The Second Immortal Road

After thinking for a while, Han Ming returned to reality, looked at the antelope under his butt, and slowly said, "Tell me more about your origins."

"Yes, Master." Yiling nodded respectfully, and then slowly began to narrate.

"The little slave is a demon general of the holy sheep clan. It belongs to the demon ancestor of the gods. One day tens of thousands of years ago, because of unknown reasons, he was summoned by the winged priest to chase an unknown good fortune. Coincidentally, it fell here with a secret realm..." Yiling began to narrate in detail, but did not dare to conceal it. It was quite detailed, and it seemed that there was no deliberate concealment.

Listening to Xi Ling's account for a short while, Han Ming finally understood the turbulence of the Netherbone Continent tens of thousands of years ago for more than a hundred years, which caused the ancient world of immortal cultivation to decline from prosperity and collapse until now.

According to what Yiling said, in fact, there were about 30 demons who came to Wanling Continent at the beginning. The leader was a demon commander, and the rest were demon generals, and Yiling was one of them.

Although this group of demons descended passively at the beginning, they still traveled across borders. During the descending process, they were backlashed by space, and most of them were killed or injured. In the end, only a dozen of them survived, all of them half-wounded.

Because they all carried the aura of a different world, even if they successfully descended, they were suppressed by the world's rules of the human world, and their strength was less than one in ten. As a result, when they collided with the ancient monks, they were actually at a disadvantage.

"There is an abnormal existence among the ancient monks, who should have ascended to the immediate upper realm here long ago, but he didn't. On the contrary, he suppressed the unity of the five elements in the realm, and his strength was not much worse than that of the small slave during his heyday. The result is in his. In an ambush, our leader was suppressed." Xi Ling said slowly, her tone was quite calm, she didn't have too much anger or any other emotions, she seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with it. matter.

After tens of thousands of years of consumption, Yiling has not felt much about those things back then, and it was his deity who experienced it back then. Now he is only dividing the soul. Strictly speaking, the division of the soul and the deity are actually Not alone.

Since ancient times, it's not uncommon to distract the soul or distract to strengthen the body and bite the body!

Han Ming nodded, and what Xi Ling said was consistent with what he had learned. The venerable one who wanted to come was suppressed under the Nether Demon Pool, and died together with the Qi Huang Ba Zi and the old Taoist priest!

And through the blood soul card, Han Ming also knew that Yiling didn't have a lie, and what it said was true.

"After that, those ancient monks didn't know where they got a set of refining methods for the extremely powerful Tongtian Town Demon Buddha Treasure, and relied on the resources of the entire continent to refine a set of lowest-level imitations. As a result, the final battle , Our disabled demons will be destroyed by a single blow, and only the little slave escaped. It didn't take long to die on the small island before, and only a ray of divided soul has survived to this day." Slowly said, "Some of the demon generals who came down together were lawless and robbed a lot of cauldrons, leaving a lot of mixed blood between humans and demons, which can be regarded as a back hand. The hybrid descendants of the human and demons were released, and then I met the mistress and the young master you."

Han Ming nodded and continued to listen, but the next thing was not the experience of Yiling, but listening to his guess that the events before their demon descended also involved this black giant mountain.

"This huge black mountain is called the sacred mountain. It existed before the slaves and the others came here. There are two in total. It should be the dojo of two big men with hands and eyes. This is just one of them, and the other is not far from here. , Was pressed in the secret realm where our demons descended together, and overlapped together." Yiling continued to speak.

Han Ming nodded and listened for another quarter of an hour before nodding, closing his eyes and thinking.

For this black sacred mountain, Xi Ling didn't know much, and the ancient monks didn't know much. They only knew that it was the dojo of the strongest. The two sacred mountains were competing against each other, seemingly in a battle.

"Back then, the little slave faintly heard some rumors that the masters of the two black mountains were fighting for a chance. As for what the chance was, the little slave has no way of knowing." Yi Ling said in a low voice.

"Then you know the role played by the mistress." Han Ming asked with a straight expression.

After guessing through numerous signs, Han Ming felt that the previous female Luohu should have fought with one of the two Black Mountain masters. The sword mark and the broken palm of Luohu in the sword mark are the evidence, and that eye possesses the blood of Luohu. Magic Lake is also evidence.

Hearing Han Ming's question about the female Luo Hu, a trace of hesitation appeared on Yi Ling's face, as if she was thinking about whether she should say something next.

Through the blood soul brand, Han Ming clearly felt the mood swings of Yiling. When he raised his brow, he said directly: "If you have anything to say, I still won't condemn you, Young Master!"

