Han Ming was surrounded by the demon army, and the demon soul and the larvae of the Destroyed Butterfly also came out to fight hard.
Han Ming stood on a mountain of rotten bones, frantically slashing at the demonic soldiers who could not be killed no matter what.
"Come! Come!! Hahaha, I won't lose anything! Kill one and you won't lose, but kill two and I will make a profit!"
Han Ming laughed wildly and knocked down the spear thrown towards him with an axe, then jumped down the mountain of corpses.
There were already several more bone-deep wounds on his body, and blood was constantly pouring out of his body. But he had no time to use healing techniques on himself.
All we can do is kill! Kill! Kill!
Keep killing!
There is nothing left in Han Ming's eyes, only killing!
"Kill all these bastards!" Han Ming was already a little confused and could only keep slashing at the weapon in his hand.
The demon soul was also continuously hit by the demon soldiers, and its figure became more erratic. The magic power provided by Han Ming also started to be intermittent.
Xiaojian, on the other hand, didn't have any scars on his body, and he was extremely happy. The vitality in these magic soldiers was completely different from that in the human world. It was another form of vitality, which could be said to be the breath of death.
Although this kind of death energy is not as good as human vitality, it can still provide it with the energy it needs.
After all, the Destruction Butterfly itself is a terrifying creature born in the demon world.
Han Ming's eyes were already red with bloodshot eyes, and there was almost no intact part of his body.
bump!!
Suddenly, a violent crash came from not far behind Han Ming.
"Ahem~ No, not good!! There are flying magic soldiers!"
Han Ming looked back and saw that it was the old man named Feng who had escaped and fell back.
"What's going on!?" Han Ming felt a sense of despair in his heart.
He could accept his fate and let himself die in this endless army of demons, because he knew that someone had already gone to inform the human world, and he had hope in his heart.
But the only hope in front of him was ruined, and Han Ming suddenly felt a deep helplessness in his heart.
He swung his weapon slower and slower.
"Is there any point? What's the point of continuing to kill? Can we kill all these hundreds of thousands of demonic armies?"
Han Ming's eyes began to look empty. The only hope that supported him was finally shattered.
In the sky, several flying demon soldiers with human bodies but bat wings circled down and flew around Han Mingran.
Just now, it was this kind of thing that intercepted the old man named Feng who was climbing on the mountain wall.
"Boy! Go on!!"
The old man surnamed Feng threw something towards Han Ming.
Han Ming subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, then split the demon soldier in front of him with an axe, and subconsciously looked into his hand.
What I saw was a small round red pill. A refreshing fragrance emanated from the pill, which looked quite magical.
"You go, I'll stop them. You have that magical weapon, and the flying magic soldiers can't stop you. Leave this place to me."
A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the old man named Feng.
Han Ming turned around and looked at the old man, only to see the old man smiling slightly at him.
"go."
The old man surnamed Feng said with a smile. At the same time, strong wind-based fighting energy burst out from his body, and all the magic soldiers approaching his body were instantly chopped into pieces.
Burn his own life force! He will explode himself!
Han Ming's pupils shrank and he immediately knew what the old man was thinking.
The old man nodded slightly towards Han Ming and said nothing.
Han Ming sighed secretly, knowing that it would be useless to say anything more. He rounded the battle ax and ran towards the Red Flame Goshawk that still had most of its body left.
He waved his battle ax to force the demon soldiers away, grabbed the body of the Red Flame Goshawk, and jumped into the sky.
This time he jumped several tens of meters. He turned his hands into claws and dug deeply into the mountain wall. He lowered his head and looked down.
I saw the old man surnamed Feng let out a long sigh of relief, as if all the burdens on his body had been lifted, and looked like he was worried about practicing martial arts.
"Boy, I'll give you one more ride!" All the fighting spirit left in the old man named Feng burst out instantly.
