Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Du Kang looked up at Chen Ming and sneered. The smile seemed to say that Chen Ming was finished.

"Ghost King, no matter how strong you are, there are hundreds of disciples in the fairy secret realm, I don't believe it, you can still resist hundreds of us!" Du Kang sneered.

Chen Ming didn't bother to bother about it. He resolutely thought he was the king of ghosts, so he didn't believe it!

However, Chen Ming noticed that he said the fairy secret realm, here is the secret realm?

As for the fairy? The resentful spirit is still about the same, completely indifferent to the immortal.

Looking around, Chen Ming didn't have the desire to stay any longer, so he turned and left.

"If you have the ability, don't run! Coward!" Du Kang thought Chen Ming was about to run, and hurriedly shouted.

Chen Ming raised his middle finger to him, and left without turning his head.

Middle finger? what does it mean?

Du Kang sat slumped on the ground, looking at Chen Ming's raised middle finger, puzzled.

Not long after Chen Ming left, seven or eight people came here.

"Junior Brother Du Kang, what's the matter?" Yang Le asked as soon as he came over.

He and Du Kang came from the same Sect when they entered Azure Dragon Immortal Mansion.

Only they can receive the message from Du Kang.

"Senior Brother Yang, I just found a ghost king, powerful. He swallowed the resentful spirits and resentful spirits of the secret realm."

When Du Kang saw Yang Le coming, he immediately hugged his thigh.

He originally thought that he would monopolize the big head, but he didn't have this strength. You can't make others cheaper, you can only tell your brother.

"Ghost King?" Yang Le heard a little puzzled.

"Well, the white-clothed ghost king, and he also knows the cultivation technique of human beings. He is very powerful. I have played against him for dozens of rounds. If I can't receive him, I will send a message to Senior Brother Yang." Du Kang said seriously.

Three people:...

Brother Du Kang also said that he was not wanting face, he was clearly defeated by the ghost king, and he said that he played against him for dozens of rounds.

Yang Le suddenly became interested when he heard that, and hurriedly asked, "Where did the ghost go?"

Du Kang pointed out the direction where Chen Ming was leaving, and Yang Le led a group of people to chase him forward.

As for Chen Ming in front of him, he didn't know that a group of people were tracking him, still walking aimlessly.

"Ding, the pain mask is detected, do you pick it up?"

Just as Chen Ming was walking, he suddenly heard a sound in his mind.

Looking down, Chen Ming was stepping on a bronze mask under his feet, and Chen Ming bent over to pick it up.

There is a crack in the bronze mask, and there are some lines, which looks a little scary.

Chen Ming held it for a long time, and the ghost wore the bronze mask on his face, and instantly a palpitation breath rushed into Chen Ming's mind.

A picture emerged in Chen Ming's mind.

Some people came down from the sky, covered in white light, like immortals, and the number was quite large, hundreds of thousands.

On the ground, there are millions of people holding Jin Ge long spears, and when the heavenly people come down, they will kill them in a row.

That battle was so dark and bloody. There are corpses for thousands of miles.

When Chen Mingzheng was immersed in his eyes, the picture suddenly disappeared.

"What's the matter? I just saw the war and it was gone?" Chen Ming was full of doubts and suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that half is gone, this is not a cheating!

When Chen Ming looked at the scene before him again, it became a little different.

The sky is no longer dim, but a little blood red. On the ground, there is still blood flowing, and he is now stepping on a corpse.

The sight in his eyes seemed to be the end of a battlefield.

"I'm going, what's the situation!" Chen Ming cried secretly.

If there is no picture in my mind, what is the situation in front of me?

It was obviously a secret realm, and it suddenly became a battlefield that just ended.

The corpses all over the floor, Chen Ming had an indescribable sense of nausea, and he couldn't stand it.

Chen Mingshen exhaled and forced himself to calm down. The picture before him appeared because of wearing a bronze mask.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming stretched out his hand to take off the mask, but the mask seemed to be imprisoned on his face, and he couldn't take it off anymore.

"Why, do you want to be like this!" Chen Ming couldn't help but angrily.

Before it was over, the broken sword from Chen Ming's storage ring suddenly appeared in Chen Ming's hands, trembling slightly, as if he had met his master, very pleased.

"Does this mask have some connection with this remnant sword?"

Chen Ming looked at the sword in his hand, the remnant sword in front of him was no longer a remnant sword, but a complete sword.

It depicts some kind of mysterious rune, revealing a trace of Sword Qi, and a powerful coercion.

Just as Chen Ming guessed, Yang Le brought someone to kill.

Chen Ming looked at Yang Le and saw through everything about him.

Cultivation "Sunset Sword Technique", the strength of half a step Gold Core, the basic comprehension are more than seventy, and the things in his storage ring can also be seen.

Chen Ming can see everything about him.

"Not bad!" Chen Ming said to himself.

I thought that this mask existed to restore the battlefield of a certain period, but I didn't expect to be able to see through everything about others.

"As expected to be the white ghost king, look at the sword!" Yang Le shouted, took out a long sword from his palm, and stabbed it with a sword.

Chen Ming waved the remnant sword in his hand, slashed out with one sword, and knocked out the rushing Yang Le.

This is the first time that Chen Ming has exerted the power of Can Sword, and he didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.

Yang Le was thrown into the air by Chen Ming with a sword, and he didn't dare to be careless. Standing up, he waved his hand to let his subordinates surround Chen Ming.

"Dukang, didn't you say that you can fight the white ghost king for dozens of rounds? Why is this ghost king so powerful?" Yang Le asked Du Kang when he turned his head.

Du Kang has only the strength of the Foundation Building's eighth rank, and he can play against the white ghost king for dozens of rounds, but he almost lost the first round in half a step with Gold Core.

Is he too weak? Or did Dukang deceive himself?

Du Kang was a little guilty when asked by Yang Le, but when he saw Chen Ming wearing a bronze mask, he immediately said, "Brother, it is the ghost king who has evolved."

The ghost king he saw was a handsome and outstanding ghost king.

But now, there was a bronze mask on his face, and his whole body was filled with this killing aura, which was completely different from the previous image.

Chen Ming:...

evolution? Can you speak? Didn't I just put on a broken mask!

Chen Ming didn't want to argue anymore, he couldn't listen to people's words one by one, and he had to regard him as the ghost king.

But when Chen Ming looked at Yang Le, he always felt a little familiar, who couldn't remember, but it didn't matter.

Even if he knew each other, maybe he would call more people to deal with him.

These people are all narrow-minded, and they are not as good as my senior brothers and sisters.

Chen Ming was thinking, and the seven or eight people who surrounded him shot one after another.

"Star is broken with a sword!"

Chen Ming gave a soft drink, and the Sword Ray exuded a strong Sword Ray, carrying endless aura of killing, as if he was about to pour out the Star.

"Go back!" Yang Le yelled hurriedly, and he felt the threat to his life.

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