Volume 6 Century**

Chapter 1001

He also wanted to practice with Concubine Wei and ascend to the demon world, but Concubine Wei was dead now, and his body was nailed to death on the stone wall. Next to it was the sky-blue lake he created for Concubine Wei.

The beauty of the scenery is even more beautiful and vivid in my mind, but in a blink of an eye, it became like this. She was covered in blood and covered in scars. It was obvious that she had suffered all the torture before her death. How dare those people he cherished so much?

Han Ming felt unprecedentedly angry. With a clenched fist, pure black scales surged out from his body, two blunt little buffalo horns surged out from his body, and a surging black flame surged up and down his body.

At this time, he no longer thought about whether the secret of Luohu's body had been exposed, and Luohu's body was completely revealed.

With a wave of his hand, a black magic blade appeared in Han Ming's hand. He jumped out and turned into a black meteorite-like light column, rushing towards him. He wanted to put Concubine Rui down.

And at this moment, red and golden runes surged out from the black dark clouds, turned into thousands of golden lights, entangled together, condensed into nine red and golden chains, gathering from all directions.

The nine yang and the strong chains merged into the middle to form a cage that turned straight and straight, completely locked Han Ming in it. At the same time, black-robed monks flew out from the dark clouds in the sky, from a certain mountain wall, or from the lake that had turned into black stagnant water created by Han Ming, flew out in one go, surrounding Han Ming in the middle.

There were nearly twenty demonic Nascent Soul Stages, all of whom were masters in the Nascent Soul Stage, not even a single early stage, floating in the air, condescending, looking at Han Ming below as if he was looking at a dead person.

This is a trap, a trap specifically for cultivators who dare to trek into the mountain gate of the Nightmare Demon Sect.

Han Ming glanced at the Nascent Soul Stage around him and ignored it directly. His eyes fell on the five monks in the distant mountain walls, with cold eyes. He could see that even if these five people were not the initiators, they were definitely one of the masterminds.

The five great monks, the two on the left, were wearing robes of the Demon Sect. Han Ming once learned that they were the head of the Demon Sect. In the middle was a strange young man, with extraordinary handsome appearance, golden pupils, silver whites, and extremely strange. The other two should be the other two elders of the sect with a good relationship with the Demon Sect.

"You are the lord!" Han Ming just asked without caring about the red and golden chain formation around him.

"Fellow Daoist Han? I heard about Daming for a long time, but I didn't know how to see him at first. Now I've had a thought. But why does Daoist Han look like this? It seems that he is not a human race!" The handsome young man with gold and silver pupils looked up and down at Han Ming, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, I ask you what you did! Since you are here, you deserve to die!" Han Ming grabbed the black blade in his hand, said to himself, slowly raised his head, and could not see any expression under the heavy scales.

"Kill!" Han Ming roared, and suddenly shook the demon dragon blade in his hand, and chopped the surrounding red and golden chains without any retreat.

Only a sound of "Peng!" could be heard, which could completely bind the later stage demon cultivator, and even slightly block the demon cultivator's nine-chain formation of the God-Transforming Demons. There was no blocking effect. As soon as the Demon Dragon Blade fell, the nine chains turned into red and golden mist.

The handsome young man saw that the nine red and golden chains were broken by a blow, and his face was full of surprise. He looked at the demon dragon blade in Han Ming's hand with a faint look of fiery expression, but then he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoists, please take action to calm down this fellow Taoist Han!"

Although the Nascent Soul Cultivators around were shocked by Han Ming's nine chains, they quickly reacted and sneered forward, either using magical powers or activate treasures, and bombarded the ground.

The other party is just a peak monster in the mid-stage stage. There are more than twenty mid-stage and above demon cultivators here, and five great cultivators are rushing to the side. How can you be afraid that the other party will cause any storm?

The overwhelming attack rushed towards Han Ming. Han Ming's face flashed with a sharp look. He hit his own mouthful of essence and blood. Then he swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a four-armed monster. There was a larger vague twelve fuzzy 24-armed demon shadows behind him!

Han Ming roared, and the demonic shadow behind him opened his eyes at the same time, and shouted softly. A huge black sound wave rippled in all directions.

On one side is a dark magic sound that can devour everything, and on the other side is a torrent of nearly twenty mid-stage attacks in the Nascent Soul. Both of them cannot be underestimated. They should have exploded violently, but in fact, there was no sound at all.

The dark and deep magic sounds looked like the silent heavenly river like water, surging in turmoil. As soon as those magic weapons or magical powers were penetrated, they would directly "sink the bottom" and fell from the air weakly.

