Han Mingqing's blind Tianjue had amazing eyesight. Soon, through layers of black rain, a black-robed figure on the island in the middle of the lake appeared, and a blood-colored cocoon were all scattered with a palpitations, all of which were present at the Nascent Soul stage or above.

Han Ming's pupils shrank. Isn't the man in black robe one of the two demon cultivators? He killed Taiyi Sect for about twenty ore-building stages and was definitely not a good person, so why are he here!

Han Ming was a little scared and subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but he could not break free from the palm of the female Luohu and was pulled toward the black lake. The female Luohu seemed to have not seen the man in black robe on the small island in the center of the lake, or was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he pulled Han Ming straight toward the edge of the black lake, and soon he walked.

After looking at the female Luohu next to her, Han Ming somehow felt a little confident and was no longer afraid. He just frowned and looked at the black-robed demon cultivator. By the way, he also used the Blue Blind Heavenly Jue to look at the blood-colored cocoon, but he couldn't see anything. All he could see was the hazy black and red.

Soon Han Ming and the female Luohu arrived at the edge of the black lake. At this time, the black-robed demon cultivator guarding the elixir demon general on the island in the middle of the lake also appeared these two guests. He turned his head and stared at Han Ming, and then automatically ignored it and looked at the female Luohu holding Han Ming's hand.

The black-robed demon cultivator had a serious face because he couldn't see through the realm of the female monster. It was obvious that the other party was at least at the Nascent Soul stage and was also a little confused. Where did these two creatures come from? They all had cow horns and were covered with black scales all over the body.

The smaller monster is better, at least two human legs, but the bigger female monster is different. Not only is it a python tail, but it also has four arms, which is very similar to a very profound magic body among the magic cultivator.

"Why do you feel like a monster? It's not right? Haven't all the holy beasts in the ancient times been killed by the ancient sects? Even the Holy General of the Lanling is like this. Where did they come from?" The black-robed demon cultivator muttered to himself.

Although he couldn't see through the opponent's strength, the black-robed demon cultivator was not worried at all. The sage of the Saint General of the Lantern Festival was in vain. Even if the Nascent Soul Stage of the Destiny Alliance came, he couldn't do anything to him!

Glazing at the two monsters, the black-robed demon cultivator had no idea of ​​taking action. Now he couldn't figure out the strength of the big monster, so it would be better to be honest. He planned to wait for the Elder Saint to break out of his cocoon before talking.

But beyond the expectations of the black-robed demon cultivator, the big monster actually pulled the little monster and walked straight towards the small island in the middle of the lake. The Yinming Demonic Aura, which was a fatal thing for the monk, was extremely obedient in front of the female Luohu.

The black-robed demon cultivator almost glared away, which completely subverted his perception. The lake water was transformed by the essence and blood spilled by the ancient demon ancestor. Even the life of the lord saint whom he highly praised was backfired by the lake water, and his body was eroded by the lake water and could not be used. Otherwise, he would not have taken over his senior brother, nor would he use soldiers to decondensate the shape, but this big monster was not afraid at all.

The black-robed demon cultivator was very shocked, but he quickly recovered because the big monster actually pulled the little monster and approached the island here. Not long after, it had been paraded for two or three miles, and it was more than a hundred feet away from him.

He glanced at the blood-colored cocoon on the edge, and then looked at the two monsters on the lake. The black-robed demon cultivator gritted his teeth, flipped his hands and took out a black flag, and waved it suddenly, and a stream of essence demonic energy flew out.

The black demonic energy condensed in the air to form a black monster, with five legs, layered with black fluff on its surface, and two snow-white fangs bared their mouths long, like a strange black pig.

The black pig has four eyes, which is very special, as if it has a strange attraction. Han Ming looked over at the first glance and felt that his mind was pulled over. If it weren't for the female Luohu looking over with her phoenix eyes and blocking the black ripples in the black pig's eyes, Han Ming's mental power would have been severely damaged.

As the female Luohu looked up, the black pig seemed to feel something extremely terrifying. It even screamed in a shrill voice, and it exploded with a "bloom" sound, turning into wisps of black gas and dissipated. At the same time, the black flag in the black-robed demon cultivator's hand also "clicked" and broke directly.

A look of eyes destroyed his demon-capturing flag. The black demon cultivator was frightened and he was about to escape immediately. But it was obviously too late. The female Luohu gently raised one hand and gently pinched the black-robed demon cultivator.

Only with a "pan" sound, the black-robed demon cultivator seemed to be suppressed by terrible pressure, and instantly exploded into a blood mist, leaving no bones left. The blood mist spread out when the wind blew, and was knocked down by the black rain in the sky.

With a light wave of the female Luohu, there was a little crystal baby the size of a palm added to her hand. She struggled desperately, but she could not break free from the female Luohu's hands. What is this white and tender baby not the Nascent Soul of the Demon Cultivator?

