The old man interrupted Han Ping's grotesque crying and laughing in an indifferent voice, and his voice was even colder: "You are very powerful! I admit that your reasoning is completely correct! But now you are in my Golden Body Shrine." Even if I am limited by some of my strength by Feng Yi, who still has a surviving aura, what can you do with a small Three Realms Sword Cultivator! Even if you see through the truth! No, you still can't escape from my clutches! Is this your self-righteous wisdom of human beings? Hehehehe, it's ridiculous!"

Han Ping raised his eyebrows, revealing a contemptuous laugh, but he didn't intend to speak, but pressed the thumb of his right hand against the hilt of the sword, and gently pushed it upward, and there was a red and purple sword qi gushing like a morning sun and purple glow!

The old man's dark golden robe was hunting, and he took out the golden carved dragon smoke pole to block the gushing sword qi, his expression was solemn, and he shouted: "Who are you!"

This time it was Hanping's turn to be a little impatient! He frowned, "Verbosity, you'll tell you when I kill you!"

The old man snorted coldly: "What a big breath", he stopped talking nonsense at the moment! The carved dragon cigarette stick suddenly waved vigorously in front of Han Ping's body, and in an instant, the fire was full of flames! The wolf smoke burst out and surged towards Han Ping's face!

Han Ping's right thumb pushed again and again! The long sword 'hero' was more than two inches out of its sheath. The sword qi rolled up and pushed back with smoke and fire! The fire borrowed the wind and almost engulfed the entire shrine!

Looking at the surging and even more powerful Divine Smoke Sacred Flame, the old man's expressionless face really showed Hebo's true body, opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, swallowing all the large fireworks into his stomach, and then his body instantly expanded by more than three points!

His five fingers were stretched out like claws, glowing with pitch-black glow, rolling up gusts of fishy wind, and digging towards Hanping's chest and abdomen!

An ancient sword scabbard was already across his chest early, and after Han Ping blocked the blow of Hebo's real body that contained 10,000 catties of great power with a sword rejection style, he took two steps back, revealing two large pits more than an inch deep on the golden stone ground, and there were cobweb cracks that densely extended!

The demon that showed Hebo's true body was unforgiving, relying on the powerful Hebo's true body under the dual blessing of the golden body of the sealed incense and his own 10,000-year-old pure demonic energy, and unscrupulously attacked and killed the black-clothed Hanping! His whole body was like a supreme divine soldier who was integrated into one, doing everything he could, and he was extremely powerful in killing!

However, Han Ping, who can exert his peak combat power in the small world of the Hebo Shrine, is not worth it at all! Although he is clumsy, his long sword is not unsheathed, but moves and moves, defending more than attacking!

However, the pinnacle master of heaven and earth made a move, and he paid special attention to the word 'potential'! The demon showed that the attack behind He Bozhen was as merciless as a storm, and the continuous attacks gave Han Ping no chance to turn from a defensive position to an offensive at all! Han Ping was pressed back by the demon's more crazy attacks when his long sword was less than three inches out of the sheath several times! It also understood that the person who held the green blade was the real swordsman!

After all, the defenders are the side that occupies a disadvantage! While resisting the sword to stop the dragon swinging its tail, it can't make a switch, and it has been hit on the chest by a carved dragon smoke stick with a jet-black luster! Han Ping retreated a foot away!

When the demon was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the next killer, the Golden Body Shrine suddenly shook violently! I saw that Hebo's real body roared, and it turned around and stared angrily at the Heluo Book that was shining brightly! The voice was tyrannical and cruel: "Thinking too much, you are doomed! Everyone has to die!!

Hebo, who was still spiritual, tried his best to contain the nameless demon, and with his last breath, he sent out two words!

"Unsheathed !!"

Han Ping got up, ignoring the deep hole in his chest that was deep and visible bones were gurgling and bleeding, his left hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the 'hero' smooth as jade, and his expression became exaggerated and crazy little by little, since Hebo said that he didn't care about its golden body! haha! Okay! Then fucking sword out and kill it! haha! Come on! I'm coming!!

