Chapter 922 Entrance

When the thin black young man saw Han Ming's appearance, his face showed a slight hint of suspicion, obviously he didn't quite believe Han Ming's words.

"Heh, Daoist Friends are talking in the vernacular, who knows if you have killed the scattered Daoists, even if you do, will you admit it? And Qianyue Daoyou has already said before, since you have entered this Fengyuan Forbidden Land, it is life and life and wealth are in the sky, and Qianyue Daoyou does not plan to pursue it, what are Daoyou worried about? Take out another Tianxin Pill, and you can sell it at a good price, and Daoyou will not lose!" The white-eyed old monk snorted twice, and said with a smile.

Han Ming glanced at the old monk coldly, and said lightly: "Old fellow, do you think that if you say one or two provocative words, there will be people around you who believe you? Don't make a mistake about yourself, your junior brother is bad for me, and I ruined his body to cheapen him, if you want to take revenge, just do it directly, Han Moumo is not afraid of you!" As he spoke, the mana on Han Ming's body slowly condensed, and sharp sword rays were faintly projected all over his body.

"Han Daoyou, is this going to kill people?" Seeing this, the long-eyebrow old monk was not a little afraid, but shouted coldly, and a mid-stage Taoist priest behind the old monk slowly stepped forward.

"Heh, no wonder you dare to mess around, it turns out that you have a companion, but you think that Han will be afraid of you in this way!" Han Ming took a cold step forward, the mana on his body was surging, and he was not afraid of the middle stage of the two Yuan Infants.

Seeing this, Xie Lingyun on the side also slowly raised his feet and stepped forward, standing with Han Ming, and confronted the two mid-stage monks opposite.

The others silently took a few steps back, looking at the two parties with interest, their faces were more or less surprised, after all, the scene in front of them was a little unusual, and the two Yuan Infant Stages dared to compete with the two veteran Yuan Infant Middle Stage.

Under normal circumstances, two or three early Yuan Infant can only tie with a mid-stage, and a powerful mid-stage monk can even fight evenly with the four early-stage ones, otherwise the great monk will not have such a transcendent status. Many of the monks present were very puzzled, not knowing who gave the two Ascending Star Sect monks the courage, but they did not retreat in the face of the two mid-stage monks!

Just when everyone thought that the two sides were likely to fight, the old Turkic woman suddenly paused the dead wood cane in her hand, and said coldly: "If you want to roll out and fight, don't get in the way of the old man's eyes here!"

"Mountains and rivers meet!" Han Ming snorted, collected his mana, and slowly walked back to the original corner, and Xie Lingyun naturally followed.

Unconsciously, Xie Lingyun had already decided everything with Han Ming.

The only great monk spoke, and the faces of the two mid-stage monks of the righteous path changed, and they didn't say anything, they stared at Han Ming and Xie Lingyun coldly, and without concealing the threat, they also retreated.

At this time, the Turkic old man with a three-headed ghost tattooed on his body looked at the central eyes, silently recited a few special spells, and formed a special spell with both hands, and slammed down on the round platform, and the surging mana was directly poured into the middle disc.

"Click!" I only heard a crisp cracking sound, and the disc cracked a crack the thickness of a little thumb from the middle, and dazzling golden light pierced out from the crack, making many Yuan infants in the vicinity subconsciously squint!

When Han Ming and Xie Lingyun saw this scene, they glanced at each other, and immediately saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes, this disc was really weird, and it was so hidden, so many people present didn't find it, but it was discovered by the Turkic old man!

Xie Lingyun opened his spiritual eyes, and he was about to see the situation inside the round platform clearly through the cracked gap, and at the same time wanted to lean forward, but at this moment, Han Ming seemed to sense something, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"It's not good, let's go!" Han Ming let out a low snort, grabbed Xie Lingyun's collar without thinking, stepped on the main hall suddenly, and smashed the half-zhang-sized stone slab with one foot, and the whole person shot out and shot outside.

