As soon as this black nebula vortex appeared in the outside world, the blood-colored essence of the surrounding ten miles was swallowed up by its whale in an instant, and its pitch-black and terrifying cloud-like form suddenly expanded.

Han Ming seemed to have a small black hole in his hand, he grinned, the corners of his mouth flowed with red blood, and his heart felt the destructive power of the black nebula vortex, and roared towards the golden flame blood corpse: "Give me death!"

Then Han Ming held the huge nebula vortex and slapped it towards the fist of the Golden Flame Blood Corpse.

Whoa!

The golden flame collided with the black vortex, emitting a piercing scream, and the golden flame splashed everywhere, and the black gas swirled.

Rumble!

The air explosion pushed through the layers of heat waves and threw Han Ming's weak body like a sack, and the golden flame blood corpse targeted by the black vortex slowly melted away with a scream.

The nebula black vortex was out of control, and began to expand unlimitedly, fortunately, Han Ming supported his body, and when he saw the black vortex of terrifying expansion, he was extremely afraid, if he let it go, I am afraid that the entire blood corpse secret realm, it can also swallow it.

Han Ming didn't know if he could control it, now that his meridians all over his body were torn, his qi was like a gossamer, and he was tired and just wanted to fall to the ground to sleep, but if he really slept, this black vortex would swallow him together, and he could only fight to mobilize the vitality in his body and run the exercises.

Fortunately, the ancient scroll exercise was indeed miraculous, and at the beginning of its operation, the out-of-control black vortex quickly retracted like a mouse seeing a cat, and then regained its small figure and drilled into Han Ming's palm.

The meridians of the body, which were already in fragmentation, were once again ravaged by the black vortex.

Han Ming gasped, gritted his teeth and held on to the last trace of sanity, crawled to the ashes of the golden flame blood corpse, rummaged for a moment, and after putting a piece of black jade into the ring, he passed out with a satisfied smile.

Obviously it was just an expedition, but it turned into such a tragic situation, if he knew that the Golden Flame Blood Corpse was so terrifying, Han Ming would not have said anything, and now it seems that the sword ghost Wu Ming must have died in the hands of the Golden Flame Blood Corpse.

The last shred of consciousness faded into obscurity...... As for whether the faint death here will be eaten by the blood corpse and die, it is really hard to say......

I don't know how long I slept in a daze, and my fingers kept feeling comfortable and moist, Han Ming woke up quietly, only to find himself lying in a dim cave, and there were five or six fluffy little beasts at his hand, humming and licking their fingers.

As soon as Han Ming wanted to push away a group of small beasts, he raised his hand and felt a cramp-like pain in his body, and suddenly gasped, and lay on the ground with grinning teeth and no longer moving.

He probed his spiritual sense into his body, and what he saw was a mess, a large number of meridians were broken, and the inside of his body was already in a fragmented state, and now he had no healing pill in his hand, so he could only use his vitality to slowly dredge and repair, although the process was slow, but for now, there was only such a plan, it seemed that for three or four months, he couldn't move his muscles and bones.

"Alas!" Han Ming sighed helplessly, he had already been appointed, but two chubby little beasts ran over to lick his cochlea, "Alas!"

There was another helpless sigh, but Han Ming couldn't figure out why he was in a beast cave, and at this time, there was a rustling sound outside the cave, and a demon beast more than half a person tall walked into the stone cave.

A group of small beasts put aside the boring Han Ming and ran towards their mother.

"Gray wolf, two-star mid-level demon beast!" After Han Ming saw the appearance of the mother beast, he had some information about the demon beast in his heart, which was also due to his hard work in the Han family's library for three years.

The bloodline of the gray wolf is average, if there are no other adventures, it will be a two-star mid-level top of the sky, but this kind of demon beast has the characteristics of relatives, and it is often domesticated into a mount, and even many dying cultivators will be rescued by this demon beast in the forest and raised in the cave.

At least no one can explain why this demon beast has such characteristics, but after Han Ming was sure that it was a gray-veined wolf, he breathed a sigh of relief and relieved his heart, and could only say that God really favored him.

Sure enough, after the gray wolf became intimate with his little cubs, he walked up to Han Ming, stuck out his tongue and licked his cheek.

"Thank you!" Han Ming smiled slightly, he really couldn't raise his hand to touch the female beast.

There are so many complex connections between humans and beasts, as long as humans have no ill will towards beasts, beasts will not be suspicious!

I don't know if the gray wolf can't understand the human words, it licked Han Ming and walked to a hidden place in the stone cave, two claws quickly dug up, and after digging a covered rock, there was a mini pool below, Tan was filled with blood-colored and clear spiritual liquid, and bursts of abundant energy fluctuations were transmitted out.

A group of cubs happily ran to the edge of the pool and began to lick.

Han Ming smelled the fragrance of the spiritual liquid from afar, his body and mind were shocked, and the accumulated qi and blood couldn't help but smooth a lot, and he didn't know what kind of spiritual liquid it was, and the effect was so good.

However, he didn't dare to ask for too much, after all, the gray wolf saved his life, and if he was shameless, he would not even be as good as a beast.

The gray-veined wolf mother beast's eyes showed human tenderness, it quietly looked at the licking cubs, and then found Han Ming lying on the ground without moving, so she walked over and bit the clothes on Han Ming's shoulder with a big mouth.

Han Ming thought that the gray-veined wolf had changed his mind and was going to eat him at first, but only after the gray-veined wolf asked for his clothes and dragged him to Xiao Tan's side, did he wake up.

The word thank you is no longer enough to express Han Ming's gratitude, but when he was so weak that ordinary people could trample on him with one foot, he was saved by a demon beast.

