"Senior brother, don't be whimsical, the original Antelope Holy General couldn't refine the Demon Ancestor essence blood in this lake, how could our little Yuan Infant Stage mobilize the blood demon qi in it!" The Demon Cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant shook his head and said so, and then added: "Don't think about this, quickly release the soul of the Holy General of the Antelope, after so many years, I don't know if the Demon Soul of the Holy General is still there." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, the Holy General has cultivated to a high level, he has already integrated the five elements and got rid of the restriction of Shouyuan, unless there is some special reason, it is impossible for the adult's soul to die!" said the Demon Cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant comforted in a slow voice.

"I hope so, otherwise, some of our efforts will be in vain!" The other demon cultivator comforted himself, and he slammed forward, and then kicked the ground hard, turning into a long rainbow and rushing towards the small island in the center of the lake.

There is a forbidden air ban around, and the Yuan Infant Period cannot rise into the air, and now this demon cultivator who has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant can only rely on the flesh to cross the Demon Lake, but the island in the center of the lake is four or five miles away from the shore, and this Demon Cultivator only relies on the flesh but only flies to a small half, and then begins to fall.

Falling diagonally towards the swarthy Demon Lake, this Demon Cultivator was not in a hurry at all, just slapped the storage bag, threw out a piece of blue refining material, turned around and stepped on it suddenly, and then took off again, rushed out and repeated the old tricks, quickly approaching the island in the center, getting closer and closer to the swarthy goat.

And the early stage demon cultivator in the back was not lazy, learning the way of the previous demon cultivator, with the help of pieces of useless refining materials, he crossed the demon lake and rushed towards the middle.

.......

Five days later, Han Ming turned out from behind a mountain rock, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, after these few days of all-out refining, he finally completely solved that whirlwind ghost energy.

According to Han Ming's plan, the next step is to leave here and escape outside, according to the records of the Book of Ten Thousand Arrays that Xiang Fei gave him, the portal should have almost recovered, and he could reopen the portal according to the method on the Book of Ten Thousand Arrays.

Han Ming raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the black giant mountain, he planned to find a remote place, use the Buddha beads around his neck, and leave here, but when he turned around, he found an unexpected fact.

The Sumeru array turned out to be just one of the formations surrounding the black giant mountain, in addition to the Sumeru array, there are also Confucian, Taoist, demon, ghost and other formations, without exception, each of them is as tricky as the Sumeru array, and his golden Buddha beads only have an effect on the Sumeru array, and he can't pass the formations in other areas at all.

The coverage area of the Sumeru Array is about a hundred miles, and if he wants to go out, he must go out in this hundred miles formation, but the ninth-order old ghost is guarding outside the Sumeru Array.

At the beginning of the Yuan Infant Period, the coverage area of the divine consciousness was about more than 100 miles, and the old ghost outside was a ninth-order existence, how could the coverage of the divine consciousness reach one hundred and fifty miles, it was also a ghost cultivator, and its spiritual power was naturally stronger than that of humans, and it was not impossible to say that its spiritual power coverage reached 200 miles, and the outside of the Sumeru Array was completely monitored by it!

Han Ming felt that if he only went out here, he would be discovered by the old ghost outside, and he was afraid that it would be another hunt, and the Taiyi Sect Sect Sect Cultivator was almost dead, and no one could help him, and he had little hope of escaping from the hands of the ninth-order old ghost.

Sitting in front of the Sumeru array and sighing for a while, Han Ming reluctantly gave up the idea of running for his life immediately, but thought about what to do next, whether to hide here all the time, or climb up the mountain, maybe he could find another exit.

........

In the area of the Danzong Sect of the Instrument Array, the old zombie with wings on his back had a big black bell on his head, and his whole body was covered with billowing golden corpse qi, and his expression was serious.

On the opposite side of the Instrument Array Danzong, a barefoot female cultivator wearing a three-colored robe, with two white and tender arms each holding a cloud of faint smoke, could vaguely see that one of them was a three-colored Ruyi, and the other was a quaint small mirror.

