Chapter 225: Meeting on a Narrow Road

What was shown in front of Mrs. Han was the spirit of ten thousand resentments that Zhang Jian had encountered.

For the spirit of resentment, Mrs. Han naturally also knows, after all, this is the third time she has entered the ancient ruin realm, in this ancient ruin realm, in addition to those unknown dangers, the spirit of resentment is the most common enemy.

It's just that it's just one or two resentful spirits, but this time, it has reached tens of thousands, mighty and dense, and just one glance makes Mrs. Han's whole body instantly cold.

"This ...... Where do these spirits of resentment come from?"

Mrs. Han's whole body was trembling, and the sense of crisis in her heart rose suddenly, making her whole body open pores and drenched in cold sweat.

Almost at the moment when Mrs. Han saw these spirits of resentment, tens of thousands of spirits of resentment suddenly roared out, heading towards the drunkard maniac, Princess Goyu, and the gray-robed man, and some of them came straight to Mrs. Han.

These spirits of resentment are all dead and evil spirits, and they like life the most, and Magatama and the others, in this ancient ruin realm, are like lights in the dark, extremely conspicuous, and they are the best food for the spirits of resentment.

"It's not good, get back!"

Looking at the spirit of resentment that came straight to her, Mrs. Han almost jumped up, hurriedly turned around, and was about to escape.

Tens of thousands of resentful spirits were divided into four parts, and there were more than two thousand chasing after Mrs. Han, and one resentful spirit was enough to make Madame Han difficult to deal with, let alone such a number.

"Damn, how can there be so many spirits of resentment, the previous two times, didn't it take a long time to come across one? Could it be that there is nothing wrong with this place, I would have known that I would not have come in, not only did I lose the three veins of demon blood, but now I am in danger. ”

Mrs. Han's scalp was numb, and her body rushed out without hesitation, wanting to escape from the pursuit of the spirit of resentment, she took out a lot of weapons from the storage ring, directly activated the urge, and turned into a surging aura impact, to block the footsteps of these spirit of resentment.

"Three Demon Snakes!"

However, the spirit of resentment is a part of the divine consciousness that is transformed by resentment, and the impact of aura can only play a role in delaying, but it cannot deal with it, and Mrs. Han did not give birth to divine consciousness, so she can only resist with a martial spirit.

Suddenly, the black and white serpent with three heads appeared, and went straight to the spirit of resentment with a roar......

At the same time, the three of them also encountered the attack of the spirit of resentment, and they all shot with all their strength to resist the attack of the spirit of resentment.

At this time, Zhang Jian finally finished alchemy, and in front of him, there were seventeen Dan bottles, and among each Dan bottle, there was a Dingfeng Pill.

"Seventeen Dingfeng Pills, it should be enough, try it once!"

Zhang Jian looked a little tired, refining seventeen times in a row, with his current strength, it was still a little difficult, so he simply stored a lot of spirit crystals in the ring, and after absorbing and refining, it recovered in less than a quarter of an hour.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Jian's divine sense swept out in an instant, and he even put away the breathing wood and the mysterious black robe, blooming his breath, to attract the arrival of the spirit of resentment.

"Huh?"

However, this time, it disappointed Zhang Jian, he dispersed his breath, but it did not attract a spirit of resentment, which made his brows furrow slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

Soon, however, the doubt vanished, for within the range of his senses, he saw the gray-robed man.

Zhang Jian's eyes froze, and he looked up into the distance, only to see that above the ruins in the distance, the gray-robed man was fleeing from the road, extremely embarrassed, and behind him, more than two thousand resentful spirits were roaring and chasing, wanting to seize the gray-robed man of life and turn him into a dead soul.

"Turns out, they're in too!"

Seeing the gray-robed man, Zhang Jian understood the reason why the spirit of resentment was not attracted to him.

At this moment, the gray-robed man didn't know what he was doing, and occasionally there was a blood light on his body, and every time this blood light flashed, his speed would skyrocket by one point, making it impossible for the spirit of resentment behind him to catch up with him.

