Global Super Martial Arts: Start with a Hundred Times Understanding

The fusion of world artistic conception and true energy formed a simple prototype of the domain, but even so, with his incomparably huge amount of true energy, he could easily block the coercion of the ghost king's domain.

True Qi bloomed brightly.

This is true energy that has been transformed into a light attribute, completely forming anti-gram.

"The array of ten thousand ghosts, the howl of the underworld!"

The ghost king mobilized thousands of Yin spirits, and they all let out a roar, which turned into a peerless soul blow, destroying the embryonic form of Jiang Ming's world domain.

"One sword shines brightly!"

Jiang Ming didn't care. Outside his body, the thick zhenqi had already turned into armor, and it was further integrated into the power of blood, blocking the roar from the soul. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, condensing his energy into a sword, and with a swipe of his hand, a white light cut through the ghost fog, and the moonlight also fell down.

Countless ghosts were killed by a single sword.

Part of the ghost king's body was cut open.

"This damn power of light!" The ghost king roared, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed suddenly, the thick ghost mist swirled into his mouth, and his aura suddenly rose sharply.

"One Finger of Pluto!"

The dark fingers pressed towards Jiang Ming.

As thick as a giant pillar reaching the sky, it contains the power of destruction, the power of withering, the power of corrosion, the power of soul, and the power of destruction. The gathering of all kinds of power makes the power of this finger extremely terrifying.

The embryonic form of the world domain that had just been re-maintained was penetrated in an instant.

Jiang Ming had already landed on the ground, and with the long sword in his hand, he stabbed forward suddenly.

"Sword Twelve, the black hole breaks all magic with one touch!"

In front of the sword tip, the space was directly torn apart, forming a small space black hole, which contained the power to annihilate everything, and it collapsed and annihilated immediately when it fell on the finger.

The terrifying power passed over, destroying half of the ghost king's body, and then shattering the ghost's body.

This sword evolved from Jiang Ming's way of comprehending space.

The attack power has reached the extreme.

Nothing is broken.

In the darkness in the distance, the ghost king reappeared, but his breath was obviously much weaker.

"It's really hard to kill!"

Jiang Ming frowned.

Also feel the special environment here, darkness, decay, death, withering, destruction, silence, despair, etc. are filled with endless negative emotions.

If ordinary people enter here, their vitality will be destroyed in an instant.

Even if a martial artist from the Stellar Qi Realm breaks in, his will will be annihilated, he will become an idiot, and his body will be corroded, and eventually he will become the merits of this place.

This place has completely become the paradise of death.

"Human, who are you?" The ghost king roared, and he did not know what kind of magical power he had used. A dim light appeared behind him, and countless ghosts were attracted to him with howls, and his body began to swell.

Up to ten feet high.

Standing upright, like an ancient giant.

The breath is also more violent.

"Pluto bows to life and death."

"Pluto's second thanks to cause and effect."

"Pluto pays homage to all sentient beings three times."

The ghost king clasped his hands together and bowed to Jiang Ming three times in succession. In an instant, an inexplicable breath descended suddenly, strange and unpredictable, and directly merged into Jiang Ming's body.

"This is..." Jiang Ming felt a chill in his heart, and felt that his vitality was rapidly disappearing, and his soul began to wither.

"Yin Yang Tai Chi Township Universe!"

In my mind, the yin god directly turned into a dharma form, and between the crescent moon and the big sun, a terrible force of suppression was formed, sealing off the sea of ​​consciousness, grinding and destroying the inexplicable power that invaded.

rumbling...

Jiang Ming stimulated the endless power of blood energy again, surging like a vast ocean, but still couldn't stop the flow of vitality.

As soon as he thought about it, the artistic conception of light and dark suddenly appeared, one black and one white, and the true energy intertwined, just like Yin and Yang, but they were completely different.

This is the power of light and darkness, combined to form a great enchantment, and combined with the power of blood, this suppresses the passing vitality.

"curse!"

Jiang Ming frowned.

He never expected that he would encounter such a strange force.

"What kind of inheritance did the ghost king get?"

"The ghosts in this world seem to be born out of thin air. There are no ten levels of hell, and there are no legends of the underworld, and they can exist during the day."

"Too weird!"

Thinking about it, Jiang Ming punched the Ghost King.

"Inch Fist, Nine Layers Mountain!"

All the power of his surging blood energy has been integrated into this punch. Jiuzhongshan is a nine-fold increase in strength, which makes the power of this punch reach an extreme of extremes.

In order to completely kill the ghost king.

He also integrated the bright artistic conception into this punch.

With the blazing flesh and blood energy, the power of light that purifies evils, and the terrifying power increased nine times, Jiang Ming's punch caused ripples in the space.

A void channel was blasted out ahead.

The ghost king's pupils shrank, shocked.

"My Pluto worshiped three times, but didn't worship him to death? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At the beginning, he forcibly begged to death a strong man in the Celestial Realm, and it was because of that battle that he truly led thousands of ghosts to gain a foothold, and even turned a city into a ghost.

Now not only has he not been killed, but he has not even been seriously injured.

But then, seeing the power of the opponent's punch, he turned pale in horror, and it was too late to escape.

It was shattered by a punch on the spot, and then annihilated.

Bit by bit.

This time it was really dead, Jiang Ming could sense it.

"The most effective way to deal with Yin spirits is the power of blood energy, the power of light, and the power of thunder!"

Thinking about it, Jiang Ming suddenly soared into the air, and punched the other end that was peeping in the dark with another punch.

Compared with the one just now, this one is much weaker.

Obviously a little brother level existence.

"Body training, I'm still only in the second stage. On the golden bone, the color has faded and turned into a jade bone. The jade bone is crystal clear, and it's only half completed."