"Sir Saint General, help me!" The white and tender baby screamed in fear, and waved desperately to the blood cocoon in the center of the island.

Unfortunately, no matter how the white and tender baby screamed, his voice was hoarse, but the blood cocoon on the island in the center of the lake did not move, as if it was a dead object, or pretended to be a dead object.

The female Luohu ignored the white and tender baby and raised her hand and wanted to send it into her mouth. But after taking a bite, she thought of something. She turned to look at Han Ming, touched the little buffalo horn on Han Ming's head, and then sent the Nascent Soul, which had one leg missing, to Han Ming's hand.

"Give me food?" Han Ming held the Nascent Soul and felt a little flattered. This woman Luohu was so kind to him that she didn't eat her, but she left it to him.

"If you don't eat now, eat it later!" Han Ming held the Nascent Soul and did not give it to his mouth. Although this is definitely a big tonic, this is the human Nascent Soul after all, and it is still a bit disgusting if you eat it raw. Moreover, Nascent Soul has many uses, and eating raw is just one of them.

The female Luohu did not stop Han Ming, and continued to lead him to march towards the island in the center of the lake.

Han Ming looked at the blood-colored cocoon on the island in the middle of the lake, and felt a little strange. Before, he could vaguely feel some vitality in the blood-colored cocoon, but now it suddenly disappeared, and it seemed to have completely turned into a blood-colored stone.

"There are two demon cultivators in total. Is there another demon cultivator here?" Han Ming guessed silently.

Han Ming was still a little worried before, but after the female Luohu captured the black-robed demon cultivator instantly, Han Ming's little worry disappeared without a trace, and he became bolder. He looked at the blood cocoon unscrupulously, and actually hoped that the female Luohu would take action again, capture another demon cultivator in the blood cocoon, and give him another Nascent Soul.

Soon, Luohu and Han Ming arrived on the path in the center of the lake together. Luohu glanced at the bloody cocoon, frowned slightly, and gently poked out a hand, as if breaking a layer of thin paper, and took it directly in, and the blood cocoon was also broken into two petals.

Han Ming saw this and looked at the joy on his face. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the things inside the blood cocoon, feeling like a fox pretending to be a tiger.

Inside the blood cocoon was a black lamb, covered with black scales, and the two big goats on their heads were sharp and a special cold light flashed. This was a real monster with a very majestic aura, which was even better than a ghost baby or an old zombie.

This powerful saint general should have been arrogant, but now he was strangled by female Luohu with one hand and raised it from the blood cocoon. He kicked his legs hard in the air, but it was useless.

The black lamb couldn't struggle, so he screamed with a loud voice: "Master Demon Spirit, please spare me, please spare me." The begging was no worse than the previous black demon cultivator.

At first, Han Ming was shocked when he felt the breath of the lamb. He thought that there was another middle-stage demon cultivator in the blood cocoon, but he didn't expect that it was a monster comparable to the existence of ghost babies and old zombies.

But the next moment, Han Ming was a little stunned. The existence of this level was actually lifted by the female Luohu in one hand and could not resist at all. It was like pinching a little chicken. What Han Ming didn't expect was that this black sheep monster had no aura of a high-level monster at all. It actually screamed miserably and begged for mercy loudly.

The female Luohu seemed too lazy to deal with the black lamb, and did not seem to hear the black lamb begging for mercy. She just used one hand indifferently. The black scales on the black lamb's neck began to shatter, and the black blood splattered out of thin air, but it was steamed out of thin air, and no drop fell on the female Luohu or Han Ming.

"Master Demon Spirit, please spare me." The black lamb continued to beg for mercy, but it had no effect at all. Its neck had been twisted halfway. Waiting for a moment, it could be pinched to death, and it would be pinched to death if it was not ordinary pinched to death, and its soul would be shattered.

At the critical moment of life and death, the black lamb's brain was running very quickly. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and immediately shouted loudly: "Young master still has a mount. The little slave can do it, and you can do odd jobs. Lord Demon Spirit, please spare your life."

When the female Luohu heard this, she paused slightly, looked at Han Ming sideways, touched Han Ming's horns lovingly, and then clenched it violently. A dark red blood mixed with a small ball of soul flew out of the black lamb's head.

The blood mixed with the soul, and it slightly condensed into a blood-colored token, with a black goat with a hideous face drawn on it, appearing vividly, completely like a portrait of the little black goat.

The female Luohu pinched it gently, and the blood-colored token turned into more than ten strands of blood, which merged into Han Ming's head and disappeared, while Han Ming shivered suddenly, with something more in his mind.

It seems like I have taken a spiritual pet.

After letting go, the little black goat fell from the hand of the female Luohu, but it did not dare to neglect it. Instead, it quickly got up, knelt on the ground with its front legs, and said respectfully: "Little slave Ling, pay homage to the mistress, pay homage to the young master." The second immortal fairy said
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