Chapter 679: Snap your fingers to scare away 0 Dao Liu

Yang Ming’s eighth spirit ring is extremely gorgeous, circulating in six different colors, corresponding to the colors of the six infinite gems inlaid on the infinite glove, which are orange, yellow, grape, sky blue, pink, and aqua blue. .
Although Yang Ming was prepared in his heart that he might not be dead, when he saw him appear again, the shock to Pope Bibi Donghe to worship Qian Daoliu was not inferior.
What shocked them even more was that the eighth spirit ring slowly circulating under Yang Ming's feet, with six unprecedented colors, seemed to mock their incompetence and powerlessness!
"What kind of spirit ring is this? Why is Yang Ming able to activate such a spirit ring without hunting down the spirit beast?"
Pope Bibi Dong is not a stupid person, in other words, stupid people will not climb to the pope’s position above ten thousand people. With her clever mind and keen response, she quickly realized that she seemed to have discovered Yang Ming’s secret. , And this secret is exactly what makes Yang Ming powerful.
"If I can get this secret..."
Pope Bibi Dong's heart was hot, but soon, she was doused by her calmness and cold water.
Now, it's not the time to think about this, but how to deal with Yang Ming who has played another hole card!
"Huh! Huh!"
Qian Daoliu gasped heavily, and even the angel wings behind him fluttered weakly. The move just now had consumed most of his body's divine power and strength, and it was not as easy as it seemed.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead and watching Yang Ming appear unscathed, Qian Daoliu's chest became stuffy and he almost shut himself down.
"This world heresy, is it really invincible? This can't kill him?"
Qian Daoliu glanced at the sky subconsciously, and he could feel that the gods of the gods were watching him, as well as watching the battle closely.
"The heresy of the world seems to be hanging up. Does the of destruction continue to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"
Qian Daoliu also had a little knowledge of things about the God Realm.
In fact, it is very difficult for the gods to go down to the world, and they have to take great risks. Once they get down, their strength will be sealed for most, because this is limited by the rules of the world, so that it is difficult for them to perform well. Level power, there is even the risk of falling, so if there is no absolute necessity, the gods of the gods will not go down to earth.
Inhale, exhale!
Qian Daoliu regained a bit of strength, spitting out a heavy breath, and once again killed Yang Ming.
Since it doesn't work once, kill him twice.
If it fails twice, kill him three times.
It's not that Yang Ming's world heresy is an immortal existence, right?
If this is really the case, Qian Daoliu estimates that the gods of the gods will also start to become pornographic.
Feeling the terrifying aura condensed on the sky again, even though it was a bit weaker than the last time, the power contained in it was not to be underestimated, and it could kill a dozen Title Douluo instantly.
"Come back?" Yang Ming suddenly raised his head, squinted at the man on the sky with the angel's sword in his hands, and said coldly: "again, again and again, do you really think I have no temper?"
The next moment, he suddenly raised his left arm, his thumb and interlocked, and he snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
Just as everyone present was moved and puzzled, the six gems inlaid on the Infinite Glove instantly released endless light.
Immediately afterwards, I saw that the burly man who looked like the of the world suddenly groaned.
Not only that, even the holy light that he finally condensed, fell apart in an instant and turned into particles wandering in the air.
"Well!"
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, Qian Daoliu couldn't help the pain in his chest, opened his mouth and vomited, and the blood mixed with visceral fragments suddenly spattered out and turned into irregular blood mist in the air.
Qian Daoliu opened his pupils in amazement, his eyes filled with incredible colors.
"What happened just now?"
"Why do I feel that someone suddenly gave me a heavy blow, shifting my internal organs, and giving me an unprecedented hit?"
Incredible!
Hard to understand!
You know, Qian Daoliu is not a mortal body now, but a demigod body.
To put it simply, the body of the demigod is equivalent to releasing a permanent buff, making the body invulnerable, and the low-level offensive spirit abilities are basically immune, even if it is the offensive spirit abilities released by the Titled Douluo, when you come into contact with the demigod When physically, the damage will also be reduced by 10%.
If Tang Chen or Tang Hao gave him a ruthless note, Qian Daoliu could still accept it.
But the problem is that Tang Chen and Tang Hao are still standing still thousands of meters away, and there is no one around them.
"Who is it?"
"Could it be that there is a Peerless Douluo in this world that I don't know about, and that person is sneaking on me now?"
This is not to blame Qian Daoliu's own thoughts, whoever changes his current situation will also produce suspicion.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu's powerful mental power expanded, and suddenly caught a "pop" crisp sound.
As the sound fell, Qian Daoliu snorted again.
The pain is much stronger than the displacement of the internal organs just now, as if an endless wave rushes to the brain, like a man's lifeblood is cut off forcibly, his nerves are as strong as him, and he can’t help his legs. Folder, his complexion brushed pale and colorless, and the cold sweat of Dou Da was constantly shed.
"It's the noise! ​​It's definitely the person who made the noise, he did a good job!"
Qian Daoliu realized it instantly, and his mental power followed the direction of the sound just now, and instantly locked that person.
However, when Qian Daoliu discovered that the man was actually Yang Ming who had just escaped from birth, a trace of astonishment flashed across his face.
"How come... it's him?"
At the moment when Qiandao's divine power locked himself in ~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Ming found out immediately by virtue of his powerful divine consciousness, but he did not shield it and showed his existence generously.
Noting Qian Daoliu's stunned eyes, Yang Ming gestured a towards him from a distance, grinning, showing a row of gleaming white teeth, and said:
"Bye bye you!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's heart suddenly enveloped a deep anxiety.
For a human like him who has stepped into a hundred-level god, this kind of unprovoked intuition is often 100% accurate.
Qian Daoliu didn't even think about it, and didn't bother to care what the gods of the heavens would think of him. The six pairs of angel wings slammed behind him, and his whole body shot out, surpassing the speed of sound, swiftly moving away from Yang Ming. Run away.
"Great worship, escaped?"
Seeing this scene, the worship of the elders' hall instantly collapsed, and their faces were dull and unbelievable!