Seeing that the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was behaving strangely, he looked up to the sky and roared, and immediately realized that something was wrong, subconsciously took two steps back, and asked in a deep voice: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you!"

"Senior brother, this will not be your senior brother!" The demon cultivator with dark eyes turned his head and stared at the demon cultivator in the middle, without the slightest emotion on his face.

The early Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator was not an ordinary person, and based on the information he had learned before, he immediately guessed something, and immediately bowed respectfully to the Black Pupil Demon Cultivator: "But Lord Antelope, the junior is a remnant of the Holy Clan, and he learned about the existence of the adult from a secret book in the clan, so he came over with his senior brother to help the adult get out of trouble!"

"Hmph, Ben Jiang naturally knew that if it weren't for the thin Saint Clan bloodline in your body, you would have died by now. The Black Pupil Demon Cultivator grinned, and then sat down on his own, pinching the magic trick, and began to urge something.

The demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that it was this adult, and it was not a waste that they had been planning for more than a hundred years.

The black pupil demon cultivator pinched the magic technique, the demonic qi in his body was raging, and the aura of his whole body was rising steadily, gradually climbing from the level of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant to the late stage, and it was still rising, and the speed did not decrease at all.

And at this moment, the black eyes of the black-eyed demon cultivator all receded, and the eyes of the human beings who replaced them were full of fear, and this demon cultivator stretched out his hand to another demon cultivator, moaning and begging for help: "Senior brother, save me, junior brother!"

Seeing this situation, the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant immediately bowed respectfully to the struggling demon cultivator sitting on the ground: "My lord, don't you have a demon body, why do you need the fragile body of the junior senior brother, please spare the junior senior brother's life!"

The demon cultivator on the ground struggled for a while, his eyes were infected with black again, and he raised his head and said coldly: "If the original body of this general can be used, it will naturally not look down on you and other fragile human bodies. ”

Seeing this situation, the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant on the side changed his face several times, hesitated for a while, and then gritted his teeth and stayed aside, no longer caring about the demon cultivator on the ground, and only silently recited in his heart: "Senior brother, the hopes of the whole clan are pinned on the holy general, and if I sacrifice you, I think I will die well, I hope you don't blame the junior brother!"

And then the eyes of the demon cultivator on the ground regained clarity twice, and each time he screamed sadly for the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant on the side to save him, but he was quickly suppressed again, and after about a dozen breaths, a faint black soul rushed out of his body, and he fled outside without looking back.

A red tongue of flesh disappeared in a flash, and the black-pupiled demon smashed his mouth, and then seemed to have swallowed something, and smiled slightly with satisfaction, but the soul that had just escaped disappeared without a trace, and a demon cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant completely fell, and his soul was scattered.

Patting his robe, the aura of the black pupil demon cultivator no longer improved, but only stabilized at the level of the great cultivator, he slowly stood up, glanced at the early stage demon cultivator on the side, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Tie Gu, the remnant of the younger generation of the Holy Clan, I wish to serve the Lord as the Lord!" the demon cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant suddenly knelt on the ground and made a big salute.

"Tiegu, it seems that he is a descendant of that old man of the Iron Bone Demon, well, Ben will know, let's do a chord on the side!" The Black Pupil Demon Cultivator nodded, and looked at the huge black goat corpse in front of him.

"Tens of thousands of years of erosion by the Yin Netherworld Demon Demon, this body has been completely wasted, more than 10,000 years of cultivation have been ruined, and now I can only use that method, although the ability of the borrowed body is less than one percent, but it is also a helpless move!" The Black Pupil Demon sighed and stretched out a hand and pressed it on one of the hooves of the black giant goat.

The black-pupiled monster let out a low shout, and thousands of black magic patterns came out of his hands, like a large group of black ants, densely covering the entire body of the black giant goat in an instant.

"Soldier decondensation form, the supreme secret method among many magic skills!" The early stage demon cultivator on the side looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, his face was full of disbelief, this holy general was going to destroy his own body!

"Squeak, squeak. With a series of sounds, the black giant demonic beast actually stood up slowly, like a hill of black scaly armor, with a head the size of a house lowered, staring at the black-pupiled monster.

The black giant beast gently opened its mouth and spit out a black and red lamb, with two horns on its head, black scales all over its body, and its hooves glowing with black light, it turned out to be a miniature version of the black giant beast, but its eyes were sluggish, and there was no look at all.

After spitting out the black and red lamb, the giant beast seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and it actually "boom." With a bang, the whole explosion dispersed, turned into a cloud of smoke and dust, and was knocked down by the black magic rain in the lake, and sank to the bottom of the lake.

The early stage of the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator on the side looked at this black and red lamb, and his breathing was a little short, this is the flesh Dao fruit from the condensation of the soldiers, it is completely a great supplement for the Demon Cultivator, as long as he swallows it, it is not difficult to immediately stretch a realm, even if it exceeds the Yuan Infant Period, it is just around the corner!

