The Second Immortal Road

　　 Two years later, at the border of Nanyue State.

　　 In a cave on the edge of a steep cliff, a man in gray robes is sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. On the ground are small empty porcelain bottles.

　　 The gray-robed man's body was trembling slightly, and his face was covered with dense sweat. His expression was very hideous, as if he was enduring great pain.

The gray-robed man's expression suddenly condensed, followed by a muffled hum. A mouthful of black blood was sprayed out more than ten feet away. A few black air appeared on the gray-robed man's face, and then dense spots of poison began to appear all over his body. After about six or seven breaths, the gray-robed man's body is covered with poisonous spots the size of a coin, counting as many as five or six hundred.

　　 The pale complexion of the man in the gray robe mixed with the black air covering his face, and it looked very strange.

　　The gray-robed man sitting cross-legged gave another muffled snort, and a big mouthful of blood was sprayed out again, but now the blood is no longer black, but green.

　　 Feeling the insane destruction of toxins in the body, the gray-robed man couldn't help but let out a wry smile. Following this development, the toxins would rush into his heart after a while, and then he would die under the poison.

The gray-robed man also knew that as long as he died, his whole body's mana would no longer fight those toxins. As long as ten breaths of effort, he would turn into a pool of pus, and even a complete bone would not be left behind. No one would know. A man named Han Ming died in this remote cave.

Han Ming's current mana and true pressure can't control the poison in his body, and although the poisonous king grass has some resistance, it takes at least one day to resist this inexplicable snake venom, and he can't hold on now. That long time.

　　 "Oh." Han Ming sighed leisurely, and slowly moved to the edge of the cave, quietly leaning on the stone wall behind him, looking into the distance, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

　　 Another big mouthful of green blood was sprayed out, and Han Ming's breath instantly became extremely weak. At this time, he clearly felt that the poison was about to invade his heart.

　　 At the moment the poison penetrated into the heart, Han Ming's body weakened, his whole body was paralyzed to the ground, and his consciousness was completely lost.

　　……

　　 One day later, Han Ming slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he thought of was that he was saved, but he turned his head and glanced around and found that he was still in the cave and there were no other people.

Han Ming hurriedly looked inwardly at his physical condition, but found that the poison that almost killed him before had disappeared without a trace. Han Ming frowned and looked inside his body carefully, only to find himself The heart part has a surviving medicinal property.

Han Ming is still smart. He knew the reason for his survival after a little thought. 80% of Hua Lao used the technique of planting medicine to plant a top-notch detoxification pill in his heart. When there is a poisonous invasion In his heart, this detoxification pill will resist the poison by itself and maintain his life.

　　 Han Ming knew that the detoxification pill in his body must be very precious, otherwise it would be impossible to resist the severe poison that invaded his heart. It delayed the time and gave the poisonous king grass time to detoxify.

　　 "I didn't expect Hua Shi to plant the Poison Pill in my body. I originally thought he only planted it for the big brother!" Han Ming stood up slowly, looking into the distance with a somewhat complicated expression.

　　 About half an hour later, Han Ming turned his head and looked at the black scorpion not far away that had been chopped into dozens of segments long ago. It was this black scorpion that almost killed him.

　　 "Hmph, this must be a monster, its strength is not very good, but the toxicity is really unheard of!"

　　……

　　 One and a half years later.

In an unknown desert, Han Ming stood on a low mound with a fierce expression on his face. There was a small orange fireball floating on each of his right five fingers and fingertips, and a three or four inches in the palm of his left hand. The long wind blade slowly rotated.

Hundreds of feet around Han Ming, dozens of blue giant wolves surrounded him. In addition to the dozen pure blue wolves, there was also a wolf king with a pinch of white hair on his forehead. He barked his teeth and grinned.

　　 The smallest of these giant wolves is half a foot tall, and the largest white wolf king is a full one foot high and more than three feet long. In front of the group of green wolves, Han Ming's figure looks very weak.

　　 "Wow..." The white wolf king screamed to the sky, and the group of green wolves rushed towards Han Ming, with a tendency to tear him to pieces in an instant.

　　 The white wolf king gritted his teeth, and then also rushed towards Han Ming, far beyond the speed of those blue wolves, the white wolf queen came first, and the distance with Han Ming was quickly shortened.

　　 Han Ming couldn't help being surprised when he saw that the White-haired Wolf King was so fast, he threw the wind blade technique in his hand without thinking about it, and at the same time the five small fireballs flew towards the three green wolves.

The three green wolves bared their teeth, and then easily avoided the not-so-fast fire bomb on one side, and then continued to rush towards Han Ming unabated, but at this time the three green wolves were under silver light. Flashed.

　　 These three blue wolves were cut off by two in an instant, and one of the blue wolves' hind legs was cut off completely, and they could only whine in place.

The White Wolf King saw a wind blade flying towards him, and it directly ejected a white light that instantly shattered the wind blade. When he turned his head, he saw two green wolves being killed. It couldn't help but stop. Coming down, squatted on the spot and looked at Han Ming.

　　 "Illness." Han Ming waved his hand, and the silver light flew back to him, flying around him, forcing the blue wolves not to approach.

