A few lightning flashed, and raised his head. In the black fog ahead, there was another crystal bright red. Han Yiming was about to turn around, but there was a little yellow light in the center of the red spot. In a blink of an eye, a lightning flashed out from it and came towards him. Han Yiming suddenly realized that the lightning came from the eyes of the spirit insect! Avoid this lightning and silently recited the word "Shadow Chasing Wind" in his heart. Wherever his right hand pointed, the sword light of the Mingyuan sword had already chased after him. His right hand was pointed at that point, and there was no figure of the accompanying person around him. He couldn't find it, and he was not afraid, and he could not escape it until he could dodge it. Therefore, he used the sword sword that had been extremely skilled before. He practiced it for a long time, and he was naturally very comfortable to use it at this time.

The sword lights overflowing from the Mingyuan Sword Sword went towards the red dots that were within their eyes. The sword light of the Mingyuan Sword was golden with a little purple. The golden sword light was very bright, the purple was slightly blurred, and the two colors shone with great penetration, illuminating the vast black fog around it very brightly. It could be seen clearly when penetrated into the layers of black fog. The purple light mixed in the golden yellow was even more sharp. Han Yiming had never seen the sword light show such sharpness. He calmed his mind, and his two fingers in the right hand were pointed at the red dot hidden behind the fog. Several sword lights had already penetrated the fog and headed straight forth.

The extremely sharp sword light of Mingyuan's sword pierced on the red dot, as if it had pierced into the water. The red dot and the surrounding black fog fluctuated. After the sword light passed through the black fog and red dots, the red dots were still as they were before, but the sword light went without a trace. Han Yiming was shocked and stunned. It was really impossible to do this, but he could see clearly in front of him, but that was so. Han Yiming clearly remembered that Lu Yueqing in Lingshan that day told him that the Mingyuan sword was almost a magical weapon, and it was extremely sharp. But why can't even the eyes of the spirit insect be damaged at all? Even the eyeballs of the mallet were as hard as steel, it should be avoided!

But he was not discouraged at all. He remembered that there were two red dots. When he looked sideways, there was also a red dot on the side. The golden point among the red dots was slowly lit up. Han Yiming suddenly felt that there was a red dot at the corner of his eyes. When he looked sideways, he was shocked. Could it be that the spirit insects had countless eyes? This way, he couldn't help but use the sword and looked around. He saw that red dots hidden behind the black fog, high or low, as red as gems. There were countless eyes facing him! Han Yiming was sweating, no wonder lightning was overwhelmed, and many of his eyes shot lightning at the same time, which was really hard to dodge!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in the black fog, like a horse, bright and dazzling, coming from nowhere, facing him. Han Yiming wanted to avoid it with his sword, but he couldn't avoid it. The white light came very quickly and had arrived at the top of his head in a blink of an eye. The white light came closer and became brighter and brighter. A long white light passed over Han Yiming's head and headed towards one place. Han Yiming quickly turned around, and saw the white light passing through the black fog and pierced into a little redness.

As soon as the white light penetrated into the red, countless red dots around Han Yiming slowly disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, there was only a little left. The red dots disappeared, and Han Yiming saw the figures of the people in Lingshan appearing in the black fog, and even Taoist Pingbo and his disciples clearly saw it. Sima Lingyi fell from the sky and said, "Junior brother, are you okay? Don't look at the insects anymore, you are fascinated by it. If you weren't calm..." Before he finished speaking, Han Yiming felt hissing sounds in his ears, which were extremely sharp, making people feel a splitting headache and dizzy. He couldn't help but cover his ears with both hands and open his mouth. Suddenly, the earth was shaking. Everyone was in a chaos, and they also felt ups and downs, bent downs and bent their knees to fix their bodies.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept from top to bottom, and everyone felt as if they were being pressed by heavy objects, which was hard to resist. Zhao Haoyang said, "Go away!" Although Han Yiming had a split headache, he could not hear this sentence clearly. He bent down and arched his back, stretched out his left hand, pointed to the left, and flew to the left.

A long tail, thick and thin, hit the ground hard. Although everyone avoided it, when the long tail hit them, a strong smell mixed with the strong wind from top to bottom, rushed towards him. The long tail hit the ground. Although Han Yiming was in the air, he felt his body shake a few times. If it was hit directly by it, even if it had ten lives, it would not be able to survive.

As soon as he avoided a blow, the long tail was swung again and swept everywhere. Every sweep was shocking and shattering. Everyone was in the long tail, and the fishy wind and gravel flew around in the middle and the east and the east to hide. Han Yiming knew why the second master wanted to do the method of burning both jade and stones. The worms who attained enlightenment were far from those who attained enlightenment. After eight hundred years of practice, the master only increased his spiritual power and wisdom, and could not grow up like a spirit insect. It became so terrible, and he did not have such an unsupported strength. What he saw in the mirror before, he had no comparison, and only felt that the long tail of the spirit insect had the thickness of the arm. As he saw with his own eyes, the long tail was one person's thickness. Isn't the body of the spirit insect so thick that it was hard to behave?

At this time, the spirit insect's long tail could not be shaken, and each of them swept to the ground with a force of ten thousand pounds of force. The loud "pa" sound mixed with the sound of trees breaking. Everyone was afraid they could not resist it. They could only ask for blessings and escape. Han Yiming controlled the Mingyuan sword, dodged left and right, rushed left and right, and suddenly saw the far side, Huang Jingxuan stood in the wind, and did not move. He emitted a faint golden white light, and the sword lights flashed on the sword sword in his right hand, and all of them hit the center of the eight golden light in front of him.

It turned out that Han Yiming was worried about his master's safety and flew closer. The spirit insects were already more bulky and could not catch up with Huang Jingxuan. When he saw Han Yiming, he turned around to take him as his enemy. At this moment, everyone in Lingshan pulled in and got entangled with the spirit insects. Huang Jingxuan was a little worried, but although they were not opponents of the spirit insects, they could dodge themselves and protect themselves. What's more, Zhao Haoyang was on the side and the attack was fierce, which gave him a great opportunity. It was noon, and the sun was fierce, which was a great opportunity to break the worm and mirage. He would not let it go. He had to dodge the fog at this time. As long as the sunlight penetrated in, the worm and mirage would be broken.
Chapter completed!