Volume 6 A hundred years of chaos

Chapter 931 Qingyi Jushi

Although the Tiansha Corpse is a hundred miles away, it has strong mental power and can sense the general situation here at all times. When Han Ming first chased Xiao Bingfeng, it really made it depressed for a while. It still underestimated Han Ming and overestimated Xiao Bingfeng, not knowing that she was seriously injured.

According to the original plan of the Tiansha Corpse, it should be a way to use all the means, and at most it can only compete with Xiao Bingfeng to achieve a 50-5 victory or defeat. If Han Ming wants to kill Xiao Bingfeng completely, he must use the Soul-Destroying Talisman. Once the Soul-Destroying Talisman is used, it will be sure to kill Xiao Bingfeng and Han Ming through the Baili Curse.

But unexpectedly, Han Ming not only did not use the soul-destroying talisman, but also used special means to seal the talisman, so that it could not even take the initiative to induce it. He could only stare at him and be a bystander from afar, watching Han Ming gain the upper hand to capture Xiao Bingfeng.

Han Ming did not use the Soul-Destroying Talisman, and Tiansha Corpse became a little nervous. After that, Han Ming really did not kill Xiao Bingfeng. Tiansha Corpse was even more anxious and almost vomited blood in depression. He wanted to rush up to tear Han Ming, a little thief who was untrustworthy, to pieces, and to scatter his soul and soul. But when he thought that Xiao Bingfeng was still there, he was immediately depressed and could only follow him from afar, hoping that something would happen.

On the other side, Xiao Bingfeng was forced to shrink to the size of a palm by Han Ming, locked a small claw with a thin star-yuan chain, stood on Han Ming's shoulder, and pointed towards the direction of the Plateau.

"I have a connection with your father and don't want to hurt you, so you'd better be honest and don't commit suicide by yourself!" Han Ming said solemnly.

"Jiujiu, I am all your cage bird, what else can I do!" Xiao Bingfeng glanced at the phoenix eyes and glanced proudly at Han Ming.

"It's good to know!" Han Ming snorted, pinched the magic trick, and continued to fly towards the other side.

After flying for several days, Han Ming saw a white wasteland from afar, and his eyebrows raised slightly. According to the distance, this should be what Xiao Bingfeng mentioned as the pelvic plateau.

Thinking of this, Han Ming's escape speed suddenly accelerated and rushed to the other side quickly. Soon, he officially flew to the white plateau.

Han Ming did not go to the plateau directly, but frowned slightly. He felt a little uneasy. In addition to the mysterious and mysterious dark green wooden sword, he also felt a familiar and special aura, the spirit of sacrifice.

The bone sacrifice spirit is a special material. It is extracted from the bone bone bone-graining plate of the eight-jed bones. Han Ming’s twelve sets of natal flying swords are refined with the lowest-level bone sacrifice spirit.

The Eight Jue Bone-Sharpening Plate is a special weapon-refining treasure recorded on the Central Bone Sword. Han Ming always thought that there was no other person in the world except him to refine it, but he did not expect that he could sense the smell of the bone-sacrificing spirit here, and it was quite rich. With a sensation, he knew that it was definitely not the lowest-level spirit he refined back then.

However, this can be explained. The third son of Tailun has a lot to do with the black little boy in the White Bone Wasteland. It is not impossible to learn that the method of refining the Bajue Bone Grabbing Plate!

Han Ming tried to sense where the aura of the bone-sacrificial spirit came from, but this sense didn't matter. He actually found that the entire white wasteland desert was filled with the aura of the bone-sacrificial spirit.

"It's really weird!" Han Ming said to himself.

"What's wrong? This plateau desert traverses six hundred miles, and is still far from the ancient Chaos Wall and the two immortal roots. Keep walking!" Xiao Bingfeng urged with her phoenix eyes slanted.

"What are you anxious about? Is there any danger ahead? I want to bring me in!" Han Ming also looked over with a squinted look and said expressionlessly.

"Hmph, coward, I have been captured by you, what other means can I do? If you are afraid, let me let me go, and I will go in by myself!" Xiao Bingfeng snorted coldly, then turned around and ignored Han Ming.

Han Ming no longer paid attention to the little Bingfeng, but held his cheek with one hand and flew up along the edge of the Bone Spirit Plateau. He tried left and right, trying to see if there was really any danger, but after walking for most of the day, he found nothing.

