With the detection of the Thunder Devouring Spirit, Han Ming was literally walking on the ground in the ruins of the Heavenly Heart Sect, bypassing the danger zone densely covered with spatial cracks, and approaching the half of the altar in the distance.

The antelope turned into a little white sheep again, was held in Han Ming's arms, and looked at his young master strangely again, sure enough, its young master was a little too special, and he could detect the location of the spatial crack clearly, and he really did something that did not conform to the cultivation of the Dan period.

After experiencing a lot, the gazelle is a little immune, and after its young master has done something unexpected, it feels a little taken for granted, after all, it is not for nothing that the name of the ancient spirit is placed there.

Raising its eyes and looking at half of the altar, the antelope was also quite excited, it had also seen the altar in the middle of the Jiufa River, and saw that the two broken altars were originally one, and after a little thought, it could guess that the young man in the nine-colored robe sitting on the altar was the owner of a holy mountain.

For the master of the holy mountain, the antelope can't imagine his realm, only knowing that the owner of the holy mountain is an existence that can compete with the adult Rahu, even in their holy realm, it is not impossible to say that it is difficult to find an opponent in the realm, and the three first demons are not necessarily opponents.

The antelope is still a little self-aware, and thinks that even in its heyday, it can be poked to death by this young man in a nine-colored robe, and the gap between the realms is too big, maybe there can be three major realms.

Han Ming, like the antelope, was also quite excited, with the help of the Blue Blind Heavenly Decision, he clearly saw the four volumes of classics held in the hands of the young man in the nine-colored robe over there, if the guess was right, it was the method that matched the Wheel Duel, but he didn't know that it was the nine sets of magic methods!

All the way forward, Han Ming quickly approached the half of the altar over there with the antelope in his arms, the distance between the two was only five or six miles, and he could completely get close to that side without two or three pillars of incense.

Just as Han Ming was about to speed up, his brows suddenly frowned and stopped, while at the same time, the antelope stared in one direction and said in a deep voice: "Young master, something is wrong, there seems to be movement over there." ”

"You feel it too? I said where the spatial fluctuations came from, it turned out that someone really came. Han Ming nodded, calmed down the thunder-devouring spirit sitting on the natal crystal core of Rahu, and then touched the Antelope in his arms: "Release the secret technique of concealment, hide it first, and see who is sacred." ”

The antelope nodded, and with a wave of his hooves, he swept out a large black magic light, enveloping Han Ming entirely, and then rolled and disappeared in place, not only could not be perceived by the naked eye, but even the spiritual power of the Yuan Infant Stage could not be discovered.

Not long after Han Ming and the Gazelle hid, not far from half of the altar, about five hundred zhang away, the space trembled violently, and then seven figures broke out of a huge spatial crack.

One of the seven people has a huge aura, and it is clear that they are above the Yuan Infant Stage, and there are five people wearing black robes, and seeing that their all-saints exude a whole evil aura, they are clearly monks of the Ghost Society.

As for the last monk, he was a five or six-year-old child, but he was wearing an exaggerated robe, he was respectful, and he didn't dare to come out, who was not the Shenggong Bao who was separated from Han Ming before.

"The secret realm that Gong Bao said before turned out to be the ruins of the Tianxin Sect!" Han Ming looked at that side strangely, muttered secretly, and raised his feet to prepare to walk out.

Now this look, it is clear that the palace promotion is captured by the Ghost Society, if he doesn't have the strength, it's okay, naturally pretend not to see it, but now that there is a gazelle on the side, it is just a gesture to solve the ghost club monks, Han Ming still doesn't mind helping this fellow senior brother.

Of course, there was another important reason for Han Ming to prepare to do it, that is, there were six Ghost Society monks here, five monks above the late stage of the Yudan, and one in the Yuan Infant stage, and his net worth must be very expensive, so it was also good to rob the house.

The physical bodies of five late-stage cultivators were enough to quadruple the number of ghost head worms, and with the addition of one Yuan Infant, Han Ming already had no idea of 'sitting idly by'.

But just when Han Ming was about to raise his feet to show his figure, bypass the spatial crack, and fly to the safe zone over there, the antelope struggled for a moment, and reminded in a low voice: "Young master, wait a minute, there is something wrong with that palace ascension guard, he seems to be performing some special Yuan Shen spell, and it seems that he is about to urge something." ”

"Yuan Shen Technique?" was reminded by the antelope, Han Ming took back the foot that had stepped out, thought for a while and continued to watch, and did not rush to make a move.

Thinking about it carefully, Han Ming noticed that something was wrong, and remembered that the palace guard had invited him to explore the secret realm together, saying that he had found an ancient corpse, and there was a storage bag on the ancient corpse, but now that he saw that there was no storage bag on the ancient corpse of the young man in the nine-colored robe, the palace guard lied to him, and the purpose seemed to be to lure him here.

When Shenggong Bao stopped him before, he also used that weird ability on him, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hit by Shenggong Bao's special ability if he didn't turn around at the first time.

Before, Han Ming didn't have much evidence to prove that the palace promotion was deliberate, and it was not easy to pursue it, but now looking back, things seem to be a little wrong, this palace promotion senior brother seems to have bad intentions towards him!

