Sting!

A golden light pierced the night sky, leaving behind a long-lasting flickering lightning.

Syllable!

Every time the black-robed young man took a step in the void, the void under his feet would be shattered for a long time and could not be recovered, and his whole body was shrouded in a dazzling golden lightning, and he swept towards the distant sky like a lightning speed.

Laugh at!

The two spatial cracks were almost torn apart closely behind the black-robed young man, and the ghost cow and the ghost horse jumped out, but they were always one step behind.

Like dolphins jumping up and down the sea, the two of them disappeared in place, and then tore through the space in another place, closely following the black-robed young man.

"How can this kid be so fast?!" the ghost cow roared angrily.

There was a trace of doubt in the dark green eyes of the ghost horse, but he didn't know why the black-robed young man in front of him gave him a strange feeling for the time being, so he could only grit his teeth and scold: "At this speed, I see how long he can last!"

Laugh at!

The ghosts, cows, ghosts, and horses snorted coldly, their whole bodies were surging, their vitality was surging, and their speed soared again.

And Han Ming seemed to be slightly aware, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the ghost cows and ghost horses that were sweeping behind him with an immobile and even somewhat wooden gaze, the golden lightning wrapped around his body became more and more brilliant and dense, and after the soles of his feet smashed a void, his body swept forward like light.

This relatively endurance chase lasted from late night to noon, and after sweeping over more than 300 cities, the black-robed youth was finally intercepted by the ghost cow and the ghost horse.

"Stinky boy, are you very good at running?!"

After being dragged by a junior of the war king level all night, the grumpy ghost cow roared angrily with a face full of flesh, and smashed his fist into Han Ming's chest like a rage.

Rumble!

The surrounding space was suddenly imprisoned.

Han Ming couldn't move an inch anymore, so he could only raise his arms to resist, and when the fist fell, the whole person was smashed into countless ashes, and there was no scene of flesh and blood flying.

The ghost cow scratched his head in surprise and said, "Hey, one punch to death?!"

The ghost horse's face was as hideous as a ghost, and he roared gloomily: "Fool, we have been deceived!"

Roar——!

The wings trembled, and the flying beast hissed.

Han Ming opened his eyes tiredly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The sun was scorching outside the window, and the inside of the wooden building was unusually hot.

When Han Ming opened his eyes, Zhao Yalan was gently fanning Han Ming with her sleeve robe.

"You're awake. Seeing Han Ming's gaze, Zhao Yalan showed a warm smile and said, "I see that when you sleep with your eyes closed, you are worried, maybe it is too hot, so I will fan you." ”

Such a woman who knows cold and hot, knows that she is distressed, and is so gentle and moving, maybe it's just that the orphans and widows deliberately stammered when they saw Han Ming's strength, or maybe it was just that Zhao Yalan's motherhood was big and she felt sorry for the melancholy and tension between Han Ming's eyebrows.

In short, it really made Han Ming stunned at first, and then he was moved.

He grinned, and immediately stood up from his seat, and said with a calm and slightly apologetic face: "My trouble is coming, I have to go first, if you survive, I will send you to Dongze Longgong Island, if you die, you will take care all the way." ”

After that, Han Ming didn't care what the mother and daughter thought, so he turned around and strode towards the outside of the wooden building.

"Childe...... Be careful!" Zhao Yalan was stunned, then reminded with a trace of worry on her face, although she didn't understand what kind of danger Han Ming was in, but after more than two days of getting along, she had a feeling that this black-robed young man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Han Ming didn't turn around, but raised his hand and waved it at Zhao Yalan behind him, and walked out of the wooden building with the surprised gaze of the travelers on the first floor of the entire wooden building.

"Hey. Stay honestly in the wooden building, in case you fall down and die, our Changhe Flying Beast Field is not responsible. The beast master riding on the neck of the flying beast wore black crystal goggles and warned Han Ming as he walked out of the wooden building.

Han Ming grinned indifferently, and immediately jumped up towards the void outside the flying beast's body, and his body landed steadily in mid-air.

"Uh......" The flying beast master thought that Han Ming had committed suicide directly, and his face was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Han Ming's feet firmly stepping on the void, and he was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he heard the black-robed young man chant softly: "Great Sun Dragon Entwining King Kong Body, Flame Killing and Slaughter, Nine Shadows!!Go!!"

Boom!

As soon as Han Ming's words fell, the whole person was covered with a layer of golden flames, and the blood and qi divine light formed round after round of Buddha light shining behind him, and then he raised his toes and stepped into the void fiercely, and the space suddenly fell apart.

With this terrifying force, his figure suddenly turned into a golden light and swept away towards the distant sky.

His speed was very fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, he overtook the flying beast and turned into a small black dot in the far sky.

After Han Ming's figure completely disappeared from the beast master's sight, the sound of Han Ming's air explosion as he swept away suddenly sounded around him, and the qi wave he swept forward made the huge flying beasts all sway a little and roar continuously.

The Flying Beast Master hurriedly pacified the Flying Beast who felt the manic momentum of the War King, and looked in dismay, looking in the direction where Han Ming had completely disappeared, not knowing why a War King was still riding the Flying Beast to hurry.

From now on, Han Ming is going to die.

According to the flying beast's flight speed, it would take another day and a half to reach Dongze, but at the speed at which he was now in full swing, it would only take three hours.

But I'm afraid that three hours is for a battle commander who can sweep through the space, and he can almost cross the entire Terran realm several times, so it is not difficult for the ghost cow and ghost horse to catch up with him.

I thought that the Lei Xing puppet could hold on for a little longer, but I didn't expect that it only lasted for more than half a day, and it was still a life of nine deaths, so special!!

But now is not the time to be blind, Han Ming just gritted his teeth and frantically swept towards Dongze.

"Boy, you might as well use the Word-Devouring Origin Energy to cover your breath, or you can use the Word Suppression. The six-turn killing word proposed.

"Don't think I don't know what you're paying attention to?!" Han Ming snorted coldly in his heart.

Although it is a temporary alliance with the six-turn killing word, Han Ming will never be stupid enough to believe in anything.

Now the town word and the devouring word are suppressing the killing word, once the power is divided to cover the qi machine, this thing may take the opportunity to make trouble, and it is not impossible to seize the house.

"Hey, hey, then we'll see!" The six-turn killing word sneered, seemingly a little annoyed.

......

The space was suddenly torn apart.

Two furious figures swept out of the spatial exit.

"That kid wants to go to Dongze. The ghost cow's eyes burned and stared murderously in the direction of Han Ming's escape, his fists clenched.

"Dongze?!It's really hard to get to that place!" A trace of resentment appeared on the ghost horse's corpse-like face, and his dark green eyes swelled with murderous intent.

The ghost cow sneered and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, as long as we have half a pillar of incense, we can intercept him halfway!"

"Don't say more, let's go!"

The ghost horse smiled coldly, suddenly tore open a spatial rift, and jumped in, followed by the ghost cow.

After the two disappeared for just three minutes, they were in the turbulence of space, and once again passed over the city where Han Ming had left in a flying beast.

"Damn, flying around over other people's heads all day long, don't you bother!"

The bald old fat man in the puppet shop in the city closed the yellowed scroll irritably, and scolded and quarreled.