The Second Immortal Road

Under normal circumstances, three monks in the base-building phase can deal with a monk who is practicing at the twelfth level at the same time. The three monks in the base-building phase also think so. Although there are a lot of treasures on the opposite guy, he has a lot of treasures. Because it is the twelfth level of Qi training, it is actually placed there.

　　 The huge power gap cannot be made up by a top-level spiritual tool. After all, only the monks in the foundation period can truly exert the power of the top-level spiritual tools, and the monks in the training period can only play part of the power of the top-level spiritual tools.

Just when the three foundation-building monks thought that this kid would be bombarded and killed on the spot, the kid trapped in the wall flashed white light, and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only one and a half on the wall. A hole in the size of a meter.

　　 Han Ming disappeared from the place, and the cyan spear suddenly hit the cavity on the wall, blasting a big hole there, and broken bricks scattered all over the ground.

　　 At this time, the yellow stone ball released by the base-building cultivator dressed as the guard also knocked down the empty space, bursting open at once, exploding a very dazzling yellow light group, covering the space over four or five feet in size.

　　 "Huh." The thirteenth prince and the foundation-building monk dressed as the guards were surprised at the same time, and this kid escaped from under their noses.

　　 "Where did you go in such a short time?" The thirteenth prince scattered his consciousness and shrouded his surroundings, trying to find the little monk, but found nothing.

The figure wrapped in black cloth appeared at the place where Han Ming had disappeared. He glanced around, and couldn't help but feel puzzled. This kid's invisibility ability was a bit too powerful. They were the three foundation-building monks. I can’t find it! Does he have a mid-level super invisibility talisman?

After letting go of the divine sense, he glanced around, the figure wrapped in the black cloth sniffed his nose suddenly, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Huh, I just punched me close, so what if you can be invisible? How can I escape my dead body induction."

The figure wrapped in the black cloth clenched his fists tightly, fisted towards the entrance of the hall, and at the same time stepped forward, suddenly turned into an almost invisible phantom, and shot towards the entrance of the hall close to the hall. Away.

　　 Before the black figure man arrived, his fist wind had already hit the gate of the palace, but the gate of the palace did not break in response, but a white light flashed suddenly, and an almost invisible white figure staggered out holding a small shield.

Han Ming, who was forced out of his body by a punch, looked at the black figure that swooped in, and suddenly showed a look of horror on his face. The black figure seemed to be quite powerful in his flesh. It would not be so good if he got close again Got away.

　　 Han Ming didn't dare to hesitate, he snapped a squeeze, and the crystal jade cloak suddenly emitted a gleam of white light, which wrapped his legs.

　　 "Whoo." Han Ming moved his feet together, and suddenly turned into a bright white phantom. He moved away from the place, and the speed at which he looked at his figure turned out to be two points faster than the black figure.

　　 "There are a lot of good things!" The black figure rushed to the vicinity of the palace gate, but once again let Han Ming move away, he couldn't help but feel surprised that a monk in a training period turned out to be faster than him.

"Huh." Outside the hall more than ten meters away, Han Ming appeared, and suddenly gasped for a few breaths. Although this crystal jade cloak can temporarily increase the speed of evasion, its consumption of mana is not low, and The body was under a great load, and after using it several times in a row, there was a feeling of collapse, not to mention that he just suffered a lot of injuries.

　　 "Brother Corpse, this kid is weird, don't let him run." Seeing Han Ming ran out of the hall, the base-building monks dressed up as the thirteen princes and the guards were also shocked, and suddenly cried out.

You must know that this black-robed man is a thousand-year-old black-haired iron stiff, his whole body is abnormally hard, and ordinary spirit weapons can't break his defenses, and his movement speed is even more ghostly and abnormal. The ordinary foundation-building cultivator is not his opponent at all. The kid not only broke the black iron stalwart's defenses, but his escape speed was two points faster than the iron stalwart, which is really weird.

"Don't worry, he can't run. I don't believe he can keep at this speed." Seeing Han Ming's face became paler, the black iron stiff suddenly sneered. It was a good guess, and it accelerated at this instant. The load is very heavy, and it is not something that a Qi practicing monk can bear freely!

　　 Heimao Tiezheng realized that Han Ming couldn't keep fast, he didn't hesitate to say anything, he raised his foot again and pounced towards him.

