Han Ming flew straight towards the Nightmare Demon Sect, heading forward all the way, with no expression on his face, just looking straight ahead, and before he was still thousands of miles away from the Nightmare Demon Sect, he flew straight inside without hesitation.

Han Ming, who had already solved the Nascent Soul, now his magic power was not even considered a Dan stage. He did not use any hidden means. He was soon discovered along the way, and it was the Nascent Soul stage of the Demonic Way.

Han Ming's previous ferocity was still there, so when these demonic Yuanying periods saw Han Ming flying straight over, with a jade coffin behind him, without any expression on his face, his heart trembled.

It was a cold that could infect people. If you were stared at that kind of gaze, you would shivering all over.

These demonic Yuanying stages did not dare to attack Han Ming, but just followed them all the way. Of course, they also used secret techniques to inform the many people in charge of the Nightmare Demon Sect. The remnant of the Nightmare Demon Sect who had escaped before was back.

Han Ming flew forward all the way, following the Nascent Soul Stage that came after hearing the news, there were more than ten positions, all of which were far away, looking at this place from afar, as if they were guarding Han Ming.

When Han Ming flew back to the gate of the Nightmare Demon Sect, he immediately found that a large number of people had stood on a half-collapsed mountain peak there, three main seats in the middle, and there were seven or eight great monks looking at this side with a smile.

In the main position, in the middle is a gloomy middle-aged man, looking at Han Ming with a sneer. He was not someone else, but the ancient demon Chifeng who had been entangled with Han Ming for hundreds of years, from the capital of Yue Kingdom that year to the present.

Near the right was an old man, looking here with a smile, staring at Han Ming's face up and down, as if he was quite interested.

The old man's cultivation is extremely profound, Han Ming cannot see through it at all, and the great monks will definitely not be able to do it. There is only one possibility. This is a God Transformation Stage, and there are only a few people in the Middle Earth God Transformation Stage, but there is one here.

On the far right is a man with an ordinary robe with an ordinary face, narrowing his eyes and looking at this side with a expressionless face. Han Ming had seen this person's portrait, not someone else, but Feng Dingyi, the great monk who was as famous as the Seven Uncles of Yue Kingdom, and now an old monster in the God Transformation Stage.

It was Feng Dingyi who used that spell on Concubine Wei, which made Concubine Wei not yet escape from the realm of death.

Han Ming originally thought that he would be angry when he saw Feng Dingyi, but for some reason, he was very calm. There was no trace of fear or hatred in his eyes when he looked at Feng Dingyi.

"Hey, Mr. Feng is really accurate. This kid is actually back. It seems that I overestimate him!" Chi Feng looked at Han Ming with a high opinion, smiled, and then joked: "Mr. Feng should stop learning spells in the future. If you learn divination skills, you will definitely achieve great success. My holy world is some powerful beings known for divination skills, such as Yunlong, who does not have the strength of the saint ancestor, but his reputation is even greater than that of some saint ancestors! For example, the glare Saint Ancestor, the divination skills are so strong that even the three ancestors should treat each other with courtesy and give in to them!"

The young man with gold and silver pupils smiled silently.

Feng Dingyi, who was beside him, shook his head and said, "Don't make fun of the child, he is just a little more flexible. There is nothing else. How can he learn the mysterious magic of divination!"

"That's right, you really can't learn the magic of divination without a special physique!" Chifeng Lust nodded seriously and started chatting on his own, but he ignored Han Ming below.

"I will leave immediately when I can untie the mantras!" Han Ming looked at the two great god-transforming stages above and many middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and spoke calmly.

Feng Ding turned his head, glanced at the jade coffin behind Han Ming, and said with a faint smile: "I have the soul-destroying curse, the bloodline curse to solve the curse. I can help the bone behind you to untie the curse, but why should I give it to you? Give me a reason!"

"I can give up the method of decorating the curse for me. The matter of destroying the Nightmare Demon Sect is revealed. I will not pursue it anymore, and I can also give spiritual objects that will not disappoint you!" Han Ming still spoke slowly, without any emotion in his words.

