Headed by the Lingdie Zhenren, who was neither sad nor happy, many of them stood on the top of the mountain in the Nascent Soul Stage, looking at Han Ming and the old man in the yellow robe standing in the distance, with different expressions and their own ideas, but they were all quite focused and always paid attention to the other side.

Han Ming didn't know where the battleground for the Dragon and Phoenix Sect's Nascent Soul Stage was, and he was too lazy to find it and asked. He simply was above the Dragon and Phoenix Sect, using the sky as the battlefield, regardless of the twenty Nascent Soul Stages watching the battle in the distance, and the densely packed below, and the Dragon and Phoenix Sect monks who looked up in pairs.

This time he came to the Six Nations Alliance, and retreating to the Alliance was one of his goals. Showing his cultivation and intimidating other sects was another purpose. Otherwise, even if he successfully retreated to the Alliance, the next thing would be more troublesome. Maybe some sects would be ungrateful and provoke the Xingxing Sect.

This battle will make the Six Nations Alliance, the Righteous Alliance, the Yue National Alliance, and the Demon Alliance fear the Xingxing Sect and do not want to offend the Xingxing Sect easily, so that they will be immune to the chaos that will cover the entire north.

Humph, illegitimate son, I'm going to see what you have to rely on! The old man in the yellow robe snorted coldly, his mid-stage cultivation was not concealed at all, and his surging momentum was pressing towards Han Ming.

Seeing this, Han Ming sneered, gently waving his sleeves, forcing his momentum back, and then continued to look at the old man in the yellow robe calmly: Seeing that you are aging and pitiful, Han will not bully you anymore, let you do three moves first!

The old man in yellow robe became even more shocked and angry when he heard this. He no longer thought about bullying the small ones by slapping the storage bag, took out a small blue seal, threw it gently into the air, and turned into a giant seal the size of a house, and smashed it down at Han Ming with the whistling wind.

If you ask for three moves, you will let you three moves. Within three moves, Han will not fight back! Han Ming was still calm, holding his hands behind him, still looking calm.

Han Ming did not take action, but the old man in the yellow robe did not hold back. Instead, he tried his best. With a slap of his hands, the two blue dragons entrenched on the blue seal came alive, rolling and rushed towards Han Ming.

The blue seal fell down with a bang, but Han Ming was still as motionless as a mountain and did not take out his magic weapon to fight back.

The surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators were really shocked by Han Ming's momentum before, thinking that Han Ming was really sure, but now seeing Han Ming is so arrogant, he sighed. Although the old man in the yellow robe is not a top presence like Lingdie Zhenren, he also wasted hundreds of years in the middle stage, with a deep cultivation and strong strength. The blue giant seal is a treasure that is biased towards brute force attack. When he smashed it, he is afraid that the great monks would choose to avoid the edge for the time being, but Han Ming did not move. If he was not stupid, what would it be!

Among the people present, only Lingdie Zhenren and another pale-faced boy frowned and stared at the other side. Everyone else felt that Han Ming might not be able to take one move and was about to lose.

Wrapped by two blue dragons, the blue seal fell down with a bang, as if it was a meteorite falling from the sky. It was rumbling down at Han Ming, and it was about to directly bombard him into meat sauce. But just as the blue seal was about to hit Han Ming, it suddenly stopped.

A black demon shadow that was fifteen feet long appeared behind Han Ming, and a big hand poked out, grabbed the blue giant seal from the sky, just like a normal person catching an ordinary small seal, extremely relaxed.

This black magic shadow seemed to be formed by a ball of black air, with only a human figure, thick hands and feet, and blurred facial features, like a doll that was pinched out by a four or five-year-old child with yellow mud.

Return you! The black magic shadow raised it casually, and the blue giant seal was thrown back to the old man in the yellow robe, and quietly stopped in front of the old man in the yellow robe.

After saying that the three moves were to give way, Han Ming did not fight back at all, and even if he returned the treasure, he was also light.

After throwing the blue giant seal, the black demon shadow stood with his hands down and stood behind Han Ming, motionless, like a dead object.

The many Nascent Soul cultivators who had sighed before suddenly widened their eyes. They did not notice when this demon shadow appeared behind Han Ming, and how they captured the blue giant seal in a flash!

Moreover, the power of this demon shadow is too strong. He actually grasped a top-level ancient treasure that is biased towards brute force so easily. Han Ming from the Star Rising Sect seems to be really strong, perhaps even not weaker than those famous mid-stage cultivators.

The old man in yellow robe looked at the giant seal in front of him, and his face was so gloomy that water was almost dripping from him. Unexpectedly, the junior opposite took his giant seal so easily, which made him feel like he was nakedly ridiculed.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes. The old man in yellow robe opened his mouth and spit out a small white jade bell, silently activated a mantra, urging the jade bell to the crisis of death. In his horror, he immediately used his means to release two defensive treasures to protect his whole body, but it was too late. When the Wanhua Poison Eye locked him, he could no longer escape.

The gray-white vertical eyes blinked a few times and slowly disappeared, but the old man in the yellow robe screamed and fell from the air slanted, feeling confused.

Han Ming also moved his feet and rushed out directly. He instantly arrived in front of the old man with yellow robe. He grabbed one hand and held the old man with yellow robe who had not yet fallen to the ground in his hand. At the same time, a demonic energy poured into his body, imprisoning the Nascent Soul who had struggled out of his drowsiness.

I have lived for hundreds of years and really lived to a dog. I can't even take a single move. Sadly, what's the point of being alive with such a thing? Han Ming sneered, threw the old man in the yellow robe like a dead dog, throwing him to a group of gathering places in the Nascent Soul stage.

After being followed by the Yuanying stage, the old man in the yellow robe completely regained his perception and woke up. He heard Han Ming's merciless sarcasm. He immediately became angry and spit out a mouthful of blood. I don't know if it was pretending or real, but I fainted anyway.

At this time, the many Nascent Soul stage look at Han Ming no longer have the randomness or fear she had before, but they are all shocked. They capture a mid-stage cultivator with one move, and even the Nascent Soul stage. This method of great monks cannot do. The Nascent Soul stage Nascent Soul stage Nascent Soul stage is useless in front of him. No wonder the Star Sect dares to do this. With Han Ming alone, who dares to attack the Star Sect?

The three major forces must consider the attack on the Xingxing Sect. After all, it is extremely terrible to go crazy with such a person, and the level of threat is comparable to that of a great monk.

Others respect me, but I respect others one foot, and I respect others one foot. If someone makes excuses to pester them, then this old guy is an example. But next time I meet you, I am afraid that it will not be settled so easily. To be honest, Han happens to be missing a few Nascent Soul Pills! Han Ming was floating in the air, and announced coldly, like a mountain of demons still standing still.
Chapter completed!