The Second Immortal Road

Sitting on Han Ming’s shoulders, Gui Ying frowned, looking at the bottom of his feet in confusion, and forgot to bite the corpse of the sister in his hand. As soon as the little hand was loosened, the corpse of the sister was Falling to the ground, bloody.

"This feels so strange, it's both disgusting and wanting to get close!" Gui Ying muttered to herself.

Han Ming paid more attention to the Ghost Infant, feeling a little surprised. The Ghost Infant usually laughs, kills and decisively, and seems moody, but after these days of understanding, Han Ming can still roughly see his character.

This Ghost Infant’s vision should be very broad, far beyond the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. The'big events' in the eyes of the ordinary cultivator are trivial things that are not worth mentioning, such as the countless secret realms and secret treasures of this Fallen Immortal. It doesn't care at all!

This is the first time Han Ming saw the solemn look of Gui Ying, his small face collapsed, and his face was full of seriousness, which made Han Ming feel a little tight in his heart, for fear that the Gui Ying was in a bad mood to **** him. Two mouthfuls of blood.

"Go, go down and take a look!" Gui Ying patted Han Ming's hair and ordered.

Han Ming nodded, and walked forward, while the old ghost of Tier 9 also raised his foot and followed Han Ming's back.

Soon Han Ming and others saw a stone staircase that looked unusual, exuding a bright white light, and thirty or forty bronze lions with missing arms and legs were sitting on both sides.

"There seems to be a strong restriction on this stone ladder, seniors, shall we go forward!" Han Ming stopped before the stone ladder on the stage, and asked with some hesitation.

"Well, there is indeed a restriction, it seems that there are some doorways!" Guiying frowned and looked at the stone ladder in front, tilted his head and thought, then got up, stepped forward, and disappeared from Han Ming's shoulder. NS.

In the next instant, only a sound of "peng" was heard, and the chubby figure of the ghost infant appeared on the stone ladder. It was planted from mid-air, and fell firmly on the stone stairs, throwing the hard world into it. There was a trace of cracks.

Gui Ying stood up slowly, twisted his broken neck, grinned, "Magnetic gravity, it's kind of interesting, but that's it!"

Gui Ying lifted himself up, then clenched his small fist, and slammed down the stone ladder at his feet, suddenly making a deafening sound, and the surrounding buildings began to shake violently, as if a mountain collapsed and cracked.

With Guiying’s fist as the center, circles like cracks in a spider web spread out quickly, stretching for ten feet before slowly stopping.

With the power of a punch, Gui Ying half-destroyed the stone ladder, but Gui Ying seemed very dissatisfied. Some accidents did not directly destroy the formation without a punch.

"Interesting, I still underestimate this formation, and can absorb spiritual power and repair itself!" The ghost infant squatted, holding his small chin, and looking at the slowly healing stone ladder.

After groaning for a while, Gui Ying put his chubby little hand on the stone ladder, closed his eyes and slowly sensed. At first, his complexion was very calm and calm, but after a while, his face changed a lot, and he closed his little hand. return.

"I said there is some familiar taste. It turned out to be Absolute Spirit Power, but what is Absolute Spirit Power? Why can't I remember it again!" Gui Ying patted his little head vigorously, with a look of annoyance on his face.

The ghost infant stood on the edge of the stone ladder and patted his head, but the bronze lions on both sides of the stone ladder did not mean that the ghost infant opened their lantern-sized eyes together because they destroyed the stone ladder, or for other reasons. Looking at the ghost baby on the edge of the stone ladder.

"Oh, oh, oh." With a series of low roars, thirty or forty bronze lions moved their paws at the same time, and came to the Guiying side.

The bronze lion was very moving, and the ghost infant was awakened from the distraction. It looked sideways at dozens of lions around it, and raised its hand without thinking about it, brushing out a dark golden sword light, and it disappeared in a flash. Slashed on the bodies of two bronze lions.

"Ding ding dang dong!" A series of purple sparks burst out, and a purple scar appeared on the chest of the two bronze lions. It was about two feet deep and four or five feet long. However, such a wound could have a dozen or so on the body. For Zhang’s bronze lion, it was barely a skin injury.

The body of this bronze lion is unreasonably hard, even the magic weapon of the Yuan Ying-period monk can only barely injure it, but it can't be killed.

Glancing at the two bronze lions that were almost intact, the ghost infant smiled coldly, and gently pinched there, the purple wounds on the chests of the two bronze lions began to stretch, and at the same time there was a strange purple on them. flame.

As soon as the ghost infant pinched the tactics, he only heard "Hula." The wisps of purple flames burst out in an instant, forming a ten-foot-long purple fire, which burned ragingly, and the tongue of the flame rushed out ten feet, bringing two bronze lions. It's completely enveloped.

The purple flame came quickly and went faster, but it was only a short breath, and then slowly extinguished. It seemed that it had never appeared before, but the two bronze lions with only sporadic skeletons proved the power of the purple flame. .

With a sound of "Boom.", two bronze lions slowly fell to the ground with broken skeletons, second only to the strength of the Yuanying period, and the bronze lion whose body is comparable to the magic weapon of the Yuanying period, was burned in just one breath.

"Ghost Sacred Fire!" Han Ming opened his eyes wide, completely unable to believe his eyes, he saw this ghostly Sacred Fire once again, still in this remote Netherbone Continent.

