Chapter 1524: Incense!

Chapter 1 524 Incense!
With the ringing of the golden bell, the entire Lingcheng instantly resembled a purgatory on earth. Countless strong planes burst open one after another as the bell echoed. Their bodies exploded continuously in the air, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and slowly dissipated in the air.
"hiss"! Seeing this scene, the leaders of Lingcheng below all took a breath, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.
I don't know when, around the entire Lingcheng, only their leaders are still alive. The surroundings were full of the smell of blood, and the rich smell lingered around the entire Lingcheng, which made people feel nauseous.
"Dead... are all dead?"
Seeing this scene, many Lingcheng leaders trembled with fear in their eyes. There were even some who were courageous, who were directly shocked by the scene, and there was a burst of fishy smell from the crotch.
Are you scared to pee?
"It's terrible, so many land immortals and emperor realm masters, they all died with just one blow!"
"Is this the power of the Golden Core Immortal?"
"It's terrible!"
Seeing this scene, all the commanders swallowed, even if they were a long-standing figure like the white leader, they were shocked by the scene before them. He swallowed, and his face turned pale.
"Old god..." However, the white leader gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy expression: "Old god, I have just said that this matter has nothing to do with the people in Lingcheng! Why do you still refuse to follow? No forgiveness? Even killed so many people in Lingcheng?"
As soon as he said this, not only the white leader, but the surrounding Bai Mo and others also had a gloomy expression, and their eyes revealed unpleasant colors.
"Hehe, don't let it go?"
Hearing this, the old ancestor Beiming raised his mouth slightly, his eyes showed a little coldness, and said in a deep voice: "The old man said before, if you don't hand over the people from Canglan Continent today, then... …It is you who will die in their place! Although the old man doesn’t want to hurt the innocent, he can’t say nothing!"
After saying this, the corner of Bei Ming's mouth raised slightly, and Sen Leng's killing intent was also revealed from the face of Bei Ming's ancestor.
And the next moment, I saw the ancestor Bei Ming slowly raised his right hand, and golden energy rushed out of his right hand. Wherever it goes, the golden energy is like ocean waves, constantly surging.
In the end, it suddenly turned into a golden clock in the right hand of the ancestor Beiming. This big clock is more than twice as big as the previous clock, and it exudes a powerful and terrifying aura.
Buzzing...
Under the awe of this breath, the faces of everyone below suddenly changed, and their hearts trembled.
"Yang Chen..." Bai Mo opened his mouth, looking at the golden clock that was getting closer and closer to himself and others, his eyes could not help but show horror and complaint: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, This time my Lingcheng... but you have been miserable!"
Booming...
next moment!
A loud noise suddenly sounded throughout Lingcheng, and the huge golden energy exploded like waves in this world. And as the explosion sounded, the entire huge Lingcheng was instantly swallowed by this golden energy.
After the golden energy disappears, where is there any Lingcheng below? There is clearly only a huge pit left! This deep pit is so huge that it is as big as a city, just like the sky!
Thick billowing smoke continuously rolled up from this deep pit, covering almost the entire sky.
Just one blow!
It even destroyed the entire city!
Seeing this scene, even the people of the Northern Ming Dynasty couldn't help taking a breath, and some of their scalp numb. For the ancestors of the Northern Ming Dynasty, a group of princes were both loving and scared, and at the same time, they were also somewhat fortunate...Fortunately, the ancestors are their ancestors! Not the ancestors of others!
Otherwise, his Northern Ming Dynasty must be fidgeting!
"Congratulations to the ancestors, after the retreat, your strength has improved by leaps and bounds!" The princes quickly stood up and held their fists at the ancestor Beiming, with respect in their eyes.
"Huh, a group of ants, even delusional to bargain with the old man?" The ancestor Bei Ming snorted coldly, his face showing disdain.
At the next moment, the ancestor Bei Ming suddenly raised his hands, his chest suddenly swelled. Immediately afterwards, I saw a strong suction from the body of the ancestor Bei Ming.
In the next moment, the princes discovered that from the huge pit, countless black energy flew over. These black energies are like a drizzle, dense and dazzling, and the amount is incalculable.
And as the suction in the body of the ancestor Beiming intensified, those black energies were constantly pouring into the body of the ancestor Beiming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Brush!
The black energy flowed one after another, unending.
The ancestor Beiming had absorbed more than half an hour before he had absorbed all the black energy. When he opened his eyes, the ancestor Beiming also flashed a strange black lightning in his eyes, and his face showed a satisfying expression.
"That was... the power of incense?"
Seeing this scene, the princes all asked aloud, with doubts in their tone.
"That's right, and it's the black incense of the lowest character!" The corner of the mouth of the ancestor Bei Ming raised slightly, but the ancestor Bei Ming didn't care about the inferior character in his mouth, just smiled faintly.
In the eyes of the ancestors of Beiming, incense is divided into many levels, and the power of low-level incense and the power of high-level incense are indeed quite different. However, what the ancestors of Beiming pursue is not quality, but quantity!
Although the black incense is rubbish, he believes that as long as he can crush the opponent in quantity, then he can still be invincible!
Moreover... he has absorbed the power of incense from thousands of people, but it is far more cost-effective than pursuing high-quality incense!
"correct."
At this moment, the ancestor Bei Ming suddenly raised his hand and gently shook the tiankeng below.
"Although the old man killed this group of people, he did not destroy the golden key on them, so this time, we are not without gain."
After saying this, there was only a hum.
Countless golden keys, like a drizzle of cow hair, are constantly flying towards the North Ming Dynasty and others. There are a lot of these keys, densely packed, there are actually seven or eight thousand keys!