"Divine Envoy Du, aren't you coming down yet!" Han Ming shouted loudly.

Being stared at by Han Ming, Du Yu on the altar finally moved, slowly stood up, and looked at Han Ming condescendingly: "Listen to your words, is Du coveting your treasures?

"Hmph, not to mention anything else, Han Mou's set of thirty-six Ten Thousand Evil Sword Arrays, each of which is a spirit treasure level secret treasure, especially the matching sword spirit, the value is so great that the human race in the spirit world may not be able to find a second set! In addition, there are also demon dao treasures such as the Demon Dragon Blade, as well as a complete Demon Venerable corpse and the Demon Venerable's natal magic weapon, which one does not let Du Divine Envoys of the same level care? Du Divine Envoy is afraid that he has already coveted it!" Han Ming opened his mouth lightly, and did not hide anything, these things are no longer a secret!

As soon as Han Ming said this, the faces of the more than 100,000 monks below all changed slightly, especially the many Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, the spiritual treasure thing was an immortal existence in the human world, and it could not be moved at all without the cultivation of the Transformation Stage, but Elder Han actually said that he had thirty-six handles, and it was also a set of sword formations!

The value of the thirty-six spirit treasure sword array is indeed unimaginable, and it is not easy to find much in the spirit world, and the most precious thing is not the sword array, the real treasure is the sword spirit!

The legendary magic weapon spirit is divided into three levels, the lowest level of the machine spirit, the instrument spirit is the treasure spirit at the top, and the spirit is the spirit at the top!

Most of the materials used in the machine spirit are high-level demon beast souls, although they are rare, but they are not too few, and many yuan infancy can also be obtained by chance!

As for the higher-level spirits, it is said that they are only the legendary chaos, and the innate things can be generated, and they are the things used by the immortals!

The sword spirit belongs to the first level of the treasure spirit, if Elder Han's sword array really has this thing, then it is really difficult to find in the world, and it is natural for the upper realm god to be excited!

Du Yu frowned slightly, and then said lightly: "You junior is really bold, betraying the human race in public, not to mention it, you even dare to slander this divine envoy, this is also slandering the Flying God Island, it should be an unforgivable crime, Ling Chi was executed, and the soul was snatched! The white-robed Du Yu put his hands behind his back, giving an edict like an emperor.

Han Ming just smiled disdainfully when he heard this, and then suddenly turned cold, "How does Han know if the Du Divine Envoy and the other Divine Envoys are in collusion, if Han is captured, won't he want to stick the fish on the board and let others slaughter him?" Han is not the kind of person who puts his life in the hands of others!"

"Then what you mean by hearing this is to completely betray the human race!" Du Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and his face became a little colder.

"Heh!" Han Ming just sneered coldly, and then said disdainfully: "Betraying the Terrans? What are you, but you are the messenger of the Terran in the Spirit Realm, representing the Terrans?

"Okay, well, if you don't change your teachings, you're going to be obsessed, and that divine envoy has no choice but to take you down, and then discuss with other nether envoys how to deal with it!" Du Yu's eyes flashed, and he slapped his palm lightly at Han Ming's side.

A large light palm that was more than 100 feet tall suddenly appeared on top of Han Ming's head, and from top to bottom, with an incomparably powerful oppressive force, he grabbed it fiercely!

Seeing this, Han Ming frowned slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and five crystal small swords flew out of his mouth, hovering slightly in the air, and then turned into a giant sword the size of three or four zhang, with an incomparably sharp sword aura, facing the sky.

The sword light flashed suddenly, and the giant palm was slashed into six clouds of mist by the sharp sword qi.

Du Yu glanced at the five Ten Thousand Evil Sacrificial Bone Reverse Yuan Swords with his eyebrows, and then smiled coldly, "Carving insect skills, dare to take it out and offer ugliness!" Then with a pinch of the magic trick, the six clouds of mist turned into the giant palm suddenly closed towards the middle, and turned into six kinds of sparkling treasures such as pen, ink, paper, inkstone, white jade gui, and folding fan, and fell down like lightning.

"Break!" Han Ming's pupils shrank, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed down into the air, and suddenly more than ten golden fist prints smashed towards the six treasures like meteors.

After a series of ........loud noises and a dazzling spiritual light, Han Ming fell from the sky and slammed into a stone pillar five or six zhang thick on the edge of the square, sinking deeply.

Han Ming's throat was sweet, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but ooze a wisp of pale golden blood.

Han Ming's face was a little pale, and the injuries left by the fight with the four veins had not yet recovered, and at this time, he was at all exerting his strength, and this Du Yu was worthy of being a divine envoy of the upper realm, and his divine power was so strong that he should be at the same level as several demon venerables.

