The Second Immortal Road

In a blink of an eye, ten years passed by in a hurry. During this period, the earth was surging, and more than a million spiritual allies broke through the blockade of the ten major demon sects of the Wei State, and pushed the front line to the vicinity of the nightmare demon sect for more than a thousand miles!

Within a mere thousands of miles, an army of millions of monks has assembled the two major coalition armies of the genie, and a battle of extinction against the cultivator is about to begin. Many people are speculating that after this battle, the cultivator of the human world will be immortal. No more storms can be revealed.

On the mountain gate of the Nightmare Demon Sect, hundreds of cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Demon Race looked into the distance, with miserable expressions on their faces. It has been several years since the two ancient demons of the Sanjue and Sanjue left the human world, but it was too late. It hasn't been a long time since the reinforcements of the ancient demons have been killed!

And the Nimogu Dao was only initially opened up, and there were space cracks and even space storms in it. Only the God Transformation Stage could pass smoothly. They couldn't enter the Nascent Soul Stage at all, and even if they did, they would disappear in an instant!

These Nascent Soul Stages are already faintly awakened. They were used by two cunning ancient demons. The devil energy they gave them and the promises of ascending the devil world were fake. The two ancient demons simply used them to destroy them. Nightmare Demon Sect, resist the pressure of spiritual cultivation!

At the forefront of the many Nascent Soul Stages, Feng Chu, who has gold and silver pupils, looked into the distance, with some incomprehensible sadness in his eyes. The Dongsha clan, ten thousand years of forbearance, are struggling now, but they are still going to fail after all, after all, people are not as good as heaven!

That magic spell is destined to entangle their family forever!

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In the ancient realm of Xuantian, Han Ming raised his head and looked into the distance, seeing those spatial cracks rapidly spreading here.

The space behind the space crack is shattering, and the space falling like scraps of paper in the sky is falling like nothing else.

This ancient world is falling apart.

"It's finally here!" Han Ming muttered to himself, touched the head of the little girl next to him, and put it into the bag of the spirit beast, then pinched a magic trick and sat quietly among the little pine trees. Down!

At this time, the small pine tree began to violently sway the canopy, drawing mysterious and mysterious runes, as well as a number of special Taoist rhymes, which were refined through the nine misty fog surrounding the small pine tower and collected into the pine tower. Among.

And with the infusion of those runes and rhymes, the small pine tower was caged with a hazy cloud of smoke. Although Han Ming was sitting under the pine tree, he felt that the small pine tower over there had become out of reach.

"It's so extraordinary!" Han Ming stared at the small pine pagoda, his face was full of amazement, he actually felt that the flow of time around the pine pagoda was slowing down, and the small pine tree was swaying faster and slower!

And three days later, a certain layer of the nine-story pine cone suddenly flashed, and the time flow around it suddenly resumed, but the space around the pine cone began to twist. The space over there seemed to be damp clothes. Condensed into a long strip, although it is close at hand, it is far away!

At the same time, the Thunder Devouring Spirit in Han Ming trembled wildly, madly relaying information to Han Ming that there was an abnormal change in the surrounding space.

In another three days, the other floor of the Komatsu Pagoda flashed again, and the space around it returned to normal. But then Han Ming's eyes became round again. He actually saw the Komatsu Pagoda shrinking, gradually becoming smaller and becoming smaller. 'Immature' is not as sharp as before.

One day later, the small pine cone grew into a small flower bud, but it was still going backwards. After half a day, the small pine tree began to grow backward, and soon turned into a seed, and the seed was a small pine cone.

After another day and a half, Han Ming's mind was slightly dizzy, and he saw the seed Komatsu cone again rooting and germinating, pulling out the branches, and growing a new one. It was different from the previous one. At this time, the third layer of the Komatsu cone. Is lit.

The next thing is somewhat similar. Every three days, a heavy and mysterious change appears on the Komatsu Pagoda, and a layer of the Komatsu Pagoda is lit.

Until the end, after a certain familiar rule that made Han Ming faintly felt was incorporated into the nine-story pine cone, the little pine cone no longer had any vision.

