Xuan Spirit Beasts.

The promotion of the Venerable Spirit Beast to the Divine Beast is both a threshold and an opportunity. If you can grasp the opportunity and succeed in the tribulation, your spiritual cultivation will skyrocket. If the tribulation fails, the spiritual power will be greatly reduced. Therefore, there are many spirit beasts that have given up the opportunity to advance when their cultivation reaches the late stage of the Venerable Spirit Realm, and their spiritual cultivation will stagnate.

How could Master Divine Turtle be willing to be a spirit beast for a lifetime?

The icy aura formed a huge space around himself and the Divine Turtle Master.

This space keeps out the dust and gravel around it.

The endless dark corridor is shaking and collapsing!

The huge spiritual power aura enveloped the cold ice and the Divine Turtle Master, and they were speeding forward in the darkness.

Master Divine Turtle looked at the collapsing tunnel behind him, and the blood in his body was about to coagulate.

If it weren't for the icy aura, he would definitely be buried in this dark underground.

Han Bing pulled the Divine Turtle Master and moved forward quickly under the wrapping of the aura aura.

In the dark corridor, there was a sudden sound of soft crying.

The crying is so faint that if you don't pay attention, you can't hear it at all.

Master Divine Turtle was startled, and lowered his voice: "General, it seems that someone is crying softly. ”

Before Master Turtle's words fell, there was a sudden light in front of him.

The light started small, but gradually it grew larger.

A roaring bonfire.

There was a skinny girl sitting around the campfire.

Master Turtle was stunned.

Han Bing was also stunned!

The little palace maid, sitting next to the bonfire, turned out to be the timid and poor little palace maid!

Seeing Han Bing and Master Turtle coming, the little palace maid slowly stood up.

Under the bright bonfire, the little palace maid was full of tears.

Han Bing put away his aura and walked over with a surprised expression.

The little palace maid looked at Han Bing with tears in her eyes, and when she saw Han Bing coming over, she fluttered with great blessings: "The slave maid is late to welcome the general, I hope I ask for forgiveness!"

Han Bing looked at the tear-stained face of the little palace maid, and instantly felt pity, and he stretched out his hand to help the little palace maid.

At the moment when Han Bing's hand was about to touch the little palace maid's arm, the Divine Turtle Master suddenly rushed over like lightning.

"General, be careful!"

The Turtle Master shouted, pushing the ice out.

The cold ice was caught off guard, and was pushed out by the Divine Turtle Master more than two feet away.

Before he could stand still, he saw a thick fog rise from the campfire.

In the thick fog, a young woman in pink tulle danced.

The woman was singing and moaning, and Miaoman's figure loomed in the mist.

Han Bing was stunned, his eyes staring directly at the woman in the mist, and his stiff body was writhing rhythmically.

The Divine Turtle Master had a shocked look on his face. He never dreamed that this poor little palace maid was actually the madman mentioned by the Flood Desolation Heart Eater.

The little palace maid was silent, quiet and polite! There was not the slightest sign of madness. It has nothing to do with madmen.

Soul Piercing Demon Sound!

The soft cry just now turned out to be a terrifying soul-piercing demon sound.

Although Han Bing's spiritual power cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, he was vulnerable in front of the Soul Piercing Demon Sound.

Fortunately, the body of the Divine Turtle Master is not a human, but an extremely quiet Divine Turtle, otherwise, he would have died under the Soul Piercing Demon Voice.

Han Bing ran to the little palace maid in the mist with an infatuated face.

The little palace maid was only draped in a pink veil, and her body was presented in front of the cold ice without any concealment.

Ice's eyes straightened, and his eyes gradually turned pink.

The little palace maid sings and moans lightly, like crying, and the hard-hearted man will change color and move.

Cold sweat trickled down from the Turtle Master's forehead, and he used his greatest perseverance to resist the temptation of the Soul Piercing Demon Sound.

Bonfire, blazing!

Han Bing looked at the fire stupidly and laughed. Take two more steps and the ice will be in flames.

Master Turtle shouted, "General, be careful!"

The little palace maid glared at the Turtle Master fiercely, and with a wave of her hands, a powerful force instantly enveloped the Turtle Master.

This power is even more fierce than the last time, and the lethality is even stronger.

Master Divine Turtle opened his mouth and shot out a stream of bloody arrows!

Although the Soul Piercing Demon Sound could not shake the mind of the Divine Turtle Master, this powerful force was also deadly.

The huge strength is overwhelming.

Blood spilled from the mouth, nose, ears, and eyes of the Turtle Master. One of the faces of the Divine Turtle Master slowly deformed. His tall body was folded and slowly twisted into a ball.

In the face of this huge strength, the Divine Turtle Master did not have the slightest ability to resist. Obviously, this time, the other party has made a dead hand.

The huge strength is about to tear the Turtle Master to pieces!

Master Turtle's eyes bulged! He couldn't breathe, he couldn't shout, his eyes couldn't see! His surroundings were dark!

The Turtle Master had fainted.

At this critical juncture, the demented cold ice suddenly shot out and attacked the little palace maid like lightning.

The little palace maid used the soul piercing demon sound to control the cold ice, and at the same time attacked the Divine Turtle Master with all her strength. Dealing with Han Bing and the Divine Turtle Master was a sure thing for the little palace maid to win! But she never dreamed that Han Bing would attack suddenly.

The short knife in Han Bing's hand attacked the little palace maid's chest with lightning speed.

The chest is the seat of the heart and the vital point of the human body.

Before the little palace maid could react, the short knife in Han Bing's hand plunged into her chest.

Blood splattered.

The little palace maid looked at Han Bing in surprise.

Han Bing looked at the little palace maid coldly, and sneered: "The old trick is repeated, you also underestimate your family General Han." ”

As he spoke, Han Bing drew his sword sharply, and his body retreated sharply. He knew that this woman would not only be able to pierce the soul demon sound, but her cultivation would also be unfathomable!

This woman's near-death blow will be terrifying.

The knife is drawn, and blood is splattered!

The little palace maid looked at Han Bing and smiled sadly: "Actually, I have died a long time ago, why do you bother to stab again?"

As soon as Han Bing slashed his hand, the terrifying power that surged towards the Divine Turtle Master disappeared without a trace......

(End of chapter)