Han Ming blames himself and feels guilty. High-speed update
He knew that it must be because Mr. Zhazha couldn't wait for him, so he had to take action against the Dark Church himself.
If it weren't for the time he had been wasting so long, Mr. Zhazha wouldn't have ended like this.
The miserable situation of Mr. Zhazha just now made Han Ming burst into anger.
There was no word on the scroll, only Mr. Zhazha's projection.
But from this simple scroll, Han Ming could immediately tell.
All of this must be done by the first level of higher white-clothed sacrificial sacrifice.
According to conventional procedures, the higher white-clothed priests on the first floor need to escort the celestial beings to the branch of the second floor of the Dark Holy See.
But it is obvious that the high-class white-clothed priest had a great hatred for Han Ming, so he did not leave.
Instead, he chose to stay on the second floor and wait for Han Ming's arrival.
The scroll was obviously intended to anger Han Ming.
Obviously, this high-class white-clothed sacrifice was successful.
"When did those from the Dark Holy See leave?"
The tavern owner was obviously very afraid of the people from the Dark Holy See, as it can be seen from Han Ming’s response just now.
Both sides must have an incomprehensible hatred.
"Don't worry, I will not involve you. They gave you this scroll just to let me find it."
The boss thought about it and felt that Han Ming's words really make sense.
Then nodded and said, "I just left for a while, it took less than two days or three days."
Han Ming nodded silently, pushed open the door and walked into the wind and snow.
These people must not be able to wait for themselves, and they came to search for them if they really couldn't wait.
The people from the Dark Knights who had just left the Dark Holy See had just left for two or three days.
This means that they have started to return and are about to leave this extreme south, and there are actually several space channels.
There is only one of them that leads to the Castlevania.
Han Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and disappeared into the vast wind and snow.
In less than half an hour, I arrived at the teleportation point in the extreme south.
Before leaving the snow-capped mountains, Han Ming went back to search for traces of the corpse-eating beast.
Only one mark of Mr. Zhazha was left there, indicating that the corpse-eating beast was taken away by Mr. Zhazha.
In other words, the corpse-eating beast is also in the hands of the Dark Church.
"Where did the space channel open the last time it opens?"
Han Ming covered his body in a wide black cloak and asked the administrator of the teleportation array.
The administrator shook his head lightly.
Seeing this, Han Ming took out two magic crystal coins from his arms and handed them over to the administrator.
The administrator weighed the twice-shiny magic crystal coins in his hand, smiled disdainfully, and shook his head again.
These are the only two magic crystal coins on Han Ming.
Although Sastein gave himself a magic crystal card of 100,000 magic crystal coins, the card had been given to Mr. Zhazha long ago.
When these two magic crystal coins were still looking for the brave mercenary group, they searched for their whereabouts separately, and Mr. Zhazha gave them to Han Ming.
This amount of money seems to be really not enough. It seems that it is not as a cost of space transmission.
It's not enough to let the administrator speak.
Han Ming nodded slightly, and two heavy red lights appeared in his cloak.
Looking at Han Ming's eyes, the administrator suddenly felt panic and quickly took a few steps back.
"What do you want to do! You can't break into the space teleportation array!"
While speaking, a team of teleportation array guards not far away happened to pass by and rushed up together.
The demon soldiers who are responsible for supervising the space teleportation array are not very strong, and the average number is more than five stages.
The leader who looks like a captain has about six stages of first-level.
But in Han Ming's eyes, these people were not even worthless.
Han Ming didn't even look back, his eyes staring at the administrator.
His right hand stretched out to the demon soldiers guard behind him, spread his five fingers, and then he suddenly clenched his fists.
Before the team of demon soldiers could react, they all turned into ice sculptures.
A strong wind whistled, and a group of ice sculptures broke into ice slags and dissipated between heaven and earth.
The administrator was shocked and did not expect that Han Ming, an inconspicuous guy, had such strength.
"The nearest teleportation array... is... it leads to Rodkaban City. It opened yesterday afternoon."
Han Ming nodded: "When will it be next time?"
"Two...the afternoon two days later."
The administrator swallowed, and the rotten flesh on his neck trembled for a while.
