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Chapter nine hundred and twenty first nothing

Standing outside the fourth layer of the stone puppet formation, Han Ming let go of Xie Lingyun, turned around and wiped it behind him, and immediately felt a gentle liquid, which was not something else, but his blood.

It was just the first time that Han Ming used the magical power of transforming sword into silk. This attack method at the bottom of the box did not block the stone sword. Instead, the stone sword caught up with him and slashed him down. Even if the star-yuan chain blocked him, he was almost cut into two pieces like Xie Lingyun.

Xie Lingyun, who was cut off from the waist, looked at the stone sword that was inserted back into the head of the stone man puppet not far away, and felt glad that he had not reacted quickly and had moved the Nascent Soul slightly away, the sword just now would have killed him.

Xie Lingyun also saw the wound more than a foot long behind Han Ming, and immediately spoke with gratitude, "Junior brother took the risk to save him. Senior brother is grateful. If it weren't for the junior brother, Senior brother would have to give up his body and rely on the Nascent Soul teleported over!"

"Senior brothers, senior brothers will be out of here!" Han Ming shook his head silently and looked at the stone puppet that was as stable as Mount Tai and motionless.

Han Ming did not tell the truth. If he had not rescued just now, 90% of Xie Lingyun might have died. The gray sword light was too strange and could lock the aura. The escape speed was even much faster than the teleportation of the Nascent Soul. Xie Lingyun was only concerned about running away, but he didn't notice that he had stopped the sword light himself, very clearly.

After taking a closer look, he saw a crack that penetrated the entire sword body in the middle of the stone sword inserted back on the stone man's head. Han Ming's mouth slightly raised, and he said, "It's one of his powerful magical powers to turn the sword into silk" is one of his attack methods at the bottom of the box. How could it be broken in an instant!

Just now, the stone sword hit the Yuefeng sword silk. In the instant confrontation, although the Yuefeng sword silk was at a disadvantage, it also cut the stone sword in half. Now the stone sword should have been sucked together by the faint traction between the two sword bodies. If it was unsheathed, its power would definitely not be as strong as before.

After knowing that turning a sword into a silk was not as fragile as it was, Han Ming felt a little relieved, and gently molten the gold body, fused the small wounds behind him, and looked at Xie Lingyun sideways.

At this time, Xie Lingyun had already connected his upper body and lower body together, and also took a bottle of good healing medicine and a Nascent Soul-level elixir to replenish blood and energy. A hint of rosy on his pale and bloodless face was restored to a trace of rosy.

"Senior brother is fine!" Han Ming took a step forward.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a lack of blood and energy. If you fight with others, you may not be able to exert all your strength. You will have to rely on your junior brother in the future." Xie Lingyun shook his head and squeezed out a smile.

"Then we have to hurry up. The old guys outside have already started to break into the formation. The ruined magic array on the second floor was broken through a small path, which is better for them!" Han Ming looked outside and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, they actually started to break into the formation. Without the second level of the ruins formation, they will catch up soon. We have to hurry up and go!" Xie Lingyun nodded and was about to set up a light to break into the hall not far away.

But before he could fly out, he was covered by a spiritual light released by Han Ming. "Senior brother, wait, there is an invisible space crack in front of me. I have a treasure that can sense the space crack and follow me!" After stopping Xie Lingyun, he turned into a light that flashed left and right, and flew towards the hall.

After hearing Han Ming's words, Xie Lingyun was stunned for a moment, but seeing that Han Ming did not say a word and did not intend to say anything more, he could only turn his doubts into a ray of light and follow Han Ming behind him.

The invisible space crack distribution belt in the small half is completely a natural disaster for other monks, but in front of Han Ming, it was extremely relaxed. It only took a dozen breaths to cross and stood in front of the semi-tilted palace with Xie Lingyun.

"It's finally here!" Xie Lingyun and Han Ming looked up and down, confirming that there was no more obstacles around him, and at the same time, they rushed into the palace with some excitement.

The hall was empty, except for a disk about three feet in the middle, hanging in the middle, there was nothing, not even a table or chair.

The moment he walked in, Han Ming and Xie Lingyun poked their spiritual sense out at the same time. In just four breaths, they carefully searched every corner of the hall, but found nothing. This seemed to be an ordinary hall.

Xie Lingyun turned into a phantom and walked around every corner of the hall, but found nothing. He spoke in a deep voice, "What's going on? Why is there nothing? Did you find the wrong one?"

"There are five layers of powerful barriers on the outer periphery of this hall. When the God Transformation Stage is complete, it can't even enter. It can be seen that this place must be an extremely important place. We should have made no mistakes. It's here, and the entrance to the ancient realm is here!" Han Ming shook his head slowly, then raised his foot and walked towards the disc in the middle of the hall.

Xie Lingyun also raised his heels. Although this disc is ordinary and has no strangeness at all, the most important thing in the main hall is it. If you want to say that the most likely clue is it!

Han Ming and Xie Lingyun studied it for a long time, but they could not see anything special about this disc. They were completely an ordinary stone platform.