"The little slave is offended. In fact, there is something about the mistress. The little slave does not know too much, but once happened to hear a conjecture proposed by our leader, the Venerable. The two masters of Montenegro There is an adjudicator to win the battle, and that adjudicator is a demon overhaul. As a result, the last two Black Mountain masters discovered that they were deceived by the Demon Dao overhaul, and they started with the Demon Dao overhaul, but it turned out to be together with the two Black Mountain masters. Falling down." Yi Ling said slowly, her eyes slanted while she was speaking, and she peeked hard at Han Ming's expression on her back, as if she wanted to see why.

"The Demon Dao overhaul you mentioned is suspected to be the mistress?" Han Ming said with a weird expression.

"It wasn't the little slave who guessed it, it was the previous leader who guessed it, it's not about the little slave!" Xi Ling added quickly, clearing her own responsibility.

Han Ming waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I didn't intend to blame you, I know, you can concentrate on climbing up the mountain, up to the holy mountain, and see what's on it!"

Yi Ling nodded, and ran towards the top with her big furry hoof.

Han Ming held his cheek in one hand and looked up at the black giant mountain. Now there was a faint expectation in his eyes. After Yiling said, he truly felt the origin of the black giant mountain. Can compete with the grown-up Luo Hu.

Originally, Han Ming would be hot in his heart when he encountered this level of place, but he would not necessarily climb up. After all, the greater the good fortune, the greater the danger. A random restriction or other weird things are all He could kill him, even though he was already in the late stage of Dan formation.

But now with the existence of Xi Ling, he is somewhat dependent. Even if he encounters any danger, he doesn't waste any effort to come and get away.

It seems that there has been a terrible battle on Montenegro. Although there were a lot of powerful prohibitions on it, they were almost destroyed. It didn't take much effort to go around the prohibitions all the way.

After a short while, Xi Ling carried Han Ming to the top of the black giant mountain, standing on a wide platform, looking up at a thousand-meter-sized altar in the middle of the platform, frowning slightly.

There was only one altar on this black giant mountain, which was far from the huge palace he imagined.

Just as Han Ming was gazing over there, Xi Ling on the side spoke: "Young Master, the little slave has been here thousands of years ago. The Venerable that we led at the time thought of what was on the altar over there. , The result was unsuccessful, the ring-shaped river in the middle, no matter how high the cultivation level, can't make it through!"

"No matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't make it?" Han Ming lowered his head and looked over, with a strange look on his face.

Han Ming quietly suppressed the Hualun Jue that was running in his body, and at the same time suppressed the Wan Sha Ji Bone Ni Yuan Sword that was constantly buzzing in his dantian.

"This is not necessarily true. If the cultivation base is particularly strong, it will naturally be able to rush through like the mistress, but now this world is afraid that no one can pass. The leader of the small slave was a real venerable at the time, and he took risks. Crossed the river, but almost didn't die in it." Yiling added.

"That's interesting, let's take a look." Han Ming smiled slightly and continued to look at the middle half of the altar.

Yiling obediently stepped her hoof forward, but only took a few steps before she stopped abruptly, with a serious look on her face. It inspired a devilish energy to protect Han Ming on her back, and said to Han Ming, " Young master, there are residual fluctuations in fighting techniques in this place. Not long ago, the strength is still very strong, it should be beyond the Yuan Ying stage ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ One side is sword repair, the other side is a ghost."

"It's beyond the Nascent Soul Stage, is it the Ghost Infant? Sword repair, is it too one, but it's not right, although they are crowded, how can they fight the Ghost Infant!" Han Ming curled his eyebrows and looked. At the altar in the distance, he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Young Master, do we still have to step forward? If we fight, the slave may not be able to fight." Yiling whispered.

Han Ming held his cheeks and looked into the distance. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said, "If the situation is not right, how confident are you that you will take me to escape safely?"

"Looking at the fluctuations in the fighting method here, the two players who shot should be at the basic level of the magic guard. The small slave has been destroyed and cannot restore the strength of the magic general, but it can barely reach the level of the magic guard. If the slave thinks blindly They shouldn't be able to stop them." Yiling once again sensed the surrounding fluctuations, and said confidently.

Han Ming nodded, and once again suppressed the restless Wansha Jigu Niyuan Sword in his body, and said: "That's good, go ahead and hide, if the situation is not right, don't love the fight, and take me away immediately. , The future will be long."

"Yes, the little slave has his life!" Yiling nodded a huge head, and even with Han Ming, it slowly became invisible, not only invisible to the naked eye, but even the spiritual power of the cultivator in the Yuan Ying period could not be found.

Next, Yi Ling walked with her big furry hooves and sneaked forward with Han Ming, the whole process quietly.

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