The Second Immortal Road

Han Ming injected a clear breath into Kun Youran's body, awakening her from a deep sleep.

"Master!" The little guy grabbed Han Ming's neck and shouted sweetly.

This little guy is so cute, but Han Ming couldn't bear the blame. He just said softly: "Next time you are not allowed to run far, or you will be taken away by the bad guys again!"

"Yeah, yeah!" The little guy nodded vigorously, and then chirped excitedly: "Master, Master You Ran just saw two bad guys. They caught You Ran. Fortunately, a kind uncle saved You Ran! That uncle! It's amazing, I caught the bad guy and threw it to Youran to play!"

"Hey eh, what about the bad guy, how come he is gone!" The little guy looked at the empty short hand with a dull face.

Han Ming sighed slightly in his heart, but only such a naive little guy can use the mid-term monk’s Yuan Ying as a toy. It’s really unprecedented, and I think it’s impractical to think about it. Knead the kitten and knead a baby!

"What about the kind uncle, what about the little blue animal I caught!" The little guy turned to look around, but couldn't find the figure of Chi Yucai, and his face suddenly fell into pain.

"Let's go, the master will help you catch it in the future!" Han Ming put the little guy on his shoulders, and then propped up a shield to cover the little guy, which turned into a escape light and lased away.

Han Ming planned to rise to Xingzong first, and hadn't returned for hundreds of years. He missed Concubine Lu quite a bit, and he didn't know if Xie Lingyun had survived the ancient realm of Xuantian.

But before Han Ming flew out for more than a thousand miles, he suddenly stopped to escape, squinted for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, changed directions, and shot towards the other side.

After about five or six days of journey, Han Ming flew two beautiful shadows in front of him. One of them was wearing a green skirt. Although his appearance was not peerless, he was quite charming, while the other was holding a jade bone fan and wearing a streamer. The good son of Yunpao.

"It's a son!" As soon as she saw Han Ming, the Sister Cuipao suddenly jumped over in surprise. She wanted to go up and hold Han Ming's arm with courage, but after seeing the faint smile on Han Ming's face, she suddenly lost her courage. .

But even so, the green-robed female cultivator stared at Han Ming up and down, her face was full of joy. After seeing the little guy on Han Ming's shoulder, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Qixi, it's been a long time since I saw you, why did you come out alone, and you have condensed the entity, and the cultivation base has recovered so much, is there any chance!" Han Ming smiled and glanced at the son Jia next to Ran Qixi. , Asked with some doubts: "Who is this fellow Taoist?"

The little guy sat on Han Ming's shoulders, blinking his big, sullen eyes, while sucking the finger, while curiously looking at the two people in front of him.

"Brother-in-law, why are you here? You don't know me anymore, it's me!" Lin Lingnuo gently turned around, gently removed the hair hoop, and the black hair suddenly fell like a waterfall.

Han Ming frowned and looked at Lin Lingnuo, with some doubts on his face, but this beauty is good-looking, she is very charming, but it is rare, but he has never seen it before, and has never met!

Lin Lingnuo caught the change in the expression on Han Ming’s face, and there was a lot of doubt in her heart. In order to seduce this brother-in-law, she had all eighteen skills, even if it didn’t work, it wouldn’t be forgotten. Let her go!

Her brother-in-law really doesn't seem to know her. What's going on? Could it be that Concubine's death hit him too much, or someone from the Sha Demon Sect broke his brain and lost his memory?

Linlinuo quickly replenishes the brain for various reasons.

Han Ming reacted quickly. He realized something instantly, nodded silently, and then conveyed to Ran Qixi: "Qi Xi, but what has the Demon Body experienced over the years, why are you here, and who is she!" "

"My son, I can't explain it in a few words, my son should use this!" Ran Qixi gently flipped his hand and took out the jade box that the Demon Body had handed over by Lin Lingnuo back then.

Han Ming opened the talisman seal on the jade box suspiciously, and saw two of them, a black eyeball and a faint light ball.

The black eyeballs Han Ming did not know, but he felt a familiar breath, Wanhua Poison Eye and Huayuan Poison Sutra, and the other light group was very familiar. It was the assimilation spirit group between the three corpses. , Only the three corpses can condense, and only the three corpses can be used!

Han Ming didn't pay attention to the black eyeballs for the time being. Instead, he picked up the faint ball of light, shook it gently, and dropped a storage bag from it, and then slapped the ball of light into the center of his eyebrows with a mouth.

