Chapter 732: King Ming

"But even if you say that the news of the birth of such treasures must not be leaked, how can this seat allow you to live, what if you reveal the secret of this seat in the future?"
Emperor Ming Wang laughed wildly.
It is not you who mentions you, but you. This represents what should be self-evident.
Obviously to cut the grass and root out!
Many monks in the vicinity realized the meaning of His Holiness Ming's words, and did not dare to do much at this moment, and wanted to run away while His Holiness Ming had not yet started.
"late."
His Majesty the King Ming laughed a long time, and a lot of ghosts and gods came from all directions and surrounded everyone in the room. In the next moment, Lord Ming Ming swarmed countless ghosts and swarmed the strong men present.
A few breaths down.
With a scream, dozens of powerful men were killed. Among them are masters from the vulgar world, and there are many monks from Yuheng and Kunxu.
But no matter what background they have behind them, in the face of Mad Men such as His Majesty Ming Wang, they did not have any qualification to resist. The giant wants to kill the immortal, and can raise it with his hand.
At this moment, under the powerful command of His Majesty King Ming, many of the immortals around the valley died in his hands. Although several earth gods were not killed by His Majesty King by one stroke, they fled to the distance.
They knew that the Supreme Master of the Ming Dynasty. This is the murderer who did not blink in Yuhengjie, let alone an immortal. Even a land immortal one hundred years ago was killed by his town.
"It's your turn now." His Majesty Ming Wang said in a frosty tone, he didn't look at the others at all, maybe in his eyes a few land immortals were far from his opponents.
"You are really arrogant."
Lin Lang smiled, raised his hand, and a crowd of thunders popped up. In a few hundred years, the entire area was divided into a thunder pool. The fund-free thunder fell, with a mighty might, and vowed to kill King Ming.
Thunder naturally restrained evil spirits.
A large number of ghosts summoned by the Emperor Ming Dynasty were crushed in an instant, and only a few more rude ghosts struggled. The thunder of heaven is like a whip, meandering and twisting on these ghosts.
Huh!
Ghost spirits emited blue smoke, purged by the thunder with the screams, and disappeared in no time.
"Do you think this stop here?"
His Majesty the King spoke indifferently.
During the talk, His Majesty the King's robe shook, his face, his arms, and any skin exposed to the outside were stained with a cyan, straight black line, like a clear and distinct pattern, intertwined and twinkled.
There are sharp angles on the top of his head, and hook-like scales on the back, which spread to the cheeks. Each scale has a length of thirty centimeters, glittering, dense and dense, and it looks like it is covered with a long distance. The armor made of piled daggers is average.
He stepped on the face of the flying Yasha, holding a zen stick, shrouded in a dark mist.
"The ghosts of the extraterrestrial ghosts have amazing magical powers. I didn't expect you to be passed down by a certain ghost tribe." Lin Lang stared slightly.
"When I was young, I had blessings from the atmosphere. I was a mortal body, and I was able to inherit the power of the Ghost tribe. Through the art of ghosts and gods, I have been undefeated for thousands of years."
The Sovereign's sleeve robe swayed, and two thick black mist columns spewed out of the sleeve, exhaling majestic, with terrible corrosive power.
Surrounded by this corrosive force, His Majesty Ming Wang launched an aggressive attack on Lin Lang.
"What about it?"
In Lin Lang's eyes, the green mansions skyrocketed. A gengjin sword gas popped up at his fingertips, rising in the wind, and immediately turned into a golden sword with a length of tens of meters, running through the sky.
The scepter collided with Geng Jin's sword gas, making a deafening loud noise, the scepter's staff vibrated, leaving a shallow sword mark on the staff, corresponding to the dissipation of Geng Jin's sword gas.
After all, it's just a technique, and it's good to be able to leave a score on the scepter.
Lin Lang raised his hand again, his hands were in the shape of flowers, and his spiritual power moved. At this moment, dozens of Gengjin sword gas popped up. Geng Jin's sword energy is transformed by spiritual power and supplemented by mystical power, so it is extremely powerful.
Under Lin Lang's precise control, dozens of Gengjin sword qi no longer manifested as golden swords, but overlapped, normalized and cut off during the flight!
Jingle Bell!
Emperor Ming Wang waved his scepter and played a mysterious magical power, covering the world. Dozens of Gengjin sword qi hit the zen stick at the same time, and they even signed in the same position.
Click!
Even if it is an extraordinary artifact, the scepter can be directly overwhelmed and broken under the precise blow of dozens of Gengjin sword qi.
The evil spirits belong to yin, and Geng Jin's sword qi corresponds to yang, one yin and one yang. Only two annihilation and cancellation can cancel each other. When the power is exhausted, the spirit artifact will also break.
"It's kind of doorway."
His Majesty Ming Wang waved his arms, and the two black mist pillars near his sleeve robes quickly condensed. The first condensed into two ghost heads, biting around, holding up numerous air waves.
The heads of the two fierce ghosts were like living fierce ghosts. They were fierce, and their fangs and teeth ate the heavens. Lin Lang stepped forward, overflowing with gold in his hand, playing a mighty magical power, and smashing the ghost's head.
Huh!
Emperor Ming Wang stepped back, and it was hard to hide his horror. He also discovered that Lin Lang had really played against each other, and the other side's cultivation was no less than him, and there were even faint signs of transcendence.
A powerhouse that can rival the giants!
When did the strong man of this series appear in the ordinary world? His Majesty the King no longer dares to neglect, because he also knows that if there is a slight omission in this battle, even he may be defeated.
He did not dare to neglect, and carefully took out a gray idol from his arms, about the size of a slap. On the base was a ghost who rides a blue-faced fangs Warcraft.
The man on the idol is basically the same as the human being. It is seven feet long, but it looks insanely horrifying.
When it appeared, the ghost and on the statue seemed to come alive, opened his mouth, swallowed up the heaven and earth aura, the trees were withered, the mountains were gloomy, and a lot of spirits and spirits were swallowed by the statue.
Even a few earth gods far away in the sky faintly felt that the spirit was shaking, and the essence of life was quietly lost.
This statue of the ghost and is the capital of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It was precisely because of the coincidence that this statue was obtained that year. He has embarked on the journey of immortality and even finally became a giant.
"Sacrifice ghosts!"
The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty sang loudly, chanted Sanskrit, and chanted a demon ballad aloud, and the clear sky became dark for an instant, seemingly obscured by an inexplicable force.
In the sky, probing a skull.
The appearance is exactly the same as that of the man on the statue of ghosts and gods. The manifested ghost image is hundreds of meters in size, and there is a hurricane around. Wherever there is life, all living beings are swept into it.
On the ground, the essence of many powerful corpses was lost. When the wind blew, the flesh became white bones, and immediately became a white flower skeleton, very fragile.
A gust of wind passed and dispersed.
In the sky, the few immortals who have not traveled far are shrouded in. The essence of life runs at a flow rate of 100 times. The faces of several people are growing old at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
finally.
They fell from the air and became sick old men with wrinkled skin. I am afraid that even if there is a realm, it is difficult to exert half of the strength.
"You become part of the ritual too!"
Roared Lord Ming Ming.
The killing hurricane shrouded instantly.
"Ok?"
Lin Lang naturally felt that the statue was unusually weird. Even the fire of his soul, who possessed the heavenly body, was almost extinguished.
Perhaps it was because of the heavenly body that saved his life.
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