"Hahaha, the two fellow Taoists from the Star-Star Sect are fast!" A demon cultivator wrapped in a black robe broke into the hall. His aura was extremely huge, but he was an old monster at the peak of the mid-stage.

This old monster of Demonic Dao walked straight towards the stone platform in the middle of the hall.

Han Ming and Xie Lingyun retreated at the same time, giving up their positions, and did not want to do it rashly, because they felt that there were still several monks behind this old monster, which was not worth it.

Han Ming, who was standing aside, was a little confused. The first layer of thunder clouds targeted people from other worlds. It was indeed effortless for local cultivators to come here. The second layer and the third layer were unobstructed. Although there were stone sword puppets on the fourth layer, there were many Nascent Soul Stages, and it was nothing. But why did the invisible space crack on the fifth layer block these people?

When I was in the Land of the Immortal Fallen Immortal, monks from the Nether Bone Continent spent a lot of money to build the Immortal Search Ladder. Why did the old guys in Dibei break through so easily!

A two-meter-high black giant walked in from outside the hall, and laughed strangely and said, "Hehe, Old Monster Qiu, you are running very fast!"

As soon as the black giant walked into the hall, it shattered and turned into a large ball of black mist, and a spirit beast bag suddenly appeared on the waist of an old man in gray robe.

Han Ming looked carefully. The black giant just now was actually composed of tens of thousands of black insects the size of fingers.

"So that's it!" Han Ming suddenly realized that once the original spirit insect of the Flying Immortal was released, it would lose its mind and fly around, which hindered the numerous Nascent Soul stages. However, this Fengyuan Forbidden Land has no such restrictions. When encountering space cracks, you can use countless spiritual insects to explore the way, which is quite like the immortal ladder!

After these two people, figures broke in from outside, including the righteous path, the demon path, and the Turks. It was not until half a quarter of an hour later that all the people were coming. Among them, seven people came, five people came, and two people came, and the Turks came, but these two made everyone afraid, thinking that they were the only great monk, the colorful old woman, and the old man with three ghost tattoos on their bodies.

"Fellow Daoist Han, thank you, you came early. Have you plundered all the treasures? Can you take them out and see them with us?" An old monk of righteous Taoism stared at Han Ming and said coldly.

Han Ming turned his head slightly, frowned slightly. The old monk's tone was a little wrong, and he seemed to have a lot of hostility towards him!

Xie Lingyun, who was on the side, seemed to notice Han Ming's doubts, and silently sent a message saying, "Junior brother, you have snatched the Bogen Pill before, have you ruined the body of an old monk? That's his junior brother. I think I'll hold a grudge against us!"

"So that's it!" Han Ming nodded, and then he didn't look at the old monk, but bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, although my senior brother and I arrived at this strange hall earlier, we did not obtain any spiritual objects. When we came in, it was empty! You are not ordinary people, and I think they can find out some means."

After saying that, Han Ming stopped talking and stayed by the side with Xie Lingyun, waiting for others to search.

"Why are you anxious to deny it? If you really get some treasure, take it out and wait for me, we will not snatch it. My fellow Taoist just thought it was kindness, so that we, the old guys who were about to die, would be grateful." The old monk Changmei continued to speak slowly.

"Haha, let alone not talk about how I didn't get any spiritual objects. Even if I got spiritual objects, you would take it too seriously. What's the use of me asking you to be grateful?" Han Ming teased with a sneer.

The old monk with long eyebrows obviously did not expect Han Ming to tear his face like this. His eyebrows, dissatisfied with wrinkles, shook, and the coldness in his eyes was no longer hidden, and it was directly revealed.

Before the old monk Baimei spoke, another thin young man with a black birthmark on his face said coldly, "We can still judge whether there are any spiritual objects in the hall here have been taken away, so we will naturally not make things difficult for fellow Daoist Han. However, I would like to ask, fellow Daoist chased and killed fellow Daoist Sisan and snatched the ancient Qi Dan Gennium Replenishment Pill. Soon after, fellow Daoist Sisan had a shattered soul card. It can be seen that fellow Daoist had snatched the replenishment pill. Including fellow Daoist Sisan, fellow Daoist Han had two replenishment pills. Can you take out one and take a look with us?"

When the black and thin young man mentioned the root-filling pill, several Nascent Soul Stages around him were stunned when he heard this. He turned his head and looked at Han Ming with a little hot eyes.

"What? The Taoist Sisan is dead?" Han Ming was shocked when he heard this, his face changed several times, and then he suddenly raised his head, looking at the thin young man with cold expression on his face. "How do you know, what do you have to do with him!"

"Haha, fellow Daoist Han has good acting skills. Could it be that you should say that the Sisan Taoist was not killed by you? Don't worry, although I have been friends with the Sisan Taoist for hundreds of years, after entering this forbidden area, everyone will be willing to live up to their destiny. His skills are not as good as people and he is killed, and he cannot blame others. I just want to ask where the body of the Sisan Taoist is!" The black and thin young man said expressionlessly.
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