Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour had passed since Han Ming held Da Ding Ding'er.

Finally, a group of five-star demon clans all mocked and urged with fierce faces.

"Hey, hey, can you do it or not, if you can't do it, you just give up, don't make a fool of yourself here. ”

"Waste of time, do you think you have a huge demon body of dozens of meters, and it will take so long to accumulate strength?!"

Cong Gang was also sarcastic, he looked at Han Ming in the field with disdain, and his mouth was about to speak.

"Holy Sacrament, open!!"

Han Ming's face was cold, and he whispered again in his heart.

In an instant, a torrent of cyan holy body energy rushed out of the big hole in his body, and the crackling cyan arc enveloped his whole person, and the cyan holy lotus bloomed in the void around him.

"Eucharist?!"

"What a holy communion!"

"The gods are entangled with thunder, and the statues are spreading, this is the real holy body weather!"

The Dongze cultivators were shocked again, they had heard Han Ming say that he was a holy body before, but they didn't see the complete holy body atmosphere, and they didn't take it to heart.

But at this moment, Han Ming opened the Holy Body, and the weather was all out, which made them have to be shocked and emotional.

Han Ming's blood qi was at its peak again, the blood qi divine light behind him was infinitely magnified, and after the blood qi in his body rushed and roared and the blood qi tide that vibrated was emanated, those five-star demon clans all closed their mouths in shock.

From Gang's face, there was finally no carelessness of Fang Cai, and he stared at Han Ming's figure with a hideous expression.

The face of the mountain-moving demon couldn't help but sink.

The owner of Longhu Island stared at Han Ming with his eyes, and his face was still expressionless.

The Holy Body was opened, but in just four breaths, the qi and blood in Han Ming's body had already reached its peak.

"Up~~!"

After almost an hour of accumulation, Han Ming finally broke out with a blood-boiling roar.

He exerted force with both arms, and the blood qi exploded the upper robe, revealing a terrifying muscle that was swollen with blood.

Cluck!

The green tendons on his forehead rose one after the other, as if he was instantly angry, followed by the green tendons on his arms, and the green tendons on his back and chest.

These green tendons coiled up like cyan dragons, looking very visually impactful, as if they were instilling endless power into Han Ming.

Rumble!

After Sanding let out a slight tremor, Ding stepped off the ground.

Tens of millions of tons of Sanding, Han Ming obviously felt the heavy pressure, and all the bones in his body were moaning and groaning under this pressure!

He pressed his brows down fiercely, his nose wrinkled, frantically urging the blood qi in his body, gritting his teeth, and continuing to pull the three tripods up.

When Sanding rose to a height above his knees, his eyes suddenly widened, and the blood and aura behind him suddenly became even more dazzling.

His back was like an ancient dragon, his feet firmly on the ground, and his strength continued to rise.

Ha!!!!

Han Ming roared, exerting all his strength, sweat spurted out from the pores on the surface of his body like a fountain, and he grabbed the Ding Ear with both hands and slammed it upward, and then let go of the Ding Ear.

"Flame-killing-burning-slaughtering ——!!!"

Han Ming's cyan eyes instantly turned golden, and the green thunder wrapped around his body was instantly wrapped in golden flames, and the fire of life began to burn violently with a roar, and endless surging power emerged from the depths of his body.

His knees were bent abruptly, he turned sideways, his shoulders bent down, and his hands slightly above his head.

Sanding was thrown up by Han Ming and fell suddenly in mid-air.

Call!

The audience was silent for an instant, the demon clan's eyes widened, and the Dongze cultivators clenched their fists.

The pupils of his eyes gradually dilated, and he clenched his fists and raised them high to encourage Han Ming: "Resist !!"

"Resist!!" Wang Mian had previously regarded Han Ming as his most boring competitor, but at this moment, he couldn't help but cheer for Han Ming in his heart.

The Mountain Moving Demon and the Dragon Lake Island Lord narrowed their eyes in unison at this moment.

Many demon clan demons and Dongze battle commanders also watched the next scene attentively.

The golden flames burned fiercely on Han Ming's body, and Han Ming's hands slightly raised above his head suddenly held the bottom of the ding.

Yikes!

The moment he caught the bottom of the ding, Han Ming's back continued to bend down, and his knees trembled and bent down.

The downward trend of the three tripods is like the top of Mount Tai.

Han Ming raised his hands up, but the bottom of the ding still fell unstoppably, and then fell on his shoulders, if he still couldn't bear it, then it was over.

Ha~~Ah!~!~!

Han Ming roared again and again, blood splattered in his mouth, and he refused to be pressed down by Ding Di even if he died.

"Resist the !!" Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but shout loudly for Han Ming.

"Resist!!" Seeing that Han Ming was about to hold on to the bottom of the ding, Yu Dongze Sanxiu couldn't help but clench his fists and shouted loudly.

Yes!!!!

Han Ming's feet rubbed the ground, and the whole person was pressed by Sanding as if he was squatting on a horse, his back was bent, his hands were raised, and the bottom of the tripod was carried on his shoulders, and finally, he trembled and resisted Sanding.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's really on your shoulder!!"

