The ghost baby sat on Han Ming's shoulder, frowning two small eyebrows, looking at the soles of his feet in confusion, forgetting to bite the corpse of the Taiyi Sect female cultivator in his hand, as soon as the little hand was released, the corpse of the female cultivator fell to the ground, bloody.

"It feels so strange, disgusted and wanting to be close!" the ghost baby muttered to himself.

Han Ming paid more attention to the ghost baby, and was a little surprised in his heart, this ghost baby usually laughs and laughs, kills decisively, and seems to be moody, but after these days of understanding, Han Ming can still roughly see its character.

This ghost baby's vision should be very broad, far beyond the ordinary Yuan Infant Stage monk, and the 'big things' in the eyes of ordinary monks are all trivial things that are not worth mentioning to it, such as the countless secret realms and secret treasures of this Fallen Immortal Origin, it doesn't care at all!

This was the first time Han Ming had seen the solemn appearance of the ghost baby, his little face collapsed, and his face was full of seriousness, which made Han Ming's heart tense slightly, for fear that the ghost baby would be in a bad mood and suck his blood.

"Let's go, go down and have a look!" the ghost baby patted Han Ming's hair bun and commanded.

Han Ming nodded and walked forward, while the ninth-order old ghost also raised his feet and followed behind Han Ming.

Soon, Han Ming and the others saw a stone staircase that looked unusual, emitting a lustrous white light, and thirty or forty bronze lions with missing arms and legs on both sides were sitting on both sides.

"There seems to be a strong prohibition on this stone staircase, senior, do we still have to step forward!" Han Ming stopped in front of the stone staircase on the stage, and asked with some hesitation.

"Well, there are indeed prohibitions, and there seem to be some doorways!" The ghost baby frowned and looked at the stone stairs in front of him, tilted his head and thought about it, then climbed up, stepped forward, and disappeared from Han Ming's shoulder.

In the next moment, only the sound of "Peng" was heard, and the chubby figure of the ghost baby appeared on the stone staircase, it was planted from mid-air, and fell firmly on the stone steps, knocking out the hard world with a trace of cracks.

The ghost baby slowly stood up, twisted his broken neck, and grinned, "Yuan magnetic gravity, it's a little interesting, but that's it!"

The ghost baby lifted it up, then clenched his small fist and slammed it down the stone staircase under his feet, suddenly making a deafening sound, and the surrounding buildings began to shake violently, like a landslide.

With the ghost baby's fist as the center, a circle of cracks like spider webs quickly extended, stretching for more than ten zhang before slowly stopping.

With the power of the ghost baby's punch, the stone ladder was half destroyed, but the ghost baby seemed to be very dissatisfied, and was a little surprised, and he didn't directly destroy the formation with a single punch.

"Interesting, I still underestimated this formation, and I can also absorb spiritual power by myself and repair myself!" the ghost baby squatted down, holding his small chin, and looked at the stone ladder that was slowly healing.

After groaning for a while, the ghost baby put his chubby little hand on the stone staircase, closed his eyes and slowly sensed it, his face was very calm and calm at first, but it didn't take long for his face to change greatly, and he took his little hand back at once.

"I said that there is a familiar taste, it turns out to be the power of the absolute spirit, but what is the power of the absolute spirit? Why can't I remember it!" the ghost baby patted his little head vigorously, and his face was a little annoyed.

The ghost baby stood on the edge of the stone staircase and patted his head, but the bronze lions on both sides of the stone staircase did not mean that because the ghost baby destroyed the stone staircase, or for some other reason, they actually opened their lantern-sized eyes together, and looked at the ghost baby on the edge of the stone staircase in unison.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. With a series of low roars, thirty or forty bronze lions simultaneously raised their claws and gathered around the ghost baby.

The bronze lion moved very much, and the ghost baby was woken up from its distraction, it looked sideways at the dozens of lions around it, and raised its hand without thinking, brushed out a dark golden sword, and slashed at the bodies of the two bronze lions in a flash.

"Jingle bell!" A series of purple sparks burst out, and a purple scar appeared on the chest of the two bronze lions, about two feet deep and four or five feet long, but such a wound was barely a skin wound for a bronze lion with a body of more than ten feet.

The body of this bronze lion is not like words, even if it is the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Monk, I am afraid that it can only barely hurt it, but it cannot be killed.

Glancing at the two almost intact bronze lions, the ghost baby smiled coldly, and gently pinched the trick over there, and the purple wounds on the chests of the two bronze lions actually began to extend, and at the same time, there was a strange purple flame on them.

The ghost baby pinched the trick, only to hear "Hula." With a bang, the few wisps of purple flames instantly exploded, forming a purple fire of more than ten zhang, burning fiercely, and the tongue of fire rushed out for more than ten zhang, completely enveloping the two bronze lions.

This purple flame came and went faster, but it was only a breath and slowly extinguished, as if it had never appeared, but the two bronze lions with only sporadic skeletons confirmed the power of the purple flame.

"Boom. With a bang, the two bronze lions' broken skeletons slowly fell to the ground, second only to the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the bronze lion whose body was comparable to the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Stage, was burned in just one breath.

"Ghost Dao Holy Fire!" Han Ming's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his eyes at all, he actually saw this kind of Ghost Dao Holy Fire again, and it was still in this distant Underworld Continent.

