The spatial cracks in the sky that were several miles in size were like a python pinched from the middle, twisting wildly, and with each twist, thousands of small black spatial cracks appeared around them, merging with each other.

In just two or three breaths, the small island in the middle of the small black lake was swallowed, and not only that, but the black more than a foot deep around it was also sucked and turned into a large stream of black mist, twisting and rotating and pouring into the black crack, forming a waterspout a hundred feet wide.

The stone puppets also fell apart, and although the tall puppets were all waving their weapons violently, they were helpless, and they all rose from the ground, thinking of small stones one by one, and sank into the bottomless abyss. The human-sized sword puppet that had injured Han Ming and Xie Lingyun before also crashed into the spatial crack, and in an instant, a gray sword light flashed out of its skull, submerged into the crack, but never came back.

The world in front of us seems to have fallen into the apocalypse, the sky is falling, everything is being destroyed, and everything is being swallowed up.

The mid-stage peak demon cultivator who had repellent insects before patted the storage bag and released that kind of finger-sized strange worm, tens of thousands of which were wrapped around him and fled outside, but he was also unlucky, and he hit a spatial crack, destroying more than half of it in an instant.

After escaping forward for four or five zhang, another spatial crack collided head-on, and the mid-stage demon cultivator only had time to scream in horror, and his body was torn apart, and the remaining pure black Yuan Infant had not had time to teleport, and more than ten slender spatial cracks extended to this side from not far away, like more than ten sharp filaments, piercing the palm-sized Yuan Baby.

There was also an old monster in the early stage of the Yuan Infant who escaped more slowly, and he was even more unlucky, he wanted to rush up to the sky, but he happened to be concentrated by the giant dragon-like giant spatial crack 'flicking tail', and disappeared in an instant, without even the slightest wave.

The spatial crack in front of him was still spreading to this side, and more than a dozen Yuan Infants, except for Han Ming, Xie Lingyun, the Turkic Colorful Old Woman, and the old man with a three-headed ghost tattoo on his body, none of them escaped for the time being.

The damn ones inside were all dead, only three monks were lucky, they avoided the dense area of the spatial crack, they were not dead for the time being, and they were rushing towards this side, a young man in a gray robe with huge gold and silver wings on his back, a middle-aged man wearing a face covered with a kind of red scales, and an old monk with long eyebrows, not someone else, it was the old monk who had made things difficult for Han Ming before.

Han Ming glanced at the three people, his eyebrows raised slightly, it seems that there are still people in the group of people who are deeply hidden, except for the old monk with long eyebrows, the other two people actually faintly exude the power of the later stage, especially the young man with gold and silver wings on his back, and there is an indescribable depressing and dangerous aura on his body.

Although there were two monks who were well hidden, Han Ming didn't care too much, there was no enmity between them, there was no reason to fight, and even if they fought, Han Ming asked himself that even if he couldn't fight, he and Xie Lingyun were still somewhat sure if they wanted to escape.

The three Yuan Infants who had slightly escaped the threat of the spatial crack breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, as long as they fled forward a few dozen feet, they would be able to completely get out of the scope of the spatial crack, and then completely let go of their hands and feet, how could the spatial crack catch up with them?

The Turkic colorful old woman looked at the young man with gold and silver wings on his back, her brows jumped slightly, silently dispelled the idea of falling into the well, said hello, and stepped aside with the three-headed ghost tattooed old man, making way for the three monks who were about to rush over.

The three monks who were still in the danger area were slightly overjoyed when they saw this, and they all sped up their speed, and they were about to rush out directly, but at this moment, Han Ming, who had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, slipped his feet, taking the place of the colorful old woman, blocking the way forward for the three monks.

Seeing Han Ming's actions, Xie Lingyun naturally knew Han Ming's plan, and immediately shouted: "Senior brother, don't take risks, be careful, and talk about it later, the future will be long!"

Han Ming didn't pay attention to Xie Lingyun, but just shouted: "The two Taoist friends just care, I just need the old monk!" As he spoke, he rushed into the danger zone without hesitation.

Han Ming's move, the other six people were all stunned for a moment, they had seen revenge and revenge, and they had complained and complained, but they had never seen such a desperate move, in order to kill someone, did they dare to rush into the place where the dense space crack was.

There may be a spatial crack in the danger zone where there is an invisible wandering space, and whether the great monk can break out of it depends on luck, but an early monk actually took the initiative to break into it like this, didn't he think that the space crack was not dangerous enough?

Passing by the young man with gold and silver wings on his back, although the two were wary of each other, they were safe and sound, and did not make a move, although this young man with gold and silver wings was strong, but he was also unwilling to delay a little time in this extremely dangerous place, after all, in this case, if you take a breath, the danger will increase several times.

Passing not far from the mid-stage monk whose face was densely covered with snake scales, the middle-aged man didn't make a move, he just fled outside, letting Han Ming continue to rush into the depths, pointing directly at the white-eyed old monk.

