Led by the real person of the spirit butterfly who has no sorrow and no joy, many Yuan Infants stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Han Ming and the old man in yellow robe standing in the air, with different expressions and different ideas, but they were all quite focused and always paid attention to that side.

Han Ming didn't know where the venue of the Dragon and Phoenix Gate Yuan Infant Period Fighting Method was, and he didn't bother to look for it, so he simply went above the Dragon and Phoenix Gate, using the sky as the battlefield, ignoring the twenty Yuan Infant Stage watching the battle in the distance, as well as the Dragon and Phoenix Gate monks who were densely packed below, looking up in pairs.

He came to the Six Nations Alliance this time, and withdrawing from the alliance is one of the purposes, showing his cultivation and deterring other sects is another purpose, otherwise even if he successfully withdraws from the alliance, the next thing will be more troublesome, maybe there will be any sects that don't know what to do and provoke the Ascending Star Sect.

In this battle, it is necessary to make the Six Nations Alliance, the Righteous Path Alliance, the Yue Guo League, and the Demon Dao Alliance jealous of the Ascension Star Sect, and they don't want to easily offend the Ascension Star Sect, so that they can survive the turmoil that covers the entire north of the earth in the future.

"Hmph, concubine, the old man is going to come and see what you have to rely on!" The old man in the yellow robe snorted coldly, his mid-stage cultivation was not concealed at all, and the surging momentum pressed towards Han Ming.

Seeing this, Han Ming sneered, gently waved his sleeve robe, forced the momentum back, and then continued to look at the old man in the yellow robe calmly: "Seeing that you are old and pitiful, Han will not bully you anymore, so let you make three moves first!"

The old man in the yellow robe was even more furious when he heard this, and he no longer thought about anything to bully the small, patted the storage bag, took out a small blue seal, and threw it lightly into the air, directly turning into a huge seal the size of a house, with the sound of whirring wind, and smashed it down at Han Ming.

"If you say that you will make three moves, you will be allowed to make three moves, and within three moves, Han will not fight back!" Han Ming was still calm, with his hands behind his back, still looking calm.

Han Ming didn't make a move, but the old man in the yellow robe didn't keep his hand, but went all out, slapped his hands, and the two blue dragons entrenched on the big blue seal actually came to life, rolling, and rushed down towards Han Ming.

The big blue seal smashed down, but Han Ming still didn't move, and didn't take out the magic weapon to fight back at all.

The surrounding Yuan Infant Stage monks were really a little shocked by Han Ming's momentum before, thinking that Han Ming was really full of confidence, but now when they saw Han Ming holding it up so much, they suddenly sighed for a while. Although the old man in the yellow robe is not a top existence like the Spirit Butterfly Zhenren, he has also been in the middle stage for hundreds of years, his cultivation is profound, and his strength is also very strong, and the blue giant seal is a treasure that is biased towards brute force attack, and this time it is smashed down, I am afraid that the great monks will choose to temporarily avoid the edge, but Han Ming is motionless, not stupid or what!.

Among the people present, only Lingdie Zhenren and another pale-faced teenager wrinkled their eyebrows, staring at that side, and the others more or less felt that Han Ming might be defeated if he couldn't catch a single move.

Surrounded by two blue dragons, the blue seal fell violently, with a fierce momentum, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and smashed down at Han Ming, about to blast him directly into meat sauce, but just when the blue seal was about to hit Han Ming, it suddenly stopped.

A fifteen-foot black demon shadow appeared behind Han Ming, and a big hand reached out and grabbed the blue giant seal from above, just like a normal person grabbing an ordinary small seal, it was extremely easy.

This black shadow seems to be a condensation of black qi, only a human figure, with thick hands and feet, and blurred facial features, like a puppet made by a four- or five-year-old child with yellow mud.

"Give it back!" The black shadow lifted it casually, and the blue giant seal was thrown back to the old man in the yellow robe, and quietly stopped in front of the old man in the yellow robe.

said that giving three moves is making three moves, Han Ming didn't fight back at all, even if he returned the treasure, it was "light-handed".

After throwing away the blue giant seal, the black demon shadow stood with his hands down and stood behind Han Ming, motionless, like a dead thing.

The eyes of the many Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators around who were still sighing before suddenly widened, they didn't even find out when this Demon Shadow appeared behind Han Ming, and how it caught the blue giant seal with lightning and flint!

Moreover, the power of this Demon Shadow was inevitably too strong, and it was so easy to grasp a top-level ancient treasure that was biased towards brute force, this Han Ming of the Ascending Star Sect seemed to be really strong, perhaps not even weaker than those prestigious mid-stage cultivators.

The old man in the yellow robe looked at the giant seal in front of him, his face was gloomy and almost dripping, he didn't expect the junior opposite to take his giant spirit seal so easily, and it made him feel naked ridicule.

