After passing through the yellow Sumeru Formation, Han Ming turned his head and looked at the calm light curtain. His face suddenly became a little exciting. Why did he come here so simply? Originally, he was just trying it out.

After touching a Buddhist bead that emits colorful Buddha light in his hand, Han Ming began to recall the origin of this Buddhist bead. This was obtained by a monk named Wu Tao from a Taiyi Sect in the Jiedan period when he was still in Beiyuan.

For some reason, Wu Tao and several other Taiyi Sect's Dan Killing Stage appeared in the Land of the Death Ghost Sect's Death Spirit, and fought with a copper corpse comparable to a fake baby in the Nether Ghost Sect. In the end, both sides were injured and Han Ming picked up a bargain.

This golden Buddhist bead was one of Han Ming's spoils. Wu Tao used this golden Buddhist bead to firmly suppress the ghost king, the Ghost King of the Ghost King. It is a rare ancient treasure of Buddhism and Taoism.

In the past, Han Ming was in the foundation building stage and could not activate magic weapons or ancient treasures, so he kept holding the Buddhist beads in the storage bag. After he became a Dan stage, he knew that Wu Tao was a monk of Taiyi Sect, so he had never used the golden Buddhist beads, for fear that he would be discovered by those who were interested and could not explain clearly.

If it weren't for the fact that when he approached the Sumeru array, the Buddha treasure placed in the corner of the storage bag would have emitted colorful Buddha lights independently, Han Ming could not remember that he had this Buddha treasure on his body, and he almost forgot it all!

Taking advantage of the fact that the ninth-level old ghost was not paying attention, Han Ming just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that the Buddhist bead seemed to be related to the Sumeru formation, and independently emitted a colorful light, allowing it to easily pass through the Sumeru formation that could block the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The ninth-level old ghost disappeared from the spot and appeared on the edge of the Sumeru Formation in an instant. He looked straight at Han Ming in the light curtain and shouted, "How did you get over!"

Han Ming's eyes rolled slightly, put away the Buddhist beads, and slowly spoke without changing his face: "I don't know, I came in for no reason."

The ninth-level old ghost looked at Han Ming's appearance, then looked at the Sumeru formation blocking the two of them. His face suddenly changed, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "Then you come out first!"

Han Ming patted the smooth Sumeru formation as smooth as a mirror and grinned, "Young man can't get out anymore. Senior Xu Gui, please stay here first. You will walk inside and explore the way for you, and see where the two demon cultivators over there have been running!"

After saying that, Han Ming waved his sleeves and ran towards the black giant mountain three or four miles away without looking back, regardless of the ninth-level old ghost outside the Sumeru Formation.

The ninth-level old ghost watched Han Ming escape and left, and the smile squeezed out on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold feeling. This little cultivator of the human race dared to leave it and run away first. The previous respectful surrender seemed to be pretending.

Looking at Han Ming's back gradually disappearing into his eyes, the ninth-level old ghost suddenly remembered something, laughed, pinched the magic trick, and activated the mark left on Han Ming before.

With the activation of the ninth-level old ghost, Han Ming, who was running in the distance, suddenly paused, fell down and ate mud, then curled up and rolled on the ground, as if he was suffering some severe pain.

"Hmph, kid, you're probably underestimating the Fengxuan ghost spirit left by me before. Do you really think that what I said is a little painful, just a little pain? This is the bone-eroding pain that even the Nascent Soul stage can't bear! Come back honestly, otherwise it will be enough to make you feel alive!" The ninth-level old ghost shouted loudly at Han Ming's back, proudly.

The ninth-level old ghost felt that he had a foresight. He planted the wind throne ghost power on this kid. Not only could he grasp his traces, but he could also use the dark force to tremble the dantian, causing unbearable pain. It was easy to control the monks in the Killing Dan stage.

Just when the ninth-level old ghost felt that Han Ming couldn't bear it for long, he would surrender and come back honestly, but the human boy there surprised it again, and the young monk in the Killing Dan stage actually stood up slowly.

Although there were some faint smoke blocking it several miles away, the ninth-level old ghost clearly saw the clear eyes of the human boy, not suffering from severe pain at all, and it also saw a hint of sarcasm in the other party's eyes.

After looking at the completely golden abdomen, Han Ming headed towards the Black Giant Mountain without hesitation, leaving only the ninth-level old ghost outside the Sumeru Formation stunned. Feng Xuan ghost spirit was useless. How could this be possible!

After leaving the Sumeru Formation, Han Ming took out the golden Buddhist bead again and looked up and down, left and right, but he didn't find anything special, so he had to put it on his neck.

This golden Buddhist bead seems to have a lot to do with the Sumeru formation. If it is placed outside, it may have some unexpected effects!

Then Han Ming raised his head and looked at the giant mountain in front of him. His face was full of amazement. When he looked at it closely, he felt the vastness of the black giant mountain, and the clouds and mist in the sky could only barely cover the foot of the mountain.

