Forge An Eternal Kingdom

The green robe was cold, arrogant, condescending, and arrogant. He looked at Han Qiming, as if he was looking at a humble character, and he could let him kill him.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

"What's your name?" Han Qiming suddenly asked after hearing what the green-robed man said.

"Just you deserve to know my name?" The green-robed man snorted disdainfully: "I have said so much to make you think carefully and give you ten breaths. If you don't offer treasures, kneel Next, commit suicide, then you can only kill you, and then punish your Nine races without leaving the chickens and dogs. Do you know?"

"Since you don't say your name, then I have no choice but to become an unnamed ghost under me."

Boom!

Han Qiming's icy voice resounded throughout the Taixu illusion. He stepped on his footsteps, the wind was surging, all directions were moving, and the Eternal Demon God appeared behind him.

There was no wind in his body, and countless violent demon qi surged out like a dragon, walking around his body, sometimes roaming the sky and sometimes roaring.

Once this magic dragon phantom appeared, even the law of the entire Taixu illusion fluctuated slightly.

The body is like a bow, and the palm is like a sharp arrow.

Boom!

Han Qiming ejected fiercely, almost without letting anyone react. His big hand of the devil slapped the green-robed man's body severely.

Wow!

The young man in the green robe, who was still in the air just now, solidified in an instant, and said a word from his mouth: "You!"

Afterwards, traces of cracks appeared on his body, then the porcelain disintegrated, and finally exploded, turning into a sky full of Blood Essence, and the bloody storm descended.

Han Qiming grabbed the palm of his hand again, and all these bloody storms gathered together and gathered into a ball of blood, wriggling in the palm of his hand.

Above the meat ball, there was also his primordial soul who was banned, spreading endless panic and spite, rushing in the meat ball, but there was no way to escape.

"What? You dare to kill Ji Wuming!"

"Small beasts deserve to die"

"Asshole, dare to forcibly kill Ji Wuming under the full view of our eyes. It's a deceitful deception!"

"You are offending our Ancestral Witch Palace to the death. Do you really want all the ten clans to be killed?"

"Little beast, you are dead today!" Before some masters could react, they saw this scene and yelled.

Tuoba Man pushed up step by step, fierce and evil: "Who is Ji Wuming? Maybe you don’t know yet. He is the son of the Great Zhou Empire. Although the Great Zhou Empire is one of Qin’s subsidiary empires, it’s also a Big Mac, his father Huang Ji Changgeng is a nine-star Martial Emperor, and a Realm with the lord of our Ancestral Witch Palace!"

"You killed him in the illusion of Taixu, making him a handyman student. After being reborn outside, he will definitely kill your whole family to vent your anger. Wait for you to be annihilated!"

Han Qiming sneered when he heard Tuobaman's words. "Rebirth outside the Taixu illusion?"

Han Qiming smiled coldly: "He didn't have this opportunity, and neither did you have this opportunity. Do you really think that this is a virtual illusion, is it a virtual scene?"

"I tell you, all of this is real, but the moment you enter the illusion of the illusion, you are copied by the rules here as a false body, and the body that bears this body is your soul. ."

"I under a single strike just now, through the supreme divine power, breakthrough the law of illusion, and directly attacked Ji Wuming's true body. Therefore, his Death is the real Death! There will never be a chance! Rebirth!"

Han Qiming's words are simply appalling and chilling.

Tuobaman's heart jumped and shivered: "What you said is true? I don't believe it!"

"Hahaha, I can't help but you don't believe me. I'll show you the fate of Ji Wuming!"

Han Qiming sneered three times, flipped his palms, and the squirming flesh and blood suddenly swelled and turned into a seven-inch figure, exactly the figure of the green-robed young Ji Wuming.

He wailed and roared, his soul and flesh and blood were completely imprisoned, and he was not reborn outside at all. Instead, he was firmly grasped in Han Qiming's palm.

"This is……!"

Tuoba Man's heart was cold for a while, a pair of tiger eyes stared at Han Qiming's hands, Ji Wuming, who couldn't survive and couldn't ask for death, a chill rushed from the sole of his feet to Tianling Gai!

"Hehehe, a nine-star Martial Spirit? Do you dare to threaten me? Kill it! As for the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire, you can ask him to come to me when the time comes. Martial Sage Institute Han Qiming, please be with me at any time !" Han Qiming said blankly and indifferently.

"However, the premise is that you can get out of here alive." Han Qiming finished.

Click!

With his big hand of the Demon God, he shook it downward, and Ji Wuming's face was distorted, and the whole person melted completely, the sound of screaming, thrilling.

Then the phantom of The Underworld furnace behind him appeared, directly dragging the remaining soul essence of Ji Wuming into the furnace and directly refining it.

At the same time, on the bodies of Tuoba Man and others, a loud explosion was transmitted, and some kind of talisman was broken.

This is the soul talisman they carry with each other, as long as the other party dies, the talisman will be broken!

This broken voice represented Ji Wuming's complete death and did not rebirth outside.

This is the first time, a rare event, that has actually died in the illusion of Taixu.

Han Qiming distorted the immortal rule set by the illusion fairy and killed the enemy in it.

"Ji Wuming is completely dead. The messenger talisman he gave us exploded, which means that the primordial soul has disappeared and has not been reborn outside? What is going on?"

"It's really dead. Isn't this too illusion? Too illusion, Death people will not really die. This is just a virtual game. How can people really die?"

"No! Even the supreme powerhouse in the Martial Emperor realm, it is impossible to forcibly kill any disciple in the Taixu illusion. How can he, as a small introductory student, do this?" Countless people are not. Believe in this scene, including the master against the Ancestral Witch Palace.

Thousands of disciples who participated in the entrance ceremony this time all gathered violently and watched Han Qiming and the students of the Zuwu Palace confront each other.

"what?"

At this moment.

Above the high sky, Elder, who was observing all kinds of movements in the illusion of Taixu, made many masters suddenly stand up.

"A disciple died in a illusion? What is going on? The disciple of Death has not been reborn outside? This is something we haven't had since the beginning of the school. Many amazing disciples are here. Zhuzi Academy shined brightly, but it was not able to kill people directly at the entrance ceremony."

"Damn, there was such a big mistake in the entrance ceremony. Is it because it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the law of life and death in the illusion has diminished?"

"It can't go on like this. People who die at the entrance ceremony must be stopped. This is related to the reputation of our School of Scholars. The culprit of murder must be Fa-rectification!"

Suddenly, an Elder of the Ancestral Witch Palace stood up, actually the Realm of the Martial Emperor, landing towards the Taixu illusion.

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