Seeing the black cloth man rushing over again, Han Ming didn't show any panic on his face. He slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a bright white flying boat was immediately released. , Heng in midair.

　　The movement of the ghost and charm, Han Ming stepped on the flying boat, and at the same time, pinching the tactics, immediately activated the middle-level spirit stones above the flying boat's middle circle, and at the same time stimulated the shield on the flying boat.

　　 "Where are the little thief go, stay here." Heimao Tie stiff roared, flew up, and at the same time, his arms were embracing the moon, and he slammed Han Ming on the flying boat.

　　 The shield above the flying boat was smashed by the black iron zombies only after being supported for a while, and the black iron zombies were cast off without any reduction, and continued to shoot towards Han Ming on the flying boat.

　　 "Boom." With a loud noise, the black iron stiff fist hit Han Ming's completely huge bone shield.

　　 A dim dragon marking on the bone shield flashed by, and at the same time, the white light shone out, and he took the black-haired iron fist abruptly.

Although the Dragon Bone Shield blocked the black iron stiffness, Han Ming behind the Dragon Bone Shield was struck back a few steps with a dark force, and finally sat on the ground with his butt, and at the same time he spouted a big mouthful of blood. , Looks extremely embarrassed.

"Ill." Seeing Hei Mao Tiezheng raised his fist and hit it again, Han Ming suddenly let out a low drink, and the mana on his body surged out, partly towards the bone shield, and partly injected under him. In the flying boat.

"Hey, bang, bang." This time, the black iron stalwart made three punches one after another, all of which landed on the same place on the bone shield, and suddenly the light of the bone shield was darkened, as if it had been hit hard. .

　　 Han Ming was hit by An Jin again, and the whole person was overturned directly on the flying boat, and he sprayed a few more mouthfuls of blood.

　　 "Let's go." Although Han Ming was embarrassed, there was not much panic in his eyes, but he gave a low voice.

　　 As soon as Han Ming made a low voice, the white light of the spirit boat was released, and it suddenly turned into a white streamer and flew high in the sky, leaving the black iron stiff in place.

　　 "Wow." Hei Mao Tiezheng watched the flying boat fly away very quickly, and he was suddenly furious. He immediately cast a spell and fell back to the ground. After that, he fell on all fours and ran like a beast, chasing the white flying boat.

　　 The foundation-building monks dressed up as the thirteen princes and guards thought that the Black-haired Iron Zombie would definitely be able to capture Han Ming. And the battle between Heimao Tiezuo and Han Ming seems to be a long time, but in fact it is only a few moments. When these two foundation-building cultivators react and want to use their tools to help Heimao Tiezuo, then The flying boat had already flown high in the sky, throwing away their magic weapons far away.

　　 "Chasing, you can't let him run." The foundation-building monk dressed as a guard released one of his flying magic weapons, but it was a medium-grade flying boat. The speed was not as fast as Han Ming's flying boat.

　　 "Take mine." The thirteenth prince released a shuttle-like magical artifact and jumped up.

Seeing the white flying boat drifting away, the thirteenth prince was depressed. What is the origin of the monk in this small training period? Even the flying boat used is the best spiritual weapon, and the speed is not comparable to his high-grade spindle-shaped magic weapon. Got it.

　　 "I hope Brother Corpse can catch up with that kid." The foundation-building monk dressed as a guard looked at the black iron stiff leaping on the roof, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"No, Brother Corpse doesn't seem to be faster than that kid, I'm afraid it will not be easy to catch up." The thirteenth prince said, but he heard a howling from the front, he raised his eyes and looked forward. , Could not help but look surprised.

At this moment, the black hair stiffened to the sky and screamed, and his body instantly grew dark long hairs. At the same time, his body suddenly swelled, and the short time of one or two breaths became the size of ten feet. It's like a black bear running.

　　 At this time, something even more surprising happened. The milky white moonlight gathered towards the black iron stiff limbs, and finally lingered around its limbs, like four whirlpools.

　　 The four vortexes entwined the black iron stiff limbs, and their speed suddenly increased, unexpectedly faster than the jade boat flying in the air.

　　 The distance between the black-haired iron stiff and the flying boat in front of him quickly narrowed.

"Brother Corpse, what kind of secret technique is this! The speed has risen by as much as a half. It seems that he can catch up with that kid. Let's go and keep up. There are a lot of good things on that kid!" The thirteenth prince sees black. Mao Tiezheng's speed increased sharply, and he chased the shining white jade boat flying in front of him, and he was overjoyed.

