Seeing the appearance of Wanhua poisonous eyes, the masked man's eyes lit up, but he was not in a hurry at all, and still walked slowly towards that side, but there were wisps of dark gray mist coming out of the center of his eyebrows, slightly condensing, forming a small vortex.

"Open!" The black monster spirit let out a low cry, the eyeball eyelid continued to tremble, and slowly opened, and the pure black eyeball that revealed a strong evil aura reappeared, turned slightly, and aimed at the masked man.

Stared at by the black eyeballs, the masked man paused, but it was only a short breath, and he continued to raise his feet and walk forward, seemingly unaffected at all.

The black monster soul seemed to have seen a ghost, and he couldn't speak in horror, and the soul fluctuated violently, and it was about to dissipate, which was completely beyond his imagination, and the old boy of Wanhua pressed the bottom of the box The method was useless, and was blocked by a small human realm monk.

The black monster quickly recovered from its distraction and disbelief, and its soul moved slightly, and it was about to escape with two small compasses, but what happened next made it even more difficult to accept, the poisonous eye seemed to be fixed in the void, and it couldn't move!

At this time, the black monster Yuan Shen also sensed that a faintly invisible thin line connected the gray vortex of the eyebrows of the Wanhua Poison Eye and the opposite masked man, and the essence of the Wanhua Poison Disc that it had worked so hard to gather was being plundered by the vortex along that thin line.

"How is it possible, Wanhua old boy, you are not dead?No way, this is absolutely impossible, I saw you killed by the third son of Tailun with my own eyes, this is absolutely impossible!" The black monster divine soul stared at Han Ming and exclaimed such a guess, except for the Wanhua Poison Venerable, it couldn't imagine anyone else who could control the Wanhua Poison Eye like this!

"Hmph, you really dare to use this Ten Thousand Poisonous Eyes, it's really stupid and ridiculous, and I don't want to think about the first time you used it, I was also hiding in the shadows, why didn't you kill me!" The masked man sneered, stepped forward, and instantly burst out, quickly approaching the black monster Yuanshen.

When the black monster Yuan Shen saw this scene, where did he dare to stay, and decisively abandoned the fixed Wanhua Poison Eye, and the Yuan Shen suddenly rolled up, wrapped in another Wanhua Poison Disk and was about to escape.

"Since you have made a move, do you still want to leave?" Han Ming sneered, and gently opened his mouth, a golden arc of electricity erupted from his mouth, and in a slight flash, he came from behind and hit the black monster's primordial spirit.

"Ah, Demon God Thunder!" The black monster Yuan Shen only had time to scream, and it was burned into green smoke by the golden arc of electricity, and then the breeze blew slightly, completely dissipating.

With a slight wave of his hand, he pulled a black storage bag and the mutilated Wanhua Poison Disc that fell down after the black monster Yuan Shen dissipated, and the corners of Han Ming's mouth slightly hooked up a smile.

With a slight wave of his hand, another Wanhua poison disc that was fixed in the air fell down, and was also picked up by Han Ming and played with it, and someone brought a pillow when he was really sleepy.

Just thinking that the Wanhua Poison Disk was difficult to cultivate, he got the Wanhua Poison Disc cultivated by the ancient demons, although it was incomplete, most of the toxicity disappeared, and the power was not much, but the level was relatively high, and the remaining essence should still be able to assist in refining a Wanhua Poison Disk.

"Fortunately, the method of condensing the center of the eyebrows was chosen, these two poisonous disks together, it should only be barely enough to refine one poisonous disk, but the refining of this poisonous disk will not succeed without a few years of hard work!" Han Ming grinned, and with a slight throw, he threw the two poisonous disks into the small gray vortex in the center of his eyebrows.

After the two Ten Thousand Poison Discs were swallowed by the small whirlpool, the small whirlpool also stopped spinning and slowly dissipated.

With a relaxed breath, Han Ming swept around, ready to clean up the battlefield.

After searching around, Han Ming put the body of the pink female cultivator who was poisoned by Wanhua's poisonous eye into the spirit beast bag where the ghost head insect was placed, and walked around again, collected a large number of storage bags, and finally walked to Ximen Ruoxue.

She was lucky, she was not affected by Fang Cai's fighting methods, and she was basically unscathed.

Looking at Ximen Ruoxue, whose eyes were like silk, her whole body was seductively pink, and she was constantly moaning, Han Ming hesitated, after all, he didn't have a hot hand to destroy the flowers, just now he wore a mask, and Ximen Ruoxue was delirious behind him, and he didn't see his methods, but he was not afraid to recognize his identity.

This Ximen Ruoxue is a monk of the Hehe Sect, and he has a lot of connections with the Ascension Star Sect, and he once helped the Ascension Star Sect, and before coming in, Qiao Yushan made it clear that he would try not to conflict with the Hehe Sect and the Qingbailing monks.

With a wave of his hand, sucking Ximen Ruoxue's storage bag into his hand, Han Ming was about to leave here, but after only taking a few steps, he stopped again, looked back at the spring light that his small belly pocket couldn't hide, and sighed slightly.

"Seeing that you look good, I'll help you, otherwise if you are poisoned by lewdness, you will inevitably hurt the origin!" Han Ming muttered, turned over his hand and took out a pill from the storage bag and fed it into Ximen Ruoxue's mouth.

But he thought that Ximen Ruoxue actually bit one of Han Ming's fingers and licked it a few times with her little tongue.

took out a long skirt from Ximen Ruoxue's storage bag and threw it on him, Han Ming left directly, this place should not stay for a long time, he is also a normal man, in case he is aroused by this stunner, it will not be easy to solve it.

If something really happened to Ximen Ruoxue, then Han Ming would definitely have a very big head, marrying the other party, it was not realistic, it was undoubtedly a burden for himself, which would hinder his cultivation to a certain extent, if he didn't marry, with his temperament, he would never tolerate a woman who had a night with him to marry someone else. Of course, there is another option, which is to kill the other party later, but Han Ming consciously can't do that by himself.

Out of the Wanhua Poison Swamp, Han Ming didn't take much effort to find the female cultivator surnamed Qin who was picking spirit grass outside, instructed the other party to do something, and lost two or three snatched fake pill storage bags, so he found a cave to retreat.

Hehezong's fake baby Linghu, the female cultivator in the pink dress, and Ximen Ruoxue's storage bag did not contain too many particularly precious things, a few ancient treasures, and a large number of materials, all of which were considered chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to abandon them.

Putting away the contents of a few storage bags, Han Ming planned to bring them back for the monks who had a good relationship with him.

Opening the storage bag of the black ancient demon, Han Ming found that there was nothing else except a small black jade box, frowning, Han Ming opened the small jade box, and after seeing a plant inside, he instantly showed ecstasy.

This is a chemical flower, he still has it in his storage bag, and he has taken it, but it is all four-leafed, two-leafed, useless to him now, but this one is different, because this one is six-leafed.

Han Ming remembered the information confessed by the big shopkeeper under the command of the Zhuang Yun family, the cultivation flower is divided into the main root and the attached root, and if each kind of cultivation flower wants to advance, it must condense a large number of low-grade secondary roots, as advanced nourishment, and what he got at the beginning was all secondary roots.

He always knew that there was at least one six-leaf Creation Flower in the north of the earth, but Han Ming didn't know where it was, but he didn't expect that it would be inexplicably available now, and with this Creation Flower, his chances of getting married had increased a lot.

"This ancient demon, could it be the ancient demon who was born on my trip to the capital back then? I also flowed from it before?" Han Ming held the creation flower and guessed rather strangely, the more he thought about it, the more he felt so. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fandao" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~