At the bottom of Luoxia Mountain, the sealed secret room.

The ghost eagle roared angrily, but now his whole person was cut off by the waist, and the severed body could not be recovered, if it weren't for the moment when he was in danger, he used the natal fire that he had cultivated for hundreds of years, and stubbornly withstood the huge mouth of the blood basin that the blood Jiao opened towards his neck, and now he has become a nourishing thing for the ancient characters of the sky.

"Deliberately showing weakness is for the sake of the current counterattack?!!"

Ghost Eagle didn't expect that the Six Turns of Heaven Ancient Character would have such wisdom, and after he summoned all the means, this thing actually knew that the enemy was weak, and deliberately pretended to be about to be tamed, and swore to fight back at the last step.

This time, the Ghost Eagle was very well prepared to subdue the Six Turns of Cutting Heavenly Ancient Characters, and for this operation, the Ancestor behind him spent a lot of effort, first covering the eyes and ears of other second-rate forces who were concerned about Sword Sect Mountain, and also preparing to subdue the various winning magic weapons of Cutting Heavenly Ancient Characters.

Ghost Eagle originally thought that with the cover of the head of the Ancient Sword Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect, he would have plenty of time to subdue this Heaven Cutting Ancient Character, but he didn't expect that he would fall into such a situation as he is now.

"Hey, hey, old dog, just because you also want to play with Uncle Ben?hahahaha, Lao Tzu swallowed your qi realm, it's better than ten years of penance, happy!!"

Blood Jiao's eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, and he bit down on the head of the ghost eagle viciously, and persuaded with saliva: "Come on, come on, let Uncle Ben eat you, don't resist, you're cool, I'm happy!!"

"I'll fuck you!!" The ghost eagle's desire to survive was very strong, scolding and roaring, pushing the head of the blood Jiao with both hands, desperately urging his natal fire, constantly burning the body of the blood Jiao.

Yes~~!

The Blood Jiao was burned by the Ghost Eagle's natal fire*, roaring again and again, and it resentfully entangled the upper body of the Ghost Eagle with its body, seeing that the murderous aura of its own origin was desperately instilled into the Ghost Eagle's body.

Yes~~!

This time it was the turn of the ghost eagle to roar again and again, and he only felt that his body seemed to be entangled in the blood Jiao, and the blood flowed from the seven orifices, which was extremely miserable, but he was still like a mad dog holding on to the blood Jiao, desperately burning the blood Jiao with his own natal fire.

"Hahahaha, old dog, don't hold on, why don't you hurry?!" the blood Jiao grinned, his eyes were scarlet, and he stared at the ghost eagle.

"Hehehe, you're at your limit, it's not necessarily who kills the deer?!!" The ghost eagle knew that he had thrown so many holy relics and ancient treasures on the head of this Heaven Cutting Ancient Character before, and it was definitely no better than himself, and now it was a competition to see who had more stamina.

Yes!!!

The green fire and blood light entangled and resisted each other, and the terrifying power shook the bottom of the mountain into a deep rift, which spread from the ground to the top of Luoxia Mountain......

When Han Ming dragged the slowly growing mountain and river golden tripod with one hand, and controlled the terrifying nebula vortex with the other hand to reach the secret room at the bottom of the mountain, he happened to see an old man with tattoos on his face fighting to the death with the blood Jiao condensed by the six-turn killing word, and whether it was the tattooed old man or the blood Jiao condensed by the six-turn killing word, they were both extremely weak.

Such a scene made Han Ming, who had already done a bloody battle, slightly stunned, and suddenly set off a trace of ecstasy in his heart, he originally thought that the killing word was about to be started, but in terms of the current situation, the tattooed old man was definitely capsized in the gutter, this is simply the best opportunity.

Han Ming's sudden appearance in the underground secret room also made the ghost eagle and blood Jiao feel horrified, even if it was an ordinary war king, Han Ming was holding a core of the four-turn Heavenly Ancient Character in his hand, and there was a fierce expression on his face that was ready to fight to the death.

Now that the Ghost Eagle and the Blood Jiao are in a stalemate, they have been consuming each other for so long, judging from the situation that the two of them are so weak now, the War King who used to be able to kill directly has now become the key to deciding the victory

Whoever Han Ming smashes the golden mountains and rivers Xiaoding and Xingyun on will have to die!!