With a fierce flash in his eyes, the yellow-robed old man opened his mouth and spit out a small white jade bell, silently urged a mantra, urged the jade bell to the size of half a zhang, and then slapped it violently at the front of the jade bell.

Circles of white ripples suddenly rippled out, and with lightning speed, they 'rippled' in front of Han Ming, directly enveloping his head.

Han Ming consciously dizzy in his mind, he lost his mind for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, a yellow flying sword had already arrived in front of him, slashing down at his head.

Seeing this, Han Ming just smiled coldly, and instead of dodging the vital head, he faced it upwards and directly slammed his head into the yellow flying sword.

Han Ming's move once again stunned the surrounding Yuan Infant Stage monks, this Han Daoyou didn't think that his head was iron enough, and he actually took the magic weapon hard, isn't this looking for death! The old man in the yellow robe was also stunned by Han Ming's actions, but then he sneered, no matter what his head was, even if it was made of fine iron, he would have to cut it in half with a sword.

Next, Han Ming's head really hit the yellow flying sword, but the split of Han Ming's head in two did not happen, but the yellow flying sword seemed to hit something extremely hard and was directly shattered.

All the expressions of the Yuan Infant Stage froze, what is this, this Han Daoyou's head is really hard enough, could it be that he specially refined some invisible defensive treasure on his head, otherwise how could this be, even the head of the ninth-order demon beast should have broken and bled all of a sudden, but this Han Daoyou was not damaged at all.

Carelessly tidied up the scattered hair, Han Ming withdrew the two small buffalo horns, raised his eyes to look at the yellow-robed old man again, and said lightly: "The three moves have arrived, then Han is about to make a move, I don't know that he is also a mid-stage monk, Your Excellency has lived for so long, you can take a few moves from Han!"

After speaking, Han Ming raised his hand lightly without hesitation, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and directly opened an inch-long wound with his fingernails, and then silently recited a mantra, and the wound in the center of his eyebrows was copied twice, and a small gray-white disc appeared in it.

The small gray disc began to spin, spinning faster and faster, until it turned into an oval sphere, and then it shook a few times in succession, and a hazy layer of smoke on it withdrew, revealing a gray-white vertical eye.

The gray-white vertical eyes seemed to have just woken up, and the sleepy eyes were hazy, and they turned several times before they slowly focused and locked onto the old man in the yellow robe.

I don't know why, being stared at by the gray-white vertical eyes, the old man in the yellow robe suddenly felt the crisis of life and death, he was horrified, and immediately used his means to release two defensive treasures, to protect his whole body, but it was too late, when the moment the poisonous eyes locked on him, he couldn't escape.

The gray-white vertical eyes blinked a few times and slowly disappeared, but the yellow-robed old man not far away screamed miserably, and fell obliquely from mid-air, confused and confused.

Han Ming also moved his feet, rushed out directly, and instantly arrived in front of the yellow-robed old man, scooping it with one hand, as if holding a little chicken, he lifted the yellow-robed old man who had not yet fallen to the ground in his hand, and at the same time, a stream of demonic qi poured into his body, imprisoning the Yuan Infant who had just struggled out of his stupor.

"It's really alive to be a dog for a few hundred more years, and I can't even take a single move, sad, what's the point of being alive like you!" Han Ming sneered, threw the old man in the yellow robe like a dead dog, and threw it to the gathering place of the Yuan Infancy.

After being taken by the group of Yuan Infants, the old man in the yellow robe completely recovered his senses, woke up, and just heard Han Ming's merciless ridicule, he was immediately angry, and directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, I don't know if it was pretended, or real, anyway, he fainted.

At this time, the eyes of many Yuan Infant looking at Han Ming no longer had the previous casualness or fear, but they were all shocked, one recruited and captured a mid-stage monk, even with Yuan Ying, this kind of method Great Monk couldn't do it, Yuan Infant Yuan Infant's life-saving means were useless in front of him, no wonder the Ascending Star Sect dared to do this, just with this Han Ming alone, who would dare to do anything to the Ascending Star Sect?

The three major forces are afraid that they will have to weigh the actions of the Ascension Star Sect, after all, it is extremely terrifying for such a person to go crazy, and the threat level is comparable to that of a great monk.

"Others respect me for a foot, and I ascend to the Star Sect for a foot for others, if there are any more excuses to entangle, then this old guy is an example, but the next time I meet again, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to end, to tell you the truth, Han Mou happens to be missing a few Yuan Infant Alchemy!" Han Ming was suspended in mid-air, announcing in a cold voice, like a magic mountain standing still.

Lingdie Zhenren looked at Han Ming from afar, hesitated on his face, and didn't care about the pale young man on the side, he flew out directly, suspended not far from Han Ming, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "The concubine is happy to see the hunting, I don't know if Han Daoyou is willing to have a discussion, let's stop at the point, just learn and communicate!"