Chapter 1741: Half source
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Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Art
- Autumn breeze
- 1219 characters
- 2021-03-03 09:27:53
Yang Hongwu didn't know about it. Although Yang Hongwu discovered the existence of the three dead men, Yang Hongwu knew nothing about the origin of the three.
Yang Hongwu didn't even know that he had been stared at. However, with Yang Hongwu's character, he doesn't care if he knows it. Besides, he dare to attack him and want to rob him. This is simply unrealistic. How powerful is his sea of soul. In his soul, there is a powerful red lotus industry fire, and a devouring oven, and more
With the protection of the supreme power, even the most powerful people can't win, let alone them?
"The arrival of the distinguished guests is really far away." At this time, a channel appeared in front of Yang Hongwu's three people. This voice came from the end of the channel.
The person who speaks is not someone else, it is the extinction.
"Master Mingmei!" Yin Soul shuddered, frightened, and was found. It is helpless now, but there is no way to escape. It is impossible to escape. Here is the tomb of Mingmei. No one is allowed without Mingmei. May leave this space.
Everything here is final.
"I didn't expect that a small ghost would dare to betray me. It seems that I'm too kind." The voice fell, and a big hand grabbed toward the ghost.
"Sir help!" This is, when I saw this big hand, the soul was so scared that it was so frightening that it shouted.
"Humph." Yang Hongwu snorted coldly, and a force burst out, forming a fist, gently waving it, and instantly smashing that big hand.
"Now it's my men, in front of me, who wants to kill me, this is too shameless." Yang Hongwu said. "Thank you Master, thank you Master!" Yin Soul is very grateful at this time. He thought he was mortal, but he did not expect that Yang Hongwu's strength was really simple. He easily repulsed the attack of extinction. Such strength is really not. Weak, no wonder he has such a big tone, will not die out
In the eyes, so and so, the soul is relieved, at least, not without opportunities.
At this moment, it has no choice, everything is pressed on Yang Hongwu's body, even the life of the family.
"Look at the face of the noble guest, spare you a dog's life." There was no success, and no further attack, but said, "The noble guest please enter the hall to narrate."
"Adult, be careful, this is extinct, and there is no good intentions," Yin Soul reminded.
"You take care of yourself." Yang Hongwu snorted and walked into the passage step by step with the two women. Yang Hongwu was really not afraid of the death. As for the calculation, in Yang Hongwu's opinion, it was not at all what.
Yang Hongwu will be pressured only if he goes beyond the level of the emperor and reaches the level of the emperor, but if the opponent does not reach the level of the emperor, as long as he is still at the level of the emperor, Yang Hongwu will not worry that the other party can kill him.
However, the strength of the three people of Ming and Ming has obviously not yet reached that level. Therefore, Yang Hongwu is a bold artist who is not afraid of Ming's calculations.
"Good, good, good."
Seeing that Yang Hongwu was not afraid at all, he could not help complimenting.
Soon after, Yang Hongwu and the two daughters appeared in front of the hall, but the ghost behind them was playing drums in their hearts, so naturally they were very scared.
"If you want to come, you will be extinct?" Yang Hongwu looked at the three people sitting in the hall. The one in front of him should be Mingdi.
"Yes, it's me, these are my two brothers." Mingzhi said.
"Death!"
"comfortable!"
The two spoke.
Yang Hongwu looked at the three men, the man named Free, with the strongest strength, followed by the dead, and the weakest in the past.
However, what surprised Honghong Yang was that the person named as the past life seemed to have a higher level of soul than both Ming and Dying.
"Guest, please sit down!" When Ming Mei waved his hand, three futons appeared in front of him. These three futons were obviously prepared for Yang Hongwu and the three people. As for the ghost, they were not qualified.
Yang Hongwu is also polite, not worried about the calculations of the Ming Dynasty, so he sits cross-legged, as does the two women.
They believe in Yang Hongwu.
"The purpose of my coming here should be clear to the three." Yang Hongwu looked at Ming Meidao, "I wonder if the three can agree?"
Mingzhi shook his head and said: "This is not my final decision. The youngster needs to do one more time if he wants to pass this test."
"The three of you together?" Yang Hongwu said.
If the three people go together, it will indeed give Yang Hongwu a lot of pressure. After all, the weakest of the three people is in the middle period of the Shenhuang, and the strongest freedom, the strength is already in the late stage of the Shenhuang.
No wonder, three people can kill God Emperor's Peak. If three people have a combined technique, and in this tomb, occupy the time and place, not to mention God Emperor's Peak, it is a half-step emperor, I am afraid there is also the danger of falling. .
Therefore, if the three people join forces, it is really not easy to deal with.
"Sure." Mingdi nodded. "However, if the son is willing to promise me a condition, it is not impossible to let the son pass."
It was interesting to let Yang Hongwu stun for a moment, let it pass, and talk about the conditions with himself.
"Say."
"Half of the son's origin." Xiang Sheng said.
Hearing this, Yang Hongwu hadn't spoken yet, and Pang Liren angered angrily: "You are dreaming." Everyone knows what half-origin means, and if any cultivator loses half-origin, That is tantamount to abandonment, not to mention cultivation as a drop. This is just a trivial matter. What really matters is that if you lose half of your source, it means that there will be no progress in the future.
Yes, a cultivator, who lost half of his original source, is damaged foundation and unable to recover. The road to cultivation is no longer possible.
"You are too much." Pang Lijuan also angered.
Yang Hongwu crushed the two girls and smiled and looked at the three of them, saying, "It's a great tone to ask me for half of my source. But why do you take me half of my source? If you have patience, take all my source. It’s okay."
"It seems that the son is unwilling. If he is unwilling, if the son wants to pass the assessment, he will have to do one game. If the son loses, he will surrender half of the source. If the son wins, then the three of us Respectfully send the son to leave." Ming Mei said. Yang Hongwu smiled and looked at three people and said: "Good calculation, really good calculation, but you think things are too simple, and the wishful calculation is also too good, if you win, there are many benefits, if you fail There is no loss, and I have to admit that you are really good businessmen. This trade is only profitable. There is no such good thing in the world."