　　 "Wow" The White Wolf King gave a long roar.

Hearing the howling of the wolf king, the eyes of the dozen green wolves became blood red, and then rushed towards Han Ming fiercely, while the white wolf king kept spitting out from a distance. An astonishing white light bombarded Han Ming.

Han Ming saw a trace of fierceness flashing in his eyes, and with a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, the silver light around him flew towards a dozen green wolves, while his feet were constantly flashing, avoiding the approaching blue wolves. The white light emitted by the wolf and the wolf king.

　　……

　　 Six months later, somewhere on the edge of the Gobi.

　　 Han Ming turned into an afterimage and ran forward, while behind him was chasing a few giant black scorpions.

　　 These black scorpions do not even have the tail size of one foot, and if you count the tail, they are three feet long. Their long tail hooks are densely covered with thin scales, and they are like boa constrictors with their heads up when they are swung.

　　 Han Ming glanced at the group of black scorpions behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Didn't he just pick a herb that has been used for hundreds of years! As for chasing him for dozens of miles.

　　 It's not that Han Ming didn't want to kill these poisonous scorpions, but that these poisonous scorpions were really hard to deal with. They were impenetrable all over, and even the silver hook magic weapon could only pierce their outer scales.

In addition to being invulnerable, the speed of these poisonous scorpions is a headache for Han Ming, and their tail hook attack speed is even more terrifying. Extremely difficult.

　　 Han Ming looked at the poisonous scorpion who was continuing to chase behind him, and after a moment of hesitation, he continued to flee.

　　 Suddenly, Han Ming's expression changed, and when he moved his feet suddenly, his whole person changed the trajectory of his progress and rushed to the side.

　　 The moment Han Ming moved away, the ground under his feet trembled, and dozens of poisonous python-like tail hooks sprang out. If Han Ming was still in place, it might have been penetrated.

　　 Cold sweat broke out on Han Ming’s head. Fortunately, he just explored the underground, otherwise I’m afraid I’m going to be planted here this time!

　　 "Hmph, I really thought I was afraid of you, then I'll take a good look at the methods of your beasts now." Han Ming stared coldly at the giant black patterned scorpion out of the soil, and then said blankly.

When Han Ming flipped his hand, a blood-colored gourd slipped out of his sleeve. He pinched the blood-colored gourd and floated in mid-air, and then a **** mist sprayed out from the mouth of the gourd. In a short while, the space of Han Ming's body was shrouded in dozens of feet.

　　 A strong smell of blood came out from the fog, making people vomit to smell it, and Han Ming retreated into the blood fog after a sneer.

　　 At this time, in addition to the giant black scorpion that came out of the soil, the giant scorpions that were chasing after Han Ming also chased up, and then directly ran into the **** fog without thinking about it.

　　 The giant scorpion plunged into the blood-colored mist, and the blood-colored mist rolled over, as if there was a big battle inside.

　　 About half an hour later, the **** mist slowly faded, and Han Ming's figure was gradually revealed. At this time, his face was extremely pale, as if prostration.

　　 And those few giant black scorpions all lay on the ground feebly, looking like they were completely angry, they were dead and transparent.

Han Ming turned and looked at the two evil spirits floating beside him, with a little bit of regret in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These two evil spirits were beaten by black-striped scorpions with missing arms and legs. The most important thing is that The poison of the black-stranded scorpion seemed to have harmed the soul body, and now the ghost bodies of these two evil spirits were slowly dissipating.

Han Ming frowned and thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to pinch the evil spirit, and the evil spirit was pinched by him. Then, with a pinch, a green wolf spirit flew out of the **** gourd. .

This green wolf has a pinch of white hair on its forehead. It looks like the white wolf king who commanded the pack of wolves to besiege Han Ming a few months ago. Han Ming casually threw the soul ball formed by the evil ghost to the white hair. The wolf king, the white wolf king swallowed two soul **** with one mouth.

"Anyway, these ghosts are unconscious spirits, unlike Chun'er, instead of dissipating, it is better to make this wolf king stronger, so that it is no longer as useless as it is now, and it can't even be released to fight." Han Mingzi Talk to himself.

　　 Han Ming waved his sleeves, a silver light flashed, and Qi Gen cut off the tail of a poisonous scorpion, and then he waved again, and the tail of the poisonous scorpion flew into his hand.

"Haha, these scorpion venoms are good things, and the flesh and blood of these poisonous scorpions will definitely increase the power of the blood evil gourd. Although these poisonous scorpions are dead, they will die soon, maybe they can still condense one or two ghosts. If it doesn’t work, just feed their broken souls to the wolf king. Something is better than nothing!” Han Ming shook his head, comforted himself, and then forcibly escaped the loss of the two evil ghosts flying away. Came out.

　　 Five months later, Han Ming stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the sea of ​​clouds billowing in the distance, he couldn't help but feel joy.

"It's been more than five years. I've been on the road every day. I don't know how many good horses I have changed. I traveled east for more than 100,000 miles. After more than a dozen life and death crises, I finally arrived, Jiang Guo." Han Ming burst into laughter. .