He also wanted to cultivate with Concubine Yu and ascend to the Demon Realm, but now Concubine Yu is dead, and her body is still nailed to the stone wall, and on the side is the azure lake he created for Concubine Yu.

That kind of Jingmei is more beautiful and vivid, but in a blink of an eye, it became like this, she was covered in blood, her body was covered with scars, obviously she was tortured before she died, the person he cherished so much, how dare those people, how dare they!

Han Ming's heart was unprecedentedly furious, and with a clenched fist, pure black scales gushed out from the surface of his body, and two blunt little buffalo horns gushed out from his body, and a surging black ** flame surged up and down his body.

At this time, he no longer thought about whether the secret of Rahu's body was exposed, and Rahu's body was completely manifested.

With a wave of his hand, a black magic blade appeared in Han Ming's hand, and he directly jumped out, turning into a black meteor-like pillar of light, rushing towards that side, he wanted to put Concubine Yu down.

And at this moment, one after another red-golden runes poured out from those black dark clouds, turning into thousands of golden lights, entangled together, condensed into nine red-gold chains, and gathered from all directions.

The Nine Paths of Absolute Yang Zhigang chains closed towards the middle, forming a pair of traps that were spinning and rotating, completely locking Han Ming in it, and at the same time, one after another black-robed monks either flew out from the dark clouds in the sky, or from a certain mountain wall, or from the big lake that Han Ming had built that had turned into black stagnant water, and surrounded Han Ming in the middle.

There are nearly twenty Demon Dao Yuan Infant Stage, all of them are masters in the Yuan Infant Stage, none of them are in the early stage, suspended in mid-air, condescending, looking at Han Ming below like a dead person.

This is a trap, a trap for monks who dare to trespass on the mountain gate of the Demon Sect.

Han Ming glanced at the surrounding Yuan Infant Period, directly ignored it, and his eyes fell on the five monks between the mountain walls in the distance, his eyes were full of cold color, he could see that these five people, if not the initiators, were definitely one of the masterminds.

Of the five Great Cultivators, the two on the far left were wearing the robes of the Demon Sect, which Han Ming had known before, and they were the people in charge of the Demon Sect. In the middle is a strange young man, handsome and extraordinary, with golden pupils, silver whites, and unusually peculiar. And the other two should be the other two sect elders who have a good relationship with the Demon Sect.

"You are the mastermind!" Han Ming ignored the surrounding crimson chain formation, and just asked.

"Han Daoyou, I have heard of the name for a long time, but I have never seen it, but now it is a matter of my heart, but why is Han Daoyou like this, it seems that he is not a human race!" The handsome young man with gold and silver pupils glanced at Han Ming up and down, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, I ask you what you are doing! Since you are here, you are damned!" Han Ming grabbed the black blade in his hand and muttered to himself, slowly raising his head, and there was no expression visible under the heavy scales.

"Kill!" Han Ming let out a low roar, slamming the Demon Dragon Blade in his hand and slashing towards the surrounding red-gold chains without retreating.

I only heard the sound of "Peng!", this can completely bind the demon cultivators in the later stage, and even slightly block the demon cultivation in the god transformation stage, the demon nine chain array did not have the slightest blocking effect, as soon as the demon dragon blade fell, the nine chains turned into a red golden mist.

The handsome young man saw that the nine crimson chains were broken with a single blow, his face was full of surprise, and there was a faint fiery look in his eyes when he looked at the Demon Dragon Blade in Han Ming's hand, but then he smiled lightly and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take action and let this Han Daoyou calm down!"

Although the surrounding Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators were shocked by Han Ming breaking the nine chains, they quickly reacted, sneered and walked forward, either using their magical powers or urging the treasures, and bombarded them below.

The other party is just a mid-stage peak monster, they have more than 20 mid-stage and above demon cultivators here, and there are five great cultivators sweeping on the side, how can they be afraid of what kind of wind and waves the other party will stir up?

The overwhelming attack came towards Han Ming, Han Ming's face flashed, and he slammed his own one, spitting out a large mouthful of essence blood, and then the whole person swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a four-armed monster, and there was an even larger blurred twelve twenty-four-armed demon shadows behind it!

Han Ming roared, and the demon shadow behind him opened his eyes at the same time, and at the same time, he let out a low cry, and a mighty black sound wave rippled in all directions.

On one side is swarthy, like a magic sound that can devour everything, and on the other side is a torrent of attacks from nearly twenty or so Yuan Infant mid-stage, both of which are powerful and should not be underestimated, and they should have exploded violently, but in fact there is no sound.

The black and deep demonic sound was like a silent heavenly river like water, surging forward, and as soon as those demonic magic weapons or demonic powers were submerged in it, they directly 'sank to the bottom', and fell weakly from mid-air.

Only two treasures broke through the blockade of the black ** sound, not because they were powerful, but because they were not demonic treasures, but magic weapons that were activated by spiritual energy.