After pondering for a while, Han Ming chose to continue moving forward, but his speed slowed down. Although he couldn't say he had to go to the abyss and walked on thin ice. He flew for a day and a night after a few hundred miles.

He was about to get closer to the ancient chaotic wall that Xiao Bingfeng mentioned. Han Ming slowed down his speed. He always felt that Xiao Bingfeng might be tricking him, but he couldn't find something wrong. In desperation, Han Ming had to pinch his magic trick and put a mysterious restriction on Xiao Bingfeng's body. As long as he thought about it, she could die.

"Didn't you say you want to let me go? What are you doing?" Xiao Bingfeng asked coldly, and flapping her wings to resist, but it was useless.

"Honestly, I will let you go when the matter is over!" Han Ming snorted, a little relieved, and continued to move forward. However, after only more than ten miles of flying, he suddenly stopped the escape light, frowned and looked at the four escape lights that were approaching not far away, escaped three times, and chased them.

Seeing the three people running for their lives, Han Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he actually knew all three people.

The three people who were running for life were not together. On the left was a twenty-six-seven-year-old man wearing a blood robe, a blood-colored peach blossom on his forehead, and carrying a blue-black wooden sword. On the right were Chi Yuqi, the seven-colored old woman on the Turks and an old man with three ghost tattoos on his body.

These three people who escaped are not easy. First of all, Chi Yuqi. Although they are both in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he is not sure of winning even when Han Ming faces them. Secondly, the old man with three-headed ghost tattoos on his body is definitely the peak of the mid-term, let alone the colorful old woman. This is a real cultivator, although he is already relatively old.

These three people gathered together and were so powerful that they were not afraid of the two great monks, but they were chased and fled by one person, which was a bit shocking.

Looking behind the three people who were running for life, Han Ming stared at the young scholar with a feather fan and a scarf, his face full of doubt. Who is this person? Why has he never seen him before?

Although he didn't know who the young scholar was, Han Ming would not stand up and fight with him. After thinking for a while, he turned around and flew away in the distance, but he didn't realize that Xiao Bingfeng suddenly showed some complex expressions when he saw Chi Yuqi. However, after seeing the young scholar clearly, there was another hint of joy in the phoenix's eyes.

Chi Yuqi, the three-headed ghost old man, and the colorful old woman felt Han Ming and were all happy. However, after finding that Han Ming did not say a word, he turned around and ran away, he frowned slightly again. However, after thinking about it, he didn't have to discuss and chased Han Ming tacitly.

The Tiansha corpse more than a hundred miles away suddenly felt Han Ming coming towards it, and was shocked and turned around without thinking. It didn't want to be seen by Xiao Bingfeng to become a servant.

In this way, the leader of the Tiansha Corpse, Han Ming followed, followed Chi Yuqi, the old man of the Three Ghosts, and the colorful old woman, were chased by a young scholar and fled to the outside of the Palm Plateau.

Everyone fled outside. Xiao Bingfeng's phoenix eyes condensed, her crystal eyes turned, and she chirped to Han Ming, "What are you afraid of? Can't four people beat him? Go back and beat him!"

Han Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, and then he put Xiao Bingfeng into the spirit beast bag with his hands, and said nothing more.

As soon as Xiao Bingfeng was put away, Chi Yuqi's calm voice came from Han Ming's ears, "Fellow Daoist Han, we're meeting again!"

"Yes, we met again. Why did the Equator Fellow escape? Is the young scholar behind him so powerful? Force you to escape together!" Han Ming sent a message to Chi Yuqi while saying goodbye.

"Of course he is powerful. This person is called Qingyi Jushi. He was the first cultivator of the Wu Kingdom in the past. His family masters were very afraid of him. He disappeared more than two hundred years ago. Some people guessed that his life span was approaching and chose to enter the forbidden area. Now he saw that he was like this! I don't know what luck he had. Not only did he advance to the great monk, but he also lived to this day. The power of a ten thousand soul banner in his hand was unimaginable. The fighting style was completely invincible. The two dying old Turks were hiding and did not dare to take action with all their might. We could only escape!" Chi Yuqi did not hide it and quickly explained to Han Ming.

"So that's it!" A strange look flashed across Han Ming's face.

God is so will, and this Qingyi Jushi is actually a native of Wu. If he was still in the north and relying on his great monk's cultivation, Wu would not have been destroyed by Jiayue Kingdom, and now it has been changed to Yue Kingdom.