When the white-eyed old monk saw Han Ming rushing over violently, he immediately scolded regardless of his image: "You son, madman!"

Han Ming didn't care about this, clenched his fists with both hands, and bombarded the white-eyed old man more than ten times in a row, and one after another golden fist prints bombarded the white-eyed old monk like meteors.

The white-eyed old monk had no choice but to pinch the trick and threw out a golden Buddha bead and crashed into Han Ming, while he himself flashed to the side, just wanting to bypass Han Ming and escape from this dangerous area first, not wanting to die with Han Ming, the spatial crack behind it was still spreading rapidly.

"Let's go, where to go!" Han Ming sneered, shook his arm slightly, and a series of blue and black arcs suddenly appeared around his body, with a slight trace of gold and silver, covering him entirely, as if the Dark Thunder God was in the world.

Han Ming turned to one side and rushed towards the white-eyed old monk, with a never-ending posture.

Although he knew that Han Ming's strength was not bad, the white-eyed old monk, as a mid-stage monk, was still not too scared of Han Ming, but he was not willing to fight Han Ming here, he didn't want to die, so he could only use a secret technique to break through Han Ming's blockade.

But at this moment, the corners of Han Ming's mouth curled up slightly, and with one hand, a small golden chain rushed out of his sleeve, weaving into a large net to block the front of the old monk, but it seemed that the length of the golden chain was not enough, and it could only block the range of more than ten zhang.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, and took the initiative to withdraw the risky secret technique, and instead rushed towards the side of the big net woven by the Xingyuan chain, taking advantage of the big net to close, and directly bypassed.

Rushing through the blockade, the white-eyed old monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looked back and glanced at Han Ming who was left behind with resentment, and secretly made up his mind that after escaping, he must return the favor in his own way and block Han Ming in the spatial crack.

But when the white-eyed old monk saw Han Ming, he saw that the corners of Han Ming's mouth curled up slightly, which was a sarcastic smile, as if he was laughing at him for being ignorant!

The white-eyed old monk was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think about why Han Ming was smiling like this, he felt a slight chill in his lower body, and an invisible spatial crack directly cut him in half, and then the front flickered, and the invisible spatial cracks were revealed because of the spatial shock, densely packed, completely sealing his way forward.

The white-eyed old monk was shocked, and he realized that he was blocked by Han Ming into a dead end!

At this time, several monks on the edge of the second layer were all surprised, originally they thought that Han Ming, an early monk, was not old enough after all, too reckless, and not enough planning, so that the old monk escaped, but the situation suddenly reversed!

Before, whether it was the two Turkic monks, or the gold and silver winged youth, or the middle-aged man with scales on his face, he was not very optimistic about Han Ming, but he didn't expect that an early monk really forced the white-eyed old monk and a mid-stage monk into a desperate situation.

Just when everyone thought that Han Ming should stop at this time, they were going to hurry up and return the same way, but after seeing Han Ming's actions, they were very surprised, because they saw Han Ming rushing towards the white-eyed old monk.

"Senior brother, he's dead, he can come back soon!" Xie Lingyun shouted outside.

Han Ming glanced over there and didn't reply, but the blue-black arc on his body flashed violently, rushing towards the old monk who had lost most of his body.

When the old monk saw that Han Ming hadn't even run away, the fear of death in his heart was replaced by raging anger, and he shouted: "Little thief, the old man pulls you to be a cushion!"

After speaking, the mana of the white-eyed old monk surged out all over his body, forming a large net, and facing Han Ming, obviously intending to bind Han Ming with secret techniques, waiting for the countless spatial cracks behind him to engulf here.

This old monk really wanted to die with Han Ming.

"Heh, you're not worthy!" Han Ming sneered, his body twisted, like a flexible and boneless spirit snake, moving left and right, forcing the old monk away, as for the old monk's condensed mana net, it was torn apart by several spatial cracks before it could be covered.

Han Ming flashed left and right, but he didn't encounter a spatial crack, where could the white-eyed old monk still not see Han Ming's dependence, and almost said to himself in surprise: "You can actually sense the spatial crack?"

Before the old monk's words fell, a spatial crack extended over, piercing his flesh directly.

Han Ming didn't say a word, rushed to the old monk's side, the golden chains in his sleeves surged out again, turned a few corners, formed a big net, fished down, and then didn't care whether he caught it or not, the whole person slammed into a trick, turning into a cyan light flashing left and right, one moment forward, another moment backward, in the shocked eyes of everyone above, through hundreds of spatial cracks, and rushed out of the danger zone unharmed.

With a slight flip of his left hand, he put the upper half of the body of the old monk with long eyebrows into the storage bag on his waist, and pasted a few talismans on the unconscious gold-robed old monk Yuanying, packed them up, and stuffed them into a jade box, Han Ming sorted out the somewhat wrinkled robe with satisfaction, and flew away to Xie Lingyun with a smile. 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~