But this kind of blood-light martial art is obviously extremely costly, and the gray-robed man's breath gradually weakens, and he keeps stuffing pills into his mouth.

"It's you, haha, the sky won't stop me!"

The gray-robed man's speed was very fast, and Zhang Jian did not use the mysterious black robe, so that the gray-robed man saw Zhang Jian as well, but at this time, Zhang Jian's appearance was transformed into Guan Shanyue's appearance with a thousand changes.

Although the gray-robed man didn't know Zhang Jian, among the five, only Zhang Jian was covered by a black robe, so even if he guessed, he could guess.

At this moment, the gray-robed man's eyes were shining, and his originally sluggish demeanor instantly became excited, obviously taking Zhang Jian as a prey, and asking Zhang Jian to resist these terrifying spirits of resentment for him.

"Kill yourself!"

How could Zhang Jian not guess the gray-robed man's thoughts, he suddenly frowned, snorted coldly, and the divine power in his body worked quickly, and he even took out the mixed yuan umbrella.

"Yellow Springs Dry!"

With Zhang Jian's temperament, how could he wait for the gray-robed man to make a move, at this moment, Zhang Jian took the initiative to attack, with the mixed yuan umbrella in his hand, and the first style of the Huangquan Sansheng Chop was directly slashed, and suddenly a ten-zhang Huangquan sword qi roared and flew, with the power of decay, destroying the withering and decaying, and directly slashed at the gray-robed man.

"Hmph, the little Transformation Realm is heavy, don't think that if you can withstand Mrs. Han, you can beat me, let you see what is the strength of the peak of the Transformation Realm!"

Seeing that Zhang Jian dared to take the initiative, the gray-robed man flashed with anger in his eyes, and it was even more terrifying, he sneered, and suddenly a gray Peng bird roared out, turning into ten zhang in size, with a violent wind and ferocious intent, and came straight to Zhang Jian.

Huangquan sword qi collided with the gray Peng bird, and before waiting for the result, Zhang Jian's eyes flashed, and at this moment, his left hand suddenly raised, and the seal was quickly sealed, and the star seal appeared, turning into a star the size of a baby's head, and flying towards the gray Peng bird.

At this moment, Zhang Jian removed the Heavenly Demon Dry Bone Bow, and with his current strength in the Transformation Realm, coupled with the method of ten thousand transformations, he could barely shoot one, Nielong Arrow!

Zhang Jian did not use his magical powers, nor did he use the dragon qi to deter this gray Peng bird, but planned to use his martial arts to defeat the gray-robed man to test his strength.

The roar echoed, the gray-robed man spurted blood, his eyes revealed a strong killing intent, and it was even more shocking, and his body involuntarily retreated rapidly, but behind him, there was a spirit of resentment that was chasing after him.

"Damn, how could he be so strong!"

The gray-robed man's face was pale, and his soul was even more scattered, if there was no pursuit of the spirit of resentment, he would have no scruples to shoot with all his strength, and he would not be so embarrassed, but even so, with the strength of his transformation realm peak, even if he only took out one-tenth of his strength, it was enough to crush most of the transformation realm, but Zhang Jian in front of him was obviously extraordinary.

"Dapeng Blood Escape!"

The gray-robed man didn't dare to let himself be besieged by the spirit of resentment, you must know that this is more than two thousand spirit of resentment, and his strength is simply impossible to resist, so he bit the tip of his tongue violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which collapsed and exploded in unison, and the blood light reappeared, making his speed skyrocket, and he was about to escape from the encirclement and pursuit of the spirit of resentment.

"The Lanting Sword Book" is horizontal and vertical, one skimming and one pinch!"

However, from the very beginning, Zhang Jian had already decided that he wanted to use the spirit of resentment to kill the gray-robed man, how could he let him escape at this moment, so his divine sense suddenly dispersed, and the divine sense martial art of the Lanting Sword Book, for the first time, attacked the enemy.