"But in his situation, can he walk that far with thirty steps?!"

"No...... I don't know!"

Just when a group of Dongze cultivators were discussing, Han Ming carried the three tripods on his shoulders, slowly, slowly straightened his chest, his eyes flashed with terrifying firm thoughts, and suddenly he raised the soles of his feet entwined with golden fire and green thunder, and took a step forward.

Rumble!

The steps fell, and the ground trembled slightly.

A red blood stain flowed from Han Ming's ears, and this blood stain was immediately dried by the hot temperature of the skin on the surface of his body, and then he raised another big foot and continued to take a step forward!

Rumble!

The ground shook slightly.

"This ...... This is impossible!!" I couldn't understand it just now, it was already so hard to carry the Sanding, but Han Ming did not have the slightest dullness after carrying the Sanding.

"Hey, hey, how do I feel that this thing's momentum is getting stronger and stronger!"

"The golden flame on his body seems to be burning more and more fiercely!"

"What a pervert!"

Many people found that Han Ming's momentum was getting stronger and stronger after carrying the giant tripod, and they were all shocked.

This is the power of the Flame Slaughter, as long as it does not turn off the state of the Flame Slaughter, it will continue to burn the life fire, to continuously increase the vitality and blood qi agitation multiple.

There is no upper limit to this increase multiplier, until Han Ming takes the initiative to turn off the effect of Flame Slaughter, otherwise it will not end until Han Ming's body is burst by the vitality and blood qi that are too high in the agitation multiplier.

Nine-step Heaven Slayer Sword!

Burn and burn!

These two are Han Ming's strongest secret skills!

Rumble!

The ground shook slightly again, and everyone was shocked for a few breaths, Han Ming had already taken ten steps in a row, and he was still moving forward without hindrance, and his momentum had reached a terrifying point.

"This guy ...... Isn't it ?!! people?"

"The momentum of the third-order battle king actually made a middle-level five-star demon clan feel an oppressive force!"

"And his blood and qi are at such an end, it can't be human at all, how can human beings have such strong qi and blood!"

Whether it was the demon clan or Dongze Sanxiu, everyone looked at Han Ming, who was carrying the tripod forward, and they were all amazed and shocked.

Rumble!

Han Ming walked with the top on his shoulders, his body was under unprecedented pressure, and with every step he took, he felt as if his whole body was torn.

The reason is naturally that the Flame Slaughter has stirred up the vitality and blood qi to the point where the body is about to be unable to bear it.

But he still has golden eyes like a demon, and the corners of his nostrils and mouth are bleeding like blood.

Every step will be a roar, and every roar will make the eyes of everyone in the audience even more round.

"Twenty-six !!" Seeing that the flesh and blood on Han Ming's back had cracked, and the blood water was gushing down like a stream, he looked at Han Ming worriedly, and counted the steps for Han Ming loudly!!

"Twenty-seven!! Wang Mian clasped his hands hard, looked at Han Ming in horror, and couldn't help but count the steps for Han Ming loudly.

"Twenty-Eight !!"

At first, the Dongze cultivators who were sneering at the beginning turned into a force at some point, looking at Han Ming's back stupidly, and counting the steps for Han Ming in unison.

Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eighth, the closer you get to the steps of the Drinking Chuan Elephant Divine Vein Conggang, the higher the voices of all Dongze Sanxiu shouting for Han Ming to count.

Twenty-nine!!!

So much so that when the count reached twenty-nine, the entire sky above the Quiet Forest was filled with shouts of the number rolling.

The demon clan's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe that a human being of a third-order war king could carry Sanding out of the twenty-nine, only one step away, only one step away from the same number of steps as the Drinking River Elephant Holy Vein.

"Twenty-nine!!" Han Ming himself was silently counting steps in his heart, and when he stepped down the twenty-ninth step, the flesh and blood on his chest suddenly cracked, and blood splashed everywhere.

The vitality and blood qi surging in his body were about to smash his flesh and blood to pieces, but now there were at least two steps left, and he had to surpass the victory from just now!!

Yikes!

Han Ming wanted to take a step, but the soles of his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and it was difficult for him to continue to take a step forward.

Standing outside the arena as soon as he could, staring at Han Ming's back with a hideous face, his fists clenched and clenched, and he comforted himself: "No, he is definitely not more than thirty steps above the !!."

But just as he finished comforting himself, he saw Han Ming's flesh and blood shattering, and he lifted the soles of his feet with blood flowing all over his body.

"Thirty !!" this time it was Han Ming's deep roar, he was carrying Sanding, covered in blood, and immediately followed by the blood flow was evaporated into a long blood and churned up.

It was like this, covered with steaming and tumbling blood and steam, Han Ming carried the bottom of the tripod and suddenly took the thirtieth step!

Rumble!

The ground shook slightly.

From the first moment his face turned pale, his eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment his face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted angrily with murderous intent: "Hateful, hateful!!! Damn!!"

The Great Demon of Moving Mountains also had a gloomy and terrifying face, he stared at Han Ming, and his killing intent was surging.