On the way, Han Ming rarely met monks. This made Han Ming very surprised, after all, now that he was being hunted down by the three major factions, he hadn't met anyone until now, Han Ming felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, when Han Ming had been flying towards the west, he suddenly found that the sky was slowly darkening. It was noon when the sun was shining just now, but now it had turned into a dark night, which Han Ming was naturally surprised.

"Who's the person, show up!" Han Ming shouted loudly at the surroundings, and suddenly a gloomy laugh came.

"Haha~~~Haha~~~~. Little doll, I will take out your head today!"

These black-clothed men were all laughing and looking at Han Ming rampantly. It seems that Han Ming has been regarded as a prey, and it is a prey that has been caught by hand, and they all regard Han Ming as a magic weapon and elixir.

Han Ming snorted coldly, and Shen Lei suddenly dispersed towards the surroundings with a "sigh", and shouted: "Since this is the case, take out some skills and let Han Mou see your strength, and see if you have the strength to take Han Mou's head!"

After finishing the words, bursts of explosions spread out in all directions, and all the people in black were hit by dozens of divine thunderbolts. But the terrible thing is that the man in black was hit by the divine thunder, and slowly several other men in black merged.

In a short period of time, the people in black have all fused into a man in black, presumably this person is desperate.

The desperate sneer smiled and sneered: "It is rumored that Han Ming is also a person with some strength, who killed Yin Feng, the young master of the Yin Luo Sect, and destroyed Zhao Feng, the young master of the Tiangang Sect. But with your current strength, I don't think there are many powerful ones!"

When Han Ming heard this, he was angry, but he found that red anger was floating out of his body and flying towards that desperate life. Looking at the desperate appearance of not caring at all, it is more comfortable to absorb this anger.

"Could it be that this person can absorb people's seven emotions and six desires, otherwise my anger will make him absorb it!" Han Ming looked at the desperate enjoyment and couldn't help but think in his heart.

The surroundings were even darker at the moment, and the desperate people were even more crazy and laughed: "Han Ming, your master blew himself up and died for you, and your woman was also killed, and even your life was about to die." You're such a wretched wretch, haha!"

When Han Ming heard these words, he quickly froze his mind and sneered, "Desperate, you are such a shameful monk in the Yuan Infant Stage. I still want to absorb my seven emotions and six desires, in that case, I will let you absorb enough today!"

After that, the killing intent in Han Ming's murderous heart suddenly dispersed. The cold killing intent walked around, and a soft luster emanated from the top of Han Ming's head to protect his whole body, and the peerless sword instantly appeared in Han Ming's hand.

Desperately feeling the luster on Han Ming's body and the deterrent power of the peerless sword, he exclaimed, "Immortal weapon, you are actually an immortal weapon." What you have in your hand is also an immortal weapon?"

Han Ming looked up to the sky and smiled, still in a calm state of mind, and said: "Now, you can fight with Han Mou! Let Han Mou see the power of the peerless sword after becoming an immortal weapon, and suffer death!"

"Bang~" When Han Ming raised the peerless good sword and slashed towards the desperate life, the peerless good sword instantly turned into a giant sword ten meters long, like a mountain peak, flying towards the desperate life.

The fierce sword qi and the mighty peerless sword bring a different threat to the desperate life. After Han Ming saw that the peerless sword had already flown towards the desperate life, the divine thunder also slowly condensed in his hand.

This is the divine thunder that Han Ming comprehended to exert the maximum power of the divine thunder, that is, the divine thunder was slowly fused, and finally fused into a divine thunder ball, so that not only the power of the divine thunder was huge, but also became more transparent, especially suitable for sneak attacks.

Desperate faced with the peerless sword that was almost on top of his head, he took out a red handkerchief to resist his head, recited a spell in his mouth, and when he saw that the peerless sword was about to arrive, he suddenly shouted: "Dream Soul Pa, give me a circle~~~!"

"Hiss~hiss~" There were a few hissing sounds from the Dream Soul Pa, and the peerless sword was actually resisted by a handkerchief. Although the Dream Soul Pa was only a little broken in an instant, and it was about to be unable to resist, Desperate Life was not worried.

With a disdainful smile, he shouted at Han Ming, "As long as I kill you, I can get the immortal weapon." I didn't expect you to have such a good thing on you, it's really in vain for me to make a desperate move!"

"Luo Soul San~~!" he let out a desperate shout, palms facing Han Ming, and suddenly flew towards Han Ming.

Not to be outdone, Han Ming said silently: "Body Locking Technique~!" Suddenly, an invisible shackle directly buckled onto Desperate's body, and at this moment, the Divine Thunder Ball and the Hidden Devouring Technique flew wildly towards Desperate.

"Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang" bursts of divine thunder and the muffled snort of the Hidden Devouring Technique. made Desperate suffer a lot, first by the divine thunder split head and face bombardment, and then by the hidden devouring technique to sneak attack.

At this moment, after spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he took a red pill, and the concealment technique attached to his body slowly disappeared, slowly disappearing.

However, the Yuan Infant Period is the Yuan Infant Period, as long as you take precautions. Han Ming couldn't inflict any fatal damage on him at all, as he had already known when Han Ming and Yin Feng were fighting in the Confused Forest.

"Poof" Han Ming suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale. It turned out that the moment he swallowed the pill desperately, Han Ming felt a kind of mist being inhaled into his body.

This kind of mist could actually penetrate the defenses of the Linglong Pagoda and be directly inhaled into his body, which Han Ming could not have imagined.

"Bang" Dream Soul Pa was also shattered at this moment, and the peerless sword seemed to feel that Han Ming was hurt. Angry "Buzz" thought, and flew towards desperation again. And this time, not only did the speed become faster, but there was also a trace of divine thunder and killing intent on the sword body.

