Mo Shui smiled mysteriously: "This is what I want to discuss with Brother Han."
Han Ming was already moved. He was still very curious about the mysterious palace, especially the incomplete relief murals and erased ancient texts. He always felt that there was something indescribable.
It was like the strange black se lake that Han Ming had seen in that palace before.
The area of the palace is actually just a little bit, but the black lake in the palace is out of sight at a glance, which is obviously far beyond the scope that the palace can accommodate.
And in the black lake, a pair of huge eyes appeared. When these eyes were staring at Han Ming, Han Ming almost suffocated.
Moreover, in the palace, before the Black Se Lake, there is a magical statue, and the statue is bound to a woman with a full body. This woman is likely to be Xiaoqi's mother. Xiaoqi was determined to enter the palace.
, just to find your own mother.
Han Ming guessed that Xiao Qi must have known something about the mysterious palace. But later, no matter how much Millen made indirect comments, Xiao Qi just kept silent about the matter about the palace.
This incident exudes a strange and mysterious smell inside and outside.
Xiao Qi's natural purified body, the mystery of the palace, the ancient texts that have been deliberately erased, and the broken and vague murals. What kind of mysterious connection does these people have?
Han Ming was puzzled for a moment.
"Brother Moshui, just offer your own conditions." Han Ming was moved, and he couldn't help but be moved. There were too many mysteries that could not be solved for the time being.
In addition to the palace and ancient characters, there is also a small piece of metal fragment he once obtained at the Dongling Gate, which was written in Chinese on it.
Mo Shui smiled slightly and said, "When I go to Tiancheng to practice, of course, only our demon clans have this qualification. As a human, Han Ming is afraid that it will be impossible for him to enter.
My conditions are very simple. I will find a way to get you a demon spirit card to help you enter the Shuitian City. But in exchange, Brother Han must impart your magical water magic to me. How?
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Han Ming smiled faintly when he heard this, thinking that this kid was coveting my Water God Skill.
"Yes." Han Ming agreed generously.
Not to mention that Han Ming could not teach him, even if Han Ming wanted to, he would not be able to do it.
"Thank you so...thank you!!"
Mo Shui was immediately ecstatic when he received Han Ming's affirmative answer.
"So where are we going next?" Han Ming said with a smile, his tone and attitude towards Moshui had changed a lot.
"There is about half a year before the Demon Spirit Festival, and there are still six months before the landing of Tiancheng. During this period, what we have to do is..." Mo Shui smiled mysteriously at Han Ming:
"Rob!"
"Give it?" Han Ming was stunned when he heard this.
"That's right, grab it!! There are many treasures needed to exchange for the Demon Spirit Card. I have indeed collected my own share now, but it took me nearly ten years. But now I have come to many places, so I won't grab it.
If so, how can I exchange it for the Demon Spirit Card?” The words of the ink exuded a sense of justification. It seemed that this kind of robbery and robbery was not the first time I did it, and I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.
"Since that's the case, I'll thank you Brother Moshui."
Han Ming and Mo Shui looked at each other and smiled, but they had their own different plans in their hearts.
Han Ming knew that he had just verbally promised that the ink would teach him his own water magic. But in this world, verbally promised, would it work? It was obviously without any binding force. And this ink believed Han Ming so easily.
Han Ming would not be so stupid that he thought that this ink was as honest and honest as Donglin, and he was a little stupid. This ink must have his own plan.
"Then where will we grab it next?" Han Ming asked the most critical question.
"Since you want to rob, it's the same for everyone. I know that Brother Han is now tracing the whereabouts of the Pangolin tribe. People in this tribe are all greedy and love to collect all kinds of treasures. Whether it is useful to them or useless.
, All visitors are not rejected. As far as I know, there is a pangolin group nearby. If Brother Han is interested, we might as well go and take a look." The friendly ink-shui-friendly Chao Han Ming smiled, obviously he had already started to use it to win over.
The means to reduce Han Ming's vigilance and to his preferences.
"Thank you then."
Han Ming smiled.
Han Ming spread his bone wings and galloped in the air, while the ink also had a pair of its own wings.
Han Ming had long seen through it that this ink was actually a strange race with a dog-headed and owl-body. It seemed to be a mixed-up. It was not a demon race of purebred beasts.
The two of them flew all the way for three days and landed in front of a huge mountain.
Looking at the mountain in front of him, Han Ming was amazed.
It is said to be a mountain, but at first glance it looks like a natural barrier.
Facing Han Ming and Mo Shui was a huge stone wall that was straight up and down. The wall was Da Tianting, and the ground was connected to the ground, extending to the end of the field of view, but there was no ups and downs.
When I went up, Isn’t it standing in front of the two of them like a huge stone barrier?
Looking at the vertical and smooth stone walls of the mountain, there are holes of different sizes. Below the peaks, pangolins sometimes climb out or drill into the ground.
"Here, Brother Han, this is a small pangolin group in front of you."
Ink gently swayed the feather fan and laughed loudly.
When Han Ming heard this, he nodded to Moshui as if he was grateful, and walked forward.
When the pangolins of the two demon races saw Han Ming coming, they immediately rushed forward with big strides, and their hands turned into sharp claws.
"Who!?"
Han Ming smiled slightly and said, "Are there six masters in your clan?"
A pangolin frowned and shouted, "What is your origin? Why are you here in our territory?"
Han Ming shook his head with a smile, and did not say much to these two minions. He shook his body quickly and grabbed the heads of the two pangolins with both hands. A water-based magic power extended out, freezing the two pangolins into
A light blue ice sculpture.
Mo Shu saw Han Ming's tricks and his eyes showed a greedy look.