Only two treasures broke through the blockade of the black voice, not because they were powerful, but because they were not magical treasures, but magic weapons activated by spiritual energy.

Most of the magical powers and treasures were shot down by Heizhao, and only two were left, so naturally they would not have any hindering effect on Han Ming anymore. He suddenly pulled the python tail and rushed out in an instant. He held the buzzing demon dragon blade and trembled continuously, easily chopping the two treasures that were attacking into powder fog.

Taking advantage of the victory, Han Ming suddenly broke into the group of Nascent Soul Period, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, with three arms swinging together and grabbing those Nascent Soul Periods. The arm holding the Demon Dragon Blade suddenly pulled it into a black and red sword light, and slashed at the many Nascent Soul Periods.

At this time, Han Ming's magic power had reached the late stage, and his physical body was much stronger than that of the tenth-level monster. His strength was completely overwhelming the average cultivator. What's more, there were such a magic treasure as the Demon Dragon Blade, which was the nemesis of many monsters, and his original body was Demon Luohu. As soon as he approached many demon cultivators in the Yuanying stage, he was completely destroyed.

In just two breaths, three mid-stage cultivators were defeated by the Demon Dragon Blade's body-protecting magic weapon, and wiped a little bit of skin, directly drained all the flesh and blood, turning into a pile of bones and falling down weakly from the sky. After the Demon Dragon Blade swallowed three Nascent Soul stages, it once again fed Han Ming a lot of magic power.

The magic power that was almost dry, which was originally used to use the almost dry sound of the Luobao Demon Sound was filled again, and it recovered 90%. A layer of blood mist was once again covered on the Demon Dragon Blade, flashing with a strange black and red color!

At this time, Han Ming almost stopped thinking about any retreat, his heart was full of murderous intent, and he rushed forward without hesitation. The huge Luohu rushed forward, and the tail of more than ten feet of python suddenly waved and hit many Yuanying stages. Before it could be smashed, a strong pressure was suppressed first.

Han Ming was so fierce that a hint of cowardly arose in the hearts of those demonic Yuanying stages, and suddenly birds and beasts scattered, and they didn't dare to snatch the huge python tail magic weapon. The huge force contained in such a large one was unimaginable. I'm afraid that even the Nascent Soul stage treasures could not withstand it.

"Moo!" Han Ming roared and rushed forward again.

Although these Nascent Soul stages attacked Han Ming, they actually did not want to fight for life and death. They still had a backup plan. They were not stupid and could not get any benefits when they tried their best. Instead, they might be seriously injured or even died!

Han Ming rushed up like this desperately, completely planning to pull a few more cushions before he died. He didn't want to take action in the Nascent Soul stage. He scattered and fled far away, and did not fight at all.

"It's really unbelievable. A mid-stage monk can actually burst out with such powerful strength. No wonder he can make the Venerable suffer!" The young man with gold and silver pupils looked here and said in amazement.

"Hmph, that's his treasure!" A gloomy middle-aged man walked up and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

Han Ming, who was chasing many Nascent Soul stage killing not far away, suddenly stopped, stared at the gloomy middle-aged man who appeared, and shouted: "It's you! Chi Feng, you are looking for death!"

At this time, Han Ming didn't understand that the destruction of the Nightmare Demon Sect was definitely controlled by Chi Feng! "I will surely draw your soul and kill you, and will be imprisoned in the blood evil forever, making you regret the birth of spiritual wisdom!"

"Haha, it's not been a day or two for you to kill me, but I'm still standing here well? You, can you still leave alive today? The Luobao Demon Sound can only be used in the God Transformation Stage. Now that you forcefully urge me, I'm afraid I've already had a secret injury!" The gloomy middle-aged man looked at Han Ming with a sneer, "I'm here, you'll kill me! I'll capture you today, suck your soul, and see what secret you have!"

"Wait!" Han Ming stared at his blood-red eyes and roared. The twelve twenty-four-arm demon shadows behind him suddenly rushed forward and directly merged into his body.

The next moment, Han Ming's aura began to rise step by step, and in a moment he broke through the late stage. Not only did his magic power break through the late stage, but his realm also kept up. Not only that, he was still skyrocketing.

In just two or three breaths, Han Ming had reached the middle level in the late stage.

"What secret method is this? It's so powerful!" The young man with gold and silver pupils was full of surprise on his face, and his eyes looked at Han Ming with more interest.

Seeing Han Ming's breath soaring, Chifeng Lust not only did not frown, but a hint of joy appeared between his eyebrows: "He is drinking poison to quench his thirst. This is a self-damaging secret technique in the Tongtian Demon Art. He gains strong strength in the short term, but there will be a long period of weakness in the future. He urges this secret technique now, which is completely a way to die. He doesn't need to capture him now, just hold it back!"