A giant wind-type spider sprang out from his body. Its thin legs, which were four to five meters long, thrust into the group of demon soldiers. The eight legs continuously penetrated the bodies of each demon soldier and flung them away far away.
A hole as thick as an arm appeared in the chests of those demon soldiers, and they got up again and ran towards this side waving their weapons.
boom!!!
There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and all the fighting energy in the old man named Feng exploded. A huge burst of air followed the countless wind blades that were scattered in all directions.
The hundreds of three-stage magic soldiers around were chopped into countless pieces by the countless wind blades.
The power of the fourth-level battle soul explosion was truly unprecedented in Han Ming's life. The huge wind force blew his body into the sky.
His body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the sky. At the same time, four or five flying magic soldiers followed closely below.
Han Ming tightly trapped the Red Flame Goshawk's body on his back with a rope. After his body rushed nearly a few hundred meters, he firmly grasped the mountain wall and began to climb up quickly.
Several flying demon soldiers came next, spitting out spikes dripping with black pus from their mouths. Han Ming climbed up with one hand and blocked the giant battle ax in front of him with the other hand, blocking the spikes.
The thorns flew out diagonally and pierced into the mountain, making a hissing sound and dissolving the solid rock into tiny holes.
Seeing that Han Ming's weapons could resist the spikes, the flying demon soldiers gave up long-range attacks and attacked Han Ming one after another.
These flying demon soldiers let out long screams, forming waves of sound waves that rolled down the rocks on the mountain wall. At the same time, they stretched out their pointed claws to grab Han Ming.
Han Ming's chest felt tight due to the sound wave, and his throat felt sweet. A large mouthful of blood spurted onto the mountain wall in front of him.
He waved his battle ax to push back the demon soldiers and climbed up again.
Seeing that Han Ming was unable to resist the sonic attack, the flying demon soldiers opened their mouths and howled miserably.
Han Ming only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyesight turned black.
"Catch these bastards!!"
Han Ming roared angrily.
The demon soul escaped from the body, reached out and threw out dozens of silver threads, firmly trapping a flying demon soldier.
These flying demon soldiers were all third-level demon soldiers, and their strength was not too tyrannical. One of them was easily caught by the demon soul and quickly pulled towards Han Ming.
Han Ming swung his battle ax and chopped the demon soldier in front of him in half.
"Come again!" Han Ming shouted while climbing up quickly.
"How deep is this damn place? Now he has climbed a hundred meters, but he still can't see the end."
He casually cut the flying demon soldier captured by the demon soul into two halves.
A thick layer of black fog appeared above Han Ming's head.
Han Ming didn't know what the black mist was, so he quickly put an ice shield on his body and climbed up at a faster speed.
As soon as the ice shield came into contact with the black mist, it made a hissing sound and began to dissolve. Han Ming quickly replenished the ice shield with magic energy.
"Why didn't I encounter this black fog when I came down?" Han Ming was a little annoyed.
Fortunately, the thickness of the black mist was not too thick. After less than a cup of tea, Han Ming emerged from the black mist, and what greeted him was the already deflected sunset in the sky.
The fiery red sunset shone on Han Ming. He looked up and saw that the top of the pit in the ghost domain was right in front of him. There was no trace of the demon soldiers behind him anymore, and he had killed all the flying demon soldiers one by one.
When Han Ming was still more than ten meters away from the top of the pit, he thrust his feet into the cracks in the mountain wall, jumped up, and landed firmly on the ground.
Looking at the raging fire in front of him, Han Ming felt like he was suddenly in a different world.
"All the materials are complete, and the body of the Red Flame Goshawk has been obtained. Next, it's time to go to the wild ice field to find the Xuantian Ice Silkworm."
Han Ming said silently, while closing his eyes to sense the tracking mark of the Xuantian Ice Silkworm.
Fortunately, although this mark has begun to become dull, it can still be felt.
"You! You are here! Give back my son's life!!" A figure rushed out. After seeing Han Ming, he was stunned for a moment, and then became angry.
