Han Ming, who was asleep, slowly woke up after a short time, slowly opened his eyes, and felt that his head was very painful. At this time, Han Ming was in a daze, and seemed to have forgotten where this was!

"Ahhhh

Han Ming seemed to have forgotten that he had come in through the death refining in the three-character mantra, and when he saw Murong Wan being teased by several men in the distance, he shouted angrily: "Thief, stop, stop!"

The person in the distance seemed to hear Han Ming's angry shout, and turned his head, it turned out to be Zhao Feng, Yin Feng, and Zhang Hao, as well as the old dragon Zhong's Qingfengzi, these four people smiled evilly, and touched Murong Wan's hands up and down.

Suddenly, Murong Wan's clothes were torn off, and her white Zhizhi-like skin appeared in front of everyone. Han Ming's eyes were bloodshot suddenly, and he wanted to fly towards Zhao Feng and the others, but found that he couldn't fly.

Han Mingchao, who had been annoyed to the limit, was running frantically not far away, while Murong Wan was still under the teasing of everyone. Seeing this, Han Ming scolded angrily again: "You villains, miscellaneous, have the ability to rush at me, don't touch her!"

Zhao Feng had already pressed Murong Wan's breasts with both hands, and said obscenely: "Haha, Han Ming." Aren't you capable? You have the ability to come, you come, haha, you are here?"

"Poof" Suddenly, Han Ming was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, but his body never stopped, and he ran towards that side frantically, just to save Murong Wan.

When Han Ming rushed over, he instinctively raised his fist and smashed it towards Zhao Feng's face. "Boom" Han Ming's punch made this Zhao Feng and the others, including Murong Wan, disappear without a trace.

At this time, Han Ming was still angry, clenching his fists and looking around, looking for Murong Wan.

"Knock~knock~knock" rang three times, but Han Ming didn't reply, still indulging in anger.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice sounded in Han Ming's ears: "The Dao heart is unstable, how can it become a great weapon! The road of the Heavenly Dao is long and vicissitudes." Glitz and rich, all are floating clouds. The floating clouds are filled, the Dao heart is unstable, the floating clouds dissipate, and the Dao heart will stay forever!"

At this time, the scene suddenly changed, turning into a ruined mountain. Han Ming suddenly came to his senses, thinking back to everything just now and that unfamiliar voice.

"Just now, what happened to me? How could I forget that all this was an illusion, hey, could it really be that my Dao heart was unstable?" Han Ming sighed secretly, thinking with grief.

Suddenly, the peak of the ruins suddenly became the mountain of Tiangangmen, and it was still a blessed land of cultivation, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the aura was permeated. Everywhere is full of laughter, and people can indulge in it.

Han Ming looked at everything in front of him, and said with a cold face: "Hmph, I'm afraid all this is an illusion again! I will definitely not be fooled this time, I will definitely not!"

Who knows, that unfamiliar voice sounded in Han Ming's ears again: "The first killing trial, kill your fellow disciples." Try your killing intentions, if you don't kill them all, then you will die, really die. Now I give you, the cultivation of immortals!"

"Huh~Huh" Han Ming's robe was suddenly blown up, and bursts of powerful and incomparably powerful spiritual power filled Han Ming's body. Just when Han Ming felt the pain, in an instant, it exploded.

After a while, Han Ming once again condensed his body, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had the power to destroy the world. With every move and move, I vaguely realized that I could break through the world and destroy all these people in the blink of an eye.

Although Han Ming didn't have a good impression of this Tiangangmen, he thought he couldn't let him kill his fellow disciples. Indeed, he was not a ruthless man, although he knew it was just an illusion.

"If you want Han to kill your fellow disciples, I'm sorry, I can't do it!" Han Ming looked around coldly, and a voice like a lion's roar suddenly resounded all around.

At this time, two boys outside the mountain gate shouted loudly: "Who is under the mountain, why is there a noise here?"

Han Ming took a look, and suddenly found that these two boys actually returned to the mountain gate after going out for two years of retreat, and the two boys who stood by the mountain gate and laughed at him didn't care about it that day, who knew that these two boys would dare to yell at themselves one day.

"Whoosh" Han Ming suddenly appeared in front of the two boys, and reprimanded him coldly: "Hmph, don't you two even remember me? I am a disciple of the Lingwu Venerable, Han Ming." Don't you know how to bow and bow when you see Uncle Shi?"

Who would have thought, the two boys sneered and said, "Hmph, you don't think that you can deceive the two of us like that rebel!" Han Ming fornicated with the Demon Sect, and he was already put on death row by the master, if you don't leave again, blame us for notifying the elders in front of the door!"

"Haha~haha!I forgot that all this is an illusion, an illusion, an illusion!" Han Mingleng paused, and suddenly remembered that this was just his own death, an illusion, and couldn't help laughing and said.

The two boys suddenly looked unhappy, and one of them was also a little angry when he looked at Han Ming's disdainful look. Suddenly rang the bronze bell beside him.

"Knock~knock~!" After the nine bells rang, several elders and a group of elite disciples suddenly rushed out of the door, and among this group of elders, Ma Liang and Zhou Tai were among them, and as for the Lingwu Venerable, they didn't see it.

After Ma Liang saw Han Ming, he angrily pointed at Han Ming and scolded, his expression was also a little panicked: "Han Ming, aren't you on death row?

With that, the dozens of elite disciples around him immediately surrounded Han Ming. After a while, Zhao Fan also appeared in front of Han Ming. Seeing Han Ming's appearance, he also looked panicked and incredulous.

At this time, Han Ming was smiling and speechless. Even when everyone surrounded him, he didn't move, because he knew that it was all an illusion, everything was an illusion!