The first time I saw this kind of ghost path holy fire was in the north of the earth, in the ancient city under Kyoto in Jiangguo, where there was an old ghost whose strength was comparable to that of a fifth-order ghost king, and a vague ghost prince, who could all use this kind of ghost path holy fire, and the ghost fire that the ghost baby cast now was clearly of the same origin and quality, but the power of the original holy fire was far less than that of the ghost baby.

According to Chun'er, the old ghost in the underground ancient city was only the prototype of the ghost path holy fire, but now this ghost baby is definitely the authentic ghost path holy fire, the kind of terrifying flame that the primordial infant monks are afraid to avoid when they meet it!

Han Ming's guess about the strength of the ghost baby has gone up a notch again, this ghost baby may be stronger than the old zombie of the Corpse King Peak.

The ghost baby looked sideways at the bronze lions around him, and was about to continue to use his means, but at this moment, the entire stone staircase suddenly roared, and black-green gas rippled out around it, and it surged towards the ghost baby with a slight closure in the middle.

The black-green gas trembled slightly, and it entangled the ghost baby, and with the means of the ghost baby, it couldn't break free for a while.

At the same time, with the sound of "coo!", the more than 30 bronze lions began to merge, one tired and the other, and soon became a bronze giant beast more than 100 zhang high.

The bronze giant beast raised its claws violently and grabbed at the ghost baby who was tied up by the black-green gas, and before the claws arrived, the oppressive momentum had already arrived first, blowing the ghost baby's wide black robe and hunting.

The strength of this bronze giant beast is clearly strong to a certain extent, even if the tenth-order demon beast is afraid that it is not an opponent in front of it.

Han Ming's eyes widened, and he looked at the stone ladder a little dumbfounded, and the ninth-order old ghost behind him was the same, not much better than Han Ming, obviously, this person and ghost couldn't believe the sudden change in front of him, this stone ladder was so powerful, and he made such an existence as a bronze giant beast.

The ninth-order old ghost behind Han Ming stared at the bronze giant beast, while Han Ming focused his main spiritual power on the black-green gas that trapped the ghost baby, his eyes were full of doubts, the black-green gas gave him a feeling that was too strange, and it was actually attracting the demonic beast body.

Touching a looming black scale on his right arm, Han Ming's brows furrowed completely, the body of the demonic beast actually wanted to overwhelm the human body and gain the initiative of this body, Han Ming had a hunch, if it were not for the great damage to the essence and blood of the demonic beast body, I was afraid that it would manifest at this time, and it would rush over independently.

"Yin Qi!" The ghost baby glanced at the black-green gas tied to his body, and his little face was full of panic, and he struggled hard, but he didn't expect the black-green gas to be tightened more and more.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the bronze beast's claws had already fallen, and the ghost baby that had been trapped in the black-green gas was slapped underneath.

"Heavenly Ghost Lord!" The ninth-order old ghost behind Han Ming let out a loud cry, ran forward, and stood on the edge of the ladder, about to cast a spell to lure the bronze giant beast away.

Han Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, wouldn't it be a great surprise if this ghost baby died here, he seized the opportunity, with his means, desperately escaped from the hands of a ninth-order old ghost, he was still a little sure, and there were still many Taiyi Sect cultivators around here, he shouldn't be able to die without help!

Surrounded by dozens of monks whose strength was comparable to that of a fake baby, the ninth-order old ghost could only retreat!

The bronze behemoth slowly raised its massive claws, revealing a blood-colored paste beneath it.

The brightness in Han Ming's eyes was even stronger, and with a blow from Fang Cai, the ghost baby seemed to have been slapped into flesh, this kind of injury, even if he had an immortal body, it was useless, he was dead, Han Ming slowly mobilized his mana, ready to seize the opportunity to flee for his life at any time.

The ninth-order old ghost on the side had a bleak face, what's the matter, the backer of their Heavenly Ghost Sect who had worked hard to train them died on a stone staircase inexplicably.

This old ghost is completely unacceptable, why can the monks of the Taiyi Sect pass through, but their Heavenly Ghost Lord can't get by, this is completely unreasonable, the ninth-order old ghost doesn't think that the strength of the Taiyi Sect can compare to the ghost baby.

"Could it be that Lord Fang Cai Heavenly Ghost attacked the stone staircase and caused some kind of accident!" the ninth-order old ghost thought so.

Han Ming secretly gathered the mana of his whole body, grabbed the thunder bead in one hand and pinched the magic trick in the other, preparing to release the flying sword and fly away, but at this moment, a familiar child's voice sounded in the ears of him and the ninth-order old ghost.

"This stone staircase is a little weird, you can't come over, just go around, the ghost master will go in alone!" The ghost baby's somewhat faint figure stood at the other end of the stone staircase, glanced at Han Ming and Bai Yi, and walked straight towards the main hall behind the stone staircase, and slowly pushed open the huge bronze door.

At this time, the muddy flesh on the stone staircase turned into a faint ghost shadow and dissipated, looking like the appearance of a ghost baby, and this ghost baby clearly used a similar means to replace the death charm.

The ghost baby didn't die, Han Ming immediately put away his means and didn't run away immediately.

"Obey the decree of the lord!" the ninth-order old ghost bowed to the ghost's back. Talk about "The Second Immortal Fan Dao