Han Ming patted the storage bag, took out a small white bone bottle, poured out several elixirs with a fragrant smell, swallowed it directly, closed his eyes and suppressed the rolling breath in his body, and then he planned to go forward to clean up the battlefield.

But just as he approached the huge dragon's body that fell to the ground, the blue light flashed slightly in his eyes, and he suddenly retreated, staring at the huge body, and shouted coldly: "Master Demon Lord has a good method. His head has not been killed even after he has been cut off. The legendary immortal body is just like this!"

The remaining body still collapsed on the ground weakly, without moving, as if it was really just a dead object.

"Hmph, since you have all been discovered, is it necessary for Lord Demon Lord to pretend like this?" Han Ming ignored it and shouted coldly again, but the corpse still did not move!

"Okay, chop you into ten pieces, see if you die, you can't bear it!" Han Ming raised his hand, and the Wansha Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword appeared in his hand again, holding the sword in both hands, and a series of extremely sharp sword energy vented from it.

Han Ming was very prepared to use the methods he had just made to give the Four-Meridian Venerable another one.

But just as Han Ming was about to slash the sword, the dragon's body actually moved, and its puffs exploded into a large ball of blue smoke, constantly rolling, as if some giants were wandering around in it.

Feeling the breath in the blue mist, Han Ming subconsciously retreated. He felt a powerful force of oppression again, which was very dangerous!

Soon, the blue smoke slowly dissipated, revealing the monster with the lion-headed dragon body, but its body was no longer what it used to be. It actually had six more heads, and there was a bloody wound in the middle.

This monster with eight lion heads was originally cut off by Han Ming, and there were seven left. Fourteen huge eyes stared at Han Ming, making Han Ming feel a little chilling behind him, "You should kill me with the magic dragon blade, then I won't have a chance!"

"The Spirit of All Spirits!" Han Ming suddenly remembered the origin of this lion-headed dragon-body monster. Luo's bloodline inheritance was mentioned in the bloodline of Luo's body. It was an extremely terrifying ancient beast that feeds on the bloodline of the ancient spirit!

In some sense, the spirit of all spirits is also considered an ancient spirit, and it is definitely a top existence. The top true spirits such as the Invisible Weak and the True Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix are even ranked below that of Luo!

"You dare to kill the head of all spirits. The sins are unforgivable. I will train your soul yourself!" The only seven lion heads roared angrily, and seven powerful sound waves surged over again, acting on Han Ming.

This time, Han Ming took two steps back before he barely stood firm. The robe on his upper body was torn apart, revealing his strong red and golden body. There seemed to be melting gold liquid flowing on his body!

The seven lion heads frowned at the same time, and they were more surprised and suspicious. What's going on? The Boiling Blood Roar is useless. Could it be that the Luo bloodline in the other party's body has reached more than 50%, or the other party has no Luo bloodline at all, and it is just an ordinary human race!

"Where is your ancient spirit bloodline!" The seven lion heads asked rumbling at the same time.

"So your sound wave is trying to plot against my Luo bloodline!" Han Ming raised his head slightly and said with an expressionless face: "It's a pity that you found the wrong person. Han's bloodline is extremely pure!"

His bloodline is indeed an extremely pure and pure human race!

There are vague memories in the Luoshen bloodline inheritance, and Ling once mentioned to Han Ming that under ordinary circumstances, there can be bloodlines of ancient spirits among all races, but there cannot be too many in a creature. Relying on certain special techniques, two or three kinds of ancient spirits of ancient spirits may be able to live in harmony. But no matter how many, there will be a risk of explosion!

But the spirit of all spirits is a special existence. It feeds on the bloodlines of other ancient spirits and can be used in combination and use them to gather the strengths of all races to allow various bloodlines to live in peace. This is also the confidence of the spirit of all spirits to win the strongest line of ancient spirits and to compete with the true dragon and heaven and phoenix alone!

If you have the blood power of the spirits, you will let the cultivator try to merge the bloodlines of a variety of ancient spirits. Since the demon lord in front of you can change into the appearance of the spirits of the spirits, you think you have some means of the spirits of the spirits to restrain other ancient spirits!

Han Ming looked at the monster with a lion head and dragon body, and his face was slightly surprised. He found that the spirit of all spirits was not complete. Only three of the seven heads were physical, and the other four were phantoms and had not yet condensed.

Connecting with the physical head that he had cut off before, the Demon Lord condensed only four heads!

"Hmph, it depends on when you can hide. The Luo bloodline will be revealed sooner or later!" The lion-headed dragon swayed with seven huge heads, buzzing, and then the physical head on the left slightest skull turned into a green phoenix head.

"Qingluan!" Han Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and his vigilance became louder. The green phoenix bird's tall phoenix crown, extremely noble aura, and its narrow and long phoenix eyes all said that this was a real phoenix, not a mixed-blooded spirit bird that usually returns to his ancestors.

Han Ming instantly realized that this was probably a kind of ancient spirit bloodline swallowed by the spirits of all spirits. He should be able to use talented magical powers similar to Qingluan!

As expected, as Han Ming guessed, the green phoenix bird raised its head and cried loudly, and two huge green wings appeared in the air, shaking suddenly, and hundreds of bright white light blades cut across from Han Ming.

Han Ming was extremely familiar with this white light blade. This is a space crack. He has come into contact with many things and knows that the cutting power of this kind of thing is definitely not inferior to that of ordinary spiritual treasures!

However, Han Ming was not afraid at all. He slightly thrust and lightning appeared outside the surface of his body. Special space fluctuations trembled continuously, making Han Ming easily cut through the cracks of those space cracks like an invisible body.

"Sure enough, Luo's talent for the sky-devouring thunder, you really have Luo's bloodline!" The Four-Meridian Venerable saw the black thunder and lightning outside Han Ming's body, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. It was another bloodline of an ancient spirit. If he got it, he could refine the fifth physical head, and he could change the name to the Five Meridians. As for the one that was cut off, it would naturally grow back after more than a hundred years of cultivation!

The four meridians were a little worried before, fearing that Han Ming would not have the bloodline of the ancient spirit in his body, which made him lose his bamboo basket. But now, he was finally completely convinced that this kid did have Luo bloodline!

"I am worthy of being the Demon Lord, I know everything!" Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, with few expressions on his face, but his hands in his sleeve were pinching a special magic trick. Under the golden skin of his arms, there was a faint red blood flowing, and finally turned into a small phantom of a blood sword, which was printed on his wrist like a tattoo.
Chapter completed!