The Second Immortal Road

At the periphery of the Tailun Third Dojo Protective Array, layers of cool milky white smoke swirled around, thick or thin. These milky white mist seemed quite extraordinary, mixed with a very special spiritual power, took a deep breath, not a bit stuffy like the worldly mist, on the contrary, it has a cool and comfortable feeling.

　　 "Whoo." A gleam of light flashed by, and disappeared into a pile of mist in a blink of an eye, leaving only an empty path in the same place.

The fog on both sides has not yet united, yet another rapid light flashes away, leaving a spinning vortex on the spot, and the fog that was about to converge is scattered on both sides, and it will not be possible for a time. Together!

"Do you have any means to speed up? The person chasing behind consumes most of the power of the talisman. We can't fight with him at all. If we don't get rid of him or spend it with him, we will be in danger. !" The girl in the black dress had no calm color on her face at this time.

In the eyes of the girl in the black dress, Han Ming inspired Feiyunzhou to such an extent. The Ten Thousand Sword Sect monk should have been thrown away long ago, but he never expected that the Ten Thousand Sword Sect monk had Yuan Ying behind. The talisman blessed by the monks was also specially used for acceleration, and they were chased after them.

"Consumption of mana? I'm afraid that this flying boat will disintegrate on its own before Han's mana is exhausted!" Han Ming looked at the continuous cracks on the flying boat, his face was full of regrets, and the flying cloud boat was worn out. Nearly 60%, and then continue the imperial envoy, the disintegration is only a matter of time!

　　 Han Ming turned his head and glanced at the brilliant sword light that followed far behind, and then slowly closed his eyes, closed his eyes and meditated, and began to adjust the state of his body, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Han Ming's behavior, the black-dressed girl frowned slightly. She figured out Han Ming's plan. She also sat cross-legged, grabbing a middle-grade spirit stone in each hand, and doing her best to restore the mana in her body. , I just hope that more mana will be restored, and the odds of winning will be greater when the sword is slaughtered after the fight.

　　 However, the girl in the black skirt is not very optimistic. Although she has been trying her best to recover mana, but she has lost too much before, and now the mana recovered is not the fourth level of the heyday, and she has too little power to play. And the surname Han was only in the training period. Apart from his great escape skills, he really didn't see any other merits. Otherwise, he would barely have time to resist, and he would be caught by his father's distraction!

　　The girl in the black dress sighed faintly, she absorbed the spiritual power in the middle-grade spirit stone with her whole body, but there was a slight frown between her eyebrows, and a hint of worry appeared on her thrilling face under the veil.

About a quarter of an hour later, Han Ming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, then stood up and looked at the sword light behind him, his eyes filled with coldness, and it seemed that he was really going to fight this sword slaughter. It's a game.

　　 Han Ming got up, and the black skirt girl also stood up. There was some doubt in the beautiful eyes that looked at Han Ming. This flying boat has not disintegrated yet, why not delay her work as much as possible so that she can recover more mana!

　　 "I'm going to fight him hard now? Feizhou can still delay for a while!" the black skirt girl asked inexplicably.

　　 "Han Feizhou is still reluctant to completely destroy it here, and the effort to delay that moment is useless!" Han Ming said slowly,

Then he pinched the magic formula in his hand, withdrew from the burning magic circle inside Feiyun Zhou, and turned Feiyun Zhou back into its original form, then stepped on and stopped Feiyun Zhou, standing with his hands on his feet, looking at the person who was quickly chasing him. Jian Guang, his face was indifferent.

Han Ming and the girl in the black dress didn’t escape, and Jiantu at the back finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the two in front persisted for a quarter of an hour, the talisman he controlled the magic weapon would begin to fail slowly, and his speed of escape would also be slow. Will be greatly reduced accordingly.

　　 Fortunately, the two in front can't stand it!

Jiantu caught up with Han Ming and did not do anything for the first time. Instead, Yu Jian stopped in the air, let out a deep breath, calmed down his blood, and stared at Han Ming and Black Skirt. The girl, her eyes were full of coldness.

　　 "Don't run away?" Jiantu sneered and raised his hand with one hand, and he grabbed the magic weapon of the sword in his hand.

"The Daoist flees at an amazing speed, and still chasing after him. How dare I run away again, so I had to stop and apply Daoist's methods!" Han Ming lightly tapped the vaginal bag on his waist, Wei Wei Smile.

