The Second Immortal Road

Looking sideways at the ghost hand on his shoulder, Han Ming had a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and Yang Tian sighed in sorrow. He said to himself: "I have changed, I have changed a long time ago. It's not the boy who didn't know anything."

"This illusion has reached the illusion born from the heart, and even aroused my demons. The level is outrageous. I am trapped in the Yuan Ying stage. I am afraid that it will not be easy to wake up and get out of trouble!" Han Ming glanced around, He smiled slightly at the white ghost on the side.

Putting his hand out, grabbing the white ghost by the neck like lightning, and lifting it up, Han Ming said coldly: "Unfortunately, you are not a big brother, but you have been disguising a ghost that looks like a skin. I can't see through it!"

"Junior Brother, what are you doing, you want to kill me? You want to kill me, you forgot who saved you before!" The white ghost looked at Han Ming incredulously, struggling desperately, but couldn't get out. Han Ming's arm.

With a slight effort with one hand, the white ghost king's throat was twisted, and his body was also smashed by Han Ming with a mana sword, dissipating invisible, whether he was a Tier 5 ghost king or any other ghost, he would undoubtedly die.

Han Ming didn't even look at the dissipated white ghosts. He continued to look at the surrounding environment and wanted to rush out quickly. After all, Bai Ni was still outside, and he was dealing with the ‘timing’ alone.

But Han Ming didn't have a lot of surroundings for a long time, and he felt as if he was being stared at by something terrifying, like a man on his back.

Han Ming turned his head abruptly and left where he saw two feet away. A plump, blood-red baby was sitting on the ground, staring straight at him, as if looking at a very delicious prey.

"Wow, wow, wow, what a cruel heart, just killed it like this, aren't you afraid of killing it wrong, where did I reveal a flaw? These are all made up based on the deepest fluctuations in your heart!" Little baby He grinned and met Han Ming's eyes.

Seeing this little baby close at hand, Han Ming instantly exploded his hair. He felt in an instant that this little baby was not something he could deal with. It was definitely a very strong existence, and the pressure on him was stronger than that of Rakshasa. Female, Feng Qingyang is even stronger, even a little bit like the corpse Wangfeng old zombie.

Han Ming violently raised his leg and escaped for twenty feet. Although this distance is not a big deal for the cultivator during the pill formation stage, it has no effect on this little baby, but this will make Han Ming feel a little bit. Peace of mind, a bit of self-deception.

"I ask you something, why is it so cruel, just kill it directly, don't you be afraid of killing it wrong!" The horrible words of the little baby came in Han Ming's ears and poured into Han Ming's head.

Han Ming looked sideways and saw that the souls were all gone. The little baby sat on his shoulders at some point, with two small fat arms half-wrapping his neck, smiling'sincerely', showing two zombie teeth. Little Huya.

Han Ming poked his hand abruptly and was about to grab the baby and throw it away, but the baby smiled, opened his mouth, and bit down his throat.

In front of the baby’s teeth, the metal body, which is usually difficult to damage, is like soft tofu. It is easily pierced without any obstruction. A large amount of blood is swallowed into the baby’s stomach.

Han Ming felt that he couldn't move anymore. The difference in strength was too great. The little baby imprisoned him at will. No matter how he urged the molten gold body or other spells, he couldn't move a bit.

And this little baby is too weird. The blood that sucked him was not the human body, but the blood of the monster body hidden under the human body.

Han Ming felt very bitter. After the game was over, the body of the beast was pitted by the blood jade spider. It was originally a blood loss, but it has not recovered. Now it is swallowed by this little baby, fearing that it will die.

Later Han Ming found out that he was thinking too much. When he met this little baby, whether he could live or not was a matter of two things. If he was cut off with a single knife, there might be a ray of life in addition to the phantom body, and the other two bodies would be dead. Now, it doesn't matter how much the blood of the monster body is lost, it doesn't matter whether it is destroyed or not.

However, contrary to Han Ming's expectation, the little baby sucked about 30% of the remaining blood of his beast body, and would not devour it anymore.

"It's so delicious blood, but it's a pity that I have some loss, not much blood, so I should raise it well, and then **** it!" The little baby touched his belly contentedly, and licked the corners of his mouth with his little scarlet tongue. A drop of blood.