The immortal palace hidden in the clouds and mist that I saw not long ago was only more than a thousand feet above the ground, just like the building at the foot of the mountain. The top of the real giant mountain was completely blocked by countless magic circles.

This giant mountain is definitely the largest he has ever seen. He even left the other high mountains far away. As soon as he approached, a strong and wild aura came to his face, as if he had returned to the ancient times in an instant.

"Although the treasure is good, it still needs to be used with a life. Now, as long as you practice according to the rules and work hard to make babies, you can't be confused by some so-called great fortune!" Han Ming raised his head and looked at the giant mountain above his head, trying his best to persuade him.

After moving his head hard, Han Ming did not go to see the Black Giant Mountain, but turned his head, found a hidden place, began to activate his magic power, and began to refine the wind spiral ghost power left by the ninth-level old ghost.

Although Fengxuan ghost spirit was trapped by the gold-turned molten gold body and could not cause pain, it should still have a marking effect. As long as you stay in Han Ming's body for one day, the ninth-level old ghost could find his trace based on the Fengxuan ghost spirit.

If Feng Xuan's ghost spirit is still inside, Han Ming feels that he is just a beacon in the dark night, and he can be found by the ninth-level old ghost wherever he goes, and there is no possibility of implementing his plan to escape.

Han Ming did not plan to go to this black giant mountain to look for luck. He planned to clear the Fengxuan ghost spirit, and then found a remote place, exited the Sumeru Formation, and then sneaked out of the place quietly. When the time came, he opened the portal, left this secret realm, and left the ancient ruins outside to find Tianxin Dan.

It’s not that Han Ming was not moved by the things on the Black Giant Mountain, but that he couldn’t. There were two demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage on the Black Giant Mountain. It was very dangerous. If he met them, it would be dangerous. It was not worth taking such a great danger for the sake of not knowing what luck it was.

"No matter how powerful a treasure is, it can compare to the Tianxin Pill? This kind of Tiandi Pill will definitely cause existences like the Nascent Soul Stage or even old zombies and ghost babies to snatch them!" Han Ming comforted himself a few more words, then found a place to start to clear the Fengxuan ghost spirit.

At the same time, on the black giant mountain, about two thousand feet high, two black-robed demon cultivators who entered the Sumeru Formation in advance stood in front of the ethereal fairy palace. Looking at the misty smoke inside, the spiritual energy surging like a tide, all of them were a little hot in their eyes.

"Forget it, junior brother, big things are important, so wait for treasure hunting!" The demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul took his gaze away from the huge palace group and spoke leisurely.

"Oh!" The demon cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul nodded, and also tried hard to move his eyes away from the Immortal Palace, and looked up at the top of the giant mountain.

After a look, the two demon cultivators climbed upward along a small path, leaving the vast immortal palace behind.

As they moved up, the two demon cultivators soon climbed to about three thousand feet, stood in front of a black lake, staring at a black goat on a small island in the middle of the lake, unable to accommodate anything else.

The lake is full of black and viscous lake water, with extremely pure and rich demonic energy, and black mist constantly evaporates from it. In the area of ​​about a hundred feet, it condenses into black rain and goes down one after another.

"The corpse of the Holy General is really here!" The demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul stared at the goat on the island, his eyes full of surprise.

"Indeed, according to the ancient demons in the clan, the Saint Lord brought dozens of Saint Generals into the world, but due to the suppression of the interface, his strength was greatly reduced. As a result, he was taken advantage of the opportunity to enter the world by the top masters on the continent and all fell. After the battle of demon suppression, only the Saint General of the Yiling escaped to the Holy Demon Lake, hoping to use the blood of the Demon Ancestor's essence to force the magic image of the Demon Ancestor, but was blocked by the human race who rushed over and died by backlash. Only a soul split was left hidden in the scales. I hope that the backhand he had set up before could be triggered and reappeared in the world." Another early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator responded so well, and also stared at the black giant beast in the middle of the lake island.

"Stop talking nonsense, prepare to release the Holy General's soul! The Holy General is reborn, opens the road to the spirit, opens up the path to the holy realm, and opens up the channel with the holy realm. Dominating the continent is just a trivial matter. Going to the holy realm, it is true that you don't have to be constrained by the heaven and earth's vital energy, and you can also advance to a higher level!" The demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul grinned, and then walked towards the Black Lake.

"Junior brother, be careful. The rumor of this Holy Demon Lake was transformed from the essence and blood spilled by the ancient demon ancestor Luohu. The blood demon evil power inside is very pure. Although we are demon cultivators, we can withstand the black demon rain, if we fall into the lake, we will not be able to climb up without losing half of our lives!" The demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul turned his head and reminded the demon cultivator behind him.
Chapter completed!