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Over the years, Han Ming has done a lot of offensive things, but he has always been very cautious, using a pseudonym and other identities, and has never left any clues. Otherwise, he would have escaped early and he would not be able to fight in Mozhou.

So when he was surrounded, his mind turned sharply and he quickly recalled what was wrong. Who killed had such a history of being killed? He actually dispatched five peak god transformation and several demon guards in the middle stage of god transformation. Or was his origin known and his treasures were leaked?

"I have seen all the immortals, but I don't know what the immortals are surrounding them!" Han Ming respectfully paid a respect to the nearly ten demons around him.

"Hahaha, why should fellow Daoist down on his own identity like this? The physical skills he practiced by fellow Daoist are not bad. If you really fight, the mid-stage Demon Guard is afraid that he will not be the opponent!" A werewolf-body monster said with a laugh.

Han Ming's heart sank. These people actually knew him. It seemed that they were coming to him specifically. These are so troublesome!

"You actually know Ming, but you don't know who you are. What are you doing here? Is it because you are from Mocheng?" Han Ming bowed slightly and said politely.

These people are all Dharma cultivation, and now his Nascent Soul has dissipated and his blood and energy is depleted, so he can only use some brute force. Although his physical strength is better than that of ordinary peak magic beasts in the God Transformation, he can really fight and be controlled everywhere.

As long as the distance is widened, a mid-stage God Transformation monster can make him helpless. There are so many God Transformation here and a few late-stage existences. If it really starts to fight, he will not be sure of escaping, but he will not even have five points!

"Fellow Daoist Daoist is a premonition. I'm sure it's not clear. We are from Mocheng. We are the people of Mocheng. This time, we are ordered by the city lord. Please go to Mocheng to visit!" The werewolf monster laughed with a laugh.

"Master Mocheng City!" Han Ming's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this. The name of Master Mocheng City is well-known in Mozhou. His own strength is at the peak of the demon general, and he is only one step away from the Venerable Realm.

On the surface, the Lord of Mocheng City is recognized as the number one person in Mozhou, otherwise he would not be able to occupy Mocheng and control the teleportation array from Mozhou to other demonic realms. These people are in power and powerful. For more than a thousand years, Han Ming has only seen such existences two or three times!

Han Ming can be sure that he had no intersection with the city lord of Mocheng before.

"Master Lord? Ming is really frightened, but Ming is now feeling a little uncomfortable. He is afraid that the city lord will be abrupt when he sees the city lord, but he doesn't know if this fellow Taoist can postpone it. Half a month later, Ming will go to Mocheng by himself!" Han Ming bowed slightly and asked tentatively.

The werewolf-body monster smiled slightly sarcastically and said, "Fellow Daoist Ming, let's go with us. The city lord is in seclusion and will not meet fellow Daoist for a while. Fellow Daoist Ming, you can take care of our Mocheng!"

"By the way, these blood servants were specially transferred by the City Lord. They are good at tracking and joint attack techniques. A team of blood servants join forces, and even the early demon generals must temporarily avoid the edge! This shows the city Lord's attention to fellow Daoist Daoist, so, please follow us!" The werewolf-body monster smiled.

Han Ming stood there, his muscles tightly under his wide black robe, and he could take all his strength at any time. But when he felt the faint fluctuations of the blood servants around him, he thought for a while, and finally he exhaled gently.

"Since the city lord is so loving, there is no reason why Ming doesn't leave. Please ask fellow Taoist to lead the way!" Han Ming bowed slightly, still very polite.

"Ha, please fellow Taoist Daoist!" The werewolf monster raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

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In a blink of an eye, twenty years passed by in a hurry.

On the edge of Mozhou, before a forbidden area full of space cracks in the sea of ​​Quiu Demons, two human figures wearing wide black robes and masks of spiritual consciousness stood here, one taller and the other shorter.

The slightly shorter monster seemed to be a woman. Looking at the cracks in the space that could be seen with naked eyes, a look of memories appeared in her eyes. After a while, she sighed slightly: "In a blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years have passed away. The mighty demon army and even venerables were now the only one left, and the things she planned were still empty."

The tall demon shadow held his hands aside, respectfully and did not dare to say anything more.

"You are not curious about why I had to make a big move back then, and even used the soul splitting to take action himself!" The female monster asked slightly and in a plain tone.

"The Holy Ancestor is very far-sighted, so there is naturally a reason. Liu will never dare to ask too much." The tall demon shadow bowed slightly, extremely respectful.