Suddenly, this primordial infant demon cultivator shuddered, he felt a cold gaze staring at him, and turned his head slightly, only to find that the black pupil demon was looking at him with a smile, and immediately gave a cold sweat of fright, and he confessed again and again, and took his eyes away from the black lamb.

The black pupil demon cultivator turned his head, grabbed the black and red lamb in front of him, and swallowed it in one bite, and suddenly a large black and red mist appeared on his body, surrounding him entirely, making it impossible to see the situation inside at all.

It didn't take long for the black-red gas to condense into an entity, turning into a blood-red cocoon, and some special demonic qi was faintly leaking out inside, which was pure and abnormal.

After staying at the foot of the black giant mountain for a long time, Han Ming finally planned not to defend the treasure mountain, and nothing was enough, he planned to try to go up the mountain to try, anyway, this black giant mountain is so big, there are only two demon cultivators on it, unless he is very unlucky, he will meet those two demon cultivators.

Han Ming has always felt that he is lucky, as long as he is cautious and careful, he will still not meet two demon cultivators, and even if he meets that demon cultivator, he doesn't have to be too afraid, there is a ban on the sky, he can't fly in the Yuan Infant Period, he can only run by his body, and his physical body is strong, he is not afraid of anyone, even if the other party is in the Yuan Infant Stage, he is still a human race, unless it is a Demon Beast in the Yuan Infant Stage!

After finding a sheep intestine path, Han Ming began to climb towards the giant mountain, climbing one step and looking at three steps, for fear that he would just bump into the front of the two demon cultivators.

Along the way, Han Ming did not encounter any obstacles, and soon arrived at the position of two thousand zhang, and saw the huge palace, in which the clouds and mist were ethereal, the flying cranes were flocks, and the spirit beasts were everywhere.

Han Ming hid outside the palace for most of the day, but he didn't see any figure inside, and went in a little to probe, but found that there was really no one, which made him depressed, those two demon cultivators were not here!

"Could it be that the things on top are better, they ran up there?" it should be!" Han Ming speculated to himself, then he laughed a few words and plunged into the palace in front.

Walking into the immortal palace and glancing around, Han Ming's face changed suddenly, this place was not a fairy palace, but a ruin, or it was originally a fairy palace, and it was destroyed by something.

The clouds and mist that I saw outside just now, the spirit cranes are in pieces, and the spirit grass is full of illusions, which is the scene before this fairy palace has not been destroyed, because of some special projection formations, it is projected on the ruins, making people think that it is an intact fairy palace.

This immortal palace was destroyed by an attack, and that attack was a sword mark that ran through the entire immortal palace, splitting the immortal palace in half, like a huge rift in the middle, and on one side of the immortal palace directly became a ruin, and Han Ming was standing on the ruins.

This kind of sword mark doesn't seem to be coming to the fairy palace, the fairy palace is broken and it just makes the pond fish bad, but even so, this sword mark is too terrible, it is more than 100 miles long, and the sword mark is still full of terrible sword intent, and I feel a little stinging in the soul when I walk in a little.

The power of this sword does not stop there, this sword seems to have drained the vitality of the entire immortal palace and even half of the mountain, from the sword marks to more than a hundred miles outward, there is no vitality at all, and there are dead corpses everywhere.

Han Ming stood on the edge of the sword mark, first it was incredible, and then his face was full of fascination, this is the way to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and he can collapse and crack the ground with every move, what kind of predecessor in the infancy stage of the Yuan Dynasty, in front of him, he is not even afraid of ants!

The realm of the person who slashed this sword has already surpassed his imagination, and I am afraid that he has already reached the third step of cultivating immortals!

"But how can I always feel that this sword has some similarities with the Reverse Yuan Sword Slash that I recently comprehended, it's just that the power is very different!" Han Ming looked at the half-crippled Immortal Palace in front of him with a stomach full of doubts.

Tilting his head and thinking about it, Han Ming had been looking for the ruins here for most of the day, but he gave up, that sword had completely destroyed the immortal palace here, it was all broken stones, there was nothing, even if there were some treasures, they had already become powder, and there was no use at all.

Han Ming walked to the edge of the sword mark and raised his eyes to look at the other side, thoughtful.

Although the other side of the sword mark is also mostly broken, it is still much better than this side, and you can faintly see a lot of buildings, and some humanoid imprints, I think there are still a lot of things, much better than this side.

After thinking about it, Han Ming retreated half a mile, urged the molten gold body with all his might, and suddenly ran away, turning into a blue-gold light, flying across the air for several miles, and quickly approaching the other side of the sword mark.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed, and Han Ming was pounced from the air, falling straight down from mid-air, and falling into a sword mark that was a full five or six hundred zhang.

Han Ming was shocked, turned his hand and slapped it at the black monster that was pressing him, but found that the molten gold body was completely useless, this black monster's body was outrageously powerful, and not only did it not hurt at all, but it shook his hand numbly.

After struggling a few more times, Han Ming was even more shocked, the strength of the black monster that held him down far exceeded him, he was now like a rabbit that had been caught by a lion, desperately kicking his legs, but it had no effect at all. II Immortal Mortal Dao