In the blink of an eye, ten years passed in a hurry, during which the Middle Earth was surging, and more than a million spiritual cultivation coalition troops broke through the blockade of the ten major demon sects of the Wei State, pushing the battle line to more than a thousand miles near the Demon Sect!

In a mere area of thousands of miles, the army of millions of monks from the two major alliances of spirit and demon has been gathered, and a war of extermination of demon cultivation is about to start, and many people are speculating that after this battle, even if the demon cultivation in the human world is not destroyed, it will not be able to turn over any storms.

On the mountain gate of the Demon Sect, hundreds of Demon Clan Yuan Infant Cultivators looked into the distance, their faces were full of misery, it has been several years since Chifeng, the two ancient demons of the Three Absolute Sects left the human world, but there has been no reinforcement from the Ancient Demon Clan to kill them!

And the anti-demon ancient path is only preliminarily opened, there are still spatial cracks and even spatial storms in it, only the transformation period can pass smoothly, and they can't enter these primordial infant stages at all, even if they do, they will be gone in the blink of an eye!

These Yuan Infancy have already faintly realized something, they were used by the two treacherous ancient demons, their demonic qi was infused with their bodies, and the promise of ascending to the demon realm was all fake, and the two ancient demons were just using them to destroy the Demon Sect and resist the pressure of spiritual cultivation!

At the front of many Yuan infancy stages, Feng Chu, who had gold and silver pupils, looked into the distance, and there was some incomprehensible sadness in his eyes. The Dongsha clan, who have endured for 10,000 years, are now fighting hard, but they still have to fail after all, after all, people are not as good as heaven!

That spell is destined to haunt their clan forever!

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In the Xuantian Ancient Realm, Han Ming looked up into the distance, seeing that the spatial cracks were spreading rapidly towards this side.

The space behind the spatial crack is shattering, and the space like the confetti in the sky is falling like nothingness, and there is no trace of it.

This ancient world is crumbling.

"It's finally here!" Han Ming muttered to himself, touched the head of the little girl on the side, put it into the spirit beast bag, and then pinched a trick and sat quietly under the little pine tree!

At this time, the small pine tree began to shake its crown violently, pulling in mysterious runes, as well as a number of special Dao rhymes, which were refined through the nine hazy mist around the small pine tower, and entered the pine tower.

And with the infusion of those runes and Dao rhymes, the small pine pagoda was covered with a layer of hazy clouds, and although Han Ming was sitting under the pine tree, he felt that the small pine pagoda over there had become unreachable.

"It's so extraordinary!" Han Ming stared at the little pine tower, his face was full of amazement, he actually felt that the speed of time around the pine tower was slowing down, and the little pine trees were swaying fast and slow!

And three days later, a certain layer of the nine-story pine tower suddenly flashed, and the speed of time around it suddenly recovered, but the space around the pine tower began to distort, and the space over there seemed to be like a long strip of wet clothes, although it was close at hand, it was far away in the sky!

At the same time, the Thunder Devouring Spirit in Han Ming's body trembled wildly, frantically transmitting to Han Ming the information that there was a change in the surrounding space.

For another three days, the other layer of the Little Pine Pagoda flickered again, and the space around it returned to normal, but then Han Ming's eyes widened again, and he actually saw that the Little Pine Pagoda was shrinking, gradually becoming smaller, becoming 'immature', and no longer as sharp and angular as before.

A day later, the small pine tower grew into a small flower bud, but it was still going backwards, and after half a day, the small pine tree began to grow backwards, and soon it turned into a seed, and that seed was a small pine tower.

After another day and a half, Han Ming's mind was slightly dizzy, and he actually saw that the seed small pine tower took root again, pulled out the branches, and grew a new small pine tower, which was different from before, at this time, the third layer of this small pine tower was lit up.

The next thing is somewhat similar, every three days, there is a heavy and mysterious change on the small pine tower, and the small pine tower has a layer of light up.

Until the end, after a certain rule that made Han Ming faintly feel somewhat familiar was integrated into the nine-story pine tower, the small pine tower no longer had a vision.

"It's done!" Han Ming stared at the small pine pagoda in front of him with a faint cloud aura lingering, his face was full of excitement!

