With the detection of the Thunder-Devouring Spirit, Han Ming was walking on flat ground in the ruins of the Tianxin Sect, bypassing the dangerous areas covered with space cracks, and approaching the half of the altar in the distance.

The elixir turned into a little Aries again, and was held in Han Ming's arms. He looked at his young master strangely again. As expected, the young master was a little too special. He could detect the location of the space cracks clearly. He did things that did not meet the cultivation level of the Dan Killing Stage.

After experiencing too much, Yiling was a little immune. After the young master did something unexpected, it took it for granted. After all, it was not in vain to put the name of the ancient spirit there.

Looking up at half of the altar, Yiling was also quite excited. He had also seen the altar in the middle of the Jiufa River and saw that the two incomplete altars were originally one. After a little thought, he could guess that the young man in Jiucai robe sitting cross-legged on the altar was the owner of a holy mountain.

As for the owner of the Holy Mountain, Yiling couldn't imagine his realm. He only knew that the owner of the Holy Mountain was an existence that could compete with the adult Luohu. Even in their holy world, it was not impossible to say that it was difficult to find an opponent in the world, and the three major demons were not necessarily opponents.

Yiling is still a little self-aware, thinking that even in its heyday, he can be stabbed to death by these young men in nine-color robes. The gap in realms is too big, and maybe they can all have three major realms.

Han Ming, like Yi Ling, was quite excited. With the help of the Qingblind Heavenly Trick, he clearly saw the four volumes of classics held by the young man in the Jiucai robe over there. If he guessed it well, it would be a method that matched the Hualun Trick. He just didn't know that it was the ones in the nine sets of magic tricks!

As he walked forward, Han Ming hugged the altar and quickly approached half of the altar over there. The distance between the two was only five or six miles, and he could get close to the other side without two or three incense sticks.

Just as Han Ming was about to add, his brow suddenly frowned and stopped. At the same time, Yiling stared at one direction with his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Young master, something is wrong, there seems to be movement over there."

"You also feel it? I said where the space fluctuations came from? It turns out that someone really came here." Han Ming nodded, comforted the thunder-eating spirit sitting cross-legged on Luohu's natal crystal core, and then touched the elixir in his arms: "Release the secret technique of concealing, hide it first, and see who is the sacred place."

Yiling nodded, waved his hooves and swept out a large black magic light, covering Han Ming, and then rolled in, and disappeared from the spot. Not only could the naked eye not sense it, but the mental power of the Nascent Soul stage could not be revealed.

Shortly after Han Ming and Yiling disappeared, about five hundred feet away from half the altar, the space trembled suddenly, and then seven figures broke out from a huge crack in the space.

The seven people had a huge aura, clearly being at the Nascent Soul Stage or above. There were five people wearing black robes. Seeing that their entire saints were dissipating the aura of evil spirits, they were clearly cultivators from the Ghost Society.

As for the last monk, he was a little boy of five or six years old, but he was wearing an exaggerated robe. He was respectful and did not dare to show off. Who was Shenggong Bao who had separated from Han Ming before?

"The secret realm that Shenggong Bao mentioned before was actually the remains of Tianxin Sect!" Han Ming looked over there strangely, muttered in secret, and then raised his foot to walk out.

Now this look is clearly because Shenggong Bao was caught by the Ghost Society. If he had no strength, he would have pretended not to see it. But now there is a slight move on to solve the Ghost Society monk. Han Ming still doesn't mind helping this senior brother.

Of course, there is another important reason why Han Ming was ready to take action, that is, there are six ghost cultivators, five cultivators at the late stage of the Killing Pill, and one Nascent Soul stage. The wealth is definitely great, and it is also good to rob the family.

The body of the five late-stage monks in the Killing Pill stage is enough to quadruple the number of ghost-headed insects. In addition, a Nascent Soul has made Han Ming no longer stand by and watch.

But just as Han Ming was about to raise his foot to show his body, bypass the space crack, and flew to the safety zone there, Yiling struggled for a while and whispered: "Young Master, wait a moment, something was wrong with that Gongbao. He seemed to be using some special soul magic, and it seemed to be urging something."

"The Soul Spirit Magic?" After being reminded by Yiling, Han Ming took back his foot, thought for a while and continued to watch, without rushing to take action.

After thinking about it carefully, Han Ming noticed something was wrong, remembering that Shenggong Bao had invited him to explore the secret realm before, and said that an ancient corpse was found, with storage bags on the ancient corpse, but now he saw that the young corpse in the nine-color robe did not have storage bags on the ancient corpse. Shenggong Bao lied to him, and the purpose seemed to be to attract him here.

When Shenggong Bao stopped him, he used that strange ability on him. If he hadn't reacted quickly and had made Yan Ling turn around immediately, he might have already won Shenggong Bao's special ability.

Before, Han Ming did not have much evidence to prove that Gong Bao was intentional and it was difficult to pursue it. Now when he looked back, things seemed to be wrong. Senior Brother Gong Bao Sheng seemed to have bad intentions towards him!