Han Ming's move suddenly made the others foggy, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and hurriedly probed out, but found nothing, so they all looked at Han Ming's back suspiciously, and did not rush to flee outside.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" the long-eyebrow old monk sneered.

Xie Lingyun didn't know why Han Ming fled outside in a hurry, but he was a little used to listening to Han Ming's words, so naturally he didn't resist.

The Turkic old woman glanced at Han Ming's back, then turned her head to look at the broken round platform, the old man's brows frowned slightly, and then she sensed it carefully, and suddenly her face was full of horror, and she grabbed the three-headed ghost old man with the tattoo on the side, and rushed outside, so fast that she was about to catch up with the teleportation of Yuan Ying.

"Superb Wind Escape!" the surrounding Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators' eyes widened, but soon they recovered from the surprise of the Wind Escape Technique they had performed on the old woman, and realized that this place could be very dangerous.

Han Ming, an early monk, was not worth noting, but the great monks fled outward, so it was worth pondering.

I don't know who didn't resist first, the light flashed, and then fled outside, and fear is contagious, and other people who didn't want to escape also rushed outside, but in just a few breaths, the people in the hall went to ninety out of nine.

"Let's go too!" said to the old Taoist priest on the side, turning into a ray of light and rushing outside.

After all the Yuan infancy broke out of the main hall, the danger in the main hall was finally revealed, it was a black space crack imprisoned by golden light, which was suppressed under the main hall, and it was more than ten zhang wide.

The round platform was destroyed, and the golden light leaked out, revealing the spatial crack, and with a few consecutive tremors, it tore through all the surrounding formations that imprisoned it, expanding violently, devouring everything around it.

The old monk of Changmei broke out of the main hall, and the main hall was torn apart by the terrifying suction, and a black space crack of fifty or sixty zhang replaced the original position of the main hall, fluctuating violently a few times, and trembling again.

Thousands of small spatial cracks extended out from around the black dragon-like spatial cracks, like an indestructible black sword, and like black thunder and lightning, before they appeared, they had already extended to more than a hundred zhang away, making people unable to see their tracks at all.

A mid-stage demon path monk who was closely following the Turkic old woman fled outside, but his body suddenly froze, he looked down in disbelief, but found that a spatial crack had passed through his chest and extended to twenty or thirty zhang in front of him.

"Tear La!" was similar to the sound of tearing open the drawing paper, and the body of the mid-stage demon path monk was instantly torn apart, leaving only a small black primordial infant to teleport and escape.

On the other side, an early righteous path monk was also unlucky, and in the process of escaping forward, he happened to crash into an invisible wandering spatial crack, and his body was torn apart in an instant, and the remaining Yuan Ying teleported out, but collided head-on with another spatial crack, and disappeared before he had time to scream.

There is an expanding giant space crack in the back, and there is an invisible wandering space crack in the front, and many Yuan Infants can be said to be trapped in the Jedi, and they have no time to release spirit insects or other means to explore the way, so they can only rush outside, relying only on luck, it depends on the will of heaven whether they live or not.

However, even if they had the means to detect the invisible spatial rift, it was useless, because under the influence of the terrifying giant spatial rift behind them, the surrounding spatial rifts were extending and colluding with each other, forming a real rift zone, and there was no safe place.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the island was torn apart by countless spatial cracks, shattered into hundreds of pieces, and was sucked into the huge spatial crack suspended in mid-air, without any waves.

Looking at the crumbling stone puppet formation, Han Ming sighed, the blue-black arc on his body flashed, and Xie Lingyun directly rushed out of the encirclement of the spatial crack, all the way to the first layer of thunderclouds, and felt that it was safe for the time being, so he stopped.

Xie Lingyun stood in a safe area, looking at the green muscles behind him, trying his best to escape the Yuan Infant Cultivator outside, and when he looked at Han Ming again, his eyes were full of complicated colors. 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~