"Then stay aside and see what kind of calculation he has, if it is deliberate, if he is really innocent, then save him at the last moment!" Han Ming softly commanded to the antelope in his arms.

"Yes, young master. The gazelle nodded in response.

Next, Han Ming leaned over there while quietly looking at the Shenggong Bao and the group of Ghost Soul Society monks.

"Fellow Daoists of the Bitter Spirit Sect, the seniors are suffering, the juniors are not lying to each other, this is indeed a big secret realm, you see that this place is thousands of miles away, but it has never been seen in thousands of years, it is definitely an ancient great sect!"

The Yuan Infant Monk named Kusha did not bother with the promotion of the palace guard, but looked around intently, and the calmness on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of excitement that could not be concealed.

Originally, he thought that the secret realm that the little monk of this instrument array Dan Sect said was exaggerated, but in fact it was only a small secret realm, but it was much beyond his expectations, such a big secret realm really had not appeared in thousands of years!

Such a big secret realm was discovered by their Bitter Spirit Sect, and it was really an opportunity from heaven, and the heavens wanted them to grow stronger.

"What you said before is not false, you go forward, this sect has received enough things, and naturally it will keep its promise and spare your life!" Kusha spoke for the first time, and then added: "You go ahead, and this seat protects you in the back." ”

"Bitter seniors, there are some spatial cracks here, and the juniors don't dare to step forward, now that you have reached this secret realm, you should be kind and let it go!"

"Hmph, are you toasting and not eating, eating and punishing wine?" said a false infant monk on the side, speaking coldly, and his threatening tone was not disguised.

Shenggong Bao glanced at the monks around him pitifully, as if he was forced to have no choice, so he could only continue to plead: "After the junior explores the road, the senior must keep his promise and let the junior go!" After speaking, he walked forward reluctantly.

The Ascension Palace Bao explored the way forward, and the monks of the Bitter Spirit Sect all sneered on their faces, and followed behind the Ascension Palace Bao not far away, but they didn't notice the slightest hint of ridicule flashing in the eyes of the Ascension Palace Bao.

The Ascension Palace Bao and the six Bitter Spirit Sect monks kept leaning towards the broken altar in the distance, and the mockery on the Ascension Palace Bao's face became more and more obvious.

Han Ming and the antelope were in a position directly opposite the Shenggong Bao, and they happened to see the expression on the face of the Shenggong Bao, and their hearts moved, this Shenggong Bao was really wrong, a fake infant was held hostage by the Yuan Infant Period, and he actually showed a disdainful expression!

"Young Master, it seems that his special divine soul technique is almost complete!" the antelope reminded Han Ming softly.

Han Ming nodded, and didn't reply, just looked at Shenggong Bao lightly.

The Ascension Palace Bao was only about two hundred zhang away from half of the altar, and the handsome young ancient corpse on the altar was close at hand, but at this time, the Ascension Palace Bao suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the group of bitter spirit monks behind him, as if smiling.

"Boy, what are you doing!" said a false infant monk.

Shenggong Bao grinned, but he didn't reply at all, just sat cross-legged on the ground, pointing to the ground with one hand and the sky with the other, his hands turning like wheels, obviously pinching some special trick.

Seeing the appearance of Shenggong Bao, the expression on his face did not change much, he was still calm and calm, and it seemed that everything was under control, but he just whispered: "Hmph, I'm impatient, dare to play tricks, then I have to make you suffer a little." After saying that, he urged the means that had been left on the Ascension Palace Bao before.

A fake infant dared to play tricks in front of him, even if he didn't realize the means planted, Kusha could take down the other party without wasting too much strength, but what happened next was greatly beyond Kusha's expectations, he pinched the magic trick, and the pseudo-infant minor monk of the Dan Sect didn't move at all, and it didn't seem to be affected at all.

"How can this be!" Bitterly stared at the Shenggong Bao, his face was a little exciting.

Shenggong Bao glanced at the bitter infant monk with contempt, and then changed his method, and shouted in a low voice: "Return to the spirit", as if he had been pulled out of his spine, the whole person collapsed to the ground, his eyes were blank, and the vitality of his whole body suddenly disappeared.

Originally, he planned to use other means to take down the palace promotion, but before the means were used, the bitterness was to find that the little monk's whole body breath was broken, without a trace of soul fluctuations, it was obvious that his soul had been scattered, and what remained in place was just a shell, and he didn't need to do anything!

"Dead, how can this be!" A look of surprise appeared on Kusha's face, and things became a little weird!

Ku Sha planned to summon the corpse of the little monk over and probe it clearly, but at this moment, the half of the altar not far away began to roar wildly, and the surrounding sky swirled, as if it was an earthquake, the huge mountain was falling, the spatial cracks were expanding, and the sky was full of crazy surging aura.

This secret realm is like falling into the end of the world, and black spatial cracks devouring light are forming everywhere, millions of them, and they are still extending around, and the entire world is about to be filled with spatial cracks.

The nine-colored-robed man on half of the altar slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ku Sha and the others, his eyes were cold and ruthless, like the gods of the Nine Heavens looking at a group of ants. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~