Chapter 299

Seeing the disciples of Yunhai peak here, the little Panther hiding in the smoke immediately felt bright and found some novel things.

"Oh, these arrays are so small that they can be thrown out of the palm of your hand. I haven't seen such a move for tens of thousands of years. Master Bao has seen a lot today."

The little black leopard murmured, staring at the palm array with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to study something.

More than a dozen palm arrays were thrown out at the same time, and instantly fell on elder Han. Bursts of huge explosions came, and even the aura fluctuations in the ice fire array were blown up in some confusion.

Han Chang felt bad at the center of the explosion. He immediately released a large number of wooden puppets in front of him.

Even so, he snorted and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"You little dolls are really annoying..." elder Han said with his teeth clenched, his eyes full of anger.

When has a man of cultivation like him been bullied like this, and he is still in the hands of a group of young people, which is a great humiliation.

He couldn't help it any more. As soon as Han Chang reached out, he touched the spirit animal bag around his waist, but he felt empty.

At this moment, he remembered that because there was no way to suppress the realm of spirit beasts, he had given all the spirit * * to the vice patriarch before he came in.

He immediately regretted his decision. A trace of bitterness appeared on elder Han's face, and then his body suddenly disappeared in place and turned into a huge black smoke.

"This is... Heart devil!" A knowledgeable disciple recognized it at once and immediately pulled the people around him back two steps.

There has always been an absolutely forbidden existence in the all souls sect. As long as it is found, it will be immediately erased, that is, the heart devil.

It was the elder, Han won, who let the Wanling sect set this rule many years ago!

Cheng Lingjiao also reacted in an instant. In front of him, where is elder an? It's clearly elder Han!

"This... How is this possible... With so many elders guarding the secret land, how can Korean won sneak in!" A disciple said something in panic, and then he was patted by the disciple on one side.

"It's useless to say more. Today, as disciples of the all souls sect, when we see such scum of the sect, we naturally want to make a fool of ourselves with death. We must not humiliate the sect!"

With that, the disciple took out the long sword on his back and stabbed elder Han.

But his sword didn't play any role. Elder Han had turned the whole person into fog. This sword was as empty as stabbing.

What was more tragic was that the disciple took the initiative to come up and was directly wrapped in the heart demon fog. After struggling twice, he was silent again.

"Hey, hey, you kids are more and more annoying. I can't help but leave you all!" Elder Han Jie smiled and showed an old face on the fog.

"No, younger martial brother has been swallowed up by him. It seems that only the array can deal with him!" The eldest disciple of yunhaifeng's face sank. Then he pulled out the sword behind him and directly inserted it into the ground.

The rest of them followed suit and put their swords in.

At the next moment, a thin thread emitting a faint golden light was connected between several swords. The eldest disciple's heart was horizontal, bit his finger and pressed it on his sword handle.

"Seal the magic array, open!"

With his cry, the thin aura in the whole ice fire Liangyi array began to gather quickly, and then entered his magic sealing array, emitting a strong threat.

The sword in his hand has numerous complex lines, and the Dharma array has been painted on his long sword. This novel method of use brightened the eyes of the little Panther next to it.

"Won, today is your death!" The eldest disciple roared and urged the sword in his hand to aim at elder Han.

Since the ordinary sword can't hurt you, use the sword depicted by the array!

Watching them decorate the Dharma array, elder Han stayed where he was until he finally laughed again.

"Jie Jie, I don't know how many people in the world died in the hands of self indulgence. You are really newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. Let me, an elder, teach you younger generation!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man came out of the fog. His face was pale, his body was stiff, and there was a faint mark on his head. He had impressively become a puppet of elder Han.

"Let's try it first. What's it like to hurt hands and feet!"

As soon as the thought was promoted, the puppet disciple rushed straight over with his sword.

Several disciples of yunhaifeng showed complex colors on their faces. They didn't know whether to fight back.

At this time, fortunately, there was a senior disciple as the backbone and shouted: "younger martial brother Ding is dead and has to be desecrated by Han won. Today, we must help younger martial brother Ding take revenge!"

This sentence aroused resentment in my heart. Several disciples also raised their swords and pointed them at younger martial brother Ding running up.

There are also many lines on the sword in their hands. Although it is far from the sword in the hands of the eldest disciple, it is very simple to deal with a fellow disciple who has been made into a puppet.

At the next moment, the younger martial brother Ding was put on his neck with several swords. He couldn't move. At the same time, he shouted wildly at several disciples.

"Evil......" the eldest disciple whispered, then raised his sword and directly cut off the head of younger martial brother Ding.

Although it seems cruel, only by doing so can the eldest disciple alleviate the pain of his younger martial brother.

Seeing that the eldest disciple was so decisive, Han Changlao smiled again: "it seems that you still have to find a way to live for yourself, even ignoring the kindness of your fellow disciples."

The eldest disciple didn't answer him a word, and then he cut it with a sword.

Elder Han just wanted to hide, but was surprised to find that he was locked by the sword.

"Go to hell!"

The sword of the eldest disciple was instantly inserted into the fog of elder Han, and the Dharma array above flickered slightly, which made elder Han couldn't help but hum and endure.

"You young people, don't want to run away today. All of you stay with me and be my puppet!"

As like as two peas, Han Changlao's Black Mist burst into several clusters, and each group was exactly the same as Han.

"Do it, speed has solved them."