　　 "Wow." The black-haired iron stiffened his limbs toward the ground and kicked the bricks on the street.

　　 With the help of great thrust, the black hair Tiezheng's whole body vacated for more than a hundred feet, like a black meteor shooting towards the white jade boat.

　　 When he approached the bright white jade boat, the black iron fists clenched his fists, and slammed the jade boat with a fierce punch. There was a tendency to shoot down the jade boat.

However, just when the jade boat was about to be bombarded, Han Ming on the boat pinched the tactics, and the bright white jade boat suddenly accelerated again, and instantly distanced itself from the black iron zombie, and then it turned into one. The unattainable streamer of the black iron stiff lased towards the distance.

　　 "Wow." The black iron fell stiffly on the ground, and chased forward a hundred feet, but saw the flying boat completely thrown away from it.

　　 Hei Mao Tiezheng watched Feizhou completely fly away, he couldn't help but roared, venting as if he punched the ground, and suddenly blasted a ten-foot-long crack in the street.

　　 After a while, a flying shuttle landed here, and the foundation-building monks dressed as the thirteen princes and guards landed here, looking at the black-haired iron stiff that had been restored to its original state.

"Who the **** is that kid? His flying spirit weapon is so amazing. It's probably a boutique among the top spirit instruments, and he also has that white cloak, top defensive armor, top shield-like spirit weapon, and that weird one. As far as wealth is concerned, even the three of us together will definitely be able to beat him." The thirteenth prince was very unwilling.

"This person is definitely not a casual cultivator. It is impossible for a casual cultivator to have such wealth! He may be a disciple of the five sects, or a member of a large-scale cultivating family, and his identity must be extraordinary. monster."

　　 The foundation-building cultivator dressed as a guard looked in the direction where Han Ming had disappeared, and couldn't help being a little depressed. The three of the foundation-building cultivators didn't stop a little cultivator at the twelfth level. It was a joke to say it.

"Huh." Heimao Tiezheng let out a black breath, and then began to say: "Don't say that these are useless, people have already run away, what shall we do next! If this little cultivator is a member of the Five Sects, then we But it was exposed. Although we are not afraid of the five sects of the foundation-building cultivators outside the city, if they call for reinforcements from the sect, our plan will be delayed!"

"Yes, this kid completely disrupted our plan when he ran away. Although the three Taoists Liu, Guan, and Zhang have found a way to crack the ten thousand skull formations, they can’t break without a ten-day effort. Let's start a big battle, we can't let go of our hands and feet!" The thirteenth prince also frowned.

"Now it seems that we can only abandon the identity of the thirteen princes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ completely hidden in the dark, thinking about it is only ten days of work, there should be no accidents!" The guard dressed up The monk during the foundation building period frowned and said.

"But if we give up this identity, we have lost the cover. The underground situation of the Prince's Mansion may not be able to hide the foundation-building cultivators of the Five Sects, especially the old monster of the Demon Sect. The fake pill is only a step away. And when I originally planned to deal with the old monster, I used the fire ball to attack, I never thought about facing the enemy, now I lose the identity of the thirteenth prince, how can I get close? Sneak attack on him!" The thirteenth prince frowned tightly, and said in disapproval.

"What if you don't give up your identity? What if the kid reported to the five monks, and they learned that the thirteenth prince was actually a fake monk during the foundation building period, how do you think you would attack the boss of the Fenmozong? Then you If you want to leave, you won’t be able to!” Heimao Tiezheng sneered, and then added: “If the boss who divided the Demon Sect in the end is really tricky, let me hold it back. If I want to come, even if I’m not his. Enemy, but you can still do it by entanglement, wait for you to solve the other people, then join me in besieging him!"

　　 "Huh." The thirteenth prince exhaled heavily and nodded reluctantly.

"It's all my fault for that kid, if it weren't for him, how could our plan be disrupted, and we still have to take such a big risk now! If I catch him, I will inevitably throw my soul into the fire! "The Thirteenth Prince said fiercely.

Hei Maotie shook his head when he saw this, and then faintly said: "This kid has a good way to escape, you may not be able to catch it! And his body seems a bit weird. The ordinary qi training monks have long been darkened by me. I was shocked, but it was just a few mouthfuls of blood!"