Chapter 120: The Yellow Sparrow is Behind!

"Fate?"

Yuan Qingfeng thought silently, bowed his head and said nothing.

Han Ming took advantage of the time he was in a daze, and had already absorbed the reckless people, leaving a puddle of rotten meat that was not much different from Lei Dong.

"It's just an excuse for your killing, if you really don't want to, how can you be controlled by the Ice Demon Emperor?"

"Really?" Han Ming nodded, showing a smile that suddenly dawned on him: "Maybe what you said is right, I have been very happy for more than ten years!"

"Do you want to kill people just because you're happy? Do you want to become a demon just because you're excited?

Yuan Qingfeng couldn't stand it anymore and scolded.

Han Ming's eyes were cold, shooting out the light of soul devouring, he roared, and the Meng people grabbed Yuan Qingfeng's collar, and said angrily: "You trash, you were born to live in the aura of genius, do you know how I spent my youth? My parents were captured as slaves by a force when I was less than three years old, and I also became the object of their tricks and exercises, if I didn't have a demon body, I would have been tortured to death by them, why do you say so?" Why is it that you can be in control of other people's destinies, and we should accept to be dominated by you?

"Because in your concept, it should be like this, there are three, six, nine and so on, in your eyes, mortals should live like ants, be slaughtered by you at will, and kill whenever you want, and at this time you will never think how strong your sin is, how unrecognized by God, but every time someone suddenly stands on your head, you will think that it is unfair, and you think that the killing of that person is too heavy, and you should accept the crime that will never be recovered!"

"This is fate, an irresistible fate that you and I have to accept in the world!"

Yuan Qingfeng sighed softly.

"I don't become an immortal or a demon, I don't regret it, even if it is a catastrophe!"

Han Ming muttered with a look of pain in his eyes.

"Stop it properly, you should vent your anger after so many years, if you continue like this, it will only make you miserable for the rest of your life. Yuan Qingfeng sincerely persuaded.

"I can't go back, from the moment I accepted the inheritance of the Ice Demon Emperor, the gears of my destiny have turned, I am destined to become the Ice Demon Emperor's furnace, and within five years, it will be in action. Han Ming said.

"You know that the Ice Demon Emperor wants to take you away, so why do you want to do this?

Yuan Qingfeng said angrily.

"But, I'd like to give it a try!"

A crazy smile appeared on the corner of Han Ming's mouth, and he said with a sneer: "That's all the power of the Ice Demon Emperor! How exciting it is, if I absorb him, then my chances of survival will be greatly increased by several times, who else can control me at that time?"

"Madman, do you know how terrible your actions are, a dignified generation of demon emperors, how can you say that you can devour them?" Yuan Qingfeng said.

"So, I still need your help. ”

Han Ming approached Yuan Qingfeng with a malicious smile on his face.

Yuan Qingfeng realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "You can't kill me, otherwise you will be strongly pursued by the Mixed Yuan Lei Mansion and will not live long!"

"But who cares?"

Han Ming smiled cruelly, without warning, as soon as he grabbed Yuan Qingfeng's face, the Xuanbing Demon Flame was burning, poured into Yuan Qingfeng's head, and began to refine frantically, Yuan Qingfeng didn't even have time to reveal his spirit, he was absorbed by Han Ming.

"Roaring Treasure Technique to the Sky, Fierce Treasure Technique, Fierce Treasure Technique, Thunder Emperor Treasure Technique, Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, haha, I didn't expect you to have several supreme supernatural powers, it's really surprising!"

Han Ming took a big breath and devoured the six martial arts wills floating in the air.

It stands to reason that after the martial artist dies, the martial will will dissipate along with the martial artist, but the Xuanbing Soul Technique is a supreme demonic skill, which can not only devour the martial artist's spirit, but also break up the martial will of the martial artist into the purest breath, which can be easily absorbed.

Bang Bang Bang!

Han Ming's body continued to crack and breathe, and after absorbing Yuan Qingfeng, after absorbing Yuan Qingfeng, he was surging with his breath, and his martial arts will was pure, and he wanted to advance, but he still stayed at the edge of the realm, and he was a fraction of a second.

And the spiritual power was also forcibly suppressed by him, and he did not break through to the Tongshen Realm.

"Everyone, I only want to leave now, isn't it too late?"

A few minutes later, Han Ming opened his eyes, and the dark aura of Xuan Ming enveloped him, and slowly flew up, and the screams of the monsters came from behind him, and hundreds of millions of ghosts flew out, encompassing the void.

Han Ming swung his fist, Xuan Ming's two qi erupted, Qiankun trembled, the sky was torn, more than a dozen spaces were shattered, and where did a figure shoot out in embarrassment.

"Adversary, you dare!"

One of the Nirvana Realm powerhouses pointed at Han Ming with a pale face and scolded.

Han Ming looked at him, his eyes flickered, a black hole appeared, the devouring aura erupted, and a black divine thunder swept out, hitting the man and killing him.

"Just wait, do you want to catch this king?"