"Fairy muscle and jade bone!"

"Perhaps, the jade bone is the real limit of forging muscles and bones!"

Jiang Ming's zhenqi spewed out again, reaching three hundred meters away, and all of it was transformed into the light attribute.

He swam quickly to purify the Yin spirit.

They couldn't escape even if they wanted to. Jiang Ming's speed was too fast, and he was also thinking about his own situation.

The normal limit, black bone, copper bone, silver bone, gold bone, is now in the stage of jade bone, the further you go, the harder it is to temper.

And it consumes a lot.

The income of Mingyue City, plus the sales of exercises, etc., are not enough for him alone.

In comparison, the way of body training is the most difficult for him.

Practice is the slowest.

It needs a little bit of step-by-step tempering, but it cannot be achieved overnight, and there are no shortcuts, but the power it can bring is also real.

Even if it is a rebuilding, his physical strength has increased by more than ten times one after another.

What about after quenching the viscera and washing the marrow?

Jiang Ming didn't even dare to imagine.

The darkness is gone, and the ghost fog is purified.

The submerged ghost creature finally showed its face again, but it was riddled with holes, rotten bones everywhere, tattered, broken walls and ruins.

There is no living breath.

Jiang Ming didn't stay, but leaped on Yujian, and headed towards another ghost city that had just been occupied. It didn't take long for all of them to be purified.

At this point, the ghosts and creatures are annihilated.

Even if there are still many Yin spirits in the world, it is difficult to become a climate.

Jiang Ming did not return to Mingyue City, but Wanyao Mountain in front of Yujian.

Tonight, he will fight to destroy the demons.

Complete an achievement at the same time: kill a demon king and a ghost king alone.

Once done, the harvest can be taken away at any time.

For him, that's the top priority. After the completion, there is no need to worry about the future, whether it is cultivation or casual wandering, you can do whatever you want.

At the same time, there is a time difference.

In order to prevent the news from this side from being sent back to Wan Yao Mountain, let the other side be vigilant.

At midnight, Jiang Ming arrived.

Wan Yao Mountain is an extremely huge mountain, filled with monster aura and strong bloody aura. Jiang Ming looked to the other side, it was a valley, and there were many people living in it.

They were all ragged and numb.

"Blood food in captivity!"

Jiang Ming immediately understood what was going on.

His murderous intentions became stronger, but he was not in a hurry to act.

People are in mid-air, but their aura is restrained, and in the light and moonlight, there is no mountain or dew, making it difficult to find.

Sensing carefully, I found an extremely powerful aura dormant in the palace above the mountain peak, it was the Demon King.

Only the demon king can reach this level.

In the depths of the mountains, there is still an aura that is not weak and extremely obscure.

"Another demon king?"

Jiang Ming frowned.

In addition, on the mountain in front, there are four powerful auras, inferior to the demon king, obviously belonging to the power of the big demon.

Looking around, among the mountains, there is a line of moonlight hanging down everywhere, which is attracted.

"Most of the demonic powers belong to Yin, and the Taiyin is the source of most of the most Yin powers. Therefore, when cultivating the demon race, they often use moonlight to improve themselves at night."

Jiang Ming has already understood these situations clearly.

Turning his gaze, the corners of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched. There was a bonfire raging halfway up the mountain, and a man in a suit was grilling.

There is also a steamer next to it.

There are also numb people who are frying in front of a big pot.

"Emperor Yu deserves to die!"

An unknown fire rose in Jiang Ming's heart.

"Kill the demon king first!"

His killing intent was unprecedentedly fierce, and the long sword suddenly fell into his hand from his feet. One step on the foot is the end of the world step, and you will arrive at the palace on the top of the mountain with a snap of your fingers.

"Fifteen swords, one sword transforms the world and traps all beings!"

This is a sword style evolved from the artistic conception of the world, mainly focusing on imprisoning, banning, trapping, restraining, and suppressing.

During the flickering of the sword light, it seemed that a world had evolved, filled with various forces forming a force of confinement and suppression.

In an instant, the palace collapsed and shattered, revealing the demon king.

He was lying on a jade bed with a sheep's head and a human body, with two lambs lying in his arms. He felt the terrifying murderous intent, and his reaction was not unpleasant.

The sheep girl in her arms burst into a cloud of blood. He had just stood up when his body sank and he couldn't move for a while.

He is Yang Dali.

One of the demon kings of the demon clan.

"Soul-destroying thorn, soul-destroying!"

"Sword Sixteen, Thunder Light Appears to Slay Demons!"

Jiang Ming broke out completely.

There was a flash of light between the eyebrows, and an invisible arrow went straight into the center of Yang Dali's eyebrows. It was the soul-destroying thorn, which was a deliberate secret method of the soul.

Simple, but terrifyingly lethal.

Can't resist killing the soul directly.

Yang Dali screamed, bleeding from his orifices, and his breath weakened.

It was also at this time that Jiang Ming turned his long sword, and the sword's momentum changed suddenly, and thunder flashed on the long sword.

Especially on the tip of the sword, there was a terrifying force that could destroy life force, and it directly pierced Yang Dali's eyebrows, and the tip of the sword came out from the back of his head.

The thunderbolt appeared, directly blowing the head into pieces.

Even most of his demonic aura was wiped out.

The demon king, Yang Dali, died.

"And you..."

Jiang Ming's killing intent turned into substance, but he didn't continue to attack. Instead, he rode his long sword into the air and galloped towards another demon king.

If you want to kill, kill the king first.

Then kill them all, leaving no one behind.

At the same time, a system notification sounded in his mind.

Here comes the fifth talent.

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