"Then let's stay aside and see what he is planning to do it on purpose. If he is really innocent, then save him at the last moment!" Han Ming whispered to the elixir in his arms.

"Yes, young master." Yiling nodded and responded.

Next, Han Ming leaned over there while quietly looking at Shenggong Bao and the group of monks from the Ghost Society.

"My fellow scholars of Ku Ling Sect, senior Ku Sha, I have not deceived you with silence. This is indeed a great secret realm. Look, here is a thousand miles in radius, but it has not been seen in thousands of years. It is definitely an ancient sect!" Sheng Gongbao nodded and laughed apologetically.

The Nascent Soul cultivator named Kusha did not pay attention to Ascending Gong Bao, but looked around, and the calmness on his face disappeared, replaced by an unconcealed look of excitement.

I originally thought that the secret realm mentioned by the little cultivator of this weapon formation Dan Sect was exaggerated, but in fact it was just a small secret realm, but it was far beyond his expectations. Such a large secret realm really has never appeared in a thousand years!

Such a great secret realm was revealed by their Ku Ling Sect. It was really an opportunity to descend from heaven. God was trying to make their Ku Ling Sect grow stronger.

"There is no lies in what you said before. If you go forward, when my sect receives enough things, you will naturally keep your promise and let your life go!" Kushaci spoke, and then added: "You go ahead, I will protect you from behind."

"Senior Kusha, there are some space cracks here. I dare not come forward. Now that you have reached this secret realm, you have great kindness and let it go!" Shenggong Bao begged with a bitter face.

"Hmph, are you going to toast or not, and you're punished for drinking?" A monk in the fake infancy stage spoke coldly, threatening tone without concealing it.

Shenggong Bao looked at the monks around him pitifully, as if he had no choice but to beg: "After exploring the road, senior, please keep your promise and let me go!" After saying that, he walked forward reluctantly.

Shenggong Bao explored his way forward, and the monks of the Kuling Sect all sneered, following Shenggong Bao at a distance and were not far away, and there was no trace of mockery flashing in Shenggong Bao's eyes.

Shenggong Bao led six monks of the Ku Ling Sect to lean towards the broken altar in the distance, and the mocking look on Shenggong Bao's face became more and more obvious.

Han Ming and Yiling were located directly opposite Shenggong Bao. When they saw the expression on Shenggong Bao's face, they felt a little moved. There was really something wrong with Shenggong Bao. A fake infant stage was held hostage by the Nascent Soul stage and actually showed a disdainful expression!

"Young Master, his special soul technique seems to be about to be completed!" Yiling gently reminded Han Ming.

Han Ming nodded, without replying, but just looked at Shenggong Bao lightly.

Shenggongbao was only about two hundred feet away from half of the altar. The handsome young corpse on the altar was close at hand, but at this time, Shenggongbao suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the group of suffering monks behind him, smiling.

"What are you doing?" a monk in the fake infant stage shouted coldly.

Shenggong Bao grinned, but didn't reply at all. He just sat cross-legged on the ground, pointing one finger to the ground and the other finger to the sky, and his hands were turning like wheels, clearly pinching some special magic trick.

When Kusha saw Sheng Gongbao's appearance, the expression on his face did not change much, and he was still calm and calm, as if everything was under control, he just shouted: "Hmph, I'm impatient in life. If you dare to play tricks, you will suffer a little." After that, he activated the methods that had been left on Sheng Gongbao before.

A fake infant stage dared to play tricks in front of him. Even if he did not realize the method of planting, Kusha could not use too much strength to take down the opponent. However, what happened was beyond Kusha's expectations. He pinched his magic tricks, and the young cultivator of the fake infant stage of Dan Sect did not move at all, and seemed to be unaffected at all.

"How could this happen!" Kusha stared at Shenggong Bao with a little wonderful face.

Shenggong Bao glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator with contempt, then changed his magic trick and shouted in a low voice: "Gui Ling", as if he had been sucked from his spine, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes were silent, and his vitality suddenly disappeared.

He originally planned to use other means to take over the Shanggong Bao, but before the means were used, the Kusha realized that the young monk's aura was broken, without a trace of soul fluctuation. It was obvious that his soul was already scattered. The only one who was left in the same place was only a shell, and he didn't need to take action!

"Diet, how could this happen!" A surprise appeared on Kusha's face, and things became a little strange!

Kusha planned to call the little monk's body over and detect it carefully, but at this moment, the half of the altar not far away began to roar wildly, and the surroundings were spinning like an earthquake. The giant mountains were falling, the cracks in the space were expanding, and the sky was filled with crazy spiritual energy.

This secret realm is like it is falling into the end of the world. There are black space cracks devouring light everywhere, hundreds of millions of them are still extending around, and the whole world is almost filled with space cracks.

The man in the nine-colored robe on the half-altar slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ku Sha and others. His eyes were cold and ruthless, just like the gods in the sky were looking at a group of ants. I wanted to talk about the second generation of immortals and mortals with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a friend.

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