Han Ming snorted, he stretched out his hand and waved: "Leave no one!"

"Ah, let's go!"

Seeing the strange ghosts constantly pouring around, several people changed color, and they didn't dare to stay longer, wanting to break through the realm and escape.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, the place fell into darkness, the blood rushed to the sky, the demonic aura shrouded the spirit, no one could escape, under the subsequent battle in front of the ghosts, none of the dozen or so Nirvana Realm powerhouses who came to see the excitement were spared, and they were all killed, for this, Han Ming didn't even have the desire to absorb them.

"Oh, I almost forgot that there's one more of you here. ”

Han Ming looked at the darkness lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, if you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have been able to kill and catch the big fish of Yuan Qingfeng haha, I'm really looking forward to what the reaction of the Mixed Yuan Lei Mansion will be when they learn that their personal disciple was killed and roared?

"After absorbing you, I will be able to reach the realm of the realm in a few days, it is rumored that the first day of the Southeast Xuan Domain is the Mo family's ink god machine, very good, the next one is you." ”

With that, Han Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the darkness.

"Really?"

Suddenly, Ben, who was lying on the ground with a serious injury, stood up, he twisted his body, making a crackling sound, and the chest that had collapsed after being beaten by Yuan Qingfeng quickly recovered, and Ben's pale and colorless face also returned to ruddy.

He smiled contemptuously at Han Ming: "Is it up to you?"

"What?"

Looking at the darkness in front of him, Han Ming was surprised, he could clearly see how Yuan Qingfeng beat him to a serious injury, and he had no intention of being pretentious, but what did he mean by this?

"You're not dead, did you pretend to be before?"

Han Ming questioned, his eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, slowly approaching the darkness, the realm quietly spread, enveloping this place, hundreds of ghosts and ghosts opened their teeth and danced their claws, spitting demonic energy, exuding bursts of soul-dementoring killing intent!

"Han Ming, you are very good, you have deceived many people, but you can't fool me. "Or that you can't deceive the cunning spirit fox.

"What do you mean?"

Han Ming frowned, looking at the darkness in his hand, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Presumably, the disciple of the Sanfeng Daoist was devoured by you, and then came here with a star-picking hand to attract the powerhouses of the Tianya Continent to come and snatch it, but I didn't expect to catch the big fish of Yuan Qingfeng!"

Dark passages.

"You're wrong, I was chased by lightning before I came here, and Yuan Qingfeng's figure naturally couldn't escape my eyes!"

Han Ming said proudly.

"Yes, that's why I came to you. ”

He nodded secretly, his eyes shining with appreciation.

"Haha!"

Han Ming looked up and laughed, as if he had heard the best joke in the world, and said coldly: "Do you know who you are talking to, do you think you still have a way to live today?"

"Say no doubt, it's okay, let me see the strength!"

Dark passages.

"Arrogance!"

Han Ming was furious, he couldn't stand the dark picture of being high, not to mention the look he put in his eyes.

He roared, pinched the fist print in his hand, and ran several supernatural powers, roaring fiercely, roaring fiercely, thunder and blood fluttering, all gathered in the fist, exuding demonic energy, and went towards the dark bombardment with all his strength!

He's going to kill Dark in one fell swoop, leaving no room for it!

At the same time, he was on guard, because he secretly gave him an invisible pressure and didn't dare to be careless, so he went all out!

The dark body moved slightly, swept out ten afterimages, and pinched the Heavenly Wolf King's divine power to kill Han Ming, while he himself tapped the void slightly on his toes, and withdrew again and again.

Boom!

Han Ming's fist was shocking, breaking everything, there was a fearless aura, and the ten afterimages were killed by him one by one, and then the trend continued unabated, killing to the dark.

Secretly pulled out the sword, the dragon roar rippled crisply, and the anger surged out, sweeping through the nine heavens, too dense, and in an instant, all the anger during the dark period was released, and countless ghosts were submerged and killed, Han Ming's body shook fiercely, but it was the moment of stagnation, and the secret moved.

A dark green flame burned all over him, and the flame was not hot, but cold and terrifying. As soon as this space appeared, it became a netherworld time, and a faint mourning sound was heard all around, deep into the soul.

This is the source of the spirit fox's life, the Nine Shadow Fires.

Secretly raised his sword, tapped his toes on the ground, and took the initiative to fly towards Han Ming.

"Look for death!"

Han Ming was furious and slammed his fist into the dark chest that took the initiative to sweep away.

Airplanes!

There was no sound of explosions, only the humming sound of fist intent breaking through the air.

Han Ming's fist passed through the Nine Shadows Fire, through the dark body, and pierced through a piece of the sky behind him, and then exploded again and again.

Airplanes!

Too fast, the dark sword pointed at the center of Han Ming's eyebrows, and the Nine Shadows Fire gushed out, with a trace of the spirit fox's breath pouring into Han Ming's body.

Secretly retracted the sword, dispersed the Nine Shadows Flame, his face turned slightly pale, and turned to leave, no longer looking at Han Ming, who was roaring in pain behind him.