Zhang Han was already covered in blood, but he was still guarding in front of the cave.

"Zhang Han, is it worth losing your life for the treasure? Hand over the black mist of the ghost cry, let the cave behind you, and we can let you go. ”

It was really Zhang Han's offensive that was too fierce, and he could kill a Divine Realm monk with one punch, which made the monks all over the sky reluctant to fight Zhang Han.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, where did you get so much nonsense."

"Since you are bent on looking for death, then no wonder I waited, kill!"

The monk of the sky killed Zhang Han again, Zhang Han was not afraid at all, his whole body was full of momentum, and he punched out.

……

The light that rose to the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and there were more and more monks rushing in, and the Condensing Heaven Desolate Robe had already been punched out of countless holes.

"Hahaha, everyone work harder, he is about to lose his hand, and the ghost cry black fog is about to arrive."

Zhang Han spurted out a mouthful of blood and smiled.

"Since you want the black mist so much, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Han said! With a wave of his hand, a small tower floated out, and then the small tower suddenly became larger, and in an instant it became a majestic tower.

"This ...... This...... This is the body of the ghost crying black mist? ”

Everyone was excited, and all the conversion targets were contended for the tower.

And the reason why Zhang Han threw out the Infernal Hell was because the machine spirit of the Infernal Hell took the initiative to contact him, and a deal was reached between the two, so there was a scene at this time.

Zhang Han took the opportunity to take two pills, and when the monks rushed towards the tower, a burst of black mist suddenly erupted from the Infernal Hell, enveloping hundreds of monks in an instant, and the next moment the black mist was absorbed by the tower, and the hundred monks disappeared.

This terrifying scene completely frightened everyone, and they remembered the murderous name of the ghost crying black mist, and suddenly all the monks frantically moved away from the tower.

After the Infernal Hell absorbed a hundred monks, on the ground below the tower, eighteen mysterious runes suddenly appeared, and then eighteen ghost generals slowly emerged from the runes, followed by chains shot out of the tower.

Zhang Han smiled slightly when he saw this.

"The machine spirit is the machine spirit, and it is indeed much stronger than when you control it yourself."

Eighteen immortal and immortal ghost generals with the peak strength of the God Realm collectively let out a ghost scream, and then turned into eighteen black mist to kill the monks, and the chains in the sky were also looking for targets in the air.

Zhang Han also took the opportunity to swallow a magic core again, at this time, the pain of a magic core would no longer affect his combat strength, and he wanted to eat all the hundred magic cores today.

The Infernal Hell is indeed very strong, but there are more and more monks here, and the Infernal Tower, which occasionally emits black mist, directly shares most of Zhang Han's pressure.

An hour later, the number of monks who arrived here had reached 10,000, and although the Infernal Hell resisted the majority, there were still thousands of monks beating Zhang Han.

Even though Zhang Han's combat strength was unparalleled, so many monks surrounded him and beat him, which still made Zhang Han's injuries gradually worsen.

Rumble!

Finally, under the combined attack of more than a dozen peak powerhouses of the Heshen Realm, Zhang Han was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

"Hahaha, kill Zhang Han and seize the ghost cry black mist."

The figures in the sky rushed down to attack Zhang Han, three layers inside and three layers outside, and even the sunlight was completely blocked.

But suddenly!

A terrifying sword shot out from the ground into the air across the entire sky, and no one reacted to the speed of the sword.

The next moment!

There was a rain of blood in the sky, accompanied by the frightened screams of the monks.

That terrifying sword light actually directly killed thousands of monks, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, they would die if they touched it.

Zhang Han was lying on the ground, his eyes were also round, he didn't expect that the round ball that Yin Hang gave him was so terrifying, this sword was only afraid that even the Dao Yuan Realm could be killed!

"This gift is a bit heavy!"

Zhang Han, who had taken a pill of the Holy Yao Spirit Pill, was resurrected from a full state again, and looked at the monks who were still surrounding the sky, and grinned.

"Second round, come on!"

The sky-high light was still shining, and the number of monks who rushed was still increasing, and it didn't take long for Zhang Han to be seriously injured again.

"Hehe, this feeling is the enemy of the whole world!"

Zhang Han, the magic weapon of the Heaven Breaking Sect, didn't know how much he used, although it was all a big killing weapon, it couldn't stand the number of people who were too many.

At this point in the battle, Zhang Han didn't know how many people he had killed, and the entire ground had been covered with a thick layer of flesh and blood, and the blood had already gathered into a small river in the low-lying place.

Burst!

A spear barrel pierced Zhang Han's chest, Zhang Han spurted out a mouthful of blood, and before he could attack the person behind him, several weapons pierced his body.

Zhang Han's eyes were already a little blurry, but when he saw the cave protected by the formation, the light in his eyes flashed again, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly exploded, shaking those monks back.

"I can't die yet, I still have to protect my Cher."

Zhang Han pulled out the weapons inserted in his body one by one with trembling hands, and let the blood from the wound spurt wildly, Zhang Han let out a loud cry and rushed towards the monks again.

At this time, there were as many as 100,000 monks who arrived, and half of Zhang Han's body had disappeared, leaving only one leg and one punch to barely support.

Rumble!

With a huge palm print, Zhang Han once again took the second Saint Yao Spirit Pill.

But at this time, Zhang Han's injuries were too serious, and the Saint Yao Spirit Pill, which could have completely healed the Divine Realm, actually recovered Zhang Han's body at this time, but it was extremely slow.

Just as the attack from the sky fell towards Zhang Han, who was recovering from his injuries, suddenly another extremely terrifying sword flew in, all the attacks were exploded, and even countless monks died tragically under this terrifying attack.

Looking at this familiar attack, Zhang Han turned his head to look at the man in green shirt who suddenly appeared beside him.

"Ahem, you...... What are you doing here. ”

Yin Hang laughed when he heard this.

"Your duel with me hasn't taken place yet, how can I let you die here."

Zhang Han couldn't help but feel warm when he heard this, but he still scolded:

"Are you stupid? Don't you see how many enemies I'm up against? Even if you're strong, how many seconds can you last? ”

Yin Hang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he was a little unhappy.

"Hey, don't look down on people! You can hold on for so long, why can't I last a few seconds? ”

Zhang Han saw that Yin Hang still didn't believe in evil, so he bowed to the sky and said:

"Hehe, their attack is coming, you are so awesome that you go to the top!"

Yin Hang looked up and saw the attack falling from the sky, grinning.

"You recover from your injuries first, and I'll take the top."

As he spoke, Yin Hang rose to the sky with a long sword in his hand.

Rumble!

There was a bang.

Yin Hang, who was like a dead dog, fell to the ground hard, his whole body was twisted, and blood spurted wildly all over his body.

"I ...... I grass! ”

Spit out two words, Yin Hang's head tilted and he completely fainted.