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Chapter six hundred and twentieth eighth chapter live dead insects

With a gentle lift, the female cultivator surnamed Liu was like a rag bag. Han Ming kicked away with her feet. She rolled on the ground for several consecutive times, smashed and hit a stone wall before stopping, slumped on the ground and moaning constantly.

The female cultivator surnamed Liu had no power to resist, and was like a useless man.

Han Ming looked up at Yuan Ling's side.

Yuan Ling was prepared for the sneak attack by the monk named Huang. Although she was just a new monk in the Killing Dan stage, the monk named Huang was only in the early stage of Killing Dan stage. With all her strength in defense, the monk named Huang could not take her down in a short time. The two of them were in a stalemate.

Yuan Ling, who was fully defending, was shocked and happy when he saw Han Ming's move. Although he had known that Senior Brother Han had a strong skill and was stronger than the middle stage of ordinary elixir, he did not expect that as soon as he took action, he would directly destroy a cultivator in the early stage of elixir.

Yuan Ling secretly felt fortunately, but fortunately, Han Ming fell to the false pill stage and had some bad ideas. Otherwise, she would be the one who was lying on the ground now!

Completely different from Yuan Ling, the monk surnamed Huang was full of horror. He turned his head and the Taoist companion in his elixir stage was directly destroyed, and the golden elixir was taken out. This was too sudden.

The monk surnamed Huang suddenly realized that Yuan Ling's clan brother was definitely not a fake elixir stage monk, he was definitely a elixir stage monk, and he was not an ordinary elixir stage monk, at least at mid-stage or above!

He stopped the trick at the first time. The monk named Huang jumped aside, tried to stay away from Han Ming as much as possible, released a large shield, and defended with all his strength.

Han Ming stood quietly, looking at the monk named Huang like a frightened bird, but he didn't do anything at all, just with a faint smile.

"Senior Brother Han is a good method, junior sister admires it!" Yuan Ling walked to Han Ming with a smile.

"It's just a trick of eagle, it's not worth mentioning!" Han Ming shook his head, said modestly, then turned his head, looked at the monk named Huang, and said with a smile: "'Senior Huang', are you waiting for death by yourself and getting a chance to reincarnate in the vast world, or are you going to let the 'junior' do it for you and your soul is completely gone?"

"Senior Brother? You are not from the same clan. You are really not a fake alchemy cultivator. Who are you? You have already discussed to kill me and why are you not poisoned by the fragrance of Dharma? "The monk surnamed Huang hid behind the big shield and shouted angrily.

The monk surnamed Huang's face was full of ferocious expressions, and his magic power surged all over his body, as if he was about to start a fight with Han Ming and the others.

"The biggest threat to the fragrance of scattered Dharma is that it is invisible and intangible. You will be caught in the Dan Killing Stage. But if you know in advance, there are so many ways to block the fragrance of scattered Dharma. Having said that, looking at the appearance of 'Senior Huang', I plan to continue to resist. That's fine, let me measure the skills of scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered

Although Han Ming's magic power is just a false pill now, the melted gold body is only in the physical body, and there is no regard for magic power. Once the full force is activated, the destructive power will not be lower than that of the late stage monks of the Killing Pill.

Whether it is the molten gold body or the monster body, the temporary methods are to strengthen the body and are best at melee combat. Within ten feet, Han Ming can completely kill ordinary magical practices of the same level. Unless the other party has a rare defensive treasure, he cannot escape.

Now the monk named Huang and Han Ming are in the same cave, and the distance is completely within ten feet. After using the molten gold body, he took down the monk named Huang and forced him to kill him. He may not even want to breathe five times.

Han Ming did not release his magic weapon, but his secret weapon, and he actually rushed up with his fists. The monk surnamed Huang was stunned for a moment. He felt that the monk in the green robe in front of him was stupid, and he was fighting like a mortal fight!

Although he was amazed by Han Ming's fighting style, the yellow-robed monk did not dare to neglect at all. He released a flying knife with a flash of inspiration and chopped Han Ming down at the rushing towards him, and he was about to cut Han Ming into two pieces. The lion also used all his strength to fight the rabbit, not to mention that the man in the green robed person in front of him might be very strong.

Originally, he thought Han Ming would retreat or release magic weapons or something to fight his flying knife, and Han Ming's next actions shocked the yellow-robed monk. Facing a magic weapon-level flying knife, the man in the green-robed robe did not retreat at all, but hit the blade of the flying knife head-on.

"Go to die!" The yellow-robed monk didn't think too much, and suddenly urged his magic power. The flying sword magic weapon flashed suddenly, emitting an extremely sharp sword light, and slashed Han Ming's fist first.

The yellow-robed monk did not see Han Ming being split in half, but saw the flying knife being bounced away, as if he had hit something extremely hard. Then the man in the green-robed man took a slight step, instantly approached him, and smashed him down with a fist that flashed with golden light.

"Dong, dong, dong." A sound of ironclads of gold and stones sounded, and Han Ming's fists slammed on a magic weapon shield in front of the monk named Huang like raindrops.

"This is not a fist, it is definitely a magic weapon!" The monk surnamed Huang had only time to flash this idea, and the big shield in front of him was smashed, and then a fist hit his abdomen.

The fist hit the front and came out from behind. He held a golden elixir the size of a longan, full of blood.

After putting his fists down and waved his hand slightly, the blood and flesh on Han Ming's arm automatically took off, and his robe returned to tidy again, with only two golden elixirs in his hand. The original owner was a cultivator surnamed Huang and a female cultivator surnamed Liu.