This three-colored female cultivator stepped on a three-color giant flower, and the rich three-color aura was like a waterfall hanging down from the nine heavens, surging towards the old zombies of the Corpse King Peak opposite, and the large golden corpse qi was entangled and killed.

I don't know where this three-colored robed female cultivator came from, but she can compete with a golden corpse-level existence, and it seems that she is not falling behind.

The old man surnamed Yue was behind the old zombie, watching the battlefield from afar, dumbfounded, he originally thought that after finding the Dhara Sect, he would be overwhelmed and could easily take down everyone, but this Dhara Sect was hidden deeply, and there was such an existence, which could compete with his father.

Like the shock on the face of the old man surnamed Yue, the Rakshasa woman of the Dhara Sect, with the other three Yuan Infant Female Cultivators, was also incredulous, when they saw the monks of the Instrument Array Dan Sect coming, they also laughed at each other for killing themselves, after all, their Holy Spirit was distracted, but they didn't expect that the Holy Spirit was blocked by an old zombie.

Next to the Rakshasa Woman, Bai Ying looked at the two powerful level existences in the sky who were fighting, his face was full of wonderful colors, he didn't have time to open his mouth to persuade him, why did he fight without saying a word, in fact, there was no need to fight at all.

"Master, senior mandala, please stop for a moment, you can actually discuss!" Bai Ying shouted loudly.

......

In an unknown hall, the six Yuan Infant Stage monks of the Taiyi Sect controlled thirty-six Ten Thousand Evil Swords to form a Ten Thousand Evil Sword Formation, and the body was a little weak, but it was a bloody ghost trapped in the middle.

"Hmph, what the Heavenly Ghost Sect has made? It actually has such strength! If it hadn't condensed the sword spirit this time and could use the Ten Thousand Evil Sword Array, my Taiyi Sect might have really folded all of them here!" Feng Qingyang stepped on a black mouse the size of a foot, and looked at the ghost baby in the large array quite solemnly.

"Hehe, a small sword array wants to kill the ghost master, are you too arrogant!" the ghost baby hid in the thick blood mist and sneered.

"Hmph, it's just a ghost thing, you don't have a treasure in your hand, how strong can you be. At that time, the ancestor of Fengyuan Liu cultivated for the Great Perfection, crisscrossing the continent, invincible in the world, and the only regret on his deathbed was that he could not find an existence of your level, and today, this sect will make up for the regret of Fengyuan Liu Ancestor with ten thousand sword formations!" Feng Qingyang opened his mouth coldly, and raised his hand to slap it in front of him, the black mouse's eyes opened, and more than a hundred fierce sword intents rolled towards the ghost baby in the middle.

The monks of the Taiyi Sect said very easily, but their serious demeanor had already betrayed, and for this kind of existence, although there was a Ten Thousand Evil Sword Array, they were still very nervous, and they didn't know if this Ten Thousand Evil Sword Formation could kill the other party retrograde.

"Hmph, sit in the well and watch the sky, the ghost master is going to let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick today!" the ghost baby grinned, and the magic trick in his hand began to move, clearly planning to cast a powerful spell.

.........

In the small island in the middle of the Holy Demon Lake, a formation pattern drawn with blood continued to operate, and a large amount of blood qi poured into the body of the black goat giant beast in the middle of the formation along the formation pattern, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without the slightest fluctuation.

"How come, why hasn't the Holy General's Soul Split not appeared, could it really fall?" said the Demon Cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant with a frown.

"No, we've worked so hard for so long, it's impossible for us to fall short!" said another mid-stage demon cultivator softly, as if he was answering another monk's words, and as if he was talking to himself, obviously he didn't have the confidence either.

The two demon cultivators were frowning, staring closely at the giant beast in the middle of the magic circle, but they didn't realize that a drop of black liquid flowed out from under the giant beast's body, all the way to the demon cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

An hour later, the mid-Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator suddenly convulsed, fell to the ground, held his head and struggled a few times, and before the other Demon Cultivator could check what had happened to him, the mid-Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator kicked his leg to death.

However, after five or six breaths, the dead demon cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were pitch black, without the whites of his eyes, and he laughed.

"Boom, this general has finally come out!"