Han Ming stepped forward again, pressed his hands against the vertical and smooth stone wall, and a large amount of water-based magic power was released. Starting from his hands, a layer of cold ice crystal spread around him. Less than a minute later
At the time, the entire mountain wall, which was several hundred meters away from Han Ming, was covered with ice and turned into an iceberg.
After a little more, a roar came from the largest cave in the middle of the mountain wall.
Then there was the sound of continuous impact on the ice.
"Brother Han's ice spell can actually stop the sharp claws of the pangolin tribe!?" Moshui widened his eyes when he saw this scene.
But Han Ming just smiled indifferently.
With a loud bang, the ice layer in front of the huge cave suddenly shattered, and a pair of claws with long nails were taken out from the ice wall, and then a middle-aged man ran out of it, with a pair of huge claws running straight.
Han Ming came to his face.
Han Ming had expected that, his hands pulled from top to bottom and a huge frozen shield appeared.
The middle-aged man's claws suddenly penetrated the frozen shield, and ten long nails were less than ten centimeters away from Han Ming's face.
Han Ming felt that although this middle-aged man was strong enough, he was just a fifth-level third-level earth war king. He was not the old man he was looking for.
"Madman!! Why did you sneak attack my tribe?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and his whole body was filled with earth-based Dou Qi, and a pair of golden armor wrapped his whole body. Han Ming's actions just now freeze part of the entire mountain wall with the cave.
All the pangolin tribes with poor strength were frozen to death in the cave. How could this middle-aged man, as the leader of this pangolin tribe, not angry?
"My purpose is very simple. I ask you, there is a master of sixth-level strength in your pangolin tribe who once lived in Beiling Kingdom for a long time."
Han Ming said slowly.
"So what if there is, what if there is no. If you kill my tribe, I must tear you down today!"
The middle-aged man's eyes turned red and did not answer Han Ming's question at all. He was wrapped in a pair of hard golden armor, and a pair of claws suddenly attacked Han Ming.
Han Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hands quickly pointed out, his index fingers and middle fingers were put together. Each time he clicked, a thin black se water vapor burst out. The black se water vapor hit the middle-aged man's hands and wrapped him up.
The golden armor on the two claws corroded and hissing sounded, and the golden face suddenly became extremely dark and spread rapidly along the middle-aged man's arms.
At the same time, the demon soul suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man, and a whip with a strong light slapped on the middle-aged man's back with a bang.
The whip of the demon soul directly whips the enemy's soul's attack, and basically ignores any physical defense.
When the whip was whipped, the middle-aged man groaned and fell forward. Ten long nails on both hands instantly broke away from his ten fingers and exploded towards the demon soul behind him.
Han Ming, who was standing in front of the middle-aged man, pushed forward with his hands, and a black water ball was splashed on the middle-aged man, making a loud hissing sound, and a rich black smoke rose.
The demon soul was penetrated by ten long nails and turned into a light spot. After all, the opponent was a fifth-level third-level war king master. Although the demon soul could hurt the opponent, it could not avoid the opponent's attack.
Fortunately, the demon soul survives with Han Ming's magical power. Unless Han Ming dies, she will be able to regenerate infinitely.
The middle-aged man is wearing a golden armor and is very strong, but it is impossible to wrap his whole body tightly. Such defensive power is very effective for other magicians or warriors of the same age. But for Han Ming, the water system
The magician was a little helpless.
The black se water ball burst, and the black water penetrated into it along the gaps in the middle-aged man's golden armor, and contacted his skin. Another hissing corrosive sound rang out.
The middle-aged man screamed, and his luck was full of fighting spirit, dispelling the black water. Looking at his golden armor, it was corroded by the black water.
Just after doing this, another crisp sound rang out.
Bang!!
The figure of the demon soul appeared again behind the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had just focused on dispersing Han Ming's black water with his powerful battle spirit of the King of War. He had no time to take any precautions. The whip was sucked
After going down, the middle-aged man's soul was chaotic.
In Moshui's opinion, the middle-aged man's body suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, but he didn't know that this was a sign that the middle-aged man's soul almost left his body. He only thought it was the effect attached to the attack skills of the demon soul.
"Stop! Stop!!"
The middle-aged man cried out and begged for mercy. He never expected that the third and sixth-level water magician in front of him was different from any water magician he had encountered in his life.
It is so powerful that it contains only huge magic power in its body, and its attack methods are only vicious and weird, all of which are beyond the expectations of middle-aged men.
With true strength, Han Ming and the Demon Soul can at most barely fight with a fifth-level third-level war king. With Xiao Gu, you can play a fifth-level fourth-level war king equally.
No matter how far and wide it is, the reason why the Pangolin demon war king can be so embarrassed.
On the one hand, it was because of the strangeness of Han Ming's water-based magic, and on the other hand, it was naturally the soul whip of the demon soul. The two were united, which caught the King of War off guard.
However, the ink, who was quietly watching the exhibition behind, did not think so.
He only thought that Han Ming was a water magician of the same level as him. Although he knew that Han Ming's water magic was magical, he did not expect that Han Ming could be so strong. Especially the demon soul, Mo Shui was even more surprised.
He couldn't guess whether this woman with a translucent body was Han Ming's beast soul or Han Ming's demon soul. For a moment, her eyes rolled back and forth, and her thoughts turned sharply. Obviously, he had discovered that Han Ming had already discovered that Han Ming had
His strength is far beyond his expectations.
"Do you want to say it?"
Han Ming smiled indifferently, as if the battle just now was just a casual play for him.
Han Ming did this to shock the ink behind him.
Han Ming was not worried that Mo Shui would see through his strength because of this, because the four destruction colored butterflies were used by Han Ming as a killer weapon.
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