"Open."
The administrator was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "No, I can't open it now.
The energy of the teleportation array has not been filled yet."
“What is needed to fill up.”
"Magic crystal..."
"Magic crystal?"
The administrator glanced at Han Ming curiously and thought to himself, why didn't this person even know the magic crystal.
But he didn't dare to ask, so he had to say carefully: "It's... the crystal generated in the monster's head."
Han Ming nodded slightly. It seemed that this thing should be similar to the magic crystal produced in the head of the monster.
When he was in the human world, Han Mingke really accumulated a lot of magic crystals.
A large number of money plundered from the Palace of the Holy Mother was even more numerous.
Now unseal a small storage bag and throw it to the administrator.
"Take it and fill it up. The excess is considered a transfer fee."
The administrator looked inside the storage bag and was surprised. He quickly ran away with the storage bag.
Han Ming closed his eyes slightly and sat cross-legged.
The core of the water transformed into in his body was a little abnormal.
The Shui Jinghua was obviously hungry.
Han Ming frowned, thinking that although the motivation for this thing is more than dozens of times stronger than the core he has practiced.
But it's really a bit troublesome to maintain.
At least you only absorb elemental energy, and your core will continuously provide you with magic power.
But this water jinghua must be fed with vitality, and the elemental energy must also be insufficient.
At that moment, bursts of vitality were thrust into the water.
Han Ming has never known which corner of his body the seed of life is.
I have never really seen the seed of life from beginning to end.
But whenever his strength increases a little, the seeds of life will also increase.
At the same time, the connection between Han Ming himself and the seed of life is getting bigger and bigger.
When I raised the Destroyed Colorful Butterfly, I could only rely on cultivation to passively flow out of my life force and enter my body.
And now, he can fully control the direction of a small part of his vitality.
Taking advantage of this period, Han Ming began to think about the use of his awakening ability.
There is no doubt that the original power with the magical function of ancient characters is undoubtedly extremely powerful.
The ability to create everything out of thin air is extremely shocking.
In a sense, Han Ming's awakening ability is almost equivalent to a demigod.
But it is still difficult to apply this ability to combat.
First of all, the first difficulty is to activate the awakening of the original power.
You must use the power of origin to describe the combination of ancient characters in order to turn it into what you want to create.
But the process of depiction is too slow and difficult, and I am afraid that the enemy will not give him this time during the battle.
The second difficulty is practical application.
What kind of things should you make to deal with the enemy.
Previously, Han Ming used up all his original power at once and created a towering mountain.
But when facing the enemy, you can’t use mountains to smash the enemy?
This is certainly a waste of thought.
The mountain is very large and has a wide range of strikes, so it is very labor-saving to deal with enemies.
Basically, there is no requirement for accuracy, just a mountain is enough to fall down.
The key problem is that the peaks he created are no different from ordinary peaks.
Mountains are also made of stones, so when you hit an ordinary person, you will die if you hit them.
But it probably won't be that effective if you hit a master.
I am afraid that if the mountain falls down, it will not cause effective damage to the enemy until the mountain collapses.
Thinking of this, there were footsteps behind me.
Han Ming didn't have to look back and knew that the administrator was here, and that he didn't come alone.
"It's him!"
The administrator pointed at Han Ming and said angrily.
A strong demon soldier walked up with Han Ming's storage bag in his hand and laughed.
Since Han Ming was able to kill the entire demon soldiers team with one move, it fully demonstrated his strength.
Han Ming immediately determined that the human strength was about the fifth level of the sixth level, and less than the fifth level peak.
The strong demon soldier came behind Han Ming and smiled and said, "Friend, the magic crystal you gave me...
To be honest, these things are extremely purity, which I have never seen in my life.”
Han Ming did not answer that these magic crystals come from the Holy Mother Palace, which is a place that provides high-purity magic crystals to the Hanging City.
And they are almost all refined by humans, of course they are very purity.
"These magic crystals are indeed enough to open the space channel once.
But in the same way, you also destroyed a team that was extremely promising.
so……"
"What are you going to say?" Han Ming asked coldly.
