Boom!

Juding let out a deafening roar, and the violent suppressive force crushed towards Han Ming.

The six lightsabers instantly turned into terrifying and terrifying sword intent, and pressed towards the suppressive force.

Two different streams of energy devoured each other in mid-air, terrifying energy ripples escaped everywhere, and the space was torn apart inch by inch, but even if the golden tripod slashed the ancient character mighty waves, it could not withstand the final winning blow left by Gu Changfeng for Han Ming.

The violent and domineering sword intent directly tore apart the terrifying suppressive power, and the rest of the power all impacted on the giant ding.

The golden giant tripod fell into decay in an instant, and the shape of the giant tripod that had been transformed externally shattered, and a dim ancient character escaped from it.

"Still want to go?!" Han Ming's originally languished breath instantly stood up, he stared at the fleeing Heaven Ancient Character, grinned and sneered, endured the pain like tearing all over his body, raised his foot and stomped on the ground fiercely, his body swept up, his palm was facing the fleeing Ancient Character, and grabbed it.

Bang!

The golden light of the ancient characters of the sky felling flashed, and the powerful shock slapped Han Ming's big hand away, and continued to flee into the distance.

"Don't give up at this time!" This naturally aroused the anger in Han Ming's heart, in order to help himself get this ancient character, Shizun Gu Changfeng was willing to take out all the power of spiritual knowledge to create a hole card that suppressed this ancient character.

Even if he was desperate, Han Ming must get this Heaven Cutting Ancient Character in his hands, his eyes stared at the fleeing Heaven Cutting Ancient Character, roared angrily, fought for his life, and opened the Flame Killing and Slaughter again, the golden flames instantly covered his whole body, and his speed suddenly increased by six or seven times, leaving several afterimages in mid-air.

The next moment, Han Ming arrived at the escaped Heaven Ancient Character, and shouted angrily: "Get out of here!"

With that, Han Ming snapped and grabbed the Dark Hell Heavy Sword, and the golden fire on the heavy sword was swirling, and it smashed the golden Heaven Cutting Ancient Characters.

Bang!

The ancient character of Cutting Heaven, which was already at the end of the strong bow, was subjected to Han Ming's sword and fell wildly, and the golden light was even more dim, and it smashed down from mid-air, rolling on the ground like broken copper and iron.

Han Ming's face was as white as paper, his feet staggered to the ground, he bent down and finally held it tightly with his palm, this ancient character of the Heaven Cutting that had completely dimmed its brilliance.

The strokes of this ancient character and the devouring word are completely different, the ancient characters of Fatian are different from the current text, they are the appearance of some ancient fonts, Han Ming observed for a long time, and then speculated according to his ancient character ability, it should be the first town word ranked sixteenth in the ancient character ranking!

Zhenzi, kill a thousand evils and suppress ten thousand demons, whether it is the outbreak of poison in the body, or the magic dance in the heart when practicing wrong, the word Zhenzi can be forcefully suppressed, and the use of Zhenzi to fight the enemy can suppress the enemy's vitality flow rate and suppress the enemy's movement speed, and its effect is far more than these, and it will have to be studied by Han Ming in the future.

Finally holding the word Zhenzi in his hand, Han Ming could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and grinned and let out a low laugh, but this laughter turned into a loud laugh after a while.

Hahahahaha

The laughter was accompanied by bursts of heavy coughing, after a lot of hardships, ten deaths and nine lives, finally, I finally got the second Heaven Cutting Ancient Character in my hand.

Han Ming no longer hesitated, grabbed the Zhenzi that was still struggling and swallowed it in one bite, this is the simplest and most violent way to enter the body, and only if he has the word devouring can he dare to swallow another ancient character of Cutting Heaven so violently.

The golden flame of the Flame Slaughter was extinguished on the surface of his body, and Han Ming stood in place and staggered, he was so tired that he didn't even want to close his eyelids.

Bang!

In the end, he collapsed on top of the hall exhausted and fell into a deep sleep......

After Han Ming fell asleep, things he didn't know were quietly happening in the Hellish Blood Prison, other black dragons made a big move to compete for the position of the three dragon kings, and hundreds of black unicorns were also fighting for the black dragons they followed.

People forgot why the three dragon kings wanted to hunt down a black unicorn, and no one pursued why, for a whole month, the Hellish Blood Hell was spent in the battle, and two of the strong men of the Battle Male Rank also fell, and the black unicorns lost more than half.

The three new dragon kings sat in their positions, and calm was restored in the Hellish Blood Prison, when everything calmed down, when the black unicorns and black dragons in the entire Hellevil Blood Prison changed several batches of newcomers, Han Ming, the number one, gradually faded into the Hellevil Blood Prison.

Occasionally, someone brought it up, "Oh, you said that black unicorn, he is the only man who used his hole cards to yin three dragon kings?"

The newcomer will ask, "What kind of person, so awesome?"

"Well, I forgot his name, but if he appears again, I will definitely recognize him, but it can't be, that guy jumped the Eye of Hell and will never come out again!"

An old man and a young man inadvertently passed behind the talker, and the girl, who was as beautiful as an elf, frowned, looked at the golden array in the sky, and asked, "Grandpa, did you say he really had to die?"