Most of the supernatural powers and treasures were shot down by the black ** sound, and there were only two left, so naturally there would be no hindrance to Han Ming, only to see him jerk the python tail, and rushed out in an instant, holding the buzzing and trembling demon dragon blade and slashing continuously, easily slashing the two attacking treasures into a powder mist.

Taking advantage of the victory, Han Ming suddenly broke into the group of Yuan Infant Stage, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the three arms waved in unison, grabbing those Yuan Infant Stage, and the arm holding the Demon Dragon Blade was violently pulled, turning into a black and red knife, slashing at many Yuan Infant Stage.

Han Ming's mana strength at this time had reached the late stage, and his physical body was much stronger than that of tenth-order demon beasts, and his strength was completely crushing ordinary great cultivators, not to mention that there were demonic treasures such as the Demon Dragon Blade, which was the nemesis of many monsters, and his body was even more Demon Rahu, as soon as he approached many Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, it was completely devastating.

In just two breaths, three mid-stage cultivators were broken by the Demon Dragon Blade to break through the body protection magic weapon, scratched a little bit of skin, directly drained the flesh and blood, and turned into a pile of white bones and fell weakly from the sky, and after the Demon Dragon Blade swallowed three Yuan Infant Stages, it once again fed Han Ming a large amount of mana.

The mana that had almost dried up because of the casting of the Falling Treasure Demon Sound was filled again, and it was restored to ninety percent, and a layer of blood mist was once again covered on the Demon Dragon Blade, flashing with a strange black and red color!

At this time, Han Ming almost stopped thinking about any retreat or anything like that, his heart was full of killing intent, and he pounced forward without hesitation, and the huge Rahu body rushed over, and the python tail of more than ten zhang suddenly waved, smashing towards many Yuan Infants, and before it was smashed, a strong oppressive force was pressed down first.

Han Ming was so ferocious, a trace of cowardice rose in the hearts of those Demon Dao Yuan Infants, and they suddenly scattered, and they didn't dare to attack at all, the huge python tail magic weapon was difficult to invade, such a big one was pulled down, and the huge power contained in it was unimaginable, and the treasures of the Yuan Infant Period were afraid that they would not be able to carry it.

"Moo!" Han Ming let out a low roar and rushed forward again.

Although these Yuan infants besieged Han Ming, they actually didn't want to fight to the death, they still had a back hand, they were not stupid, they shot with all their might, they couldn't get any benefits, but they might be seriously injured or even killed!

Han Ming rushed up so desperately, completely planning to pull a few more pads before he died, where did these Yuan infants still want to do it, they scattered in a swarm, fled away, and didn't touch it hard at all.

"It's really unbelievable, a mid-stage monk can burst out with such a powerful strength, no wonder it can make His Holiness suffer!" the young man with gold and silver pupils looked at this side and said in amazement.

"Hmph, that's his treasure!" a gloomy middle-aged man stepped forward and said with some dissatisfaction.

Not far away, Han Ming, who was chasing many Yuan infancy stage slashers, suddenly stopped, stared at the gloomy middle-aged man who appeared, and shouted: "It's you! Chifeng, you are looking for death!"

At this time, Han Ming still didn't understand that the destruction of the Demon Sect was definitely manipulated by Chifeng!, "I will take your soul away and imprison you in blood forever, and make you regret giving birth to spiritual wisdom!"

"Heh, it's not a day or two if you want to kill the deity, but isn't the deity still standing here well, but you, can you still leave alive today? The Falling Treasure Demon Sound can only be used in the transformation period, and now you forcibly urge it, I'm afraid you already have a secret injury!" The gloomy middle-aged man looked at Han Ming with a sneer, "The deity is here, you come and kill it!" The deity is going to capture you today, pump your soul, and see what secrets you have!"

"You wait!" Han Ming stared at his blood-red eyes and let out a low roar, and the twelve twenty-four-armed demon shadows behind him suddenly pounced forward, directly merging into his body.

In the next moment, the aura of Han Ming's whole body actually began to climb steadily, and in a moment, he broke through the late stage, not only did his mana break through the late stage, but the realm also followed, not only that, but it was also skyrocketing.

In just two or three breaths, Han Ming had already reached the late-stage mid-level level.

"What kind of secret method is this, it is so powerful!" The young man with gold and silver pupils had a look of surprise on his face, and he looked at Han Ming with more interest.

Seeing Han Ming's breath soaring, instead of frowning, Chifeng Lewd Venerable showed a hint of joy between his eyebrows: "He drinks to quench his thirst, this is a kind of self-destructive secret technique in the Tongtian Demon Skill, he will gain strong strength in the short term, but there will be a long period of weakness after that, he is urging this secret technique now, it is completely self-defeating, he doesn't need to capture him now, just drag it off!"

"Yes, then let's see who dies first!" Han Ming snorted, abandoning a group of mid-Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, and rushed towards the six Great Cultivators over there plus the Red Wind Lewd Venerable.

"It's up to you, get on!" the young man with his gold and silver eyes lifted his foot lightly and took a step back.