Zhao Fan took out something like an embroidery needle, and after reciting a spell in his mouth, the embroidery needle instantly turned into an iron rod hundreds of zhang long and struck at Han Ming, and there was some extremely simple gray light on it.

The "bang" blow landed right on Han Ming's body. "Poof~poof" Han Ming spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, feeling that the spiritual power in his body was chaotic, and he couldn't help but say in shock: "Isn't this an illusion, why am I hurt?"

Zhao Fan saw that he had succeeded in the blow, and immediately said: "Quickly take down this rebel and press it back into death row!" After hearing this, the surrounding disciples were all making the same gestures and reciting the same spell, as if they were preparing a powerful spell.

Seeing this, Han Ming suddenly remembered what the unfamiliar voice said: The first killing trial, kill your fellow disciples. Try your killing intentions, if you don't kill them all, then you will die, really die. Now I give you, the cultivation of immortals.

"Could it be, is it all reality? What kind of place is this, how can it create a real world, and it can be so realistic. Could it be that I really want to kill my fellow disciples?" Han Ming thought in astonishment at this time, with a lot of unbearability in his eyes.

Just as Han Ming hesitated, he suddenly saw Murong Wan flying from the mountain gate with tears like rain, and shouted at Han Ming's hiss: "Han Ming, you run, run, run~~~~~~~~~!"

Han Ming looked at Murong Wan, and suddenly Zhao Feng's figure appeared beside Murong Wan, grabbed Murong Wan's arm, and said with a wild smile at Han Ming: "Han Ming, Wan'er is my wife now, haha, you still lost." I advise you to tie your hands and arrest it!"

"You're looking for death!" At this time, Han Ming couldn't contain it anymore because of Murong Wan's appearance, and as soon as the spiritual power in his control body dispersed, all the elite disciples around him were suddenly shattered.

Who knew that Zhao Fan, Ma Liang, and Zhou Tai suddenly made a move, and three beams of light of different colors shot at Han Ming's body together. Han Ming grabbed the three beams with both hands and shouted, "Break it for me!"

"Pap~Pap" The three beams of light suddenly shattered, and Zhao Fan, Ma Liang, and Zhou Tai couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. Han Ming had also lost his mind at this time, and slapped his big hand hard at the three of them, and the three of them suddenly turned into a puddle of mud.

Han Ming suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng stayed in place in surprise, his eyes full of horror.

Murong Wan also shook off Zhao Feng's arm at this time, pounced on Han Ming's body, and cried loudly: "Han Ming, why are you coming back? Why, you hurry up, it'll be bad when my grandfather comes, hurry up!"

Without waiting for Han Ming to speak, Murong Wan and Zhao Feng suddenly disappeared in place. appeared behind an old man who was not angry and arrogant, and that old man was Murong Wan's grandfather, Murong Hai.

Murong Hai's eyes were majestic, watching Han Ming kill so many people, he gasped and shouted, "Han Ming, you still don't repent, but you are really obsessed, you really damn it!"

Han Ming stared at Murong Hai in front of him coldly, looking at Murong Wan who had been crying beside him, and he still couldn't make a choice in his heart. If he really killed all the people here according to what the voice said, Han Ming really couldn't do it this time.

Suddenly, the unfamiliar voice sounded again, and its voice still carried a hint of majesty: "If you don't kill, you will die! You have no choice but to kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" Suddenly, Han Ming's mind thought about the word killing for a while, and a blood-red word was imprinted on Han Ming's heart, which was the word killing!

Han Ming closed his eyes, his fists clenched tightly, and suddenly his hands pushed forward, all the spiritual power in his body poured out, and a force that destroyed heaven and earth came from Han Ming's hands!

"Ah" ~ "Ah" ~ "Ah" ~ bursts of painful ** sounds, screams, and cries sounded in Han Ming's ears. When Han Ming opened his eyes again, he found that this place was the same as when he first arrived here, a ruined mountain.

Han Ming shook his head weakly, there was no trace of spiritual power in his body, and his eyes were blank. But a striking killing word appeared on the forehead inexplicably, a blood-red killing word.

"There is no killing word, but there is no killing intent. Don't waste this killing, don't waste this killing!"

"Killing and robbery are empty, and dreams are killed and born. If you want to kill and rob, you must have murderous intent, and you must have murderous intent, and you can kill with your will!"

After the unfamiliar voice said two more words, Han Ming suddenly felt so familiar. The killing word on his forehead is becoming more and more blood-red, and the blood-red is a little evil, as if people can faint when they look at it.

Han Ming silently read the last paragraph: "Killing and robbery are empty, and dreams are killed and born." If you want to kill and rob, you must have murderous intent, you must have murderous intent, and you can kill people! I see, I see!"

Then, Han Ming whispered into the void, "Let's start the dream kill!"

It was only at this moment that Han Ming finally understood what the robbery was just now, and he finally understood what the robbery Ye Gucheng said in the flower boat that day was the robbery!

The killing and robbery were empty, and it was worth it that when Han Ming opened the killing ring in Tiangangmen just now, the reason for this was all empty. Therefore, it is called killing and robbery, but because Han Ming is not murderous enough, he can only show the word killing on his forehead, but he does not have any killing intent in his heart.

Han Ming wanted to survive this killing and tribulation, and survived this killing and refinement. There must be murderous intent in the bottom of one's heart, and there must be murderous intent in one's heart. Only in this way can we get out of this killing and refining place.

Killing, killing, killing. It may seem simple, but it's not. And Han Ming was able to say this, because he was also aware of the results of the previous battles. At this time, Han Ming wanted murderous intent and murderous intent, not to be restrained by others.