Raising his hand to put the body of the Jade Spirit Fairy into the spirit beast bag where the ghost head worm was stored, Han Ming didn't give the three above a chance to react at all, and a little under his feet, he turned into a golden light again, and rushed towards the three people in the sky.

"His body is too strong, don't let him get close, don't hide it, and use the means of pressing the bottom of the box automatically!" the white-bearded old man reminded in a loud voice, and then pulled it towards his neck, tearing off a small black skull necklace.

"Hurry!" the white-bearded old man crushed the skull necklace and scattered the black powder into the air.

Although those black powders were only a handful, as soon as they flew out, they turned into billowing black mist, enveloping the white-bearded old man in it, not only blocking his sight, but also hindering the monk's spiritual power to probe.

"Senior Brother Lan, you try to trap him, and I'll break through his defenses!" The big man with the giant axe said to the blue-eyed monk on the side, then raised his hand slightly and ripped off the black giant axe behind his back.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spit out a large stream of black-red blood at the heavy giant axe, and the strong man held the handle of the axe with both hands, and the demonic energy in his whole body was surging towards the giant axe, making the giant axe hum continuously, as if there was a spirit.

With the urging of the strong man, the fluctuations of the giant axe's whole body became more and more powerful, and the breath became thicker and heavier.

A thick and incomparably violent aura rippled out from the giant axe, it was not like a giant axe, but like a terrifying demonic beast that chose people to devour.

On the other side, the blue-eyed monk looked at Han Ming who was coming, his face didn't have too much panic, he just took a deep breath, and raised his foot straight to meet Han Ming, and there was a faint blue ocean forming in his eyes.

"Weak water!" the blue-eyed monk raised his hand slightly, and circles of blue light poured out of his eyes, but in an instant, they disappeared again.

And at the next moment when the blue-eyed monk cast the spell, Han Ming's feet stopped, he stopped in mid-air, frowned and looked around, the surrounding mountains all disappeared, replaced by a sea-colored ocean, the waves were magnificent.

Looking at the greatly changed scenery around him, Han Ming was quite eccentric, he didn't expect that there were still people in this Demon Sect who were proficient in the pupil technique, and they didn't look like they were low-level, it was a kind of spiritual control method.

Although he clearly knew that the surrounding ocean was just an illusion formed in his mind by the other party's pupil technique, Han Ming couldn't find a flaw at all, this was acting on his spirit, not an illusion of real existence.

Although cultivating the Danzong's Three Essence Convergence Decisive is of great benefit to his spiritual power, but in less than eight hundred years, if he does not cultivate to Dacheng, and if ten thousand spiritual imprints are not gathered, it is impossible for his spiritual power to triple dramatically.

Now Han Ming's spiritual power is indeed not strong enough, it is just a normal level of the same level, it is good to meet an ordinary monk, but it is not too much of a shortcoming, but in the face of a monk who cultivates spiritual power, he will be a little constrained, and the blue-eyed monk on the other side, his spiritual power is clearly stronger than that of a monk of the same level!

The monks of this Demon Sect reacted quickly, and if it was not easy to break through from the physical aspect, they would start from the spiritual power.

Han Ming looked around, his brows furrowed again, his mental power was temporarily his shortcoming, it was not easy to break it!

However, Han Ming was not in a hurry, even if he was trapped, the other party could not help him, now his molten gold body only urged a small half of the power, and he could hard-catch their ancient treasures, if all of them were urged, he would just stand here, be a live target, and let the other party attack without fear, not to mention that he still had Rahu body not urging.

Having absorbed the essence essence of the essence of silver and iron, the molten gold body was already incredibly powerful, completely ignoring the attack of the knot stage, he had a lot of time to look for loopholes, and there was no need to rush at all.

"Do you want me to help!" Ran Qixi smiled and said.

"How can you speak again, you are in this state now, how else can you help, this is a spiritual pupil technique, the spiritual power is not stronger than the other party, and it can't be broken at all!" Han Ming opened his mouth a little angrily, Ran Qixi's current state gave him a headache, he always peeked at his every move outside, and he couldn't control it at all.

The secret method that the antelope taught him seemed to only imprison Ran Qi for a period of time, as long as she wanted to break it, it didn't seem to take much effort, and it seemed that she didn't speak all the time, just symbolically giving Han Ming face.

"I said I could help if I could, if you wanted, if you said yes, I would immediately help you break this spiritual pupil technique!" Ran Qixi giggled again.

"I used to call myself a little maid and call me Gongzi, but now it's all you, me? I don't want your help, it's just a small pupil technique, I don't believe he can keep performing it, how long can he trap me?" Han Ming opened his mouth coldly, raised his eyes and swept out into the distance, and the cyan light in his eyes faintly appeared.

"It's just a hard mouth!" Ran Qixi snorted lightly, and then a spiritual map came out: "Although the little maid can't break the mark and can't see through the illusion of this spiritual pupil technique, she can sense the evil qi on those three people, so as to perceive their range, and the son will just do it to the person who performs the pupil technique over there." ”

Han Ming raised his eyebrows, coughed, stared at the map that Ran Qixi gave him, and through the huge waves that came over one after another, he stared at a certain wave, the cyan halo in his eyes flashed, and a blue light flashed away.

In the next moment, the surrounding blue ocean disappeared, and once again turned into a lofty mountain, Han Ming alone against three monks, the white-bearded old man came out of the black mist, and a black demon shadow five feet high stood behind him, and the sturdy man held the black giant axe high, accumulating mana, ready to strike with all his strength.

At this time, the blue-eyed monk was embarrassed, covering his face with his hands, but he couldn't stop the bubbling blood fountain at all, and there were two scorched black eyeballs in the palm of his hand, and there was still some blue light flashing.