"The spiritual creature that makes me moved? In the middle stage, can you take out something to make me moved? That magic knife? It has a lot of attraction, but if I kill you, those things will still be ours?" Feng Dingyi looked here with a smile, as if he was a cat that caught a mouse. He was not in a hurry to eat his prey, but planned to tease him.

"You won't want to do it, nor do I want to do it!" Han Ming shook his head silently, and then said: "I can give you ten magic grasses that are more than 30,000 years old. If you use them well, you can even advance to the mid-stage of God Transformation against the sky, and be more confident in smuggling through the Demon Realm!"

"Thirty thousand years of magic grass, are you a demon barrier?" Chi Feng sneered at the top of the head.

Han Ming flipped his hand gently, took out a jade box, and opened it gently, but it was a spiritual herb that exuded a faint demonic energy. It was covered with nine leaves the size of a fingertip, and circles of rich magic charm lingered around it.

As soon as this grass came out, the upper head Chifeng Lust suddenly widened his eyes and looked here, his face full of surprise: "Forty thousand-year-old Liuchang grass, where did you come from? This kind of spiritual grass is also quite precious in the holy world!"

The two cultivators in the God Transformation Stage above were also very surprised. Seeing that there was a hint of fiery look in the eyes of the demon grass, this demon grass is indeed very useful to them. If there are more than ten, they might be able to really try to break through to the middle stage.

The two God Transformation Stages looked at each other, then shook their heads and smiled. If it were in the past, if not ten plants, they would have been determined to win one, but now, this magic grass is useless to them!

"I didn't expect that a Nascent Soul Stage could actually take out such a spiritual object, which was really surprising!" Feng Dingyi shook his head and smiled, but then continued, "But the same thing, if you kill you, won't those spiritual materials still belong to me? Why do you need to exchange it with you? In this world, power is the only truth. You will have to cultivate to this point, so you won't know!"

"I naturally know, but I really don't want to show that power, because I can't control myself!" Han Ming shook his head silently and muttered to himself.

"I really don't want to exchange? I'll be at peace with each other!" Han Ming asked unwillingly.

In response to Han Ming, there was a burst of ridicule. In the first group of Nascent Soul stages, whether in the middle or late stages, they all looked at Han Ming like fools, mocking him wantonly, as if he was watching a monkey show.

"Although I know it's impossible, I still try it. If you don't want to, then live to the death!" Han Ming ignored the ridicule of the above person, but just lowered his head silently and activated the secret technique taught by the Blood Jade Spider, a technique that sacrificed 80% of the essence and blood of Luohu's entire body.

The many Nascent Soul Stages above are still mocking, "Fellow Daoist Han, is it that the Taoist couple's death makes you dizzy and you can't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north!" The young man with gold and silver pupils said with a smile.

But at this moment, an unparalleled terrible pressure suddenly came down from the sky. At some point, another huge cloud of more than 5,000 miles gathered above the black clouds above the Nightmare Demon Sect.

One of them is thousands of feet tall, like a demon mountain, looming in the dark clouds, and sounds like a buffalo mooing from the nine heavens, shaking the sky.

A group of mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could not bear the pressure and were pressed down on the ground. The great monks were also fighting with each other and were about to kneel on the ground.

The two God Transformation Stages suddenly stood up, their faces full of incredibleness, and their eyes were a little horrified. As for the Chi Feng, they seemed to have seen a ghost.

"The Spirit of True Spirit, how could you attract such a thing?" Chi Feng screamed, turned around and ran away, and ran straight to the Nightmare Demon Sect.

"It's a pity that I can't turn back!" Han Ming whispered and gently explored in front. The four-armed demon god slowly revealed from the sky, completely covering the earth. He gently raised an arm and slapped it with a sudden palm below, completely covering half of the mountain gate of the Nightmare Demon Sect.

Many of them had broken hearts in the Nascent Soul stage, and there was no joke in their eyes when they looked at Han Ming. They were already shocked, and they all resisted the suppression of their bloodline and fled in scattered.

.........

More than a thousand years after that day, no one in the human world had ever seen Luohu's body. Even the human body and the dark bone body did not know where it was. However, there were only two possibilities: one was to be captured by the demon with Concubine Hu, and both fell. The other was to succeed, and he grabbed the method of understanding the curse and went to the demon world with Concubine Hu.
Chapter completed!