"Is that so? Let's see who died first!" Han Ming shouted sharply, abandoned a group of mid-stage cultivators in the Yuanying stage, and rushed towards the side with six great monks, including Chifeng Lust.

"Look at you, let's go!" The young young man with gold and silver pupils raised his foot and took a step back.

At this time, the other four great monks nodded and stepped forward at the same time, either using magical powers or taking out treasures and attacking Han Ming. The Chifeng Lust Lord laughed and attacked forward.

The remaining many of the mid-stage Nascent Souls in the distance also returned, and interfered with Han Ming's side with a sufficient safe distance.

The siege of five great monks and more than ten mid-stage monks was absolutely impossible to deal with even the God Transformation Stage. Although Han Ming was very strong and his cultivation level reached the late stage, he could not rebel against the situation alone.

If it weren't for the Demon Dragon Blade's defense, Han Ming would have been defeated and taken down in a short time.

Today's siege situation is far stronger than the siege of the tenth-level ice phoenix with more than ten transformed demon cultivators. The human cultivator's body is not as good as that of monsters. The effect of the demon dragon blade swallowing flesh and blood is far less than that of monsters, but these demon cultivators are all higher than those of those demon cultivators.

Only when Wanhua poisonous eyes unexpectedly achieved the strongest effect, but Chi Feng knew that he had this kind of pupil technique, so he must have informed the surrounding Nascent Soul Stage. If he was used in a hurry, the effect would definitely not be ideal.

As for the fusion of the Wanhua Poison Eye and the Huayuan Poison Sutra to produce Wanhua Poison, it will take a long time to brew, but the people around him will not give him a chance at all. He will be dismembered before he can use the "Destroy the City".

All Han Ming could do now was to constantly wave the magic dragon blade with his powerful physical strength, break the surrounding magic weapons and magical power attacks, and hold on with all his hard work.

"Hold on, his magic power is definitely not enough to consume. Now he only depends on his physical body to support him. If it takes half an hour, he will be exhausted!" Chifeng Lust Zun laughed, and his eyes looked at Han Ming were covered in cold colors, and there was a hint of excitement. The Demon Dragon Blade was the Demon Dragon Blade, and it was an extremely high-end imitation.

Han Ming's momentum dropped drastically, and the surrounding Nascent Soul Stage also became energetic, and he didn't mind pushing Han Ming with no damage.

As time passed quickly, Han Ming was completely at a disadvantage. His movements of waving the Demon Dragon Blade were getting slower and slower, and some magical powers could slightly break through the Demon Dragon Blade's defense.

At this moment, a great monk from the Demon Sect pinched the magic trick in his hand. With a "scream", a crystal small sword flashed from his eyebrows. The next moment, he reached Han Ming at an extremely rapid speed, broke through the loophole in Han Ming's defense and pointed it in front of Han Ming's chest.

With a "puff.", a longan-shaped hole appeared in Han Ming's heart, which was lit up front and back.

Han Ming shook for a moment, but after he gritted his teeth, he stood firm again. The attack just now was a must-kill attack on ordinary people, but for him, it was not much.

However, at this time the handsome young man with gold and silver pupils took a step forward and with a light move, the crystal small sword that had just pierced Han Ming's chest was grabbed in his hand, and a wisp of black and red blood was lingering on it.

"Although the amount is not large, it is not the essence and blood of the natal world, but it is barely enough!" The handsome young man smiled at Han Ming, and then formed a magic seal like a wheel on his hands. Runes of gold and silver gushed out of his body, flashing away, and sank into the void.

At the same time, on the stone wall of the five palace masters of the Nightmare Demon Sect, a twelve small demon shadows with twenty-four arms appeared, rolled up the small corpse on the far left, put it down, wrapped it into a demonic energy and rushed towards the sky.

At the same time, Han Ming, who was trapped in the formation, his eyes condensed, he raised his head, swallowed several drops of liquid filled with a strong fragrance, and the exhausted magic power in his body recovered again. The surrounding demonic energy surged wildly, no longer just relying on his physical body to wave the magic dragon blade, but to activate it with all his strength again.

The Demon Dragon Blade opened the way, and it was completely unstoppable. Han Ming broke out a path without stopping at all, and flew into the distance: "Chifeng, the Demon Sect, if you don't take revenge, Han is a ruthless person, and he will never stop until he dies!"

"Young Master, why did his magic power suddenly recover? Should we ask the Great Protector or Senior Shentu to come out to prevent him from escaping!" A great monk of the Demon Sect said softly to the handsome young man.
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