Eighteen years of wandering, it's hard to cool my heart!

He changed his usual silent and cold expression, and became arrogant and hideous! Violent and blazing! The sound of the sword rang out, from weak to strong, like a flying dragon out of the abyss, loud between heaven and earth!

He laughed wildly, roared, and slowly pulled out the three-foot 'hero', and the fiery red fire burst into flames!

In the flash of firelight, a figure resolutely pounced on the huge figure that was roaring like a fierce arrow from the string!

The moth is here to put out the fire, and he will not return it without seeing blood!

The shadow roared, and the flames went wildly! Two decisive figures that could never be compatible, collided, and then separated. During this period, there are thunderbolts exploding and rolling sound waves sharpening!

The body of Hebo Zhen, who was more than a foot tall, flew upside down like a rocky cliff, knocking the three-foot idol to the ground, and the castration continued! After the indestructible Golden Body Shrine was knocked out of an astonishing hole, it fell to the side of the broken wall of the shrine full of broken bricks and stones, and coughed up the pitch-black demon blood in a big gulp! The long sword pierced through the heart! The boiling sword qi was wildly destroyed in the body! It was as piercing as the scorching sun! He Bozhen's body was already crawling with dense demonic patterns at this moment. He had already revealed his demon true body early...

After Han Ping smashed through the threshold of the shrine where the golden light flowed, the long sword was supported with his backhand! Don't let himself fly out of the small world of the shrine! He was smashed on the center of his eyebrows by the demonic and intractable guy, and his face was full of dense cracks like broken porcelain at this moment! Terrifying and terrifying!

In the bluestone hall, Han Anjun, who was closing his eyes and monitoring the situation in various parts of the cave, suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of blood couldn't stop pouring up his throat, but his face did not change in the slightest, and he swallowed it again with a grunt! Then, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a terrifying sword intent rushing...

The other three True Monarchs felt that Han An's qi fluctuated violently and weakened for a moment, and they all opened their eyes and looked over.

Han An shook his head lightly and said, "It's okay, there is something going on in the secret realm, I need to go and see for myself!" He looked awe-inspiring and gently wiped away a trace of blood that overflowed the corners of his mouth.

"Don't be impulsive! The rules of the two places are blending with each other, your cultivation is profound, and rushing into it will only cause the cave to collapse and destroy! Tens of thousands of monks will be difficult to survive!" the Chiyang Ancestor with long eyebrows and long hair hurriedly spoke to stop it.

A white-robed Confucian shirt, holding a bamboo slip, walked out of the purple-clothed Han An's body, gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze, he slowly spoke: "Please rest assured, Han An will naturally not be so reckless, I have mastered a secret technique left over from the Ancient Immortal Court! The other I've already gone in. ”

Xuanyuan Hongyang looked at the white-robed Han An with a heroic aura. He was a little dumbfounded, as if he had never seen such a strange magic power! Ye Qingmei on the other side snorted and said, "In this case, you should be careful of everything!"

On the other side, Lu Ping frowned, she looked at Han An, who looked depressed, her lips moved, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by Ye Qingmei, who had already spoken, and finally just clenched her fists and stopped talking.

The white-robed Han An smiled slightly at Ye Qingmei, turned around and walked out of the main hall. Seeing the senior sister's poems, she was bored and stung on the horse.

"Your brother Hanping is in danger, I'm going to help, what about you?"

She didn't speak, just red eyes.

He suddenly smiled, picked up the little girl, and flew into the slowly rotating void...

In the Hebo Jin Body Shrine, Han Ping covered his cracked face and sneered coldly: "But that's it!", after speaking, he staggered to his feet with his long sword, and he didn't even want to leave the little time for the other party to swallow the pill alone, since the recovery can't compare to you!

