After Han Ming borrowed a set of clothes from the guards of the Blue Pupil Palace, put them on, and left Duanshan overnight.

As for Lan Xu's eyeliner arranged outside the Blue Pupil Palace, he had already exhausted his patience because of a few months, and he had become passive and slack, not noticing that Han Ming had left the Blue Pupil Palace.

After leaving Duan Mountain, Han Ming unfolded the map prepared for him by Blue Pupil, targeting the Demon Clan's Ancient Wood Domain.

The Demon Clan's realm is divided into ten major domains, and the Ancient Wood Domain is also one of them, and there is a month's flight distance for the War King from the Great Pot Domain where the Tengu Clan is located, and if you cross the void, you will have to take half a pillar of incense.

It was the middle of the night, the stars were twinkling in the night sky, and the boundless forest rustled in the night wind.

Han Ming stood between the empty heaven and earth, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said with a little doubt: "Why can't you even hear the sound of insects in this wood?!"

"Han Ming, let's go!!" The killing word suddenly roared in horror in Han Ming's dantian.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart, causing Han Ming's temples to tingle suddenly.

Click!

The space around Han Ming suddenly froze infinitely, and moon-white Dao chains burst out from the forest under his feet like countless dragons and wound towards him.

"Just a slave, you dare to beat my Moon-worshipping Sheep Clan's holy vein, I think you are looking for death!!"

An old man wearing a white robe with a hideous face suddenly stepped through the void and appeared at Han Ming's side, his body leaking the terrifying aura of a peerless demon king.

"Hahaha, I'm going to kill you rampant minotaur today!" Not long after the old man appeared, Lan Xu tore through the void with a cruel smile on his face, and glared at Han Ming with hatred and anger in his eyes.

"The Great Day Entangled Dragon Vajra Body!!" Han Ming was covered in a cold sweat, and roared angrily without thinking, after opening the Great Sun Entangled Dragon Vajra Body, without the slightest hesitation, he roared again in his heart: "Holy Body, open!"

The crackling cyan lightning instantly wrapped around him, and the strength of the second-order battle lord was raised by two orders, Han Ming roared angrily with the strength of the fourth-order battle commander, and the blood qi holy lotus behind him shone brightly, and then smashed the forcibly reinforced space around him with a punch, and his body swept towards the entrance of the space.

"Want to go?!" The white-robed old man lifted the corners of his mouth, sneered disdainfully, and then grabbed it fiercely towards the spatial crack that Han Ming swept into.

This person is Wang Chong, the pro-uncle of the Moon Worship Sheep Clan's Holy Vein Wang Chong!!

Rumble!

Before Han Ming could take half a step in the spatial turbulence, he was horrified to find that the entire spatial turbulence had been forcibly shattered by an external force, revealing a deeper spatial interlayer.

With Han Ming's current strength as a battle commander, if he was trapped in the spatial mezzanine, it would be difficult to survive, so he frowned fiercely, and had to smash the space again and jump out of the spatial turbulence.

But Han Ming had just jumped out of the spatial rift, when he saw that Wang Chong sneered at the old man's face, his big hand clenched into a fist, and the fist was wrapped with heavy chains, and a fist smashed down on him.

This punch is comparable to the talent of the old ape who moved the mountain at the beginning, and the power is terrifying.

The space collapsed violently, and colorful spatial turbulence flowed out.

Han Ming's eyes widened, and in the face of the demon king's unresponsive bombardment, he could only cross his arms to protect the front door.

The killing word was also caught off guard, and before he could fully borrow his strength to Han Ming, the devastating fist power poured out.

Rumble!

Han Ming's hands burst into a mass of minced flesh, and he fell from the sky, falling into the forest like a shot*, overturning all the trees around him.

Thundered!

The dust was billowing and the earth was crumbling, like the end of the world.

Click!

Wang Chong's face was cold and hideous, staring at the direction of Han Ming's fall, the white robe on his body was flying, and his body was wrapped with heavy chains, and the momentum in his body was boundless.

The power of the demon king is terrifying!

"Hahaha, Elder Wang Chong's strength is really fierce, but leave this kid's life to me to take it!!"

Lan Xu couldn't wait to rush down, his face was hideous and ferocious, but after he rushed into the billowing smoke and dust below, he roared angrily: "Elder Wang Chong, the person is gone?!"

"Huh?!" Wang Chong had a look of disbelief on his face, and with a wave of his robe, the billowing dust beneath scattered in all directions, revealing the cracked earth and countless fallen trees.

"This can't be!" Wang Chong sped down from the sky, and when he landed on the ground, his spiritual sense spread out in all directions, sweeping back and forth on the ground of a ruin.

After just a dozen breaths, Wang Chong's face slowly showed a hint of surprise: "It's really gone?!"

"Hate!!" Lan Xu slammed his fist into the void with a hideous face, venting the resentment in his heart fiercely.

"I've been paying attention to the surrounding space, it's impossible for him to tear the space and escape, he must have used some secret technique to hide his aura!" Wang Chong's old face was cold and cold, and the cold light flashed above his eyes.

"What then?!" Lan Xu had a murderous hatred for Han Ming, and he didn't want to simply let it go.

Wang Chong pondered for a moment, the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of Ling Ran's killing intent, and said: "Find someone to dig three feet into the ground and search nearby, he must be not far away." ”

"Okay! don't let that guy go!" Lan Xu laughed coldly.

Then Lan Xu summoned all the servants and guards from his palace and began to dig around here.

However, it was also a month in vain, and he did not find the slightest trace of Han Ming, and Lan Xu, who was originally full of confidence, finally exhausted his last patience and left with a cold snort.

Wang Chong was also thrown by Lan Xu, he was a demon king, even if Lan Xu was the holy vein of the Tengu clan, he felt that the fire was big, so he left.

The ground where Han Ming fell had been churned countless times, and now it looked extremely shabby.

In autumn, the sky is blue and high, and the morning air is slightly cool.

A huge flying beast spread its wings large enough to cover the sky and the sun, and swept away into the sky with a scream, embracing the rolling wind.

It also has a wooden pavilion on its back, and the corners of the pavilion are hung with long red satin and red flowers, which looks very festive.

After a while, a black-robed old man with a gloomy face and a hooked nose walked out of a room in the wooden building, he walked to the edge of the building and looked at the ground, and let out a scream like a bird's call.

Whew!

Hearing this, the flying beast shook its huge wings and began to descend rapidly towards the ground.

The tremendous wind pressure created by the fluttering of its wings crushed the canopy of many ancient trees.

Rumble!

After the flying beast landed on its feet and stood firmly, in the wooden building room on its back, there were many tired servants and maids walking out.

A few neat servants hurriedly lowered a wooden ladder from the flying beast, and then all the servants and maids walked down the wooden ladder to the ground.

"Don't be confused about what to do. ”

The black-robed old man's gaze was as sharp as a falcon as he scanned all the slaves, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Yes!" all the servants and maids looked at the hook-nosed old man with a hint of fear and disgust, and they all bowed their heads.