At this time, Han Ming's spiritual beast bag twitched slightly, and a crisp and pleasant sound came from it, "Jiujiu, the one named Han let me out, it's too boring inside, why is there a spider? Let me out quickly!"

Seeing this, Chi Yuqi's eyes flashed slightly, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Be honest!" Han Ming shouted in a low voice.

Han Ming didn't expect that this little Bingfeng was really obedient, no longer spoke randomly, and became silent. Then, the Qingyi lay Buddhist who was chasing the four people to escape seemed to have received some information. A blue ice flame flashed slightly in his eyes, and he actually stopped the escape light.

Mr. Qingyi glanced at Han Ming coldly, and turned around without saying a word and flew away. In just a moment, he disappeared into the horizon.

The actions of Mr. Qingyi surprised the four people. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qingyi was so impatient that he had only chased after hundreds of miles and gave up. Do you think that one more person could not handle it?

He has self-knowledge!

The lay Buddhist Qingyi stopped chasing the four people, so the four people stopped escaping. They stopped escaping light and confronted each other.

Han Ming and Chi Yuqi leaned together with a tacit understanding. After all, both of them were Turkic people, so it was not an exaggeration to say that they were outsiders. Moreover, their cultivation was higher than theirs, so they could compete with each other.

I don’t know if the two old Turkic guys were not energetic or felt that it would be more than worth the effort to fight Han Ming and Chi Yuqi. After looking at Han Ming and Chi Yuqi for a while, they turned around and flew away.

The two old Turkic guys left, and Han Ming and Chi Yuqi were relieved.

"Speaking of this, we are still destined to do it!" Han Ming grinned at Chi Yuqi.

"Indeed!" Chi Yuqi nodded, then glanced at the spirit beast bag on Han Ming's waist and said casually, "The demon bird that Fellow Daoist Han just put away should be an eighth-level demon bird. It's priceless, but I don't know if fellow Taoist is willing to give up? Chi's magic weapon just lacks a weapon spirit. I am willing to buy it at a high price. Is a Qingyuan Pill good?"

"Qingyuan Pill, the equatorial fellow is really a big deal. This is a pill that can help break through the mid-stage bottleneck!" Han Ming frowned slightly when he heard this, stared at Chi Yuqi's expressionless face and looked carefully, then shook his head and said, "Although Han is also quite attracted to Qingyuan Pill, it's a pity that Han wants this demon bird to be useful!"

When Chi Yuqi heard this, there was no fluctuation on his face. He seemed to have expected this to happen, but then he raised one hand and threw out a jade slip. "Since fellow Taoist is unwilling to give up, then forget it. The fellow Taoist helped Chi to surround and kill the old ghost before, but Chi was not grateful. This is a high-quality contract to recognize the master. Perhaps it has some effect on fellow Taoist subduing the demon bird. This is just a thank-you gift. Say goodbye!" After saying that, Chi Yu waved his sleeves and shot towards the distance.

After taking Chi Yuqi's jade slip, Han Ming's face was a little surprised. After detecting his spiritual sense, there was a little weirdness on his face. This was really a special contract to recognize the master. It was possible to force the master to recognize the adult monsters above the eighth level and above, and it was very valuable!

After thinking for a while, Han Ming took out Xiao Bingfeng and asked lightly, "Do you know him? Why do he want to help you!"

"He helped me? He threw out a contract to recognize the master to help me? Is this a harm to me!" Xiao Bingfeng sneered coldly, and then said angrily, "I don't know that person. I get angry when I look at his expressionless face. A hundred-year-old guy pretends to be an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years!"

"Did you practice alone for thousands of years? I have never seen the world? I doubt whether the Sisan Taoist who robbed me of the root repair pill before was you. At that time, he looked quite cunning, why are he so innocent now!" Han Ming glanced at Xiao Bingfeng with a squinted look, and didn't give much explanation, but just turned his hand and put her away again.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, Han Ming pinched his magic tricks and flew towards the depths of the Plateau again. The temptation of the Xuantian Immortal Soldier was not so easy to overcome.

In the distance, the Tiansha corpse stopped, looked at the direction where Han Ming disappeared for a while, gritted his teeth and stopped chasing Han Ming, but flew towards the direction of the two old Turkic guys, and soon blocked the two old monsters.

In the other direction, Qingyi Jushi pinched the magic tricks slightly, and a white light gushed out from his feet, covering him up, then flashed suddenly, pulling him into the ground, sneaking in a certain direction, silently.
Chapter completed!