Han Ming stretched out his hand and wanted to take off this pine tower, but at this moment, a vast heaven and earth vitality and aura gathered from all directions, and passed through the 'filtering' of the small pine tower, and the crazy Chao Han Ming poured it overhead.

With the strength of Han Ming's physical body, he was pressed by this aura, and he sat directly on the ground, unable to resist at all, so he could only let those auras rush towards his body frantically.

"Heaven and Earth Relic!" Han Ming let out a low roar, and hurriedly breathed with all his strength, refining the aura in his body with all his might.

Han Ming urged the Transformation Wheel with all his might, but to no avail, that kind of aura and vitality were too turbulent, his refining couldn't catch up with the speed of infusion at all, and he could only watch those vitality and aura wreak havoc in his body!

Crisis, danger and chance are juxtaposed, this heaven and earth relics are of course a good thing, it can make people feel the vitality and improve their cultivation, but if the cultivation of those who can bear it is too low, it is a fatal danger!

"Poof!" Han Ming squirted a mouthful of red blood, he didn't dare to stay at all, he directly urged the strongest molten gold body, if he didn't urge it, his body would be burst!

But it is not good at all, although the molten gold body is strong, the ability to withstand it is limited after all, if it continues like this, it will not be long before Han Ming will be blown into a ball of minced meat.

"Roar!" Han Ming's eyes were bloodshot, he roared hard, and he ran the wheel with all his might, not daring to relax a little bit at all, but this was just delaying the time for his body to explode.

At the same time, Han Ming's cultivation was also skyrocketing, but in just half a pillar of incense, he had already rushed from the middle level of the Yuan Infant to the peak of the middle stage, but he had encountered a bottleneck.

"Poof!" Han Ming snorted, one arm couldn't bear it and shattered directly, and a large amount of golden blood splattered out several feet away because of the strong pressure, but at this time, he was surprised and broke through, he actually broke through the bottleneck and reached the late level.

But Han Ming hadn't been happy for long, and his cultivation began to skyrocket again, the early layer in the late stage, the middle layer in the late stage, the peak in the late stage, and the Great Perfection in the late stage.

At an ordinary moment, if his cultivation increased like this, Han Ming would be able to wake up laughing in the middle of the night, but now he was shocked. It was his luck to break through in the late stage, the bottleneck of the god transformation is not so easy to break, if the vitality continues to be infused, he will definitely be supported to death, and it is impossible to continue to break through!

"What should I do!" Han Ming's mind was spinning wildly, but there was nothing he could do, he stretched out his hand to take off the little pine tower and stop the infusion of vitality, but it was useless, the little pine tower was taking over the last heaven and earth vitality, and he couldn't touch it at all.

"Central Bone Sword!" At the critical moment, Han Ming once again pinned his hopes on the Central Bone Sword, although this Central Bone Sword had not saved him once, it was the most powerful treasure on his body after all.

Han Ming tried to introduce the Yuan Qi and Spiritual Qi into the Central Sword Pool, but found that the Central Bone Sword was still not moving, and he didn't bother to take care of the surrounding rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was about to turn into a liquid state.

The central bone sword didn't move, but the more than 400 Ten Thousand Evil Sacrificial Bone Reverse Yuan Swords in the sword pool were buzzing, and they all flew out upside down, swallowing the cow in the Yuan Qi Mass, but in an instant, Han Ming's body was about 10% less Yuan Qi!

"Yes, why did you forget this, the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword, the Reverse Yuan Sword, must have something to do with the Yuan Qi!" Han Ming patted his head, his face full of surprise.

More than 400 crystal long swords were like many flying birds, flying all over the sky in Han Ming's dantian, and just a small half pillar of incense devoured the vitality and aura that almost killed Han Ming.

Immediately, these Ten Thousand Evil Sacrificial Bone Reverse Yuan Swords didn't seem to be satisfied, and they actually flew out of Han Ming's body with great spirituality, hanging above Han Ming's head, receiving the vitality infused by the small pine tower, and no longer had any vitality that could threaten Han Ming.

"Could it be that these natal flying swords of mine can finally be born!" Han Ming looked at the Reverse Yuan Sword flying in the sky, and was moved.