My Stunning CEO Wife

Chapter 1297: Killing

Han Dong was very concerned about his uncle's affairs.

Originally, this blood mountain was not manned enough, and it would be very dangerous if it encountered some demon disciples, but Han Dong still selected five people, one of whom, like him, was a strong man at the eighth level of Qi training, and the others Of the four, one is at the seventh level of Qi training, and the last three are at the sixth level of Qi training.

This camp is not without luxury.

Zhong Ming asked Han Dong to find this camp. He had already explained that Zhong Ming, that old fox, was going to show the Great Demon King to death.

Among the six people, two are eighth-level Qi practitioners, one is seventh-level Qi practitioners, and three are high-level Qi practitioners!

When Li Tian saw the six of them, he was secretly startled. Unexpectedly, Zhong Ming was so cautious, for fear of running away.

In fact, Zhong Ming had no choice but to do this. After all, in his eyes, the Great Demon King has a degree of relaxation, has endless cards, is full of tricks, and has monsters to help him... All of this has to make him pay attention. If the boat capsizes in the gutter, the loss will be huge.

Even, if conditions permit, he will call a few disciples from the eighth level of Qi training to accompany him, so he can rest assured.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhong Ming vigorously urged the spirit boat to let everyone board. He seemed to have seen that there were countless spirit herbs in front of him, waving to him, and the gate of the foundation building road had been opened for him. , and even Jindan Avenue, because of the appearance of the Five Elements Fruit, gave him hope.

Li Tian stroked the fat cat's head, comforting it which was about to riot.

Sha Mao's wisdom is not inferior to others, so he naturally knows the current state. The six monks around Zhong Ming are basically watching them motionless, keeping them under surveillance, especially that Han Dong, who is in his eyes. , with banter and mockery.

He seemed to feel that the Great Demon King was already in his hands.

How could Fat Cat, who was always free, have endured this kind of torture.

So it thought about making a move. If Li Tian hadn't been comforting him, it probably would have slapped that paw.

"Cross-legged, meditate." Li Tian said four words, beat the fat cat secretly, then crossed his legs, closed his eyes and rested his mind, without practicing, and began to try to think about all the situations and summarize the countermeasures.

Now, even if there is no freedom, Zhong Ming will still take care of himself, after all Zhong Ming still has to rely on his own money.

so,

Don't worry about security issues for now.

"Han Dong, be alert!" Suddenly, the galloping spirit boat stopped, Zhong Ming shouted loudly, and moisture began to escape from his body, spreading to the surrounding area at an extremely fast speed.

After all, Han Dong is a monk at the eighth level of Qi training, and he reacted quickly. He quickly stood up and looked around. At the same time, the three sixth level of Qi training also looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in their eyes. demon king.

A group of people have been prepared for a long time, and the division of labor is very clear.

Under Zhong Ming's urging, the spirit boat sank slowly.

Because it is daytime, the surrounding area is very bright, but it is very quiet, and there is no trace of any monk activities.

Zhong Ming's face was very solemn, he was constantly emitting moisture all the way up the mountain, because from time to time he could feel someone behind him watching them.

Finally, the people following him collided with his moisture and showed his feet.

"I don't know which fellow daoist it is, Zhong has been putting up with you for a long time, please respect yourself!" Zhong Ming said coldly, he knew that this time following him from such a long distance, the other party's purpose was obvious, and the comer was definitely not good .

Jie Jie Jie...

After Zhong Ming finished speaking, these few words of laughter came from the quiet world, and then, an old figure appeared in the void.

He was wearing a black hat and a black robe. This equipment was very strange, as if it could absorb light, hiding in the daytime.

"Youming old ghost?!" After seeing the old man's appearance clearly, Zhong Ming's complexion suddenly changed!

As for Han Dong and the others, although they were only in the foundation building stage, they were also very shocked when they heard the word Nether old ghost, with fear in their eyes.

Only Li Tian was amazed, he didn't know who this old Nether ghost was, and when he came on the stage, he had such an aura, which greatly reduced the morale of the enemy.

This old Youming ghost is a demon cultivator. When he was training Qi at the seventh level, he mutilated nine hundred and ninety-nine babies in order to refine a magic weapon, the soul ghost streamer. He was vicious and vicious. . However, this old Youming ghost was a disciple of the Dongdao Immortal Sect. When the head of the Dongdao Immortal Sect knew about it, he was furious, severely injured the old Youming ghost with a palm, and expelled him from the sect.

The power of this palm will be obvious to many sect disciples at that time, and they feel that even if this old Nether ghost does not die, he will be useless in this life, and it will be difficult for him to advance an inch.

However, Old Ghost Youming's talent is really outstanding, he not only survived, but also achieved a half-step foundation building. Afterwards, he came to the host immortal gate to admit his mistake, and vowed not to do anything in the devil way again.

After discussion, the upper echelons of the Eastern Immortal Sect finally decided to allow the old ghost of the Nether to belong to the sect.

This matter caused waves in the Tianyuan Continent at that time, and the four righteous sects had disagreements, but most of them advocated killing the old Youming ghost. Unfortunately, the host immortal sect firmly disagreed, the reason being

Now that the orthodox sect is on the decline, and the disciples of the devil are rampant, the orthodox sect must not fight among themselves and mutilate a strong man who has built a foundation half-step.

Even Dong Dao Xianmen said that as long as the wound of Old Ghost Youming is healed, maybe he can enter the realm of foundation establishment!

From this, we can see the terror of this ghost old ghost.

Rumor has it that he has a record of undefeated in a battle with Jianji by using the soul-refining ghost banner!

"Jie Jie, after returning to the sect, this old man has been keeping a low profile for many years. I never thought that you would still know this old man." The figure of the old man was very gloomy, like a poisonous snake spewing out letters.

Zhong Ming's expression was very embarrassing, and he stared at the old ghost of You Ming. He knew that this time, facing the old ghost of You Ming, he might have no chance of winning at all.

Even if they are both half-step foundation building, there is a world of difference.

After all, the old ghost You Ming has lived for so many years, and his talent is outstanding. If all his methods are exposed, he may even have a headache if he builds a foundation.

"I don't know what the senior is here for?" Zhong Ming asked, expressing his attitude, only hoping that the other party was passing by by chance, or that he came to see him, and it was just some official business.

Jie Jie, the You Ming old ghost smiled, and a blue flame began to appear all over his body.

As soon as this kind of flame appeared, it immediately lowered the surrounding temperature by a few points, like the ghost fire in hell, it was frightening.

Now, any fool can see that the ghost of You Ming is about to make a move!

"Hand over the Great Demon King, or you will all die!"

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