Yuan Ling walked up slowly, looked at the monk named Huang who was lying on the ground, and then looked at Han Ming with a faint smile. She couldn't help but feel more respect in her eyes. Her eyes looked like she looked at the fake infant monks in the sect.

"Senior Brother Han's methods are amazing, Yuan Ling admires them!" Yuan Ling stared at Han Ming with beautiful eyes.

"It's just a secret technique, and the limitation is very large!" Han Ming shook his head and turned to look at the two Dan-stage monks lying on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist, we don't want it anymore. We don't want the jade of the Spirit Source and the thunder ball. We give it to you and let us have a way out!" The yellow-robed monk covered the wound as big as a bowl on his abdomen and moaned tremblingly.

Before Han Ming could speak, Yuan Ling, who was on the other side, flipped his hands and called the Lingyuan Jade and two thunder balls, held it in both hands, and handed it to Han Ming: "Senior Brother Han, the thing has returned to the original owner!"

Han Ming took the two kinds of spiritual objects, grabbed them in his hands, and kept playing with them.

"Junior Sister Yuan, thank you for helping me protect the Dharma this time. I don't want to owe everyone favors. There is nothing to thank for. I'll give this female cultivator's storage bag to my junior sister. In addition, my junior sister has not yet refined her natal magic weapon. The senior brother has an unexpected crystal here, which is barely enough for the use of a magic weapon to temper her, and I'll give it to my junior sister!"

Han Ming waved his hand, and the storage bag of the female cultivator on the ground was swept out by him and landed in Yuanling's hand. Then he tapped it lightly, and a red crystal as big as a thumb flew into Yuanling's hand.

"The Artifact Sect's Yuan Crystal!" Yuan Ling held the red crystal with a look of surprise on her face. She opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at Han Ming, "Senior Brother Han is sure that this is for me!"

Han Ming smiled slightly, nodded, and then said, "Junior Sister Yuan can avoid it for the time being. Senior Brother wants to talk to these two fellow Taoists about some things."

After getting Han Ming's confirmation, Yuan Ling nodded in surprise, gave Han Ming a gift, and said crisply: "Thank you, Senior Brother Han, I'll leave now!" He said, Yuan Ling happily left the cave with her skirt.

After Yuan Ling left, Han Ming raised his hand gently, set up a cover array, covering most of the cave, and then sucked through the air, sucking two cultivators who had no resistance.

"Fellow Taoist, spare our lives. We don't want spiritual things anymore, I don't want them at all, I'll give them all to you!" The female cultivator surnamed Liu burst into tears and begged bitterly.

"Give me the spirit objects? It's so funny. This spiritual source jade and thunder ball are my things, so why do you outsiders give it to me?" Han Ming sneered, then took out some spiritual objects on his own and piled them aside.

"It was originally yours?" The monk surnamed Huang didn't react and spoke in a daze.

Then Han Ming stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed it on the golden elixir of the female cultivator surnamed Liu.

What surprised the monks surnamed Huang and female cultivators surnamed Liu happened. Han Ming's index finger actually swelled and shrank, turning into a bug. A faint black and golden mist lingered on his body, and two eyes with fierce rays showed a faint look of excitement.

The cultivator surnamed Huang and the female cultivator surnamed Liu instantly recognized that this was the insect that had passed the tribulation. They were a little confused. Wasn’t this insect captured by a group of cultivators in the Killing Dan stage? Why did he come here!

"I understand, the insects are yours, the jade of the spiritual source is also yours, and the thunder ball is also yours, and they are all yours. You set traps with these, just target us, and you want to kill people and grab treasures!" The monk named Huang murmured to himself.

"You are not worthy of me to target me!" Han Ming sneered, then looked at Wuzhizhu, "According to your little thing, these two people did not kill them, but they wanted to see what you really want to do!"

My finger insect's round eyes glanced at Han Ming, then turned his head, opened his mouth, and bit the golden elixir into his mouth. It was strange. My finger insect was only the size of an index finger, but it could stretch its mouth like a python and swallow something bigger than its head.

"Crack, crack, crack." A crisp sound, my finger insect easily bit the golden elixir and swallowed it.

"No!" The female cultivator surnamed Liu moaned in despair. Her golden elixir was swallowed. Even if she survived by chance and repaired her dantian by chance, her cultivation would be completely destroyed.

Han Ming ignored the female cultivator surnamed Liu, but raised his hand, threw out another golden elixir, fed it to Wujingworm, and then raised his head and bit it to pieces and swallowed it.

He swallowed two golden elixirs in succession, and the Wuqi Cyprus, who was injured by the heavenly tribulation, regained some vitality. He waved his body and rushed to the head of the female cultivator surnamed Liu. He opened his mouth and swallowed another golden elixir, which integrated into the forehead of the female cultivator surnamed Liu.

I pointed out that the insect spit out the golden elixir and the one swallowed it was different. This "golden elixir" was one size smaller. There were strands of black lines under the light golden surface, and there was a strange insect shadow inside.

As soon as the golden elixir was integrated into the head of the female cultivator Liu, she fainted and soon her soul dissipated. However, her body was strangely not dead. She was even breathing and her heartbeat did not stop. What was even more strange was that black shredded flesh appeared on the surface of the blood hole that Han Ming had taken out with his hand, and he repaired it.

I gently flicked the insect's body and flew to the head of the monk named Huang. I also opened my mouth slightly, spit out a "golden elixir" that was similar to before, and melted into the head of the monk named Huang.

"I am the elder of Qingyang Sect, you are from Taiyi Sect, we are from the Alliance Sect, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!" The monk surnamed Huang struggled to death, crying for mercy.
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