The Second Immortal Road

　　 Looking at the black storage bag in his hand, Han Ming's mouth curled up again with a smile.

In the previous ghost prince storage bag, Han Ming received five natural flowers, which are extremely valuable and completely filled the loss of his spiritual weapon, and this ghost emperor’s storage bag is no better than the ghost prince storage. The low value of the things in the bag is very likely to give him a great surprise!

　　 Han Ming repeated his old skills and continued to poke his divine sense into it. He had to clean up the marks left by the ghost of the imperial robe, then open the storage bag and take out all the contents.

I thought that this storage bag belonged to the powerful imperial robe ghost, but it was dead after all, and its soul flew away. The intensity of the imprint in this storage bag was greatly weakened. It was not too difficult to crack. It took a day or two. Kung fu is enough.

　　 But the facts are not like Han Ming imagined. The strength of the imprint in this storage bag is far beyond his estimation. He used his mental power to crack a quarter of an hour without weakening the imprint.

　　 Han Ming secretly estimated that if he really wanted to break the storage bag forcibly only by relying on his own mana and mental power, it would take at least a few months, and it is likely that it would take months to break it.

　　 held the storage bag in his hand, looked left and right, and found nothing wrong, Han Ming couldn't help but sighed silently, then retracted it into his sleeve.

"It's really puzzling. Didn't the ghost emperor disappear on the spot, why the prohibition mark of its storage bag is so strong!" Han Ming muttered to himself, a little depressed on his face, guarding such a There may be a treasure trove of amazing value, but it cannot be opened.

However, Han Ming still didn’t pay much attention to it. He was just a storage bag. When he returned to the sect, there was always a way to open it. Not to mention that the ghost emperor was already gone, but the ghost emperor did not. If he died, he could also find some auxiliary methods for the side door and force it to break open.

Han Ming put away a clerical object, and concealed the traces on the ground clearly and cleanly. He was together, released the flying cloud boat, dived into the white clouds in the sky, and galloped in one direction. Looking at the direction, it was not a rising star. The direction of the mountains.

　　 At the same time, on a wasteland thousands of miles away, a black-scale monster with bat wings on its back was gently floating in the air, gently flapping the pair of bat wings the size of a few feet.

　　 This black scaly monster was surrounded by pitch-black devil energy, and the whole body constantly revealed a wicked and cruel aura, which looked extremely permeating.

This black scale monster was raising his right arm at this time, staring at his arm with cold eyes, looking at the corpse of the white robe youth still hanging on his arm, letting a trail of blood follow his scales. The gap between the armors fell down, soaking half of his body.

"Huh, how can you escape when the soul is still exhausted!" The black scale monster waved its arm suddenly, and instantly shattered the corpse of the white robe youth hanging on the arm, and the corpse fell to the ground. .

　　 The black scale monster stuffed a slightly beating heart in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, and then gave birth to a long blood-red tongue and licked his lips.

At the moment when the black scale monster cut the white robe youth to death, in a hall above a main peak of the Ten Thousand Sword Gate of the Shengxing Mountain Range, a long-bearded middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and took out a piece with a wave of his hand. The shattered jade plaque suddenly showed an expression of anger.

"Dare to kill my soul, dare to hurt my son's life, this seat will take an oath today, no matter who you are, no matter what position you have, no matter you are at the end of the world, when my baby is successfully born, it will be you. When his life is lost!" The long-bearded middle-aged man rushed into his crown, gritted his teeth and swore.

At this time, the black scale monster glanced at the broken corpse under his feet, and after thinking about it, he waved his hand and sucked the two storage bags above the broken corpse into his hand, one gold and one white, and then it broke directly. After opening the prohibition mark on it, the divine sense penetrated into it, and checked it leisurely, without knowing that he had been targeted by a fake infant monk, but even if he knew it, he was afraid that he would just laugh it off. He didn't care at all, it was just a fake baby cultivator, and when his strength recovered, he didn't squeeze to death at will.

"Although the ghost body has been destroyed this time, just in case the substitutes cultivated are also destroyed, the 10,000-year plan can be said to be destroyed once, but fortunately, I have already had an experience and the blood altar of all souls. Re-arrangement shouldn’t take ten thousand years for such a long time, as long as a thousand years is enough! What we have to do now is to restore our strength quickly, even if we can’t restore all our strength, but at least it must be able to reach the level of this realm, so that it can be large-scale without hindrance. Blood sacrifice, re-condensate a suitable ghost!" The black scale monster murmured.

The black scale monster released a black magic fire at the broken corpses on the ground for a while, and easily burned those corpses into a burst of blue smoke. After that, they raised their eyes and looked in a certain direction. They were full of cold colors and mixed with them. Many killing intent.

"Destroyed the deity’s ghost, grabbed the deity’s storage bag, and just wanted to leave? It’s really whimsical, but the speed of escape is quite fast, and it ran so far in a short time. Fortunately, the induction is timely. , Otherwise, even if the storage bag is on you, the distance is too far to be difficult to track!" The black scale monster slightly pinched a trick, and a devilish energy hovered around its body, forming a compass-like thing with two on it. Smaller, one is moving slowly, and the other is still~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black scale monster smiled evilly, shaking the bat wings, flashing towards the front, very fast, but just a few blinks, that’s Flew out more than a hundred feet.

　　 But at this moment, a white aura shot from the direction of the capital, and it stopped at a place more than a hundred meters away from the black scale monster.

　　 Of course, the black scale monster found this very powerful descent of mana fluctuations. He frowned slightly and then stopped, suspended in the air, and confronted the white aura.

　　 The white aura gradually dissipated, revealing a big beauty in a palace robe with picturesque brows and snow-like skin, who is not Han Ming’s late Uncle Qiao.

　　 "Ancient Demon!" Qiao Yushan saw the specific appearance of the black scale monster in front of him. He was suddenly shocked. Before thinking about it, he released a big bell and covered himself in it, his face was full of seriousness.

　　 "It turned out to be just in the early stage of pill formation, and the deity thought that something tricky character had come." The black scales also saw the cultivation of Qiao Yu's shirt, his brows gradually eased, and at the same time a cold color appeared on his face.

　　 "Hmph, your mana isn't very good, right? It's no more than the level of the early and mid-stage pill formation." Qiao Yushan frowned when he heard the words, and said coldly.

"Huh, the deity still has important things to do. There is no time to delay with you. You should take your life." The black scale monster smiled, his wings suddenly spread, and his whole body was anxious towards Qiao Yu's shirt in an instant. Pounced.

　　 "Hmph, it's a big tone, but I want to learn your skills!" Qiao Yushan raised his eyebrows, waved his hand and released an ancient golden long sword, greeted him with a piece of golden sword aura.

　　The ancient demons have great reputations, and Qiao Yushan is not a reckless person. Fang released a powerful secret treasure as soon as he shot it.