Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Seeing those two grievances dissipate in the flames, the ghost king looked up like a father who had been lost for many years and yelled:

"Oh no!"

If two resentful souls were allowed to know, a ghost king would yell in pain for their death, and he would probably be moved.

Chen Ming stepped out, walked up to the ghost king, and chanted the Duhua scripture softly.

The Duhua scripture sounded, and the painful heart of the ghost king was soothed.

"Hey, go to sleep, everything will be fine when you fall asleep." Chen Mingqian said shallowly.

The King of Ghosts had listened to the Duhua scripture well, but suddenly heard Chen Ming's words and suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, I can't just be reduced like this!" The Ghost King woke up suddenly, staring at Chen Ming with scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to eat Chen Ming.

"I'm dead today, and I will pull you back!" The Ghost King roared.

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost king's body went up and down, Ghost Qi soared into the sky, directly breaking through the mountain protection formation, and he burned his own spirit power to obtain a short-term Ascension.

Qingshan Daoist hurriedly drove wine, Calabash took Wen Ren Chuchu and the two of them into hiding.

The explanation of Qingshan Daoist is that if he appears, Chen Ming will fight and become stronger.

In fact, he was afraid that he would be dragged down and become a burden. His strength could not deal with the ghost king at all.

Jiang Haoran shuddered as he watched Ghost Qi diffuse.

Ma yeah, you must hold on, little brother, I will cheer for you!

As Chen Ming watched the Ascension of the Ghost King's breath further, he couldn't help but frowned. He felt that the Ghost King's power was now stronger.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The ghost king looked down at Chen Ming and sneered. His current strength is further Ascension. Although there is only two quarters of time, for him, these two quarters are enough!

Chen Ming didn't dare to be big, and gathered the Duhua Jinlian under his feet to defend against the attack.

I don't know how much power of merit is left!

Now the ghost king is obviously forcing the strength of the Ascension, and will soon fall. What Chen Ming is afraid is that when the ghost king falls, the power of merit will not be much.

The ghost king raised the halberd in his hand, and on the halberd, besides Ghost Qi, there is a strong Killing intent, which is a Killing intent that can only kill more than 10,000 people.

"This halberd has fought with me for many years. I don't know whether the world today is still the world of Da Zhou." The ghost king looked at the halberd in his hand, feeling a little nostalgic.

Before he died, he was a general of Da Zhou, fighting for the country and died in the wilderness!

As for the Great Zhou a few thousand years ago, I don’t know, anyway, judging from the armor and the degree of decay, it would be impossible without three thousand years.

After his further Ascension, he remembered some scattered memories before his death.

"You are Da Zhou's ghost, can you make this?" Chen Ming finished speaking, and took out Zao Wou-ki's identity token with his palm.

The King of Ghosts glanced attentively, this token was a bit familiar, but he didn't know it.

Each generation of emperors will have an own exclusive token. The token is not a heritage, but a symbol of the contemporary emperor.

"Oh, let's start the fight!" Chen Ming put the token away after speaking.

I thought it could be easier, but now it seems that I have to fight against each other.

"Go to hell!" The Ghost King roared, raising his halberd and slashing.

Chen Ming tried to save the golden lotus, resisting the attack of the ghost king, and the two fought dozens of back and forth.

The attack of the ghost king became more and more sharp, and everyone watching was frightened.

Once Chen Ming loses, they will be killed by the ghost king, or even eaten by the ghost king, to restore the burning power of the soul.

Qing Shan Daoist was very anxious when he saw it. As long as there is someone who can help, Chen Ming won't be so strenuous.

"I'm going to help Cang Xuan!" Wenren Chu Chu said, going over to help.

"Why are you going?" Qingshan Daoist grabbed Wenren Chuchu, she just made trouble when she went.

Wenren Chuchu has a big background, but now in this scene, Qingshan Daoist really dare not let him go.

If only Kukai was there.

Qing Shan Daoist whispered.

Jiang Haoran wanted to run back, but when he turned around, he couldn't get out of his feet. It didn't mean that he couldn't walk, but that he didn't have the courage to go back.

No, the younger brother needs help now, if I leave, do I still have a face for me? Anyway, I am also his second brother!

I have to help!

However, I have no strength. Apart from pretending to be forced, I can't do anything. I can't help if I go, it will only add to the chaos!

Shall we go?

Jiang Haoran was caught in a dilemma.

In fact, Chen Ming didn't mean that he couldn't fight, but he could only control fifty degrees of golden light at a time, and he couldn't control more.

Otherwise, it would not be easy for the three thousand Dao Hua Jinlian to open at the same time and destroy a ghost king.

Now he can only hold the ghost king, and slowly consume him. If you want to help, it is not necessary!

"Forget it, even if you die, you must protect the younger brother!"

Jiang Haoran finally made a decision. He cheated the younger brother so many times, and he paid it back once in all.

Moreover, he knew that Qingshan Daoist was nearby, and he wouldn't sit back and watch when it was a dangerous moment.

When Chen Mingzheng and the King of Ghosts were shaking, suddenly an extremely powerful aura was overwhelming.

The twelve Outer Sect disciples are all familiar with this momentum.

"Second Brother, Second Brother is here!" Chen Cang was so excited that he almost cried.

The same is true for other people. Although this sense of oppression is strong, they feel this sense of oppression, so warm.

As the pressure came, Chen Ming and Jiang Haoran had to separate.

When everyone looked up, there was a white-clothed young man above them, standing on the mountain guard, under the shining of the moonlight, like an immortal, surrounded by a looming purple aura.

Haoran, my disciple, are you here to save?

Very good, as long as Cang Xuan delays time, he won't punish you when he goes back to be a teacher.

Jiang Haoran's emperor is very domineering, Chen Ming didn't feel much when he arrived, but the ghost king was different.

I saw the ghost king, as if I saw the own king, kneeling down to Jiang Haoran!

"Tie Hanxin at the end, see your Majesty!" The Ghost King solemnly bowed.

Under the strong pressure, he awakened part of his memory. Although he could not remember who the person in front of him was, he knew that this was his emperor.

In fact, Jiang Haoran is not, Jiang Haoran is just gaining the emperor's spirit of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Jiang Haoran turned his back to the ghost king, not knowing what the ghost king was doing, but heard a voice.

"I am not your majesty! Tie Hanxin, since you are dead, why are you doing harm to the world?" Jiang Haoran said coldly.

"Your Majesty, I will know my mistake at the end!" Tie Hanxin bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Although I don't know why this ghost king called me his majesty, as long as he is suppressed.

"Since I know my mistake, I don't want to punish you!" Jiang Haoran said awe-inspiringly.

"No! You want the minister to die, the minister has to die!"

After Zhong Hanxin finished speaking, he dissipated Ghost Qi to let Chen Mingdu.

For some reason, Jiang Haoran felt a sense of sadness in her heart when she heard these words!

It's like, the hero is at the end, and the aspirations are not paid.

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