Three days later, on the edge of the river, a white-headed tiger lies on the ground with a hanging eye on his face, fighting with four strands, and he dared not move for a moment, as if there was a terrible monster staring at it.

Han Ming sat in a magic circle, holding a spirit stone with one hand, pinching gestures with the other, and closing his eyes slightly, as if he was practicing some kind of exercise.

Han Ming kept this state quietly, motionless, as if he was a wooden carving. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that he slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the Haohao River in the distance, and glanced at the white-headed tiger with hanging eyes. Seeing that there was no movement, he closed his eyes again!

Han Ming seemed calm now, but in fact he felt extremely depressed. It had been three days since he had already lured the monster out. This was really something was wrong!

Regarding the monsters, Han Ming asked himself that he was much better than ordinary monks. Judging from the information obtained by the Chen brothers and sisters, he probably guessed the origin of this monster attacking mortals everywhere. It may be an extremely rare evil thing called the monster ape.

The monster ape is a kind of ape in terms of its name, but in fact it is not a monkey at all, but a corpse-like evil creature born from human corpses under extremely harsh conditions. Because it has hair all over, bent over and hunched back, it looks like a monkey, so it got the name of a monster ape!

The demon ape is made of human corpses, so it has an extremely paranoid love for human flesh and blood. This is also the reason why there are many fish in the river, but this demon ape does not catch it, but goes ashore to hunt mortals.

After guessing the origin of this monster, Han Ming consciously captured this monster ape without any effort, so he thought he could complete the task quickly, but unexpectedly, three days later, and he didn't even see the shadow of the monster ape!

"There is no problem with the tempting spirit objects collected by the Chen brothers and sisters. And just in case, I injected the essence of blood evil energy from the Blood Evil Gour into the tiger's body. This essence of blood evil energy is condensed by more than a thousand mortals' flesh and blood, and is also the most evil thing in the world. Logically speaking, the monster ape is not very intelligent and will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of two-pronged approach, but now it has been so long, why hasn't it come out yet? Could this monster ape no longer be here?" Han Ming opened his eyes again and looked at the tiger not far away, feeling more depressed.

Han Ming frowned and thought for a while, then sighed, suddenly stood up, and walked straight towards the tiger by the river.

The tiger kept lying on the ground and trembling. When it saw the man in blue gradually approaching, it trembled even more violently, as if it had seen a real monster, and there was no such momentum as the king of beasts.

"You beast, you are also asking for trouble. You dare to mess with me. You wanted to treat me as food before. I didn't use you as a carrier of bait. Wouldn't it be a pity!" Han Ming squatted beside the tiger that had been trembling and shook his head slightly and smiled.

"If you can lead that evil ape out, it will not be impossible to let you go!" Han Ming touched the tiger's head, then slapped the storage bag and took out a broken evil blood-colored gourd. His magic power poured into it, and he immediately pulled out a thread of blood.

As soon as the blood strand appeared, the smell of blood suddenly became in the air. Han Ming waved his fingertips and pointed a little towards the tiger's forehead. He immediately injected the blood strand into the tiger's body. At this time, the bloody smell in the air dissipated most of the time.

After injecting the blood evil spirit again, Han Ming patted the tiger's forehead, turned around and walked towards the grass he had been before. Then, when he was about to reach the grass, his brow frowned slightly, and a cold flashed in his eyes.

Han Ming turned his head and glanced at the tiger, glanced around casually, then slowly sat back to the grass and meditated again, but another coldness flashed by!

Han Ming accidentally stroked a black cloth bag on his waist with one hand, and then a trace of sneer appeared on his face and closed his eyes, regardless of the outside environment.

Just after Han Ming closed his eyes for about half a quarter of an hour, a few big trees dozens of feet away suddenly flew out a dozen small flags of different colors and shot towards Han Ming. In just a moment, he flew not far away to Han Ming.

After the small flags approached Han Ming quickly, they circled in the air and shot out beams of light, blending together, forming a large blue net, covering Han Ming's entire body.

It was covered by the big net. Han Ming seemed to have reacted at this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and then frowned and stared at the blue big net in front of him.

"Go." Han Ming waved and threw out a fist-sized fireball, hitting straight towards the big blue net.

"Sher." It seemed as if an ordinary fireball was thrown into the water. The fireball that Han Ming threw out hit the big blue net and was extinguished.

Seeing this, Han Ming did not show any unexpected expression on his face. Instead, he flipped his hand and took out a talisman with a golden sword, threw it into the air, and at the same time a magic trick penetrated it.

As the magic trick was injected, the talisman turned into a small sword about an inch long. Looking at the appearance of the small sword, it was the small sword drawn on the talisman.

"Go." Han Ming shouted softly, and the golden sword immediately turned into a golden light and shot out, stabbing directly on the big blue net.

The golden sword seemed extremely sharp and seemed invincible. But when Fang hit the big blue net, he was slightly shaken by the big blue net, and turned into golden light and dissipated in the air.

"Hahaha, boy, don't waste your energy. We are joining together and urging this Qingwang array. Not to mention that you, one of the twelve levels of Qi training, even if two more Qi training cultivators come to forcefully break this array!" An old man with white beards walked out from the tree where the small flag was shot out before, and looked at Han Ming, who was trapped in the blue net with a smile on his face.

"Yes, boy, don't work hard. This formation is not an ordinary person. Just a monk at the twelve level of Qi training can never be broken!" Another old man in black robe walked out from behind a tree and smiled faintly.

Then another old man in black robe and a big man in a beard came out from behind the tree, all looking at Han Ming trapped in the formation with a sneer.

When Han Ming saw the four people coming out from not far away, he couldn't help but frown slightly. These four people were all cultivators and their cultivation was not low. One of them was even more perfect in Qi training, one level higher than him.
Chapter completed!