Daoist Master Wanxuan's face was extremely ashen.
The strong murderous intent enveloped his body, almost suffocating him.
He gripped the spear tightly and shouted in a low voice.
"Do you really want to become enemies completely?"
"If you let me go, my Immortal Clan will not participate in the True Dragon Tomb!"
"Besides, as a fellow Quasi-Emperor, you may not be able to keep me here!"
"My immortal race has a dormant genius who was once invincible for an era and suppressed all the heroes."
"You wouldn't want such an outstanding descendant of yours to perish in a single trial, would you?"
"Just the True Dragon Clan can't do any harm to him, but... it will be different if my Immortal Clan joins."
"I can swear an oath!"
Although the surface is tough.
But I must be terrified inside.
Su Ming's reputation was built on piles of corpses.
The quasi-emperor who fell in his hands.
The number of both hands.
Wan Xuan Daojun had absolutely no confidence in fighting him alone.
Now I just want to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Although reinforcements from the immortals are on the way.
But... can I hold on for the whole day?
Although Ao Xu is a weak quasi-emperor who relies on external forces to improve himself.
But he is a quasi-emperor after all!
Same level!
Just half an hour.
He was beaten to death.
Seeing this, Su Ming's eyes were filled with even more murderous intent.
"Threatening the King?"
"Who do you think you are?"
"Now, let alone you, even if the emperor himself comes, I will still kill you."
Su Yuanshan's words were equivalent to giving him a reassurance.
No more fear in my heart.
Of course... in the ancient times, there were indeed many monsters among the immortals, and they were extremely powerful.
He had brilliant achievements at a young age.
There is indeed a risk in surrounding and killing Ye Changqing.
After all, this time, the bone age is fifty years old.
Although Changqing is a monster, he is still under ten years old.
It takes time to grow.
Ye Changqing, standing on the flying boat, had a cold look on his face.
He shouted loudly: "Go ahead, ancestor, just kill him!"
"When the geniuses compete, I'm never afraid of anyone."
"In the True Dragon Tomb, if any immortal geniuses come, I will kill them one by one! If they come in pairs, I will kill them both!"
"Those who disobey will be suppressed!"
Facing the quasi-emperor, he remained unafraid.
In martial arts competition, if you are hesitant and afraid of this and that, it is better to find a place and live a miserable life.
Why should I leave the Lingyuan Realm?
Isn't it just that you want stronger tempering and to strengthen yourself?
To put it bluntly, what Ye Changqing lacks now is an opponent!
The second young master of the True Dragon Clan.
Even if he suppressed a star field, he would not be able to last more than ten moves.
Now, he wanted to try whether these monsters in the Hedao realm were strong enough for him to defeat!
"kill!"
Su Ming heard this and stopped talking nonsense.
Since future generations are not afraid.
How can I be so timid?
He clenched his right fist, as if a mountain was pressing down on his head, and charged directly towards Taoist Master Wanxuan.
“Boom!”
The void was torn apart, and dark light surged in all directions.
Daoist Master Wanxuan's expression was extremely ugly. After being threatened like this, he still dared to attack?
I have already made concessions.
Even bow your head!
"Wanyun Immortal Technique, start!"
He was surrounded by a fairy mist, holding a spear in his hand, with scarlet blood covering his hands. He was like a god, attacking and killing.
He directly burned his blood and essence, wanting to resist Su Ming for a whole day!
"clang!"
Fists and guns clashed, crisp sounds were heard, and sparks flew.
The Jidao Holy Spear, which already had a crack, broke into pieces directly.
“How…is this possible!?”
"Were you hiding your abilities earlier?"
Daoist Master Wanxuan's pupils constricted and he cried out in surprise.
When he fought with me before, this holy weapon of mine was still able to hold up.
But this time... it broke directly.
Moreover, Su Ming's fist force was integrated with the Way of Killing, making it even more terrifying.
"Does it take all my strength to kill you?"
Su Ming sneered coldly, his face calm.
Another punch was thrown out at an extremely fast speed, and even the Saint Su Yu could not catch it.
Daoist Master Wanxuan wanted to dodge, but it was too late as he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
My entire internal organs were churning.
The piercing pain made him feel suffocated.
“Puff!”
A mouthful of blood was spat out.
Scattered in the sea of stars.
The void collapsed.
"Bang!"
Another punch was thrown, landing on his head.
Su Ming, who has already reached the level of a quasi-imperial weapon, is extremely powerful and terrifying.
Taoist Wanxuan's head shattered directly, and red and white objects scattered.
The flesh exploded.
There seemed to be thousands of divine rays spreading in all directions.
This is his soul, trying to escape.
Creatures that have reached the Quasi-Emperor realm have the opportunity to live a second life even if only a drop of blood remains.
Su Ming raised his right hand high, and a road emitting scarlet divine light ran through the galaxy and enveloped the sea of stars.
Countless stars were swaying and almost shattering.
This power is too terrifying.
"Have you been allowed to escape, my king?"
"Bang!"
It seemed as if a giant hand was gathering above, shining with red divine light, like a big sun.
Directly cover up thousands of souls and crush them all with one hand!
The battle came to an abrupt end.
Su Ming, however, stood still.
I was confused and puzzled.
"Why has my strength increased again?"
"My mastery of the Great Way of Killing has also reached a new level."
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