Taoist Tianhua smiled and said, "Little kid, seeing that you are still useful to me, I will not refine you. After refining your cultivation level, I will release you back to the world. Wherever you come, where will you go? Pingbo is still looking for you. I have not been refining for a long time, only three days. After three days, you will be reborn!" He was extremely proud. Although he lost one eye, he was really surprised to obtain the spiritual power of the Lingshan Demon-killing disciple and the spiritual power of the Lingshan Master. Seeing that Han Yiming's face was swollen, his forehead was bulging, and he quickly recited a spell to refine Han Yiming.

Suddenly, a bone hand stretched out, brushed Han Yiming's body, cutting the net like light on Han Yiming's body. Han Yiming's body relaxed, the stars in front of him disappeared, and his breathing became smooth.

Zhao Haoyang's spiritual bone stood beside Han Yiming. His left hand bone was pushing Han Yiming away. Among the five finger bones of his right hand, he was holding the Bishui Sword! The Taoist Tianhua had seen a skeleton next to him, but unexpectedly this skeleton could break his magic refining fire. He was stunned for a moment, and the spiritual bone was already screaming. The Bishui Sword in the sword in the hand of the Spirit Bone cut down directly towards the Taoist Tianhua!

The Bishui Sword made a sound of slashing the wind in the hands of the Spirit Bone, just like in Zhao Haoyang's hand that day. Taoist Tianhua saw this spiritual bone before, just thought it was a skeleton, not caring it to heart. At this time, he saw the Bishui Sword roaring, the sound of the wind was harsh, and Li Feng blew his face. Even the corner of his clothes was split in half by the sword wind that had not yet been chopped off. He suddenly understood who the skeleton was in front of him. After all, he had met Zhao Haoyang a lot, and he knew Zhao Haoyang's Taoist practice very well. He shouted: "Is this Brother Zhao?" He ran away in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming came over clearly and saw the Spirit Bone sword shocking Taoist Tianhua. He went much faster than him. The Spirit Bone sword slashed down with the power of cracking mountains and cracking stones. If Taoist Tianhua didn't run faster, he would have been split in half long ago.

Han Yiming wanted to chase after the sword, but he was a little worried. Although the sword power of the Spirit Bone was strong, the Spirit Bone was not moving quickly. After all, it was already Spirit Bone and could no longer cast spells. Han Yiming looked at the Taoist Tianhua who was unwilling to go, but he did not chase after him. Turned back, Spirit Bone slowly turned around and walked towards the place where he came. Han Yiming followed behind, Spirit Bone walked under the tree and stopped walking. Han Yiming said: "Master, let's go into the yard!" Spirit Bone remained motionless and ignored him. Han Yiming was talking again, and a voice said: "It is Spirit Bone, only do what it should do, just come in."

The courtyard appeared out of thin air. Han Yiming looked at the courtyard. The gate of the courtyard opened. The old woman stood in front of the door and said, "You still can't settle him. He came, let the spirit bones stay outside. Come in first." Han Yiming hesitated a little and wanted to stay. The old woman said, "Come in first. As for the spirit bones, you don't have to worry about what the evil Taoist can't do with him." Han Yiming looked at the spirit bones. The spirit bones stood in the deep shade of the tree. At this time, even the spiritual light on his forehead and joints did not flash. He was hiding very deeply. He couldn't notice it without looking closely. He felt relieved for a moment and walked towards the courtyard gate.

When he entered the backyard, he saw Ding Wu hugging Ruxin and standing in the yard with his spiritual heart. The old woman appeared out of thin air and said, "You can't stay here for a long time. After dawn, you will leave here." Han Yiming was a little strange. They were going to leave as soon as dawn, so there was no need for the old woman to remind him. The old woman said, "I have two items here, I will give them back to you today." Han Yiming couldn't help but be surprised. He glanced at Senior Brother Ding, and Ding Wu said, "You don't have to return us, you just use it." The old woman shook her head: "I don't need to use it anymore, no need to use it anymore. Since I was targeted by him, my time has disappeared. Let's go with you."

She stretched out her hand, as bright as crisp, with no joints, and her ten fingers were slender, which was a very beautiful hand. In an instant, Han Yiming blurted out: "Please don't let the villagers here think that this place is haunted." The old woman glanced at him, and there were two more things on the palm of her hand, both a crystal clear circle, but it was still printed on her palm, and the other was a folded white cloth.

Ding Wu said, "We took it away, so what about you?" The old woman shook her head: "If you don't take it away, I can't use it. You should know how to use your own objects!" Han Yiming was a little confused in his heart. When he heard this, he couldn't help saying, "Golden Dragon!" The old woman's face was gone, and her gray hair turned back into black silk. The cloth clothes on her body replied to the faint yellow clothes that Han Yiming had seen before. Her face remained unchanged, her expression was gentle, and there was a faint sorrow between her eyebrows. It was really a golden dragon! She looked at Han Yiming.

, said, "No more, my time has arrived. The Taoist found my trace, and sooner or later I will know." Han Yiming knew that she was talking about Qinglong, and Jin Jiao said, "This curtain was given to me by the people from Lingshan, and I will give it to you now. At least the sword used to wrap yours, no one can detect the spiritual power on the sword. When you met me, you can see how I used this white cloth, just use it." As he said, he handed the white cloth in his hand to Han Yiming, but Han Yiming refused to accept it. Jin Jiao did not give in to him, and handed it to Ding Wu. Ding Wu took it in his hand.

Jin Jiao said, "As for this dragon trap, I will return it to you." She turned around and said to Han Yiming, "Where is that dragon scale?" Han Yiming knew that she was asking the white dragon's dragon scale. She didn't remember where she put the dragon scale, but reached into her arms and suddenly touched the round piece. She reached out and took it out. Jin Jiao did not reach out to pick it up. But she looked at the dragon scale with her eyes, and her eyes slowly became wet. Finally, she sighed and said, "It was a coincidence that it failed in the end!" Han Yiming

It was not convenient to retract his hand, so he stopped his hand in the air and let her look at the dragon scales in his hand. Ding Wu said, "Why did he fail?" Jin Jiao looked at him and said, "My spiritual power was trapped in the dragon circle, so they couldn't find me. My remaining spiritual power was only enough to support me and use a few small illusions, just like a trick, covering my eyes and ears. But the Taoist outside the door was determined and found me. He found me, and other things, and found here. Where can I have two years left?"
Chapter completed!