The Second Immortal Road

Ran Qixi Qianying walked out of a **** fog, and the surrounding scarlet monsters stepped aside in fear, and at the same time crawled to the ground, as if they had met their king.

"My son, don't resist, otherwise the maidservant won't be able to lay hands!" Ran Qixi said to Han Ming in an extremely soft voice, like the affectionate tone between a mundane husband and wife.

"What kind of monster are you, why did you become like this!" Han Ming stared at Ran Qixi's face and said in a deep voice.

Ran Qixi’s expression changed again. She raised her bare hand to cover her small mouth, and chuckled slightly: "Why did the maidservant become like this? The maidservant was nailed to a stone pillar and tortured by the blood forbidden device for more than ten years. After death, it is not over. It hunts humans everywhere, condenses the evil spirit, and is tortured by the evil spirit day and night for decades before he can barely become the evil spirit. Body!"

"The son knows how much suffering the maidservant has suffered over the years!" Ran Qixi bit her lip and looked at Han Ming with aggrieved eyes.

Han Ming closed his eyes when he heard the words, was silent for a while, and did not reply.

Seeing Han Ming's appearance, Ran Qixi grinned and turned into an eccentric appearance again, with his hands behind his back, and jumped to the front of Yiling's devilish energy. "The son is also a flesh and blood body. It’s self-blaming, the maidservant can’t bear to do it! It's just that the master doesn’t want to hurt the son’s life, so the son might as well walk out and follow the maid to see the master, losing some blood, it’s better than losing his life. !"

After thinking for a while, Han Ming hesitated, and finally nodded: "Well, I can give blood, but if I have the conditions to talk to your master, I don’t want to blame my brother or even the one who is surrounded by dignity. At that time, no matter how old your master is, it will be useless!"

"Hey, Xiao Luohu, you are good at using tiger-skinned flags, but you think it can threaten this seat? You are a wild juvenile, Xiao Luohu, knowing that kind of existence information is already in the sky, yet Report? Where do you report? I don’t want to kill you. I just don’t want to get involved with Luohu. Don’t think I dare not kill you!” The girl in the blood skirt walked slowly out of the blood mist. Coming out, his face was calm.

Han Ming thought for a while and said directly: "I will give you 70% blood and let my servant die, otherwise it will inevitably be broken. If I am a wild road, Luohuo, you don’t want to think about it. Without the support of my clan, I Where did this slave come from, and I can control the Thunder of Sky-Eater in my area at the seventh level? How do you know the power of absolute spirit, and the power of Yin Ming!"

"Threatening this seat? The person who threatened this seat last time was many years ago. By the way, it is also an individual with the surname Han, but you think you are him? Do you really think that this seat is afraid of you Luohu clan? This seat kills The adult spirit of the ancients is not one and two ends, and you dare to threaten this seat!" The blood skirt girl laughed furiously, seeming to think of something unglamorous.

"Kill the grown-up ancient spirits?" Yi Ling said blankly, her face full of absurdity.

For Yiling, the ancient spirits are extremely distant existences, even the holy ancestors of their holy realm. It is simply a legend, but the blood skirt girl in front of her actually said that she had killed one or two ends.

If what this blood girl said is true, then her background is definitely comparable to the ancestor of the holy world, and even stronger, perhaps second only to the immortal!

If what this blood skirt girl said is true, she just fell from a high level, it can also explain why this person can use the power of space at the eighth level, so difficult!

Looking at the girl in the blood skirt, Yi Ling's mouth became dry. It had no confidence in fighting, even though the opponent was only a Tier 8 monster.

Han Ming's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words of the girl in the blood skirt. Although his monster body is Luohu, he is the spirit of the ancients, but the adult spirit of the ancients is still a very, very distant existence for him. It can be said that he can work hard at this time. The biggest goal, but the girl in the blood skirt can kill an adult ancient spirit!

"Leave 70% of the blood and this demon cub, you can go away, but there are only three things, don't show up in front of this seat in the future, this seat will not have anything to worry about." The blood skirt girl said coldly. .

Han Ming's eyes turned between the blood skirt girl and Ran Qixi, thought for a while, sighed slightly, and cursed in his heart that he still didn't become what he should be, and he still couldn't be truly profitable and truly rational.

To be honest, the safest option right now, without taking any risk, is to hand over 70% of the blood and leave Xi Ling alone instead of fighting the blood jade spider.

With a stern shout: "Hands!" Han Ming's whole body was instantly covered in gold, and he rushed directly out of Yiling's shield and rushed towards the blood jade spider. At the same time, Yiling's technique was pinched, and the whole person was instantly exploded. Seventy percent of the blood turned into a black-red giant axe, leaning across Han Ming's body, and 30% of the blood rushed into Han Ming's body.

The deadly blow that was useless in the Great Demon Sealing Formation was aroused by Xi Ling. It was really shocked by the words of the girl in the blood skirt. She didn't dare to keep any hands at all, and directly used the most powerful one. Means, only hope to destroy the enemy with one blow, this will have a ray of life.

All of Yiling’s spirit, flesh and blood, and mana were all concentrated on this blow. Even if he defeated the girl in the blood skirt this time, it no longer exists in this transformation stage, only a ray of spiritual consciousness remains. Han Ming's body.

"Stupid!" The girl in the blood skirt saw Han Ming and Xi Ling choose to do it hard, but she gave a light call, and didn't move on the spot. She just motioned to Ran Qixi, "Take them!"

"It's ~www.wuxiahere.com~Master!" Ran Qixi nodded, her whole body suddenly erupted, covering the girl in the blood skirt, and sternly shouted: "Bitch, I didn't expect it, grandma's spiritual sense is still alive, and she can counterattack. the last time!"

The evil spirit condensed by killing tens of thousands of people was added by the evil spirit body of Ran Qixi, and it all pressed on the spirit of the blood skirt girl, instantly making her mentally dizzy, her eyes blank, staring blankly forward.

Although the girl in the blood skirt is powerful, the focus is on the power of the space she controls. In terms of strength alone, she is in fact only an eighth-order monster. Although the soul is high-level, it has not yet recovered to a certain degree and has been transformed. The fear of the spiritual stage is suffocated, and it is inevitable to lose consciousness.

Under Ran Qixi's control, the blood mist around Han Ming completely blocked Han Ming, causing the giant axe transformed by Xi Ling to approach instantly.

"Cut!" The giant axe turned into by Yi Ling slashed down on the smooth forehead of the girl in the blood skirt.

"Broken!" Han Ming threw a thunderball and detonated it without hesitation. Golden lightning flashed from the sky. I want to talk about "{?$article_title?}" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find friends~