Han Ming felt a bitter taste in his mouth when he saw that this person was Mo Tianqi, whose child was killed by the demon spirit.
"Get out of the way, there are nearly 200,000 demonic armies below. According to the speed at which they are gathering strength, I am afraid that in another half a year, they will be able to gather an army of one million people. By then, the Northern Alliance Continent will be finished." Han Ming's face turned gloomy.
road.
When Mo Tianqi heard what Han Ming said, his eyes widened suddenly, looking a little unbelievable, and then he laughed wildly.
"If you want to make up a lie, make it more realistic. Who doesn't know that this demon world is blocked by the seals of the Dragon Clan and the Elf Clan? How could they come out? No matter what you say, I won't let you go this time.
, take your life!!”
Mo Tianqi looked like he was crazy and didn't listen to Han Ming's explanation at all. When he saw that Han Ming was seriously injured, he was immediately ecstatic and attacked Han Ming regardless.
Han Ming was too seriously injured, but he didn't want to get entangled with this man, so he dodged and ran past Mo Tianqi.
"Run away!!" Mo Tianqi shouted angrily and struck Han Ming with a palm.
Han Ming was hit in the back and spit out a mouthful of blood, but his face remained firm and he did not stop at all.
He swallowed the pill given to him by the old man named Feng into his mouth.
Suddenly, a powerful energy filled Han Ming's whole body, and a whistling wind suddenly appeared under his feet. The wind suddenly turned into two violent small whirlwinds.
Han Ming felt that his body began to feel light, and the two small whirlwinds rushed out with him with a loud bang, throwing Mo Tianqi who was chasing behind him far away without a trace.
The scenery in front of him rushed past like a phantom. Several enemies who were chasing Han Ming saw Han Ming from a distance and chased him out with shouts of death. However, Han Ming's speed was too fast, and all of them were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
People are left behind.
One day later, Han Ming let out a loud roar and rushed out of the Wild Fire Prison. His feet landed firmly on the wild and stormy land. The two small whirlwinds under his feet also completely dissipated.
"It's him! It's that kid! He's out!"
The hundreds of people who had been waiting at the edge of the Wild Fire Hell saw Han Ming appear, and without saying a word, they all attacked and killed Han Ming.
Han Ming hurriedly ran away, his body swaying and almost unsteady. The excessive blood loss and the serious wounds on his body made him unable to hold on.
During this period of time, he had not been able to take time to treat his injuries.
Seeing that hundreds of enemies were about to catch up with him, Han Ming was helpless.
An ethereal figure came from the distance, swaying with an outstanding figure.
"Haha, friend Han, I see you again."
"You...you are..." Han Ming looked at the extremely beautiful woman in front of him and couldn't recognize her for a moment.
The woman chuckled and said, "Are these people chasing you? Why do you like to cause trouble so much?"
This woman turned out to be the enchantress who had changed her appearance, and she was also the Kuro whom Han Ming knew. Because she had a vicious reputation, and her purpose this time was not to arrest people or seek revenge, but to find Han Ming.
Ming, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, naturally changed his appearance and changed his original aura. Naturally, Han Ming could not recognize him, and because Catherine changed Han Ming's aura through the Ring of Sojourn,
, the two of them were already strangers, and the enchantress only thought that Han Ming was Han Er.
Han Ming looked at the woman in front of him, feeling horrified.
This woman's strength can be described as unfathomable. Obviously, this woman has concealed her strength, but Han Ming felt a strong sense of oppression. This feeling was not even comparable to that of the Lord of Gugel Castle.
.If we want to compare, we can only know superficially that this woman's strength must not be inferior to Brahma's.
Little did he know that this enchantress was originally the number one master in controlling Huang Tian and the Northern Alliance Continent, and was Li Xiaotian's favorite disciple. She was able to successfully sneak attack on a master like Li Xiaotian, so her strength should not be underestimated.dd