Click!

A red-toothed skeleton stumbled a few steps from head to toe, then split in two, fell to the ground, burned with blood-red flames, and died motionless.

"Boss, your flame knife is really powerful! Every time I see you use this move, my neck is cold! I'm afraid that if you stab me like this, my guy who eats will have to fly!" Ji Wufu stuck out his tongue and shouted at Yang Ming exaggeratedly.

Yang Ming stood in the middle of a broken skeleton with a cold expression, his right palm maintained a posture of stretching forward, and was slowly retracting, and the edge of his palm was still gushing with blood-red flames more than half an inch long.

Just now, he slashed out with a volley, and a blood-red flame knife flew out quickly, splitting the last red-toothed skeleton in half, and the burning power of the flame knife itself directly burned the skeleton, making it impossible to regenerate, which is the wonderful use of the blood evil magic skill.

Speaking of which, this flame knife stunt is the most powerful kind of Xuan-level secret technique in the Blood Demon Divine Skill, the more profound the cultivation, the more terrifying it is to use, like Yang Ming is already at the peak of the twelfth layer of the Qi training period, and the flame knife formed by his sword is more than a foot long and more than three inches wide, just like a knife.

Within fifty zhang is instantaneous, and dealing with the ferocious red-toothed skeleton is also a matter of one sword, no wonder Ji Wufu is so scared when he looks at it.

Yang Ming collected his true qi, pursed his lips and blew the edge of his palm, blowing away a trace of curling green smoke, his eyes indifferently swept around, and he saw that the entire mountain col was quiet, and there were nearly a hundred white bone skeletons, blue-faced skeletons, red-toothed skeletons and green-haired skeletons all over the ground of this mountain col.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and only then did his own team make a move, and it only took one meal to sweep away this group of skeletons, and the strength was not a little bit stronger than that stone moving team.

Looking at the eyes of Hou Fang and the others waiting for orders, he waved his hand and ordered: "Hou Fang and I will go with me to break the ban on the teleportation array, and the rest of us will stay to clean up the battlefield and rest for a while, and we will enter the secret realm at any time." ”

Hou Fang pointed to the hole in the stone wall suspiciously. He asked, "Boss, why don't we go straight into the secret realm from that hole?"

Yang Ming glanced at him and sneered: "That cave is the place where skeletons fly out of the secret realm, and we are afraid that we will encounter an ambush if we rush in." It's better to follow the stone movement and enter them through the teleportation array. I don't think they'd think anyone would break the teleportation circle and enter this way, right?"

Hou Fang's eyes rolled, and then his face showed surprise, and he admired: "The boss has a great plan! I think that although Shi Dong has a bit of resourcefulness, he is simply a three-year-old child compared to you, and it is not worth mentioning!"

"Okay! Don't be a sycophant, let's get to work! Although the teleportation circle is easy to break, it also takes some effort and feet, and it can't be broken in half an hour, and if it drags on for a long time, I'm afraid that there will be changes in the secret realm. After Yang Ming finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the teleportation circle not far away. The place was on a cobblestone, which normally looked like a normal stone, but once the spell was hit on it, a teleportation circle was revealed, which was a camouflage technique.

Yang Ming dared to say that he could break this magic circle. It is also related to his cultivation in Za Forget Peak, that Yin Old Demon cultivated him as a treasure of his heart and liver, in addition to carefully guiding him to cultivate, he also ordered him to be familiar with the magic circle, alchemy, refining tools and other ways, this Yang Ming is really a talented person, in just four years, he has made a small success in these miscellaneous arts.

At that moment, he led Hou Fang to break the ban on the magic circle. Ji Wufu and Xiong Dali cleaned the battlefield and collected all kinds of bone essences, while Yu Xiaoyu used the Qingmeng Mirror to monitor the surrounding movements, especially the holes in the stone wall, in case Shi Dong and others slipped out of it.

After half an hour, I heard Hou Fang cry out in surprise. The cobblestone was full of glory, and a six-pointed star circle appeared, but the prohibition had been successfully broken.

With a hint of smugness on his face, Yang Ming took the lead in stepping into the magic circle, and said proudly to his companions: "I'll go first to investigate." Then come in!" Before he could finish speaking, a magic trick fell on the circle, and his figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Yang Ming is really a master of art and bold, the moment he teleported over, he was covered with bloody true qi, his eyes were filled with divine thoughts, and the dizziness after teleportation was instantly resolved.

Immediately looking around, I saw that I was in a wide cave, with a faint black light flickering around, and small pits the size of fists were dug out of the cave walls.

"Refined iron ore?" His eyes flashed, and he instantly cleared the surrounding situation with his divine thoughts, and immediately understood that someone was digging refined iron ore, and he couldn't help but be happy, such a large reserve of refined iron ore is also a lot of wealth for him, and he will definitely make a lot of money if he can eat it.

He forced his joy and listened attentively, and sure enough, he heard the sound of clanging chisels not far from the cave, as well as the voices of several people, and the voices were Mao Feifei, Tan Shaoxuan and Zhu Ke'er of the Shi Dong team, it seemed that Shi Dong and Na Luan Xiaoli were not together.

Smiling coldly, he put one foot on the ground, and his whole body floated into the cave silently like a big bird, and after turning a few corners, he saw that under the dim light, Mao Feifei and the three of them were lying on the stone wall, concentrating on chiseling the ore veins, and from time to time the chiseled ore was put into the storage belt.

On the side, there are also two spirit ghosts holding crane-beak hoes to assist in mining, one is a jumping ghost and the other is a blue water ghost.

The corners of his mouth twitched disdainfully, Yang Ming greatly belittled the strength of this stone moving team, not to mention that the strength of the three people in front of him was lower than him, he didn't even have a basic sense of vigilance, and he didn't even notice it when he was touched in, he was simply three rookies.

Without saying a word, he strode behind Tan Shaoxuan, who was closest to him, stretched out his palm full of bloody qi and pinched it, and choked Tan Shaoxuan's neck, and suddenly the bloody qi rushed to the other party's mind along the meridians.

Tan Shaoxuan was caught off guard, and he felt that his neck was hot, and immediately a heat rushed to his mind, and he fainted as soon as it was dark in front of his eyes.

casually threw Tan Shaoxuan to the side, and his figure floated to the tall Mao Feifei, such a shot sequence is naturally based on the principle of near and far, strong first and then weak, and try to reduce the accident as much as possible, which shows this person's caution and mind.

At this time, Mao Feifei finally realized that it was abnormal, and turned around violently with a crane-beak hoe in his hand, just in time to bump into a bloody palm grabbing his throat, and he shouted: "Who!" raised the crane-beak hoe and blocked it.

Poof!

The pickaxe didn't block it at all, the palm of the hand grabbed the pole, and then the blood-red flames burned, emitting a terrifying violent aura from it, reflecting Mao Feifei's face red, his eyes showed a look of horror, and shouted: "It's Yang Ming! Run Senior Sister Zhu and tell Shi Dong!"

Zhu Ke'er jumped, subconsciously looked back, and just saw Yang Ming stretching out his palm burning with blood-colored flames with a hideous face, and pinched Mao Feifei's neck fiercely, and at the same time, Mao Feifei threw a punch desperately and slammed it on Yang Ming's chest.

Hearing a loud bang, Mao Feifei collapsed like soft mud, but that punch had no effect at all, but Mao Feifei's fist turned one hundred and eighty degrees and was fractured.

"Ahh