"Boy, I don't care who you are, now smash the golden tripod and nebula in your hand on this beast, I can give you a big city of second-rate forces, plus a half-dao weapon!!"

A big city of second-rate forces, the annual income of Yuan Jing is immeasurable, not to mention the various treasured tributes paid by the shops in the city every year, if Han Ming can get a big city of second-rate forces, and cultivate with the supply of one city, it only takes a few years, with his talent and physique, even if it is the peak of the war king, it is not too difficult.

Needless to say, the half-way weapon was originally on Jimo Mountain, and he was crazy about a half-way spear and instantly killed the corpse ancestor who was also a battle commander, so you can imagine how terrifying the attack power of a half-way weapon is.

Before Han Ming could make a move, the Ghost Eagle directly smashed into a mountain of oral gold, Rao is Han Ming, and there was a hint of intention in his eyes, after all, whether it was a big city that supplied massive cultivation resources, or a half-way weapon, it was something that the War King powerhouse coveted.

"Phew, shameless, it's just a city and a half-way weapon," Blood Jiao stared at Han Ming with his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Human, we have met before, I believe you also know how powerful the Cutting Heaven Ancient Character is, especially the Six-Turn Cutting Heaven Ancient Character like me, help me get rid of this old dog, I will sign a blood alliance with you, and let you drive for a hundred years?!"

"Really?!" Han Ming's eyes were round, revealing a trace of excitement, but his palm secretly firmly grasped the foot of the mountain and river golden tripod, and he frantically ran the exercises in his body, constantly compressing the volume of the mountain and river golden tripod, and constantly compressing the terrifying power of the core of the town character.

If you don't shoot, you must kill one of them.

"Of course!!" A hint of vague greed flashed in the eyes of Blood Jiao, and his eyes quietly scraped the mountains, rivers, golden tripods and nebula vortex in Han Ming's hands.

Devour the same kind, it will be even stronger!!

"Boy, don't listen to this beast!" Ghost Eagle was afraid that Han Ming would be bewitched by the Blood Jiao, and now he was bleeding through his seven orifices, relying on his upper body that could not be reborn, desperately resisting the devouring of the Blood Jiao, and roared and persuaded: "This animal has lived for more than 10,000 years, treacherous and greedy, if you help him kill me, the second person to die will definitely be you, and then give you a city, give you a real Dao weapon, this is the biggest reward I can come up with, boy, don't miss the opportunity!!"

"Human, this old dog can't have a Taoist weapon at all, if it had been taken out to deal with me a long time ago, you don't want to be deceived by his verbal promise, you helped him suppress me, and then this old dog will kill people and kill people!!"

Blood Jiao roared in a cold tone, and the luster of the Heaven Cutting Ancient Characters in its skull was extremely dim, and it seemed to have reached the extreme.

Both sides were persuading Han Ming to kill each other, and Han Ming seemed to be in a dilemma, standing in place, full of hesitation.

In fact, whether it is Shanhe Xiaoding or Devouring Nebula, they are frantically absorbing the vitality in Han Ming's body, becoming more and more condensed and terrifying, but in this situation, if he doesn't make a move, the vitality in his body is about to be unable to support it, and it will be absorbed and dried up.

"Boy, I've become like this now, are you still afraid that after the matter is completed, I will harm you? I don't have a Dao weapon, but the sect behind me does, don't worry, if you help me, I will definitely keep my promise, if you hesitate to make a move, after this blood Jiao devours me, my strength will increase greatly, when the time comes, it will definitely be your death, hurry up!!"

The ghost eagle did seem to have reached the limit of the limit, and the blood in his eyes continued to flow, and he roared bitterly.

Under the eager urging of the ghost eagle, Han Ming's eyes flashed with a trace of determination and firmness, the hesitation on his face suddenly disappeared, and turned into a fierce killing machine, he nodded fiercely and said, "Senior, wait a minute, I will help you subdue this evil beast!"

The ghost eagle suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the blood Jiao's eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, and he roared angrily at Han Ming, "You made a stupid decision!!"

"Humph!"

Han Ming snorted coldly, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and he jumped up towards the entangled ghost eagle and blood Jiao.