Whew!

Suddenly, black mist rose from the Han Ming Mud Pill Palace without warning, and these black mist completely covered up his entire starry spiritual consciousness incarnation, bringing his spiritual sense into the illusion in an instant.

"Hey, why hasn't the Lord of Jintang Island moved?!" asked the strong man of the Battle King of Dongze puzzled.

"Could it be that the last wave of death thunder just now was too strong and completely wiped out his vitality?!" someone couldn't help but speculate.

There were even people who looked at Han Ming, who was motionless in the distance, with a trace of greed and fanaticism on their faces, they were all war kings who had just come in Dongze from outside, they didn't know how powerful Han Ming was, and after seeing Han Ming fall into a dead end, they were greedy for Han Ming's possession of a super-large island owner.

An onlooker Dongze War Commander glanced indifferently at the war kings who had moved his crooked thoughts, and said indifferently: " The owner of Jintang Island is experiencing phantom thunder, phantom thunder is often called heart demon thunder, born from the heart, it will slowly decay a person's strong heart, if it is completely sunk into it, the state of mind will be ground little by little, and it is difficult to have the courage to impact the battle command, most of the people who are promoted to the war commander will be defeated in the heart demon thunder, because it has nothing to do with qualifications, means, more importantly, it depends on a person's heart, and how firm the strong heart is!

"Hey, hey, senior, Dongze has always been a good word, let's take this opportunity to take the treasure of the owner of Jintang Island, presumably you won't stop it!" A war king with a grin at the corner of his mouth and his golden front teeth asked a battle leader who was watching greedily.

The three onlookers glanced at each other, and they all sneered, and one of them, who had just spoken, said indifferently: "The Lord of Jintang Island is kind to the three of us, if other Warlord powerhouses want to take action to destroy the Tribulation of the Lord of Jintang Island, the three of us will definitely not stand idly by, but if a group of you War Kings want to make a move without knowing whether they are alive or dead, you can give it a try!"

"Okay, with this promise from the seniors, it's enough, as the saying goes, wealth is sought in danger, if you don't look for death, where does the wealth come from!!" The war king who showed his golden front teeth sneered, and glanced at the three companion war kings beside him, and after Ling Ran smiled, he hurried towards Han Ming, who was sitting in place without any movement.

Under the bright sun, above the quiet waters of the big lake, Han Ming sat in the void, his back depressed, his eyes closed.

He was seriously damaged, his body was filled with dead air, and the life fire in the dantian was burning the dead qi with all his might at this time, and what was even more serious was that now his spiritual consciousness had been brought into the illusion by the heart demon thunder, and he no longer had any perception of everything outside the realm, and now he was like a corpse.

Laugh at!

The four war kings with greedy faces roared all the way and galloped all the way, approaching Han Ming's body in less than a stick of incense, and the four of them saw that Han Ming had not moved, and there was a trace of a cruel smile on their faces.

"Damn, it's really not worrying at all, Xiaolong, kill them for me!!" The killing word looked at the four war kings who came laughing wildly through Han Ming's body, and roared and ordered.

The red flame that had been burning quietly in Han Ming's dantian suddenly became manic, and a mini red dragon wandering among them, staring at the four war kings who were besieging with scarlet eyes.

Yes!!

Yes~~!

"Don't!"

"Help me!!"

Soon there were four miserable cries begging for mercy from the extremely quiet waters within a hundred miles, and the four war kings who were originally preparing to besiege Han Ming, under the warm hospitality of a thousand-meter red fire dragon, were all covered in red fire, and fell above the void in fear and cried and begged for mercy.

No matter how they suppressed it with their vitality or killed it with secret methods, they couldn't stop the red fire on their bodies from weakening by half a point, but instead provided nourishment for the red fire to become more and more fierce.

The miserable wails and begging for mercy lasted less than a meal, and the four of them turned into black ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"Even the old ape who moved the mountain was burned to the point that his skin was opened, and even the four of you dared to fight the idea of the owner of Jintang Island!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The three commanders were so happy to see that they all burst out laughing.

The newcomers in Dongze, who still hated themselves just now, didn't have the courage to follow the Golden Tooth War King, but they were all glad that they didn't go up to find death just now.

It's great to be alive!!

Wow!

Looking at the boundless realm of fire, Han Ming walked forward, and with each step, the soles of his feet would be scorched black by the scorching ground, and the intense pain would be transmitted from his palms to his brain.

Such a real pain seemed to remind him that this was definitely not an illusion, but a real place.

However, no matter how real the Agni Realm was, Han Ming did not have the slightest fear of retreating on his face, and he strode along a path of fire, stretching towards a path that seemed to have no end, step by step, as if he was tireless and fearless.

This kind of pain is already accustomed to Han Ming, and the realm of fire also wants to shake his strong heart, which is ridiculous!

Rumble!

Han Ming's face was cold, the cold light in his eyes suddenly condensed, and the soles of his feet slammed towards the ground, and suddenly the entire Fire Realm instantly shattered.

The first wave of heart demon thunder has passed!

Han Ming's whole person fell towards the endless darkness, deeper and deeper, colder and colder, so that in the endless falling process, the whole person was slowly frozen into a large ice stone.

Seeing nothing, hearing nothing, not being able to speak, not being able to see, not being able to hear, and this silent process of falling into darkness forever would have gone mad if ordinary people had gone mad.

But Han Ming was accustomed to it, after all, in the inheritance of the Fu Array Stone Cave, he had been alone in the space mezzanine for decades.

Loneliness and loneliness can't shake him!

Syllable!

The darkness shattered like glass.

The second wave of heart demon thunder has passed!

For others, these extremely difficult heart demon thunders are as easy as playing for Han Ming.

Every time a wave of heart demon thunder passes, the black qi that pervades his mud pill palace will be thinner by one point, and the spiritual consciousness incarnation that is covered by the black qi will be even more refined and stronger!

The Heart Demon Thunder is far faster than the slow cultivation of the Spiritual Sense, after all, the Heart Demon Thunder itself is the product of the will of the Heavenly Dao, and it is the best tonic to enhance the Spiritual Sense, as long as it can break through the Heart Demon Thunder, Han Ming's Spiritual Sense will go further!

Resolution!

Patience!

At ease!

Fail!

The total demon thunder test seems to have made Han Ming experience a different life one after another.

In one life, he became a complete loser, and died in the siege in the first year of the war, and all the experiences he had experienced for so long were just the product of his imaginary obsession.

That life is too real, and the truth makes him question the real and false world, maybe he really died in the siege war when he joined the war in the first year, or maybe everything now is just an unwilling fantasy of his soul.

Maybe...... Maybe...... It's time to take a break.

It's just that whenever Han Ming wants to give up, there are always familiar faces in his mind.

When Su Yuyan talked to him, he always blushed.

When Master Gu Changfeng killed all sides for him, Ling Ranxiao's countenance.

Han Xiaobai sat in the city tower, looking up at the starry sky, with a tranquil and innocent face.

When my father mentioned my mother Xu Rou, he was unwilling to feel guilty.

Even the crazy face of Bai Xuekeng when he killed a thousand Sea Clan war heroes.

Or Qing Qiuyan's high-minded and indifferent face.

These people ...... These people are definitely not people he imagined, so he has come to this day, and it is definitely not just a fantasy!!

Han Ming shook his head like a lion, and smashed his fist towards the vast battlefield illusion in front of him.