"Let's go, cruel fellow, you will be the exclusive blood bank of the ghost master in the future, and you will be raised in vain and fat!" The little baby sat on Han Ming's shoulders, pulled Han Ming's ears, and pointed. Front.

The little baby didn't seem to want to kill himself, Han Ming was amnesty, he decisively served softly, leaving the green hills without worrying about firewood, and said in a low tone: "Senior, your illusion hasn't been removed yet, I can't get out. what."

"This illusion is not made by the ghost master. The ghost master just sees you as interesting, so come in and play with you." The little baby stretched out his chubby hand and made a move at a certain place. Going to the barren and barren land of the Fallen Immortal, "Next, the ghost master will come to see another interesting girl. It seems to have some origins."

When the illusion disappeared, Han Ming saw Bai Ni in the distance and the "Timing" standing in front of Bai Ni. At this time, the two of them looked a little strange. Against the violent breath on his body.

There seems to be something wrong with Bai Ni, and ‘timing’ is helping him suppress it.

When the illusion was broken,'Timing' suddenly turned her head and looked at Han Ming in amazement. It was obvious that she had never expected that a young cultivator in the formation stage would be able to break her illusion. This was really unbelievable.

‘Timing’ looked at Han Ming, her pupils shrank slightly, she saw the little baby on Han Ming’s shoulder, the little baby actually gave her a very dangerous feeling, as if it could pinch her to death later.

Turning his eyes, ‘Timing’ twirled his sleeves, wrapped the unconscious Bai Ni and walked into the distance without saying a word.

"Huh, still want to go in front of the ghost?" The little baby Jiejie on Han Ming's shoulder gave a chuckle, and lightly grabbed the direction of the escape from ‘Timing’.

A blood-colored ghost claw of more than a hundred feet fell on the top of the head of Timing, and snapped together, violently under the claw, the tip of the claw, faintly carrying five delicate spatial cracks, this blow has faintly exceeded here. The strength of space.

"Go!"'Timing' grabbed Bai Ni, yelled softly, a giant three-color flower appeared all over his body, and then a cloud of blood mist was exploded on the spot, the light flashed violently, and the'Timing' was distracted with Bai Ni. Disappeared in the same place, the blood-colored giant claw fell in the empty space.

"It's another cruel man. In order for his spiritual sense to run, he actually detonated the possessed person's body and performed blood escape!" The little baby curled his mouth, raised his hand, and the **** giant palm returned.

Han Ming opened his eyes wide~www.wuxiamtl.com~ secretly glanced at the baby on his shoulder, his face was full of sluggishness. I am afraid that the strength of this baby is really comparable to that of the corpse Wangfeng and the old zombie. With a subsequent blow, the primordial infant stage monk of'Timing' escaped.

The little baby waved, and there was another chubby white baby in his hand, grinning, revealing two sharp fangs and a scarlet tongue.

"Ah." Timing Yuan Ying screamed, struggling desperately, but it was useless at all, Yuan Ying's exclusive teleport technique could not be used at all.

The diversion of the Holy Spirit who had brought him by the time sequence ran away with Bai Ni, but the Yuan Ying of the time sequence was left behind.

"Kacha." The little baby bit off half of the head of the Yuan Ying in one bite, chewed it indiscriminately, and swallowed it.

Han Ming was a little dumbfounded, and a live Nascent Soul was swallowed just like this. Where is this little baby sacred? Where did it come from? It's so heaven-defying!

"Although it's not as good as your blood, it tastes pretty good." The little baby commented. He also looked at Han Ming's neck, swallowed and spit, and did not continue to squeeze Han Ming's monster blood. He was sucked to death. It will be gone in the future, and we have to raise it.

Han Ming heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the little baby like this.

Just as Han Ming was thinking about how to close the relationship with the little baby so that the other party no longer wanted to kill him, several black figures flew from the sky. All the cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage were all ghost cultivators.

The primordial infant stage of Tianguimen.

"See you Lord Tiangui!" All the Guixiu bowed their hands to the little baby on Han Ming's shoulders. I want to talk about "{?$article_title?}" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find friends~

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