My Sons And Daughters Are All God-Level Awakened, And The Pressure Is On Me

The terrifying sword intent rushed to the sky, only to hear a loud bang.

Just like Pangu opened the sky, the world he saw was forcibly torn out a hole.

The spiritual grass of heaven and earth stepped on under his feet also began to wither and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye... until it turned into a speck of dust.

In a short time, the world he had seen before had completely disappeared.

However, the scene he saw next made his expression even more shocked, and his calm eyes instantly expanded several times.

Thousands of bones were scattered everywhere, making one's scalp numb and disgusting. The thing that tripped him up earlier was not a heaven and earth spirit herb, but a human skull.

It's also fortunate that he didn't squat down to eat the spirit grass just now. If he ate it, he probably wouldn't want to eat in his life.

The cave was very large, roughly several hundred square meters. Besides the corpses all over the floor, there was also a pool of blood right in front of him.

The smell of blood that I smelled before should also come from here.

And the location of the psychic tree in the illusion is actually exactly the same as the location of the blood pool.

It's also fortunate that he stopped in time before, otherwise, he would have been in the blood bath again now.

"It seems that all the missing people from Ji Lei Wuguan died here. What the hell kind of place is this?"

After muttering something, Yang Ming frowned and walked to the pool of blood, only to see a blood-red broadsword, An'an 913, lying quietly in it.

Using the blood of thousands of human beings to forge a peerless weapon, the murderer is so cruel!

"Hey...that's weird, why doesn't this kid jump into the pool of blood!"

An extremely old voice suddenly came from the deepest part of the cave.

After Yang Ming heard the voice, his eyes immediately looked over, and the object of entry was an old man who looked like he was about to be buried in the ground. He was short and thin, and he looked like skin and bones.

Although the old man was thin, Yang Ming could tell from his facial features that this person should be the second tycoon in Ruicheng who hadn't shown up for several years, the founder of Ji Lei Wuguan, and Ji Lei Dazun.

"You are Great Master Ji Lei, how did you become like this, have you lost your martial arts?" Yang Ming asked in a deep voice.

After hearing the voice, Great Master Ji Lei didn't answer, but asked back, "You kid can break through my illusion, how did you do it?"

The unparalleled sharp and terrifying sword intent erupted from Yang Ming's body suddenly, setting off his whole body like an unsheathed divine sword, and the direction pointed by the blade was exactly where the huge leather was.

"At such a young age, you can actually cultivate the sword intent (agda). It seems that you are undoubtedly a genius. If you are a genius, your mental power will be very large. From this point of view, it is also reasonable for you to be able to see through my illusion. I'm in the middle!" Great Master Ji Lei showed his original expression.

"Grand Master Ji Lei, you are courting death. You are only in the realm of a great master. What qualifications do you have to criticize me!" After Yang Ming heard the voice, a deep anger ignited in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the enemy standing opposite did not comprehend the 'power', and the strongest state was only at the level of a great master.

It's nothing more than a great senior, what qualifications do you have to comment on yourself who has peak strength and peak speed?

Yang Ming decided not to follow him. He took a step forward with his right leg, and his speed was as fast as lightning, leaving only an afterimage on the spot, and the sword light flickered vertically and horizontally, forming a net, surrounding the politicians.

Seeing this attack, Great Master Ji Lei still had a smile on his lips.

His eyes are as calm as water, without waves, and the whole person looks very calm.

Yang Ming's confident blow, in his opinion, seemed to be full of flaws and could be broken easily.

And the fact is just like this, before his sword touches the corner of the opponent's clothes, the opponent has already dodged in advance.

Taking advantage of the gap when he couldn't retract his strength due to swinging the sword, he hit Yang Ming's chest with a backhand punch.

Yang Ming didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only take this punch forcefully. His body, like a kite with a broken string, was blown away, and finally hit the wall heavily.

"Hiss...It hurts so much, it feels like my bones are about to fall apart!" Yang Ming got up from the ground unsteadily, his eyes showing an unprecedented solemnity.

His own strength is stronger than the opponent's, but the opponent can easily hit him. Yang Ming knew in his heart that he might meet a master today, and he is also an actual combat master with terrifying combat experience.

After a successful blow, the old man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Instead, he just stood there with a dull expression.

Because I was afraid that this was a trap set by the other party for myself.

So Yang Ming didn't take the initiative to attack at this time.

A few minutes passed.

The painting style at the scene suddenly became weird.

I saw the old man on the opposite side start to shout crazily.

"I am the Great Senior of the human race, you little one, how dare you occupy my body?"

When he said this, his body was surrounded by tiny lightning.

"Ants are presumptuous. This deity is an ancient evil god. It is your honor to occupy your body. What do you object to?"

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, this body is mine in the first place, you are the dove occupying the magpie's nest, it should be you who left."

"If you could leave, this seat would have left long ago. For three years, you have been arguing with me day and night, causing your realm to not rise but to fall, but in the end the person who controls the body is not still this seat, so hurry up Give up, you can't beat me."

"So what if we can't fight, at worst we all die together, I want to disperse my kung fu, I want to disperse my kung fu!"

"Ants dare to swallow elephants, follow me!"

With the last sound, Ji Lei Wuguan finally stopped talking to himself.

At this time, Yang Ming was already stunned.

When Great Master Ji Lei spoke, he obviously used two tones.

If he is not suffering from severe schizophrenia.

If this happens, there is only one possibility.

Great Master Ji Lei should have been taken away by someone, and it was analyzed from the content of the chat.

The person who took him away should be a strong man named Ancient Evil God.

"Ancient evil god?" Yang Ming called out tentatively.

"Boy, you know too much, you can die now."

"Evil God's Eye!"

As soon as the words fell, the pupils of the old man suddenly became deep, and he looked straight at Yang Ming. The pupils as deep as an abyss seemed to have some kind of magical ability to outline people's hearts.

Yang Ming looked at the other party with a puzzled face, and the abyss-like pupils seemed to hide the stars of the universe.

With just one glance, Yang Ming was deeply involved and couldn't extricate himself.

After the ancient evil god saw this scene, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, white lights bloomed in his eyes, and he shot straight at Yang Ming.

However, just after this ray of white light entered Yang Ming's brain, his brain trembled violently, and Yang Ming regained his spirit in an instant.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the inconceivable voice of the ancient evil god had already swept over from not far away, "How is this possible? Why is the sea of ​​spirits in your mind so huge? Who are you? , Is it the reincarnation of the ancient gods to rebuild?".