Immortal Martial Venerable

Latest website: The reality is cruel, especially in the world of cultivation, which is a world of the weak and the strong.

Strength means everything here. Without strength, even one's own life is not his own. Life and death are controlled by the strong, and there is no freedom at all.

At this time, Saint Mingyang finally knew that he had hit a brick wall in all this.

He had to bow his head, admit defeat, and beg for mercy.

Because if he doesn't beg for mercy, there will only be one ending, and that is complete desolation.

The Mingyang Saint, whose arm was broken by the Lord of the Black God Ridge, knelt down in the void, extremely frightened.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

Everyone who saw this scene despised the Ming Yang Saint.

"Haha, weren't you very awesome just now? You were so awesome. Why aren't you awesome now?"

The fat man flashed out from behind Gu Fei and laughed at the Ming Yang Saint in the sky. His tone was full of sarcasm. What he couldn't stand the most was these guys who were so awesome and coaxing from the first moment.

No matter how awesome you are, you still have to kneel down in the end?

"Yes, yes, I'm not awesome anymore, I'm not awesome anymore..."

Saint Mingyang looked at the fat man in horror and said.

At this time, he finally discovered that the boy in black on the back of the one-horned fire tiger was extraordinary, because the boy in black was still sleeping.

How can people who can sleep under such circumstances be ordinary people?

It seems that the master is right in front of him, and he has mistaken his eyes.

"I'm a pig!"

"Snapped!"

Saint Mingyang slapped him hard in the face. The right side of his face immediately swelled up, and the five black and green palm prints were extremely clear.

"Begging for mercy now, it's too late!"

The leader of the Black God Ridge holds the magic sword in her hand and is full of murderous intent. She steps in the void,

Step by step towards Saint Mingyang, her aura would soar with every step she took.

After taking a few steps, the momentum of the Lord of Black God Ridge has soared to the limit, and the magic sword in his hand is constantly vibrating and buzzing.

Powerful sword energy burst out from the black dragon sword in the hands of the master of the Black God Ridge, and a huge black dragon shadow loomed over her body.

"You really can't let me go? I, Ming Yang, am not a heinous person. I, Ming Yang, ask myself, and I have never done anything harmful to nature!"

Saint Mingyang begged with tears and runny noses.

"If it weren't for the mission rewards on the dark list, I wouldn't be able to take action against Dongyue Xue'er!"

Saint Mingyang continued.

"Dark list reward? What's going on?"

Fatty, Wang Zhan and others were all surprised when they heard this.

Dongyue Xueer was even more shocked.

"Someone has posted a task on the dark list. No matter who it is, as long as they can kill Dongyue Xue'er, they will get a sacred weapon."

Saint Mingyang said quickly.

"What……"

Everyone was shocked that someone actually posted such a task on the dark list, and the task reward turned out to be a holy weapon, which was a holy-level Taoist weapon.

Who is so generous?

"I never thought I was quite valuable."

Dongyue Xueer was stunned when she heard this. With whom did she have such a deep hatred? The other party actually posted a task on the dark list to kill her, and the task reward was a sacred weapon.

That is a sacred weapon. No wonder even scattered saints like Mingyang Saint are jealous. They use the big to bully the small, the strong bullies the weak, and they don't want to lose face.

A sacred artifact is really important to the Ming Yang Saint in the Holy Realm.

In fact, holy weapons are very important to all Sansheng. Sansheng itself does not have the support of any power. Unlike those super-powerful holy realms, the entire sect supports them.

With the support of the sect, it is naturally many times better than Sansheng, and life is very nourishing.

"Really?"

Wang Zhan shouted at the Lord of the Black God Ridge who was still pressing towards the Ming Yang Saint in the sky.

The Ming Yang Saint keeps retreating.

The Lord of Black God Ridge stopped, then glanced at Wang Zhan and nodded.

In fact, the big bandits from Black God Ridge also came for the sacred weapons on the dark list.

Although the Lord of Black God Ridge owns the Black Dragon Sword, this Black Dragon Sword cannot be used casually. Once someone recognizes the Black Dragon Sword, she will be in big trouble.

Moreover, the leader of Black God Ridge never imagined that Dongyue Xueer would have a peerless master hiding here, and this peerless master was extremely awesome.

Even the real boss of the Holy Realm is like an ant in front of this expert!

"No matter what, if you dare to offend the master, you will die."

The Lord of Black God Ridge said as he stepped towards Saint Mingyang again.

"Well, I had a good sleep this time!"

At this moment, Gu Fei, who was lying on the flame throne on the back of the One-Horned Fire Tiger, suddenly stretched and then sat up straight.

"Master is awake?"

"Meet the master!"

Upon seeing this, the master of Black God Ridge immediately stopped and saluted Gu Fei.

"Master, master, please spare my life, master!"

Saint Mingyang hurriedly begged Gu Fei for mercy.

"I'm just a little god-level monk. What can I do to spare you? If you don't kill me, I will burn incense."

Gu Fei said lazily.

When Saint Mingyang heard this, he was so frightened that he almost fell from the sky. He didn't care about anything, rushed down from the sky, and then knelt down in front of Gu Fei.

"Mingyang, you are worthy of death for disturbing the master!"

Upon seeing this, the Lord of the Black God Ridge hurriedly chased him down from the sky, and was about to strike at the Mingyang Saint with his sword.

Gu Fei waved casually to the Lord of Black God Ridge.

The Lord of Black God Ridge stopped in a hurry and stood aside with his hands down.

"Exalted man, have mercy on me, great man, have mercy on me!"

Saint Mingyang kept kowtowing to Gu Fei in fear. At this time, he no longer wanted any face, he just wanted to survive.

And his life and death depend only on the master's thoughts!

"Are you a good person or a bad person?"

Gu Fei looked at the Mingyang Saint who kowtowed in fear with great interest.

"Good guy, bad guy?"

Saint Mingyang suddenly sweated profusely when he heard this. He didn't know how to answer. To say that he was a good person, he appeared here this time to kill Dongyue Xue'er. To say that he was a bad person, he seemed to be the same. I haven't done anything outrageous.

Of course, he once destroyed sects in anger, but that was all because others offended him.

Therefore, he is definitely not a bad person.

It is already very good for a casual cultivator to do this.

"Are you someone who is either evil or righteous?"

Gu Fei smiled.

"This, this, this..."

Saint Mingyang became even more anxious, sweating profusely, and the wound on his left arm was bleeding continuously. His face was as white as paper, without any blood.

Of course, he is a big boss in the Holy Realm, and shedding a little blood is nothing.

This guy is also very pitiful!

Gu Fei couldn't help but frowned when he saw the embarrassment of Saint Mingyang.

If Saint Mingyang knew what Gu Fei was thinking now, he would probably have to spit out a mouthful of old blood. Do you think I am willing to beg for mercy like this? Do you think I am willing to be so embarrassed and pitiful?

This is just in front of experts. In front of others, he is a high-ranking boss in the Holy Realm.

It's really hard for me.