Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 610: Overestimating one's own abilities. Such a scene immediately made the others exclaim in shock.

"The Qingming Jiao is injured?"

"Your Highness's flying sword is so fast! We couldn't even see the monster's movements, but he was able to injure him with one strike!"

As soon as these words were spoken, those cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage immediately realized the gap between themselves and Jiang Han.

So many of them were being chased and killed by the Qingming Jiao, but Jiang Han was able to find an opportunity to fight back and even injured the monster.

We are all in the early stage of Nascent Soul, why is he so unreasonable!

At this moment, Deng Huaxiu and Ding Tao, who were blocking the road ahead, looked at each other, and then rushed towards the field.

"Death to the evildoer!"

The two of them were extremely fast and quickly appeared a hundred feet behind the Qingming Jiao. At the same time, they formed a formation and sacrificed a mirror-shaped magic weapon. While the Qingming Jiao was injured, they suddenly shot out a white light, which appeared out of thin air and turned into a white cage, quickly trapping the opponent inside.

At the same time, Deng Huaxiu shouted loudly: "Those in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, hide now! Don't come out and die. If your Nascent Soul is swallowed up, don't blame us for not warning you!"

His voice stirred the surroundings, but his eyes were looking at Jiang Han, full of sarcasm and his intention to target him was very obvious.

"No matter how many magic weapons you use, you can't hurt this monster. Stay away and don't stand here and get in the way."

Jiang Han paused and immediately understood that the other party wanted to steal the treasure.

The corner of his mouth raised: "Alright, if your Nascent Soul is captured, in order to prevent it from being swallowed by this monster to heal its injuries, I will take action to destroy it."

Deng Huaxiu's face darkened and he snorted coldly, "You're overestimating yourself! How can you, an early Nascent Soul cultivator, stand against us?"

Ding Tao also said, "No matter what, we are your predecessors. Ultimately, you are just the Holy Son of the Purple Sky Sword Sect. It's fine for you to act arrogantly in the Sword Sect, but what qualifications do you have to be so disrespectful to us?"

"You two bad guys, you were the ones who started it first, and yet you still dare to say bad things about me!" Su Xiaoxiao bared her teeth and cursed.

"Xiaoxiao, there's no need to be angry. If they want to die, let them die. Why stop them?" Jiang Han comforted Su Xiaoxiao and looked at Qingming Jiao without saying anything.

They are just two people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. I really don’t know where they get the confidence from. They dare to fight in close range with the Qingming Jiao in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Even with the sharpness of the Thunder Sword and the speed of the Wind Law, he could only barely break the flesh and blood of the Qingming Dragon, and could not hurt its bones at all.

Although the injury looked serious, it was actually not an injury at all. It was only because of the power of the law that it was not directly eliminated. Otherwise, such a small wound would have been repaired long ago.

These people from the Yin Yang Sect are really a bit arrogant.

But it's better this way. These two have always harbored great malice towards him since they appeared. Now it's a good opportunity to see what the Yin-Yang Sect can do. If they are lucky enough not to die, then he will get to know them with his own eyes.

Although he didn't say much, a hint of murderous intent emanated from him. He had killed before in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Qingming Jiao was also secretly surprised. The power of that sword was not very strong, but the power of the laws contained in it gave it a headache.

Although they were both subject to the law of wind, no matter how hard it tried, it could not expel it, and it was even constantly consuming its strength, which also prevented it from using its full strength.

It raised its paw curiously, tapped the white light, and then punched it hard.

"Boom!"

The enormous force caused ripples in the white light, but there was no sign of it breaking.

"Don't waste your energy. This is the Immortal-Trapping Light of the 6:1 Immortal-Trapping Mirror, a second-grade Heavenly Grade magical weapon. With the combined power of the two of us, it's enough to trap a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. A mere Nascent Soul-Trapping monster like you will never be able to break it."

As Ding Tao spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Han.

This thing was originally prepared for Jiang Han, but I didn't expect it to be used here. However, if I can catch a living Qingming Jiao, it would not be a loss.

Deng Huaxiu said, "Alright, put it away quickly to avoid any more trouble."

Ding Tao glanced at Du Yucheng and Mo Qiushuang, and naturally knew what Deng Huaxiu meant, so he quickly made a gesture and cast a rune towards the Qingming Jiao.

The rune fell on the white light, and the white light suddenly began to shrink. From the looks of it, it seemed that it was planning to shrink the Qingming Jiao and take it away.

But at this moment, the Qingming Jiao seemed to be enraged by their behavior. It looked at the two of them with its scarlet eyes and growled:

"You are just a young boy, you don't know your own limits."

As soon as it finished speaking, a burst of green light suddenly burst out from its body, and it raised its head and let out a deafening dragon roar. Then its body suddenly grew larger, and its original form was revealed!

The white light could not trap the thousand-foot dragon at all. In the blink of an eye, with a crackling sound, the huge dragon body completely occupied the cage.

The dragon's body was wrapped in green scales and squirming, and it kept getting bigger. After a moment, the white light cage was actually burst!

The moment it broke through the cage, the Qingming Jiao shrank again, its long tail swaying behind it, and its ferocious eyes glared at Deng Huaxiu and the others.

It was okay to be injured by that human Son of God with a very strong physical body, after all, that so-called Son of God was indeed very strong.

But how could these two monks with terrified faces dare to provoke me?

"Impossible! How could you break free from the cage of the Immortal Mirror?!"

Ding Tao's eyes were dull and he almost collapsed.

That ray of white light was a cage strong enough to trap a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. It was said that even a cultivator in the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage could be trapped for a while.

But this old dragon just broke through the cage so casually?

The opponent didn't even use his magical powers, he just revealed his true form and broke the cage! !

Seeing the ferocious gaze coming straight at him, Ding Tao trembled and a burst of fear arose in his heart for no reason.

He stared back at the other person unwillingly, his fear turning into a shrill roar, gushing out from his throat: "Monster! Don't wait to die!"

Ding Tao clenched the broken mirror, put it away, then took out a precious bead, waved his hand and shot out a ray of spiritual light, which fell rapidly towards the Qingming Jiao.

At the same time, Deng Huaxiu, who had just recovered from his shock, also gritted his teeth and took out a white square handkerchief stained with a little crimson, which turned into an elegant crane as it rolled up.

The front of the slender crane beak was stained with a bit of crimson as it pecked fiercely at the void.

"Pfft——!"

Ripples appeared, and a shallow bloody hole suddenly appeared on the chest of the Qingming Jiao, which was hundreds of feet away.