"Ah, my pupils!" the blue-eyed monk screamed.

"It's a very good pupil technique, it's a pity!" Han Ming flicked his fingers at the blue-eyed youth, and a faint and invisible sword flashed away, and in a moment, it was in front of the blue-eyed youth, and the blue-eyed monk was still unaware.

"Senior brother, get out of the way!" the other two Demon Sect monks reminded, and at the same time, if they pinched the trick, they had to be rescued, but it was too late.

Having lost his eyes, the blue-eyed monk couldn't detect the direction of Han Ming's sword that isolated spiritual power, and by the time his ears heard the subtle sound of the sword breaking through the air, the sword had already pierced through his eyebrows, killing his divine soul.

With the help of the Blue Blind Heavenly Decision to kill the second person, Han Ming turned his head to look at the remaining two monks, and smiled slightly, still with a mouthful of white teeth.

Without hesitation at all, Han Ming rushed towards the sturdy man, and at this time, two of his own side were killed by a surprise attack in a row, and the sturdy man was shocked at the same time, but also angry, glanced at the black giant axe above his head, his eyes flashed, and he completed the last step of the excitation method.

Holding the handle of the axe, the sturdy man stepped on it violently, flew up twenty or thirty zhang, and with one move, he split Huashan and crashed head-on into Han Ming.

The big-headed ghost creature came out of the giant axe at this time, screamed, and stared at Han Ming with a pair of scarlet eyes, and its small withered branch-like hands were in the shape of holding the moon in both hands, carrying a huge amount of power, and blessed the giant axe.

This giant axe turned out to be an ancient treasure with a machine spirit, and it had a non-negligible amplification effect on the power of the ancient treasure.

Seeing this, Han Ming grinned, clenched his fists, and rose into the air without fear, striking at the blade of the giant axe.

But just as the two were about to collide violently, a slender figure wearing a green skirt came out of Han Ming's body, opened his mouth and gently sucked at the black giant axe.

As soon as the figure of the cui skirt came out, the big-headed ghost who didn't have too much sanity seemed to have seen some extremely terrifying existence, and instinctively retracted into the giant axe, but it was too late, but it was just a few screams in horror, and it was ripped away by the irresistible strange suction.

Swallowing the big-headed ghost, Ran Qixi patted his little belly with satisfaction, snorted arrogantly at Han Ming, shrank slightly, and drilled back into Han Ming's body.

At this time, the giant axe that had lost its spirit seemed to have been damaged a lot, and its power was attenuated by a small half, and the violent aura on it disappeared without a trace, leaving only a condensed axe.

His own machine spirit was swallowed by an inexplicable female cultivator, which made the strong man full of horror, and he wanted to stop and leave immediately, but at this time, the arrow was on the string, and he couldn't retreat, so he could only cut it down.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the black-gold shock wave exploded instantly, cutting off all the trees in the surrounding three or four miles.

Han Ming raised his head and met the terrifying gaze of the stout man, the nine layers of scales on his palm were broken open by four layers, but he successfully grabbed the axe blade.

"In this way, you are already very good, although you only use half of your physical body!" Han Ming said with a smile, and then raised his hand slightly, ready to continue to move on the strong man, but at this moment, a giant demon shadow rushed closer.

"Thief, suffer death, watch me devour the true demon skill!" The white-bearded old man slapped his palm at Han Ming, and the black demon shadow behind him also took the same posture as him, and waved it down.

The surging demonic qi enveloped Han Ming entirely, temporarily blocking Han Ming's attack on the strong man.

"Senior brother, do it, kill him together, my magic skill specializes in devouring spiritual energy, which is extremely restrained on spiritual cultivation, and can also melt and devour flesh and blood, even if his physical body is extremely strong, it is impossible to break it immediately!" The white-bearded old man snorted, and then pinched the magic trick, controlling the demon shadow behind him to urge a mysterious magic trick, as if he was casting some powerful spell.

"Yes, it was originally planned that you would be the last, but since you want to die first, then fulfill you!" Han Ming's cold voice came from the demonic mist, and then six small blue tablets flew out of it, and one flew above the white-bearded old man.

Six small blue tablets formed a circle, scattering the Buddha's light in the sky, enveloping the white-bearded old man and the demon shadow in the middle.

"Demon suppression!" Han Ming's faint voice came from the demon mist, and then the six small monuments smashed down together, and more than a dozen ancient demons on it roared and screamed in unison.

Looking at the screaming ancient demons on the Demon Suppression Monument, the white-bearded old man's pupils shrank, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, but he was covered by the blue Buddha light, but he couldn't escape, so he had to pinch the magic trick hard, raise his hands high, and prop it up in the air, "Three Devouring Demons, Break!"

The black demon shadow made the same posture as the white-bearded old man, raised his hand to support the sky, and resisted the six small tablets that had been suppressed, but as soon as Fang came into contact, he was directly shattered, and there was almost no power to resist.

"This can't be, you can't be so strong, you're not a fake baby, this is impossible!" the white-bearded old man only had time to scream before he was smashed along with the demon shadow behind him.

At this time, there seemed to be a groundless hole inside the black monster that trapped Han Ming, tearing at those demonic qi, and it didn't take long to dissipate completely.

With a slight sniff, swallowing the last wisp of demonic qi into his mouth, and putting away the six-sided demon suppression sub-tablet, Han Ming looked at the last sturdy man, still grinning like that.

"It's your turn!" Han Ming held the sword in one hand and rushed towards the stout man. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fan Dao" with more like-minded people; , talk about life, find a confidant~