At this time, the other four great monks all nodded, and at the same time stepped forward, or used their magical powers, or took out treasures, and attacked Han Ming, while Chifeng Obscene Venerable smiled and also attacked forward.

The many remaining Yuan Infant Middle Stage in the distance also turned back, separated from a safe enough distance, to interfere with Han Ming's side.

The siege of the five great monks, as well as more than a dozen mid-stage monks, is absolutely impossible to deal with head-on even in the Transformation Period, although Han Ming is strong and his cultivation has reached the late stage, it is impossible to rebel against the war situation by himself after all.

If it weren't for the defense of the Demon Dragon Blade, Han Ming would have been broken and taken down in a moment and a half.

Today's siege situation is far stronger than the siege of the tenth-order ice phoenix with more than ten shape-shifting demon cultivators, the human cultivators' physical bodies are not as good as the demon beasts, and the effect of the demon dragon blade swallowing flesh and blood is far inferior to the demon beasts, but the strength of these demon cultivators is higher than those demon cultivators.

Wanhua Poison Eye can only get the strongest effect if he is surprised, but Chi Feng knows that he has this kind of pupil technique, and he must have informed the surrounding Yuan Infant Period, and if he hastily uses it now, the effect will definitely not be very ideal.

As for the fusion of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Eyes and the Ten Thousand Poison Sutra to produce the Ten Thousand Poison Decision, it will also take a long time to brew, but these people around him will not give him a chance at all, and he will be divided before he can use the 'Destroy the City'.

All Han Ming could do now was to keep swinging the Demon Dragon Blade with the power of his powerful physical body, breaking the surrounding magic weapons and supernatural attacks, and struggling to support it.

"Hold on, his mana is definitely not enough to consume, now he only relies on the support of his body, and if he doesn't take half an hour, he will be exhausted!" Chifeng Lewd Zun said with a smile, looking at Han Ming's eyes were full of cold color, and there was a faint hint of excitement in it, the Demon Dragon Blade, that was the Demon Dragon Blade, and it was an extremely high-grade imitation.

Han Ming's momentum was greatly reduced, and the surrounding Yuan infancy also came to the spirit, and they didn't mind pushing Han Ming under the condition that he was not injured.

Time passed quickly, and Han Ming was completely at a disadvantage after all, and his movements of wielding the Demon Dragon Blade were getting slower and slower, and there were already some magical powers that could slightly break through the defense of the Demon Dragon Blade.

At this moment, a great cultivator of the Demon Sect pinched the magic trick in his hand, and with a "bang", a small crystal sword flashed from his eyebrows, and the next moment it arrived in front of Han Ming at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the loophole in Han Ming's defense, and pointed at Han Ming's chest.

"Poof. With a bang, a hole the size of a dragon's eye appeared in Han Ming's heart, and the front and back were bright.

Han Ming shook a little, but after he gritted his teeth, he stood firm again, Fang Cai's blow was a must-kill blow for ordinary people, but for him, it was not much.

However, at this time, the handsome young man with gold and silver pupils took a step forward, and with a slight move, the crystal small sword that had just pierced through Han Ming's chest was grabbed by him in his hand, and a wisp of black-red blood lingered on it.

"Although the amount is not much, and it is not the natal essence blood, it is barely enough!" The handsome young man smiled at Han Ming, and then formed a magic seal with both hands like wheels, and gold and silver runes poured out from his body, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the void.

At the same time, on the edge of the stone wall where the five palace masters of the Nightmare Demon Sect were nailed, a small demon shadow with twelve heads and twenty-four arms appeared, rolled up at the small corpse on the far left, put it down, and rushed towards the sky with a demonic qi wrapped in it.

At the same time, Han Ming, who was trapped in the formation, stared his eyes, raised his head, and swallowed a few drops of liquid filled with a strong fragrance, the depleted mana in his body recovered again, and the surrounding demonic qi surged, no longer just relying on his body to swing the demon dragon blade, but urging with all his strength again.

The Demon Dragon Blade opened the way, and it was completely unstoppable, Han Ming directly broke out of a way, without stopping at all, and flew away into the distance: "Red Wind, Demon Sect, this revenge will not be avenged, Han Mou will be a man in vain, and he will not die!"

"Young Sect Master, why did his mana suddenly recover, should we invite the Great Dharma Protector or Shentu Senior to come out and prevent him from escaping!" said a great monk of the Demon Sect softly to the handsome young man.

"Father, Lord and Shentu's predecessors are cracking that big array, and they can't spare their hands! He's just a primordial infancy, and if he has been hit by my life spell, where can he escape? The turtle in the urn, let him escape first, it's interesting! And even if he escapes, what can he do? Seeing that he is trying his best to snatch the 'corpse', he must be extremely concerned, if he is good, he has to come back and seek a way to solve the curse!" The young man with gold and silver pupils said with a smile, his face was all calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about Han Ming escaping at all. (To be continued)