　　 "This girl's mana has also recovered a bit, but I want to see how you can be fierce again!" The girl in the black dress raised her hand with one hand, she took out a small golden dagger, held it firmly in her hand, and stared at the front.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, look at it!" Jiantu raised his hand with one hand, and then threw the sword weapon in the air into the air, and then with one hand, it instantly turned into a blue light and moved towards Han Ming. Cut it over.

Jiantu knew very well that the little golden dagger in the hands of the girl in the black dress was extremely powerful and stronger than his magic weapon. If it weren’t for the girl’s magic power to keep up, he would not be an opponent 80% of the time. The skirt girl is regaining some mana, and maybe she can't really beat her by that time!

　　 Cyan slashed its magic weapon horizontally, and the girl in the black dress didn't have a trace of panic on her face. She just pinched the magic trick in her hand and threw the small golden dagger in her hand directly.

As soon as Fang took off the golden dagger, he uttered softly like a dragon, with golden light spreading all over it. In a flash, it became a golden giant sword with a black horn on its body. Can get out of the sword body at any time!

"Dang, dang, dang." There were several sounds, the cyan long sword and the golden giant sword hit together, bursts of cyan aura spread away, and the aftermath continued to rippling away, letting the surrounding fog disperse. It wasn't healed and was washed away by the next aftermath.

Looking at the golden long sword that prevailed, Han Ming's eyes were full of shock. The cyan long sword is a magic weapon. He is worried about how to deal with it, whether he wants to use it at the risk of being destroyed by the hidden claw. But I didn't expect that the girl in the black dress would be blocked directly, and she seemed to be able to do so!

　　 This fellow Daoist is so powerful that he has the ability to know the black skirt girl. If he is full of mana, under one-to-one, he asks himself how much he loses!

Han Ming couldn't help but glanced at the face of the girl in the black skirt, but he was stared at him, and he was also scolded by the voice transmission: "What do you look at? procrastination!"

　　 "Yes, yes!" Han Ming was scolded, not only was he not angry, but instead he nodded in response.

　　 "Chun'er!" Han Ming pinched the tactics in his hand, instantly igniting the crystal jade cloak, and the whole disappeared in place, the speed is incredible!

For some reason, since Han Ming has become this golden-skinned silver-haired appearance, he feels that his physical fitness has improved a lot, whether it is flesh and blood or bones. Worried that the body cannot bear the load.

　　While Han Ming disappeared in place, a white shadow suddenly appeared near Jiantu, holding a small blood-colored gourd full of evil intentions in one hand.

　　 A dozen blood-colored beads the size of a thumb spurted out of the small gourd ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, as if hurriedly, they hit the white-clothed swordsman.

At this time, most of Jiantu's mind was directing the cyan sword weapon and the black dress girl's golden giant sword to fight together. Seeing the blood-colored round bead attacked past, they were not worried, but turned their hands and took out a sparkling aura. Fu Zhuan patted him, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a gray curtain of light, covering his whole body.

　　 With ten crisp sounds, the blood-colored bead hit the light curtain of Jiantu's body, without causing any ripples, but was directly shaken into powder by a force from the light curtain.

　　 The blood-colored ball did not make merit, the white shadow was not discouraged, but raised its brows, revealing a trace of joy, and then turned with one hand and uttered a soft drink: "Blast!"

As the white figure's tactics changed, the dozen or so blood-colored round bead fragments spewed out a rolling **** mist. In a blink of an eye, the white-clothed sword and his shield were surrounded in the middle, and it and the blue one The giant sword is isolated!

　　 At this time, Han Ming's figure flashed and appeared directly on the edge of the **** mist, and then stepped into it. Then, the white figure also turned around and plunged into the tumbling **** mist.

The appearance of the blood-colored fog and the surrounding pale white fog is completely opposite. One evil spirit is bloody, the other is holy and cold, and the physical attributes seem to restrain each other. As soon as the blood-colored fog appears, it forces the surrounding pale white fog to recede again and again. , So that a large circle of open space appeared around, clearly distinguished.

　　 "Blood Sacrifice?" After seeing the **** mist, the girl in black dress was surprised at first, and then she was full of joy. The surname Han actually had a blood sacrificial artifact!