Han Ming is a little self-aware, even if he fights this Du Yu intact and hard, it is not easy to say whether he will win or lose, not to mention that he is still dragging his injured body now, if he really fights, he will definitely lose more and win less!

"He also said that he was not a demon clan, which human race has such an arrogant body as you?" King Xiong took a step forward at this time, pointed at Han Ming and asked.

"Han Daoyou, Bo really can't believe it, but he has to accept it at this time!" Bormu took a step forward, and the thick aura in his body slowly leaked out, "Han Daoyou's double cultivator is the young master of the Demon Clan's puppet sect, Han Daoyou has taken refuge in the Demon Clan, is it just because he is the concubine of the Demon Clan!"

"Han Daoyou is confused, you only remember that you are a monk of the Demon Sect, but you have forgotten that you are essentially a human race, and now you have betrayed the human race, resulting in the killing of hundreds of millions of fellow clansmen, how can you have a good conscience!" Bormu said with regret.

"Bo Daoyou, don't talk nonsense with this spy, let's do it together, this thief is also proficient in magic skills, and there are many means, don't let him escape!"

Han Ming wiped the blood stain on his lips with his index finger, and broke free from the stone pillar with all his might, not looking at Bormu and the Bear King in front of him, but just looking sideways at the hundreds of thousands of monks below.

"Since Han Mou entered this Heavenly Trench Defense Line, what he has been doing should be clear, and everyone else thinks that Du Shen's judgment is wrong, thinking that Han Mou has never passed the ancient demon!" Han Ming looked down, but his tone was very indifferent, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Being stared at by Han Ming, many monks subconsciously avoided it, and so did many Yuan Infant monks, who didn't dare to look at Han Ming at all, and silently turned their heads sideways, and even some monks were a little ashamed.

Being stared at by Han Ming for a long time, many of the monks present were sitting upright, and none of them stood up, dodging Han Ming's almost interrogative gaze.

Some of the Yuan Infant Cultivators that Han Ming knew secretly sighed, but they all shook their heads in support of it.

Ximen Ruoxue, who was in white Shengxue, hesitated for a while, looked at the surrounding elders of the same sect for a while, and then gritted her silver teeth and wanted to stand up, but at this moment, a heavy mana fell on her shoulder, making her unable to stand up for a single infancy.

Ximen Ruoxue turned her head, but she saw the nun in green clothes staring coldly at the side of her, and her lips moved slightly and said, "Confused, are you looking for death?"

"Master, it is impossible for him to fornicate with the demon clan, and he saved my life, at this time he is alone, and he can't sit idly by, this life can be regarded as returning him!"

"Stupid, do you think that you are the only one who will suffer after standing up? They can make the sect also fornicate with the demon clan with a random crime, you want to repay the debt, have you ever thought about the thousand-year-old foundation of the sect?"

"This ........" Ximen Ruoxue was stunned when she heard this, and was silent for a while, looking up at Han Ming, who was standing in the air with apologetic eyes, but she didn't stand up after all.

And at this moment, a faint but audible shout suddenly came from the square: "Elder Han, the kid believes you, it is impossible to fornicate with the demon clan!" At the same time, a young man in blue stood up.

The young man in blue stood up suddenly, startling the people around him, and immediately after reacting, he retreated like a snake and scorpion, as if to clear up his relationship with this young man.

Han Ming withdrew his gaze from Ximen Ruoxue, and stared at the blue-clothed young man standing up there rather unexpectedly, and after careful distinction, he found that this person was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was already a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"The kid is a loose cultivator, there is no concern, the little life is not worth mentioning, whoever wants to kill it will take it!" the blue-clothed boy continued to shout loudly, although he only had a small body, it was a cut taller than the monks sitting around him.

"Count me in, the juniors don't believe it!" Then a drooping old man slowly stood up with a cane.

Although this old man is an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period, he looks like he is seventy or eighty, with two or three snow-white hairs on his head, and his face is full of overlapping folds. "The younger generation has only lived for two or three years, but he doesn't want to die less than a feather, drowning all living beings, and he also wants to die vigorously, tell the truth!"

It seemed that these two people had taken the lead, and the others had also been infected, and some heads began to pop up in the crowd of black oppression, one after another, more and more, all shouting in support of Elder Han.

After more than ten breaths, Han Ming looked at the seventy or eighty people who were isolated among the hundreds of thousands of monks, and his face changed to a cold color, revealing a smile: "Ha, before Han Mou still felt that he shouldn't be in charge of this idle matter, let the Tianyan defense line be destroyed, how good it is that the earth-north human race has been destroyed, and it can also save destroying treasures and hurting himself! But now that there are all of you who have come forward, Han Mou feels that he is a little petty!"