Han Ming pressed the gratitude in his heart, and decided that he must repay the gray wolf after recovery, and now it is important to recover from his injuries, he moved his head with difficulty, lowered his head, and his dry and cracked lips finally touched Xiao Tan's spiritual liquid.

Blood condensation water, only a yin place like the Blood Corpse Secret Realm will condense, but even if the Blood Corpse Secret Realm has innate good conditions, this blood condensation water must be how much, after all, this kind of spiritual liquid condensation conditions are very harsh, and it is an unavoidable superlative, and it is a necessary material for many four-grade pills.

Its effect is used to repair the body's meridian dark wounds, no matter how good, especially the blood cloud continuation effect contained in the blood condensation water, it can be said that it is the right symptom for Han Ming's current injury!

Han Mingxi moved his lips and slowly swallowed the blood condensation water into his body, then raised his head and lay quietly on the ground and began to refine the spiritual liquid.

The blood-colored medicinal power dizzled in the body, and those cracked meridians were like dry and cracked rivers, radiating vigorous vitality and beginning to slowly continue.

I have to say that the blood condensation water is really a rare spiritual liquid, Han Ming's bursting meridians are slowly recovering under the nourishment of the blood condensation water, and they are more tenacious than before, dozens of times faster than his own cultivation recovery, but even if it is dozens of times, Han Ming's injuries are almost dying, so he has to wait for half a month or a month to move.

Han Ming now thought that he had taken such a big risk to use the black vortex of the devouring core, and now he could only wait for the continuation of the meridians with peace of mind.

In the following month, Han Ming became the toy of a group of small beasts, and the little beasts who were full of food and drink pulled Han Ming's robe and grinded their teeth, biting his ears and hair, which made Han Ming miserable every day.

Every day, the mother beast would come back once a day, bring back food to the little beasts, and then gouge open the little Tan hiding the blood condensation, and pull Han Ming, who could not move, to the edge of the small pool.

The mother beast never drank blood condensation, knowing that it was an adult, and drinking this spiritual liquid would not improve much strength, but its children were still young and full of potential.

At this point, Han Ming admires this thing called maternal love, and humans are not the only creatures with feelings.

Quietly waiting for the recovery of his body, Han Ming was very bored, so he gave six little beasts, all of them with nicknames, and it was Da Hei who was biting his ear, because it was all black, and it really didn't look like his mother at all.

The second child who pulled his pants was the second child, whose nickname was Three Eyes, with a tuft of white hair on his forehead, which looked like he had more eyes, and it was the third child who was sleeping on him, whose nickname was Cotton, and he was a little female beast, quiet and cute.

And now it's the fourth child who is biting his ear, nicknamed Overlord, because the fourth child has the most fierce temper, even the boss can't beat him, and the overlord is now biting Han Ming's earlobe, pouting his little buttocks, supporting the ground with all four feet and facing backwards, vowing to tear Han Ming's ears off.

Han Ming was in pain and subconsciously raised his hand to push away the overlord, rubbed his ears with his palm, and helplessly yelled at the overlord who didn't know whether he understood or not: "I said, do you want to be so ruthless, we've been together for half a month......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened as he looked at his subconsciously raised right arm, although the meridians in his arm twitched and ached, but he was still able to move.

The overlord was startled by Han Ming, and then pounced again with grinning teeth......

After Han Ming's body slowly recovered his movements, he tried to sit up and start cultivating by himself, and after drinking blood condensation water for more than ten days in a row, he finally recovered fifty percent of his physical strength, and the broken meridians in his body were also connected, and he could walk out of the cave.

After the meridian connection was completed, Han Ming sat up cross-legged and began to cultivate, after fighting with the Golden Flame Blood Corpse to the death, although his body was seriously injured, after recovery, he was a little stronger than before.

After a month like this, Han Ming's injuries also recovered eight or nine points, and on this day, after he comprehended the Qiankun sword intent contained in the remnant sword, he began to cultivate cross-legged again, inducing qi into his body, but in just half an hour, the qi sense of promotion was suddenly born.

The experience of life and death is really helpful for advancement, Han Ming was overjoyed, grasped this sense of qi, and began to advance.

Ooh!

The blood-colored essence in the cave made a river-like sound and rushed towards Han Ming, but the blood-colored essence in the cave was far from satisfying Han Ming, so the blood-colored essence outside the cave also poured into the cave.

Han Ming's Advanced Battle Master Qi Hall has been impacted a thousand times, so it is much more difficult than ordinary people to promote a small rank every time, but it also gets more than ordinary people.

Han Ming was in the blood-colored essence cyclone, the thin light flickered around his body, and the breath of the whole person fluctuated with the mobilization of his heart, which froze a group of small beasts in place.

Suddenly, Han Ming's body trembled slightly, and a wave of qi spread from the inside out, causing a circle of dust to fly around him, and even the nearest overlord was overturned.

A group of small beasts snorted and chirped and ran to the side corner to hide, looking at Han Ming in fear.

When the qi shook out, Han Ming's face was also slightly pale, he gritted his teeth to resist the counter-injury, and continued to impact the qi hall, if he could advance this time, then his body would be strengthened again, and the dark injuries left by the fierce battle with the Golden Flame Blood Corpse would also be restored.

His face was white and red alternately, and from time to time a wave of qi would be transmitted from inside his body, but fortunately, the blood-colored essence in the secret realm of the blood corpse was vast and pure.

So after three hours, Han Mingban's frowning brows slowly relaxed, his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were greedily absorbing the vitality and began to strengthen, and the dark injuries on his body were slowly recovered in one piece.

Call!

Han Ming closed his eyes tightly, and the rhythm of his exhalation became longer and longer, and as he breathed, his momentum continued to rise, and the sound of his bones strengthening and developing again sounded for a long time before stopping.

Calm returned to the cave, and all fell silent.