Han Ping rushed quickly towards the huge demon who struggled to get up, and at the same time tightly grasped the blade of the sword with his left hand, stabbing and sliding from top to bottom, the blood stained Qingfeng, and the sword opened Kunlun!

Roaring and roaring, laughing madly, one man and one demon are fighting to the death in the small world of the shrine!

The sword qi is as fast as the wind, and the sword intent bursts like fire!

The demon shadow is flying, and the demon claws are cold and cracking!

The shrine shook incessantly, and from time to time a huge wall fell off! smashed on the broken claws of the fish, and fell in a pool of bright red blood...

And in a desolate pile of rocks in the Red Moon Cave Heaven, a white-robed scholar suddenly appeared. He gently placed a little girl on the ground, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again.

The bamboo slip of the word "Moment" was thrown into the air, and he bowed and said: "Gentleman, you can do whatever you want, and you will not exceed the moment." ”

The next moment, the figures of the two slowly disappeared...

On the banks of the Surabaya River, the flowers waiting on the bank were waiting for a group of Qi Realm monks, and they were all shocked at the moment, the big river in front of them was not at all like before, sparkling, peaceful and beautiful.

Rather, the waves emptied and the wind swept away. Like a wounded and crazy thousand-mile dragon python! Roaring in the sky, furious and restless...

Hua Changzai waited for the others to retreat again and again, until they retreated to the top of the dense forest and high mountains. The reed swamp below is now full of water!

Everyone felt the wind and water vapor blowing in their faces, and they were discussing whether to go over the river, anyway, the dense forest was very large, and when they didn't know how many thousands of miles they were long, a white-robed scholar suddenly appeared beside him.

He took a little girl's hand, bowed to everyone, and asked gently, "Dare to ask a few fellow Daoists, have you ever seen a man in black with a sword leading a little girl into this big river?"

Hua Chang turned around and was about to answer, when he saw the appearance of the white-robed scholar, he was so frightened that Hua Chang turned out to lose color, and hurriedly bent down and clasped his fists and saluted: "Hua Chang is visiting Lord Zhenjun!" The rest of the people waited to see that this man with a gentle smile really looked exactly like Han'an Zhenjun, and they didn't have time to think about how a true monarch could come in. Instead, they bent down to greet each other, respectfully.

The white-robed scholar motioned for everyone to get up and asked again.

"Yes, yes, yes, Sect Master, that Three Realms Sword Cultivator took a little girl from the Qi Eating Realm to enter the bottom of the river with Lord Hebo!" the young man who was about the same as Tao Xintong hurriedly said enthusiastically.

"Thank you. ”

By the time the enthusiastic young man heard his sect master say 'thank you' to him, there was no trace of the two of them on the mountain.

He jumped up and down the hill and the trees and shouted happily, like a little monkey who had been given a peach banana...

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Han Ping was lying in the ruins full of dirt, his face was completely invisible, but the only remaining left hand was still holding the long sword 'Daxia'.

Nearly half of the shrine had collapsed, leaving only a few main beams and scarred walls on the left and right. The three-foot idol rolled aside. Heluo Books emitted this faint light in the ruins.

Hebo's real body has been shattered alive by Han Ping, and the monster has now revealed a demon body with only an ordinary body, with one horn and one eye, and many tentacles.

Little by little, it moved in front of Hanping with its tentacles, leaving behind the dark demon blood all over the ground!

It was extremely difficult to laugh and said, "Ahem, ahem·· It's always you who come first, cough cough... Fell. Mountains and rivers... It's over, hehe·· Hehehe..."

Hanping's lips trembled, and his voice was weak and inaudible!

It wondered, "You... Ahem... Say what?"

He said, Go to the end of the mountain, and sit and watch the clouds rise. ”

It looked up at the white-robed reader who looked at itself with a smile and a smile in his eyes, but there was anger in his eyes, and he only felt like he had fallen into boundless darkness...