The strong demon soldier smiled: "These magic crystals are used to compensate us for our losses.
If you can still take out the same number of magic crystals, we will open the teleportation channel for you.
Otherwise…”
"What else?"
"Otherwise leave here."
The strong demon soldier thought about the words, but he still didn't use the word "get out".
Han Ming nodded, stood up, but did not leave, but walked towards the demon soldier.
The demon soldier obviously could not detect Han Ming's accurate power. Based on his judgment, Han Ming was at most similar to himself.
It should belong to the sixth-level fifth-level or fourth-level master.
At this time, when Han Ming was walking towards him, he was buried in the shadow of the black cloak, only two red lights in his eyes flashed.
I couldn't help but take a step back, thought for a while, and then took a step forward: "I want to be tough?"
As he spoke, he quickly pulled away, and the black air in his body evaporated and transformed into a demon.
But what surprised the demon soldier was that Han Ming did not fight him, but passed by him.
Walk straight to the administrator behind.
The administrator was so scared that he stepped back: "Stop him!!"
Han Ming's mind was only in his miserable appearance of Mr. Zhazha. He kept trying his best to suppress himself so that he would not be too excited.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to be patient when they see such a miserable situation in their good friends who have experienced life and death.
These people were obviously touching Han Ming's bad head.
The demon soldier behind him shouted violently, his hands closed together, and a powerful black flame spurted towards Han Ming.
Han Ming frowned slightly. He had seen this black slight flame.
I saw it from the Lord of Fire City in the Sky City, Loveland. It seems that the flame has nothing to do with the Demon Realm.
Instead, it comes from the sub-demon world, and this kind of flame has never been seen in the demon soldiers that Han Ming encountered before.
In other words, this kind of thing should be a mutant flame that demon soldiers only possess after they have the ability to transform demons.
What does this mean?
A bad idea came into being in Han Ming's mind.
Lovelan, and Chi Yan, who also possesses this black se flame, seem to have come to the sub-demon world.
Last time at the entrance of the Demon Realm of Eight Desolate Forest, the four trump cards of Hanging City should have found this ability through the connection zone of the entrance.
Or maybe they will go to the sub-demon world in the future, but suddenly discovered this magical energy from somewhere at the entrance of the demon world.
Obviously, people from the Asian Demon Realm also discovered it.
Could it be said that the drastic changes in the Asian Demon Realm are also related to the legendary Demon Realm!??
Han Ming stretched his right hand back and spread his five fingers.
The wind and snow between heaven and earth immediately gathered into a strong storm, turning into a horizontal tornado in a violent rotation.
The tail of the tornado happened to be between Han Ming's palm.
The temperature in the black se snowflakes dropped rapidly, turning into a bright black se with a slightly blue light.
The black s flame released by the demon soldier instantly extinguished in such a strong low temperature.
The demon soldier only felt a powerful suction force coming, and he flew out involuntarily.
The neck fell on Han Ming's hand and was firmly pinched by Han Ming.
At the same time, the whole person turned into a dark blue ice sculpture.
Han Ming looked at the administrator faintly, and his right hand shook slightly, and the magic weapon turned into countless broken ice chips and scattered between the world.
"Go and fill your energy, this is the last chance."
The administrator was so scared that he had no blood on his face and turned his head and ran away without saying a word.
Han Ming walked back to his previous position silently and sat on the ground.
There are still a large number of demon soldiers waiting around this teleportation array to open.
Several demon soldiers looked at each other and walked up with courage: "Friend, are you going to Rodkaban City?"
Seeing Han Ming remained silent, he mustered up his courage and said, "We want to go there too. Can we get a companion?"
Han Ming was silent for a while and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, several demon soldiers were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.
Han Ming gritted his teeth tightly, and his mind was always flashing with Mr. Zhazha's appearance.
What a great old man...
The Dark Church, the Higher White-Clothed Sacrifice, you owe me what you are.
I will take it back in person.
About a few hours later, the administrator finally ran over panting.
"Sir, full, please follow me to the teleportation array."
Han Ming slowly stood up and left straight.
The demon soldiers who had several paths behind him also hurriedly followed.