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Chapter six hundred and ninety first ghost baby

He looked at the ghost hand on his shoulder. Han Ming looked a little nostalgic in his eyes. He sighed to the sky with a sad voice, and said to himself, "I have changed, I have changed a long time ago. I have been the boy who knew nothing at the time."

"This illusion has reached the point where the illusion is born from the heart, and it even hooked my inner demon. It is extremely high. If you are trapped in the Nascent Soul stage, it is probably not easy to wake up and get out of trouble!" Han Ming glanced around and smiled slightly at the white ghost on the side.

He poked out his hand, grabbed the white ghost's neck like lightning, and lifted it up. Han Ming said coldly: "It's a pity that you are not the eldest brother, you are just a ghost that has been transformed into a skin shape. Although I can't even see through your disguise technique!"

"Junior brother, why are you doing? You want to kill me? You actually want to kill me. You forgot who saved you before!" The white ghost looked at Han Ming in disbelief, struggling desperately, but he couldn't struggle with Han Ming's arm at all.

With a slight force on one hand, the white ghost king's throat was twisted and his body was shattered by Han Ming with more than ten magic swords, dissipating invisible. Whether he is a fifth-level ghost king or any other ghost, he will definitely die.

Han Ming didn't even look at the dissipated white ghost, and continued to look at the surrounding environment in a blink of an eye, wanting to rush out as soon as possible. After all, Bai Ni was still outside, and he was dealing with the 'time sequence' alone.

But Han Ming didn't have a lot of things around him for long, and he felt as if he was staring at something terrifying, like a light on his back.

Han Ming turned his head suddenly and left and saw two feet away. A fat baby with blood-red body sat on the ground, staring at him, as if he was watching a very delicious prey.

"Wow, wow, wow, so cruel. Just kill it like this. Aren't you afraid of killing the wrong one? Did I reveal any flaws? These are all made up based on the deepest fluctuations in your heart!" The baby smiled quackly and met Han Ming's eyes.

Seeing this little baby close to him, Han Ming suddenly became furious. He instantly felt that this little baby was not something he could deal with. It was definitely a very strong existence. The pressure on him was even stronger than that of Rakshasa and Feng Qingyang, and he was even a bit like the old zombie of the Corpse King Peak.

Han Ming suddenly raised his leg and escaped for about twenty feet. Although this distance is nothing to the monk in the Kalpa stage, it has no effect on this little baby. However, this will make Han Ming feel a little relieved and a little deceiving himself as if he is hiding his ears.

"Why are you so cruel and killing me directly? Are you not afraid of killing the wrong one?" The little baby's gloomy and terrifying words came from Han Ming's ears and poured into Han Ming's head.

Han Ming looked sideways and saw that the dead were all over the place. The little baby sat on his shoulder at some point, half of his fat arms wrapped around his neck, smiling "simplely" and revealing the little tiger teeth like two zombie teeth.

Han Ming suddenly reached out his hand and was about to capture the baby and throw it away, but the baby smiled, opened his mouth, and bit it in his throat.

The molten gold body that is hard to damage in general magic weapons is like soft tofu in front of the baby's teeth, and is easily pierced without any obstacles. The large thighs of blood were swallowed into the stomach by the baby.

Han Ming felt that he could not move anymore, and the gap in strength was too big. The little baby simply imprisoned him, and no matter how he activated the molten gold body or other magic, he could not move any more.

Moreover, this little baby was so weird that his blood was sucking not in human body, but in the blood of the monster hidden under human body.

Han Ming felt very sad. After finishing the attack, the monster was pitted by the Blood Jade Spider once. It was already depleted of essence and blood, but it has not recovered yet. Now it has been swallowed by this little baby, so I am afraid I will die.

Later, Han Ming found that he was thinking too much. When he met this little baby, it was still a matter of whether he could survive. If he was cut off with a knife, except for the Nether Bone body, there might be a glimmer of hope. The other two bodies were dead. It doesn’t matter how much blood was lost in the monster body.

However, beyond Han Ming's expectations, the little baby sucked about 30% of his body's essence and blood, and stopped swallowing it.

"What a delicious blood, but unfortunately it's a pity that it's a little loss. There's not much essence and blood. I'll keep it well first, fatten it before sucking it!" The baby touched his belly with satisfaction, and licked a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth with his scarlet tongue.

"Let's go, cruel guy, you will be the exclusive blood bank of Ghost Master in the future. You will definitely raise you to be fat and fat in the future!" The little baby sat on Han Ming's shoulder, pulled Han Ming's ear, and pointed to the front.

The little baby seemed not to plan to kill him. Han Mingru received a general amnesty and decisively surrendered, leaving Qingshan without worrying about no firewood. He tried to whisper: "Senior, your illusion has not been removed yet, I can't get out."

"This illusion is not made by Ghost Master. Ghost Master just saw you interesting, come in and play with you." The little baby stretched out his chubby little hand and made a move to a certain place. The surrounding birds and flowers suddenly dissipated, and it turned into a barren and deserted land of meteoric immortals again. "Next, Ghost Master will take a look at another interesting girl, which seems to have some origins."

The illusion disappeared, and Han Ming immediately saw Bai Ni in the distance and the "time sequence" standing in front of Bai Ni. At this time, the two looked a little strange. The "time sequence" seemed to not want to kill Bai Ni, and kept casting spells to stabilize the riotous aura of Bai Ni's body.

There seemed to be something wrong with Bo Ni, and the "time sequence" was helping him suppress it.

When the illusion was broken, the "time sequence" suddenly turned around and looked at Han Ming in surprise. It was obvious that she didn't expect that a young cultivator in the Killing Dan stage could actually break her illusion. This was really incredible.

"Sequence" looked at Han Ming, and her pupils shrank slightly. She saw the little baby on Han Ming's shoulder. The little baby actually gave her an extremely dangerous feeling, as if she could pinch her to death later.

His eyes rolled, and his sleeves were waving, and he wrapped his unconscious Bai Ni and fled into the distance without even saying a word.

"Hmph, I still want to leave in front of the ghost master?" The little baby on Han Ming's shoulder laughed and gently grabbed the direction of the escape of "time sequence".

A blood-colored ghost claw that was more than a hundred feet long fell on the top of the head of the "Sequence", and suddenly closed. Under the violent claws, the tip of the claws were faintly accompanied by five weak space cracks. This attack had already faintly exceeded the power of the space under this place.

"Let's go!" "Search" grabbed Bai Ni, shouted softly, and a three-color giant flower appeared all over his body. Then a ball of blood mist exploded on the spot, and the light flashed violently. "Search" distracted the spirit and disappeared from the spot with Bai Ni, and the blood-colored giant claws fell into the space.
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