Chapter 692: Be my mount

There was a sudden deathly silence on the noisy battlefield.
Looking down from a high altitude, a white ground with a length of thousands of meters and a width of hundreds of meters appeared on the ground, where all the original soldiers had evaporated, and even the ground was scraped off three layers, exposing the renovated soil underneath, with wisps of burning. The smoke after the heat was still floating in the air, emitting a pungent smell.
Feeling the fear, anxiety, fear and other negative emotions deep in the human heart below, the Evil Eye Saint King squinted comfortably.
I think back then, when all kinds of spirit beasts dominated the earth and ocean, these two-legged sheep were just the food of their spirit beasts and fierce beasts. Where is it like now, they can only retreat in the depths of the forest and dare not come out?
Therefore, killing so many humans, the Evil Eye Saint King didn't feel any guilt in his heart, on the contrary, it still felt very comfortable.
"Naughty animal! Look at the sword!"
At this moment, a voice resembling a mighty heaven came from above, breaking the tranquility of the Evil Eye Saint King at this moment.
"Ok?"
The Evil Eye Saint King suddenly looked up, and saw a sword of killing that was scarlet as blood, with various mysterious runes inlaid on the sword, and slashed at it with a slashing sword!
The killing aura permeated the sword, and even because the killing aura was too strong, it stirred the entire sky in a shock. In the trance, there were countless souls under the sword floating in it, and each dead soul stared at the Evil Eye Saint King with a bitter gaze. A wave of vicious spirit power rushed in, capable of smashing the spirit of a 30th-level soul sovereign in an instant, turning the opponent into a demented fool.
The Evil Eye Saint King's eyes condensed, and on the sword, it even saw a few twisted soul faces.
If it is not mistaken, one of the souls is the great worship of the Wuhun Empire, Qiandaoliu!
Yes, after killing Qian Daoliu, the of the world, the mysterious sword has undergone a fundamental change once again, becoming a real divine sword!
Qi Fengrui can break through the defense of the demigod body, and its attack speed has long surpassed the speed that human eyes can capture. Only by relying on mental power to lock, can he barely keep up with the attack speed that is reaching the limit.
Last time, the mysterious sword lost thousands of blood.
Now, the mysterious sword is eager to drink the blood of the Evil Eye Saint King!
This is an evil divine sword born for killing, and only a person with a strong sense of consciousness and a strong character can control the existence of terror!
Even though the Evil Eye Saint King was absent, he fell into the mortal dust and became a million-year-old beast, but the second-level god's vision was still there, and it was obvious at a glance that this sword could even kill it!
"Can't carry it!"
The evil eye holy king fluttered its wings, and the powerful body was directly free from Yang Ming’s spiritual consciousness lock. Regardless of its huge size, it was a fierce beast of agile attack type. The word
like a tiger with wings
is just right for it, so wonderful. The extreme operation of the pinnacle can evade the sword that even it feels heart palpitations.
The sword of destruction and killing remained undiminished, piercing the sky directly, and falling to the bottom.
"Shit!"
It is as easy and simple as cutting butter with a hot knife. The shocking sword cuts the city wall, directly cutting the wall that is tens of meters high and up to five meters in thickness through an astonishing gap. In front of this sword, what kind of guarding soldier, what kind of wall , Everything was annihilated into the tiniest particle in the air, only the appalling gap showed that someone had existed there.
On both sides of the gap in the city wall, the enemy and our soldiers looked shocked, and subconsciously stepped back.
They looked at the two above-heads that looked like gods descending to the earth, and their expressions were bitter.
In the presence of such a hand covering the sky, the struggle between these people is as ridiculous as two groups of ants competing for territory.
Without a hit, Yang Ming stepped into the air with a mysterious sword in his hand.
At this moment, he was wearing a pitch-black fierce battle armor, a helmet with horns on his head, the air ripples on his feet, and a scarlet sword in his hand. The body of the sword was covered with a layer of cyan flame, just like the legendary demon god.
As soon as Samsara's eyes turned, Yang Ming immediately saw through the heels of the opposite Evil Eye Saint King, and a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.
"Oh? It's actually a million-year-old beast? It's really strange."
Immediately, Yang Ming was delighted and said:
"You are very good, you are qualified to be my mount!"
Take over a million-level beast as a mount, and still be such a majestic white tiger, pull it out for a stroll, not to mention how majestic!
Upon hearing the words, the Evil Eye Saint King's face suddenly became black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were filled with anger like flames.
It, the dignified second-level god, the beast god, even if it is no longer glorious than before, it is not an existence that can be insulted by a human!
"Stupid human beings, you don't even know what kind of existence you are talking to."
The deep roar came out of the tiger's mouth, and the Evil Eye Sage King's muscles tensed, and the evil spirit lingering around his body was as solid as substance, and roared:
"You actually want to subdue me as a mount, human, you will definitely regret what you said today!"
"Wow!"
Looking up with a tiger roar, the Evil Eye Saint King is as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, moving at a high speed beyond the speed of sound, making it seem to move instantaneously in place, and disappear into the sight of everyone in an instant.
But only Yang Ming's reincarnation eye can barely keep up with its speed, and the consciousness in his mind is like a spider web shrouded within a kilometer of his body, clearly seeing the trace of the Evil Eye Saint King.
fast!
Very fast!
I only heard a thunderous sound resounding in the sky, and I saw a stunning white sweep across the sky, and then a tiger claw tore through the sky, tearing apart the space, and approaching Yang Ming with an indomitable momentum. before!
The tiger fights the rabbit with all its strength, UU reading www. uukanshu.com What's more, Yang Ming is not an ordinary soul master. Even though the Evil Eye Saint King has verbally despised humans, this shot is a full force, and even the divine power he left behind to deposit in his body is used. .
Back then, the Evil Eye Saint King was a second-level deity, in charge of wind-related gods, so this claw also contains the power of wind. Under the blessing of kamikaze, its claw is not only fast, but also extremely sharp. sharp.
Even a Peerless Douluo who had cultivated into a demigod body faced it with this move, he would lose his hatred and die under this claw!
Where the tiger's claw passed, the space shattered like fragile glass with cobweb-like cracks.
If it were changed to the previous one, Yang Ming would still be very difficult to deal with the Evil Eye Saint King.
But now, it's different!
Eight-door Dunjia and Super Saiyan modes are on, Yang Ming is surrounded by a terrifying aura, and his black hair is erected high and dyed into golden yellow. At the same time, he suddenly raised his left arm and appeared with the eight spirit rings under his feet. , Like a metal glove made of gold inlaid in his hand.
Then he snapped his fingers.