"I have saved my life by nullifying my cultivation. I am no longer a Saint Ancestor. I am alone. You don't need to call him Saint Ancestor or Saint Ancestor!" The petite demon shadow shook his head gently, and then sighed almost self-deprecatingly: "I am not far-sighted. If I am far-sighted, why did I become the current down-and-out appearance, and I will always be in the Beihan land and will not be allowed to go out until my death!"

"Now that I am revisiting the old place, I can only separate my soul and come out secretly. If I am revealed, it may even bring disaster to the body!" The petite demon shadow sighed in disgrace.

"The mountains are still ups and downs, and we demon-cultivating people are naturally even more so in our lives. The Holy Ancestor is not an ordinary person. Although he has suffered a great disaster, who can predict that after this great disaster, will the dead tree come to spring?" The tall demon shadow lowered his head and bowed slightly.

"Three Sages, have you ever resented me? It was all because of my decision back then that you were suppressed for more than ten thousand years. If it weren't for the time being, you would still be in the Venerable Realm. Oh no, there is even a slight possibility that you have already called a saint as your ancestor! Instead of being destroyed in your original body, you can only use the body of a demon general."

"Sanjue dare not. It is a blessing for the three masters to be born like this!" The tall demon shadow stepped forward and actually knelt directly on the ground and gave a great gift: "For more than ten thousand years, the only belief that supports Sanjue to survive is to be able to serve the three masters again!"

"You are loyal, but it's a pity that you woke up from the wrong time. If you had broken through the seal with the blood flames and joined forces to kill that human race, you might not have been like this!" The petite woman sighed slowly.

"What? My subordinate was dull. He didn't know that he had made such a big mistake and actually implicated the Saint Ancestor!" Sanjue crept on the ground, then suddenly looked up: "Who will the Saint Ancestor kill? My subordinate must do his best."

"This is not your fault, and I don't mean to blame you. Get up, that person has grown into a existence that is beyond your control, and you can't kill. It's a blessing that he doesn't hate me. How could I provoke him?" The petite woman shook her head slightly, then took the initiative to distract from the topic and asked: "I'll let you come here early to find the ruins of that year, and make more preparations, and you're ready!"

"You are the Lord Saint, everything is ready. The entrance has been found. The only shortcoming is that the vision has attracted the attention of the local forces. They also noticed the remains and blocked the news. They had already started to gather people and prepare to go in." The Master Sanjue replied nervously: "The subordinates are not doing well, so I would like to ask the Lord Saint to punish me!"

"You have done a good job. The ruins have been sealed for thousands of years. When they are opened, there will naturally be big visions. It is normal that you can't hide them! Mozhou has long been weak, just a group of demon generals. It's not worth worrying. As long as it doesn't affect our plans and I don't see through my identity, everything is easy to say!" The petite demon shadow shook his head slightly, not caring: "Besides, if they come in, they can disrupt the sight of outsiders afterwards, and everything is expected!"

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In the Demon World, a vast state that is also among the top ten in the top ten, there is a valley full of tall trees all over the mountains and fields, full of pink flowers, countless flowers fall without the wind, floating, and the scenery is as beautiful as poetry and picturesque.

This is a forbidden area, an absolute forbidden area. Although no one guards it, the entire demon world dares to break through with only ten fingers!

At this time, an ugly man in hard armor walked in from outside the valley and bowed respectfully to a thatched hut in the center of the valley: "Report to Master, I have something to report!"

"Say!" A female voice came out in front of the thatched hut.

"The venerable from Beihandi came to report that the soul of the Saint Ancestor Rakshasa was fluctuating wrong. He used secret techniques to detect and guess that the Saint Ancestor Rakshasa might have divided a soul, but he didn't know where he went, but he was very likely to have left Beihandi!" The black-armored man explained concisely, and then asked tentatively: "The Saint Ancestor Rakshasa dared to disobey his master's ban and left Beihandi without authorization. He was really ungrateful and wasted his great kindness of the master's love for the past due to his love affairs! The little slave is willing to take her back on his behalf to deal with the master."

The thatched hut was silent for a long time, and seemed to be hesitating, but after a long time, a sigh came: "Although she fell into the Saint Ancestor Realm, you are not an opponent."

"Forget it, her realm has fallen, and there is no possibility of her passing the next heavenly punishment, but she still has less than a thousand years of life. Let her go!"

"Yes, master, that subordinate has stepped down." The ugly black-armored man nodded respectfully.

"No hurry, take this dragon grass and temper the bloodline of the true spirit evil dragon in your body. Sooner or later, it will be useful!" Then the petals flew all over the sky, and a dragon-shaped grass flew to the black-armored man with a dragon-shaped grass.

"Thank you, Master!" The man with black armor was overjoyed and respectfully took over the vivid dragon-shaped grass.

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