The first time I saw this kind of ghost sacred fire was in the north of the land, in the ancient city under the capital of Jiang Kingdom, where there is an old ghost whose strength is comparable to the fifth-order ghost king, and there is also a vague ghost prince, all of whom can use this The ghost fire, and the ghost fire now displayed by the ghost, are clearly of the same origin, but the power of the original flame is far inferior to that of the ghost.

According to Chun'er, the old ghost in the underground city used to display the rudiment of the ghost sacred fire, but now the ghost sacred fire is definitely the authentic ghost sacred fire. The monks in the Yuan Ying period are afraid to avoid it when they encounter it. A terrible flame that is not as good as it is!

Han Ming's guess on the strength of the ghost infant has once again reached a new level. This ghost infant may be stronger than the old zombie of Wangfeng Corpse.

Gui Ying glanced sideways at the surrounding bronze lions, and was about to continue to use his methods, but at this moment, the whole stone ladder suddenly roared, and there were waves of black and green gas around it. Ghost infants rushed over.

The black and green gas quivered slightly, and it entangled the ghost infant, but with the help of the ghost infant, he couldn't escape for a while.

At the same time, with the sound of "Cuckoo!", the thirty-odd bronze lions actually started to fit together, one tired and the other, and soon became a huge bronze beast with a height of more than a hundred feet.

The bronze behemoth violently raised its paws, and grabbed the ghost infant who was bound by the black and green gas. The paws had not arrived yet, and the oppressive aura had arrived first, blowing the ghost infant’s wide black robe and hunting. .

The strength of this giant bronze beast is clearly strong to a certain extent, even the Tier 10 monster beast is afraid that it is not an opponent in front of it.

Han Ming's eyes widened, looking at the stone ladder in a daze, and the ninth-order old ghost behind him was the same, not much better than Han Ming. Obviously, this person and ghost didn't dare to face the sudden change in front of him. Believe that this stone ladder is so powerful, it has created the existence of the bronze behemoth.

The ninth-order old ghost behind Han Ming stared at the bronze behemoth, while Han Ming focused his main mental energy on the black and green gas trapping the ghost infant, his eyes were full of doubts, and the black and green gas gave him The feeling is so peculiar, it is actually attracting the body of Warcraft.

Touching a looming black scale on his right arm, Han Ming's brows wrinkled completely. The monster body wanted to overwhelm the human body and gain the initiative of this body. Han Ming had a hunch, if it weren't for the body of the monster body, the blood was great. The damage, at this time, was afraid that it had manifested itself, and rushed over it voluntarily.

"Yin Ming Qi!" Gui Ying glanced at the black-green gas **** on his body, her small face turned out to be panicked, struggling hard, but she didn't expect the black-green gas tied tighter and tighter.

"Boom!" With the deafening roar, the paws of the bronze behemoth had fallen, and the sturdy ghost infant who was trapped by the black and green gas was slapped under it.

"Lord Heavenly Ghost!" The ninth-order old ghost behind Han Ming screamed, ran forward, stood on the edge of the ladder, and was about to cast a spell to distract the bronze behemoth.

A gleam of bright color flashed through Han Ming's eyes. If this ghost infant died here, wouldn't it be a big surprise. He seized the opportunity and, with his means, desperately died from the hands of a ninth-order old ghost. There is still a little bit of certainty to escape, and there are too many monks around here, so they shouldn't die!

Surrounded by dozens of monks whose strength is comparable to fake babies, the ninth-order old ghost can only retreat!

The bronze behemoth slowly raised its huge claws, revealing a mass of blood-colored paste below.

The bright color in Han Ming's eyes is thicker. With just a blow, the ghost infant seems to be photographed into fleshy flesh. This kind of injury is useless even if it has an indestructible body. He is dead. Han Ming slowly mobilizes his mana, ready to Seize the opportunity to escape.

The ninth-rank old ghost on one side looked bleak, what's the matter, their backer, trained by the heavenly ghosts, exhausted resources, just inexplicably died on a stone ladder.

This old ghost is totally unacceptable. Why can the monks of the Taiyi school pass through, but their Heavenly Ghosts can’t get through it. This is completely unreasonable. The ninth-order old ghost doesn't think Taiyi's strength can be compared to the ghost infant~www. wuxiamtl.com~ Could it be that the Lord Tiangui attacked the stone ladder just now, and what happened? "The ninth-order old ghost thought so.

Han Ming gathered his whole body mana secretly, holding the thunder ball in one hand, pinching the tactics in the other hand, preparing to release the flying sword and the imperial sword, and flew away. But at this moment, a familiar childlike voice was between him and the ninth-order old ghost. Ringing in my ears.

"This stone ladder is a bit weird. If you can't get through, just wander around, and the ghost will go in alone!" Gui Ying's somewhat faint figure stood at the other end of the stone ladder, and glanced at Han Ming and Bai Ni. He walked straight to the hall behind the stone ladder and slowly pushed open the huge bronze door.

At this time, the fleshy flesh and blood on the stone ladder turned into a faint ghost and dissipated. It looked like the ghost infant. It was clear that the ghost infant used a similar method to replace the death talisman. .

The ghost infant was not dead, Han Ming immediately put away the means, and did not immediately run away.

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