The Second Immortal Road

　　 Han Ming felt the spatial fluctuations, and suddenly panicked. He didn't even want to activate the crystal jade cloak, suddenly accelerated, and wanted to escape.

In an emergency, Han Ming’s whole body’s power was mobilized, causing his speed to increase drastically, and it was a distance of five or six feet to escape, but before Han Ming had any slack, the strange fluctuations Followed like a tarsal maggot, and suddenly became violent.

　　 Han Ming only felt that there was a blur in front of his eyes, and the sky was spinning again, and his whole person just disappeared from the same place.

　　 On the inner city square, the light of a formation flashed slightly, and Han Ming staggered out, but before he could cast a spell to escape, he was firmly trapped by a **** tentacle that had been guarding here a long time ago.

　　 As soon as the tentacles contracted suddenly, Han Ming was dragged towards the direction of the altar.

As soon as Han Ming used his mana abruptly, he wanted to forcibly break away from the blood-colored tentacles, but the tentacles seemed ordinary, but in fact they were extremely weird. Whether Han Ming used the techniques of the cultivator, or used some explosive methods in the martial arts, it was nothing. Can't stop this scarlet tentacle.

　　 Looking at the half-mutilated ghost on the altar and the stiff black hair, Han Ming couldn't maintain his composure, his face showed a very flustered expression.

　　 No accident happened. Han Ming was pulled onto the altar by the **** tentacles, and hung in front of the ghost in the imperial robe like a lamb.

"Emperor, don't blame the father for being cruel, but the origin of the ghost of the father is scattered, if you don't use your ghost of the same homology as a filling, I am afraid it will dissipate in half an hour!" The ghost of the royal robe is silent In a whisper, a silent move towards Han Ming's right hand was to easily **** the vague ghost spirit in Han Ming's hand.

　　 "Father, please forgive me, don't do it." When Fuzzy Ghost heard the imperial robe Guixiu's words, he suddenly seemed to have realized something, and immediately heard waves of soul fluctuations, and kept begging for mercy.

"The emperor can't bear the ghost of my father and my ghost dissipating, after all, for this special ghost, the price paid by the father is too great, even if I betrayed myself, I won't watch my father helplessly when I want to come to the emperor. The years of painstaking efforts will disappear!" The ghost in the imperial robe looked at the vague ghost in his hand, and there was a little bit of unbearableness in the remaining one-eyed.

　　 "Father, no, father..." The vague ghost hadn't finished begging for mercy. The imperial robe ghost shook his palm and immediately shattered his soul into a cloud of faint smoke!

The ghost in the imperial robe shattered the blurred ghost, there was no more intolerable color on his face, and only coldness was left in his eyes. He stretched out the remaining ghost, and shattered the smoke after the ghost of the blurred ghost. Qi pulls into all parts of his body.

　　 As the imperial robe Guixiu merged the ghost fragments of the fuzzy ghost into his body, the ghost body that it had been dissipating and dissolving began to stabilize, and the power that eroded its ghost body seemed to be blocked.

　　 After the ghost body temporarily stabilized, the imperial robe ghost image stopped taking care of the surrounding affairs. It sat up slightly, arbitrarily pulling the surrounding Yin Qi to repair the damaged ghost body.

　　 The fuzzy ghost was killed, and the black hair iron stalwart kept watching, but it was so magnificent that he didn't dare to come out.

The emperor's brother was killed on the spot, or his father did it himself, the black-haired iron courage was immediately frightened. When the imperial robe ghost gathered the yin energy to repair the ghost, it dare not come out. , Has been standing on the side honestly, dare not dispose of the white robe youth and Han Ming who were tightly trapped by the **** tentacles.

Although the black-haired iron stiff did not dare to do anything, the white-robed youth and Han Ming did not feel good at all, and they did not know what the blood-colored tentacles were. The pythons in the base period are not bad either.

Feeling the terrifying pressure from the blood-colored tentacles, Han Ming suddenly felt fortunate. If he hadn't been wearing a dragon scale armor, he would have been crushed into a meatloaf at this time, but Han Ming also knew that the dragon scale armor could not Absolutely protect his safety, as long as a moment and a half pass, this dragon-scale armor will definitely be overwhelmed and strangled abruptly.

Looking at the imperial robe Guixiu who was meditating and repairing the ghost not far away, and then looked at the black-haired iron stiff with low eyebrows and some timidity, Han Ming's heart was crossed, and a trace of mana was directed at something in his hand. It’s time to use this artifact. If he doesn’t use it at this moment, he’s afraid he won’t have the chance to use it again until he dies. If he uses it now, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

"What are you doing."

Just when Han Ming injected mana into the artifact in his sleeve, the ghost of the imperial robe suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Han Ming irritably. At the same time, his mind moved, entwining the **** tentacles of Han Ming. Suddenly tightened for a while, so that the twisting force increased sharply.

　　 This sharply increased twisting force is too terrifying, even the scales of the dragon's armor made a burst of crisp noise, as if it might break completely at any time.

　　 "Of course it will kill you."

　　 Han Ming screamed, he was desperate, and regardless of the sharp increase in twisting force, he just slammed the utensils in his hand to complete the final means of excitation.

"You're looking for death." The ghost image of the imperial robe did not expect that a small cultivating cultivator would dare to make hands and feet under his nose. After hearing Han Ming's words, he was even more frightened. This forcibly increased the twisting power of the scarlet tentacles, intending to instantly kill this little disciple during the training period on the spot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But unexpectedly, the scarlet tentacles were slightly blocked. It didn't immediately strangle this little cultivating monk, just when it wanted to cast a spell to increase the power of the blood-colored tentacles again, a nearly invisible bright white pointed cone flashed past it at an incredible speed.

　　The imperial robe ghost shadow cast abruptly interrupted. It was stunned. It just wanted to speak, but before uttering a word, it suddenly exploded, turning into a black air and spreading out.

After the imperial robe ghost image exploded, the blood-colored tentacles that bound Han Ming and the many tentacles that bound the white-robed youth of Wanjianmen also exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist, covering most of the square. They were all shrouded in it, making it seem like a blood-colored world here.

The scarlet tentacles disappeared, and Han Ming fell towards the ground, but before he fell to the ground, he suddenly turned his head and stared at the black iron stiff, pushing his sleeves forward, and at the same time sneered: "Give you too Keep one and go to death."

Hei Mao Tiezheng hadn't even woken up from the explosion of the imperial robe ghost body. He heard Han Ming's grim sneer, and he whispered a bad cry, and moved behind him in a hurry without even thinking about it. Retreat.

Seeing the black-haired iron scorpion was shocked to retreat dozens of feet, Han Ming waved his hand abruptly and waved his hand at the place where the ghost of the imperial robe had disappeared, and sucked a black token into his hand. The token is not what the control token of the outer large array is, but it flew over at the same time as this token, and there is also a beautiful black storage bag.

Han Ming put away two things with a single brain, he hurriedly urged the crystal jade cloak. He moved out in an instant. After a full ten feet, he released the Feiyun Boat, flew onto it, and then madly urged Feiyun Boat. , Fleeing in the direction outside the city.