Suddenly, a shadow flew in. In an instant, the desperate life was stopped by the peerless sword. But Desperate seemed to be on guard, took a few steps back, and his body changed, and the peerless sword only brought a little abrasion to Desperate.

Han Ming hurriedly recalled the peerless sword back into his hand, endured the mist of indiscriminate impact in his body, and glared at his death.

With a smug smile, he took out another gourd and shouted at Han Ming: "Han Ming, now you know how powerful I am! So it's better to hand over your head honestly, otherwise I will make you unable to survive or die!"

"Poof" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Han Ming said angrily: "You are dreaming!"

Now Han Ming was in a lot of pain, not only the mist was flying indiscriminately in his body. Every time he flew to a place, he would inflict an injury on himself, and Han Ming also felt that he could not enter the extremely cold world in the Ding Ring.

Desperate looked at Han Ming with disdain, and sneered: "Han Ming, don't you know what tricks you have? There's also a ring that preserves your body, I know that. The Confused Mist of my Medicine King Valley is specially prepared for you!"

Han Ming forcibly suppressed the injury with the mist, slowly stood up, and said angrily: "Since you want to kill me so much, catch up with me! I, Han Ming, will die, and I will definitely not die in your hands!"

With that, Han Ming stood on the peerless sword and flew towards one direction.

Compared to the degree of the peerless good sword of two thousand, the desperate only took out a magic weapon flying sword, which was far from Han Ming's speed. However, although he couldn't catch up with Han Ming, he wouldn't be thrown off by Han Ming.

Now the desperate life is waiting, waiting for the moment when Han Ming can't suppress the fog, waiting for the moment when Han Ming's spiritual power is used up. Han Ming had been letting the peerless sword fly desperately now, while trying to dissolve this so-called confused fog.

It's a pity that this confusion fog is too domineering, no matter how Han Ming dissolves it, he can't make the confusion fog disappear.

"Hey, I blame myself for being too careless. Thinking that he can challenge the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage with two immortal weapons, it seems that cultivation is really important, this time he escaped, he must reach the Yuan Infant Stage first!"

Han Ming secretly regretted it in his heart, and while flying violently, he instantly tried to break through the confusion and fog in his body. After a day and a night, although the fog of confusion did not dissipate, it was all suppressed by Han Ming.

However, as long as the fog of confusion existed, Han Ming would not be able to enter the Ding Ring. This also made Han Ming feel quite a headache, especially Han Ming felt more and more tired, knowing that this should be a sign of lack of spiritual power.

Desperate is still chasing and killing behind, one running in front and one chasing behind. In just one day and one night, he also attracted a large number of people to chase after him, after all, Han Ming's face had already been known to the monks of the Kunlun Continent.

In this way, Han Ming kept flying, and finally saw a sect in front of him, but now Han Ming's head was dizzy and he didn't see clearly.

When Han Ming flew to the sect, he was horrified to find that this was actually the Tiangang Sect. Han Ming, whose eyes were hazy, suddenly felt dizzy, and he kept trembling.

"Hurry up, attack Han Ming, he won't be able to stand it!"

"Look, Han Ming can't bear it, let's work harder!"

"You little rabbits, get out, get out. Han Ming is Lao Tzu!" Desperately watching the people behind him attack Han Ming, he couldn't help but roar, and the power of a sound made a group of little monks in the Jindan period shocked and vomited blood.

Nodding with absolute satisfaction, he just wanted to take down Han Ming. But he was stopped by Murong Hai who suddenly appeared, Murong Hai looked at Han Ming, his eyes were full of anger or guilt, and he sucked Han Ming directly into his hand.

Now Han Ming's expression was sluggish, and his eyes were in a state of semi-fainting. Murong Hai took Han Ming in his hand and whispered to the desperate life: "Thank you for this fellow Daoist, there will definitely be someone from my sect who will prepare magic weapons and other items for you later!"

After that, Murong Hai was about to leave.

Where is the desperation? Originally, he wanted to take down Han Ming's magic weapon, the elixir. However, since he saw Han Ming's immortal weapon, he also changed his mind, and now he wants Han Ming's immortal weapon.

"Fellow Daoist, I didn't take Han Ming for the magic weapon. It's because this son killed my junior, I have to take him back to my Medicine King Valley and give him to my elders, so I still want to be a friend of the Dao。。。。。。 ！”

With a roll of his eyes, he immediately said these words, hoping that Murong Hai would return Han Ming.

As a person who has lived for so many years, how could Murong Hai not know what is going on in his heart. Murong Hai was holding Han Ming's peerless sword, and suddenly, the peerless sword disappeared at Han Ming's feet, and even the hairpin formed by the exquisite pagoda on his head disappeared.

Inside the Ding Ring, Han Ming's incarnation outside his body was in a hurry. The incarnation outside the body held the peerless sword and the exquisite pagoda, feeling everything that happened outside, and said regretfully: "Blame me, how can you fly here? But what is in my body that affects my sanity!"

After Murong Hai was surprised for a while, he didn't pay much attention to it, and shouted: "Let you go, you can get out quickly." Don't let the old man be angry, after going to Zhao Fan to get the magic weapon, get out of my Tiangang Gate. Get out~~~~!"

"Poof" Murong Hai's roar suddenly made desperate people spurt blood. After that, Murong Hai did not hesitate to take Han Ming back to the main hall of Tiangang Gate after a long absence, and then the bell rang, which was the bell that prompted all the elder-level figures to come to the main hall.

Desperately staring at Murong Hai's back in place, his anger was indescribable. However, he couldn't say anything, after all, Murong Hai's cultivation was too high, and he was not capable of being the enemy at all, so he had no choice but to go to Zhao Fan and get what he deserved!