A lot of memories and emotions quickly flooded into Han Ming’s mind. From the moment he went to the ancient realm of Xuantian, Luo Hu was born to stabilize the overall situation, Luo Hu Ming Bone besieged the Red Wind, the Ascended Star Sect withdrew from the Six Nations League, Luo Hu and Yu Fei Yuan Traveling to Middle-earth, experiencing the big auction, Xibinghai, the destruction of the Nightmare Demon Sect, the life or death of Concubine Xiao, and so on, everything is like experiencing it yourself!

After ten or so breaths, Han Ming clenched his fists suddenly, his face was extremely cold, his eyes were full of cold colors, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words: "Red Wind, Demon Sect, you are looking for death, how dare you? !"

Concubine Yu didn’t know his life or death, and Luo Hushen might have fallen. He accepted Luo Huoshen’s assimilation of the spirit group. He naturally sensed Luo Hushen’s final plan. Finally, Luo Hushen left with Concubine Yu, and he didn’t report any hope of living. And to go, just fight to the death!

Otherwise, Luo Hushen will not let Xing Lingnuo bring back the Assimilation Light Group, and let Ran Qixi inform the Netherbone Body to retreat to the Netherbone World and do not go out until two more corpses of the Three Corpses are born!

"How dare, how dare!" Han Ming clenched his fist, walking back and forth!

Although Luohu's body is dead, the loss is unbearable, but the human body and the ghostly bones can still evolve into the Luohu body. There may be a little lack of memory, but they can continue to live, but there is only one concubine. If Luohu's body is not successful , That is complete death, there is no chance of reincarnation yet!

The little guy has never seen Han Ming look like this, and he immediately hugged Han Ming pitifully: "Master, what's the matter with you, I am afraid!"

"It's okay, leisurely, go to sleep first!" Han Ming squeezed out a smile, flipped his hand gently, put the little guy to sleep, and then continued to cold his face, waved his hand: "Go back to the sect first, and talk about the others later! "

Han Ming is already at the peak of the late stage at this time. Only the God-Transforming Stage can suppress his cultivation. Although his cultivation is not revealed at this time, his aura is different. Just a cold face makes Lin Lingnuo even talk. Dare to say more, you can only follow your orders.

Immediately, Han Ming took Ran Qixi without saying a word, and Xin Lingnuo turned into a ray of light, flew away in the direction of Ascending Xingzong.

At the same time, Middle-earth Continent, the war of genie that swept the entire Middle-earth Continent broke out centered on the ruins of the Nightmare Demon Sect. Not a fuss.

This battle lasted for a whole year, and no one day was interrupted. Every day, there are a lot of treasures or magical powers flying in the sky, and pieces of corpses fall from mid-air. Some people have demons, some Buddhas and demons~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ One year later, there are only more than 10,000 people left in the ten demon sects. The tortoise is shrouded in the nightmare demon sect mountain gate. It is supported by a large array built by the power of the ten demon sects, and the scope of activities is only a few dozen. inside!

And outside of that formation, there was an army of cultivators more than ten times as large as the Demon Dao, encircling the entire formation.

"Break the formation as soon as possible, the devil's thief has wolf ambition, and can't drag it anymore!" A majestic voice resounded in the ears of many spiritual practitioners outside the formation.

Immediately more than a hundred war drums were sounded, and the flying formations leaned toward the final demon formation to break the formation. At the same time, more than a hundred thousand cultivators worked together to break the formation with all their strength.

When the Demon Dao Array was broken open, it was the day when the Middle-earth Demon Dao was destroyed.

After more than ten days, the final defensive formation of the magic way was blasted through a hole, and it was like a flood that burst a bank. The entire formation was disintegrated in less than ten breaths, and the spiritual cultivation of the sky came down, everywhere. Five or six people, even more than a dozen people of the same rank besieged one person.

After all, the human world is dominated by spiritual energy. Once spiritual cultivation is united, magic cultivation can't compete at all, only being crushed!

"Puff!" A blue flying sword flashed away, and an ordinary-looking female nun was pierced through her chest by a sword, which directly shattered her heart. She fell feebly from mid-air and fell onto a piece of gravel. She focused hard. The look, the look in the eyes is still dissipating.

"Boom." With a sound, another broken body fell from the sky, and the corner of the female nun's mouth slightly twitched. Being able to die so close to the long-admired Senior Brother Qingyu, Huangquan Road was not alone.

But at the moment when the female cultivator's mentality completely disappeared, she caught a glimpse of a golden light falling from the sky, and then the senior Qingyu who was in the Dan formation stage twisted his extremely distorted limbs, slowly climbed up, and there was a path outside his body. Profound golden veins.