The old dog was slightly stunned, and there was a hint of guilt in his cloudy eyes, and he took a puff of dry tobacco, "Maybe...... Perhaps, not dead!"

"He must not be dead, he said it, he promised me!" Xiao Liang'er raised her slightly baby fat face, her eyes were filled with tears, she finished speaking firmly, and suddenly looked at the old dog helplessly, "Grandpa, I don't want him to die!

The old dog didn't speak, because he knew that the man who jumped into the eye of hell had never come up, never had been!

The news of Han Ming's jump into the eye of hell reached the Blood Sword Core Blood Faction a month later, and at that time, the Blood Sect was holding a faction meeting.

Mo Zixiu, the war king who was in the meeting, overturned the entire conference table, and a group of war heroes sat nervously in place, even if they were smashed by the conference table, no one dared to snort.

Mo Zixiu is Ding Baiyang's peak, since Han Ming came to prominence, he has been silently paying attention to Han Ming's growth, and the family forces provoked by Han Ming are also operated by him behind the scenes, so that there is no blatant action by the strong and powerful.

In the past few months, the Xizhou Sea Clan has moved, and the officers of the four armies of the country have held a meeting, and Mo Zixiu also participated in the meeting.

You don't have to think much to know that Proud Lion must have reached into the Hell's Blood Prison at the same time as he went to attend the conference, and designed to completely kill Han Ming, and in the end, Han Ming was indeed forced to jump into the Eye of Hell.

Blood Sword is in short supply of talents, and almost all the sergeants who can get core members are valuable talents for Blood Sword, and Han Ming's combat record, superb cultivation talent, and his connection with the royal family are all highly valued by Blood Sword.

In particular, Mo Zixiu also valued Han Ming's loyalty to the promotion of the Fire Dance Warrior, and in this way, the second Pu Qing glaze of the blood sword was gone!

Mozi was so angry that he overturned the entire conference table.

"What's the matter......" Ding Baiyang is also a subordinate of Mo Zixiu, and he is closest to Mo Zixiu in terms of relationship, so others dare not ask out loud, he can.

Mo Zixiu threw the news order to Ding Baiyang, Ding Baiyang looked at the order newspaper, his eyes widened wider and wider, and extreme anger surged out of his heart.

He regarded Han Ming as a close to him that he had cultivated, and even before Han Ming was imprisoned, he begged Park Qinghua to come to the rescue, he had done his best, but in the end, Han Ming still died in the conspiracy of the proud lion, his old face was instantly full of anger, and his lips were extremely pale.

The Blood Sword Man Ding is thin, and every core member treats him as a brother in the same line, even if Han Ming has never seen the Zhan Xiong here, but in the eyes of all the Zhan Xiong here, Han Ming is already a junior in the clan.

The news spread around the newspaper, and all the heroes who saw the newspaper were full of anger.

"Proud Lion, this is no one in my blood faction?!"

"The matter of the junior, the senior management of the Proud Lion has taken action again and again, and now Han Ming is also forced to die in the Hellish Blood Prison, we can't just swallow our anger!"

"No, this account must be recovered, and the blood debt of the proud lion must be repaid, and no one in our blood faction can shed blood in vain!"

The blood faction warriors were full of emotion, and their killing intent was Ling Ran.

"Shut up!" Mo Zixiu shouted, the fierce and violent momentum of the Battle King Rank instantly covered the audience, his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one like a knife carving, his face was as dark as water, "Now the Sea Clan is ready to move, if we want to avenge our personal revenge, set off a war between the Blood Sword and the Proud Lion, the Sea Clan takes the opportunity to go ashore, who will be responsible for the safety of the people of Xizhou?!"

A shout and a question, many Zhanxiong were speechless, and a shout and a question, which made many Zhanxiong feel sour.

In addition to the bloody sword army, the other three legions all have their own ghosts, fighting openly and secretly, where they have considered this country, only the blood sword has endured and endured for the sake of national security.

The blood sword up and down is not holding back a handful of anger, why do they bleed and die, others enjoy happiness, why do they swallow their anger, others are arrogant, why do they die the most brothers every year, the least military resources, why are the descendants of their blood sect forced to commit suicide now, why do they, as elders, have to consider national security here!

Why?!

Ding Baiyang gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he suddenly looked up at Mozi Xiu with slightly red eyes: "Lord Warlord, I, Ding Baiyang, can endure this breath, but in case the Sea Clan goes ashore and makes trouble, even if you cut me, none of my brothers in the field brigade will rush to the aid of the Xizhou battlefield." ”

Mo Zixiu stared at Ding Baiyang with a glare, just about to say something.

Ding Baiyang bent his back, and his tone was depressed and sad: "Our blood sword has shed too much blood, and our blood sword brothers have suffered too much! I'm sorry, Lord Warlord, I'm not feeling well, and I want to leave the meeting early." ”

After saying that, Ding Baiyang put on his military hat and walked out of the council hall.

Ding Baiyang left with other war heroes, all of them with depressed faces, and they all said to Mozixiu to retreat, and then they withdrew one after another.

It wasn't until Mo Zixiu was left alone in the entire council hall that a young man in a green shirt with an indifferent face stepped into the hall.

Mo Zixiu raised his eyes and looked at the young man, and smiled bitterly: "Light glaze, are you here to see my jokes?"