"It's done!" Han Ming stared at the small pine cone lingering in a circle in front of him, his face was full of excitement!

Han Ming stretched out his hand and wanted to take the pine cone off, but at this moment, a mighty world of vitality and aura gathered from all directions, passing through the ‘filtering’ of the small pine cone, and rushing towards Han Ming’s head crazily.

With the strength of Han Ming's physical body, he was crushed by this spiritual energy, and he sat directly on the ground.

"Heaven and Earth Yize!" Han Ming roared, adjusting his breath with all his strength, refining the aura in his body with all his strength.

Han Ming tried his best to mobilize the round of transformation, but it was of no avail. The aura and vitality were too turbulent, and his refining couldn't keep up with the speed of infusion. He could only watch the vitality and aura raging in his body!

Crisis, danger, and opportunity are side by side. This world of legacy is certainly a good thing, and it can make people feel vitality and improve cultivation. If the cultivation base of people who can bear it is too low, it is a terrible danger!

"Puff!" Han Ming spouted a spit of scarlet blood, didn't dare to stay at all, and directly activated the strongest molten gold body. If he didn't activate it, his physical body would burst!

But this is not the case. Although the molten metal body is strong, the endurance is limited after all. If it continues like this, it will not be long before Han Ming will be crushed into a ball of minced meat.

"Roar!" Han Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared hard, running the turn of the round with all his strength. He didn't dare to relax a little bit, but this only delayed the time for his body to burst.

At the same time, Han Ming’s cultivation base is also skyrocketing, but after a short period of time, he has already rushed from the mid-Yuan Ying mid-level level to the mid-term peak, but he has encountered a bottleneck.

"Puff!" Han Ming snorted, one arm couldn't bear it, and it shattered directly. A large amount of golden blood sputtered out several meters due to the strong pressure, but at this time he was surprised and broke through, and he actually broke through. The bottleneck has been eliminated and the latter level has been reached.

But Han Ming hasn't been happy for long, his cultivation base began to skyrocket again, the first stage in the later stage, the middle stage in the later stage ~www.wuxiaspot.com~the peak in the later stage, and the great perfection in the later stage.

At ordinary times, if the cultivation base grows like this, Han Ming can wake up in the middle of the night with a smile, but now he is shocked. It was a fluke for him to break through in the late stage. The bottleneck of the **** transformation is not so easy to break. If the vitality continues to be infused, he will definitely be crushed to death, and it is impossible to continue to break through!

"What to do!" Han Ming's mind was spinning frantically, but there was nothing he could do. He stretched out his hand to take off the small pine tower and stop the vitality instillation, but it was useless at all. The small pine tower was taking over the last vitality of the world, and he couldn't touch it at all. arrive.

"Central Bone Sword!" Han Ming once again sent his hopes to the Central Bone Sword in the emergency. Although the Central Bone Sword hadn't saved him once, it was after all the most powerful treasure in his body.

Han Ming tried to introduce vitality and spiritual energy into the central sword pool, but found that the central bone sword was still motionless, and he didn't even bother to take care of the rich vitality around the world that was about to become liquid.

The central bone sword did not move, but the more than four hundred thousand evil bone sacrificial bone swords in the sword pond buzzed endlessly, and they all flew out, swallowing cattle and drinking in the vitality group. Ming's vitality is about 10% less!

"Yes, why forgot about it, Wan Sha sacrifices Bone Ni Yuan Sword, Ni Yuan Sword, it must have a lot to do with vitality!" Han Ming slapped his head, his face was full of surprises.

More than four hundred crystal long swords, like many flying birds, were flying all over the sky in Han Ming's dantian, but the small half of the incense swallowed the vitality and aura that almost killed Han Ming.

Immediately, these Wansha Sacrifice Bone Niyuan Swords seemed unsatisfactory. They flew out of Han Ming's body very spiritually, hung above Han Ming's head, and received the vitality from the Komatsu Tower. No vitality could threaten Han Ming. .

"Could it be that my natal flying swords can finally be born!" Han Ming looked at the Ni Yuan sword flying all over the sky and was moved.