Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

All the monks and a group of dragon blood guards stared at this scene dumbfounded.

The devil's heart...was actually taken away?

What kind of flame is that?

Is it a new Strange Fire?

When did Ling Xuan own the third Strange Fire? !

Whoosh.

With a flash of the Nine Nether Ice Flame, it followed Ling Xuan's palm and sank into his body, disappearing.

Ling Xuan smiled slightly.

Jiuyou Bingyan was very lazy, originally a hundred people were unwilling to make a move.

However, after Gu Ming devoured the devil's heart, Jiuyou Bingyan was like a hungry man who hadn't known the taste of meat for three years when he smelled a delicious meal and bounced on the spot.

If it wasn't for Ling Xuan's pressure, I'm afraid Jiuyou Bingyan would rush out immediately.

It was too far away then.

If Jiuyou Bingyan made a move hastily, it might not be able to take away the Demon Heart 100%.

boom!

Gu Ming's body fell from the sky.

It was as if a boulder had been smashed into the ground.

The ground instantly stirred up smoke and dust.

He looked desperate, as if he had already determined the end of his destiny.

"I didn't expect that I would die in a place like this..."

Gu Ming's desperate wailing came from the smoke and dust.

The monks looked excited and applauded.

No one expected that Gu Ming, the demon emperor who looked down upon him, would end up like this!

Among the crowd, Yue Yingrong, the Snow Maiden from the Snow Palace, was agitated.

She is the genius who is most proficient in divination in the history of Daxue Palace.

Long before the start of this battle, she had predicted that Gu Ming was not Ling Xuan's opponent.

Therefore, she wasn't surprised at every time Ling Xuan and Gu Ming met each other.

The only thing she cares about is Gu Ming's fate.

During the divination, Gu Ming did not die, but disappeared.

No bones left, no trace left.

"My countless divinations against him have failed, what about this time?"

Yue Yingrong looked at Ling Xuan, as if she was expecting something.

Ling Xuan's face was still calm, but his palm turned backwards had activated the Locking Talisman.

hum!

The invisible fluctuations swept out around him, completely locking up the spatial fluctuations within a ten-mile radius in an instant.

The Soul Formation cultivator suddenly felt a palpitation.

They involuntarily looked up and looked around.

Mingming Mountain is still the same mountain, the tree is still the same tree, and the birds are still the same birds.

But I always feel that the surrounding scenes are thicker, as if they are eternal.

Even the color tone seems to be much more monotonous.

Very strange.

As for the monks below the Soul Formation level, they can hardly notice anything.

They were still staring at the smoke and dust.

Looking forward to seeing Gu Ming look like a dead dog.

Whoosh.

Ling Xuan dodged and appeared above the smoke and dust.

He waved his hand lightly, and a strong wind blew away the smoke and dust covering Gu Ming's body.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing Gu Ming's frightened and angry face.

"You...what did you do, why can't I use my little diversion talisman!"

Gu Ming held a talisman with his right paw, his voice trembling, he was startled and angry.

He fell from a high altitude just now, and deliberately raised a large cloud of smoke and dust, just to buy himself time to activate the small diversion talisman.

As a result, after he injected himself with energy, the small diversion talisman had no effect at all.

It was like being imprisoned by some force.

Ling Xuan shook his head, "I'm not interested in explaining to a dying demon."

After saying that, he took a sword with his hand.

Clang!

The sword light fell.

The wolf's head flew up.

Gu Ming's eyes were wide open, full of doubts and unwillingness.

Boom boom boom.

He hit his head on the ground a few times before stopping.

Its headless body spurted blood wildly, and then fell down.

"died!"

"Ancient Ming is dead!"

I don't know who yelled first.

All the cultivators screamed like they were going crazy.

So excited, so happy.

It's even more gratifying than knowing that your spouse has given birth to a child after breaking through the big realm after more than ten years of hard work!

Yue Yingrong's hanging heart finally returned to her stomach.

It seems that Ling Xuan changed his fate again.

This young man seemed to be born with a strange ability to change his fate against the sky.

The Dragon Blood Guards on the ship in the distance saw Gu Ming being decapitated, and they were all stunned.

They have experienced dragon blood splattering, and were brainwashed by Gu Ming, and have become Gu Ming's most loyal subordinates.

Now they watched Gu Ming die helplessly.

The inner faith has collapsed.

They are extremely flustered and terrified now.

I don't know what to do.

Ling Xuan made a casual move, "Kill them all, it's time to end."

Whoosh.

A strong black shadow suddenly rushed out from the crowd, like a rampaging hill, it crashed directly into the building boat!

Soi Ying is like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

Every time they passed by, the Dragon Blood Guard there would be directly punched and exploded, turning into a ball of meat sauce!

In just a few tens of breaths, all the dragon blood guards on the three buildings were slaughtered!

"Damn it! Who is that dear friend! Such a strong physical strength!"

"It looks like someone practicing Blood Refining Qigong, could it be a cultivator from Sea God Island?"

The monks talked about it, but they didn't know the identity of that person.

Only a few people present probably guessed the identity of the black shadow, but they tacitly did not point it out.

Ling Xuan beckoned, and the shadow returned to his side.

The whole body is covered in black clothes, like a towering black iron tower standing quietly.

It exudes an icy breath that should not be entered by strangers.

Ling Xuan turned around, looked at the crowd, and then smiled, "Everyone, we have won!"

Tong Yuan bowed, "Thank you Ling Fellow Daoist!"

Wan Muchun bowed, "Thank you Ling Fellow Daoist!"

A group of monks bowed and shouted in unison, "Thank you, Senior Ling!"

What happened next didn't require Ling Xuan to get involved too much.

Gu Ming is dead, which is equivalent to taking away the backbone of Wan Yao Kingdom.

The towering tree of Wan Yao Kingdom will immediately begin to collapse.

The only thing the human race needs to do is to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill all the monster races!

Moreover, since almost all other sects have returned to their respective mountain gates, only the monks of Yudingzong, Qianyuanzong, and Daxuegong are left here.

The biggest bonus of invading the capital city of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom will be divided among these three sects!

Any subsequent monks can only get some leftovers at most.

Five days later, the three cultivators defeated the main force of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom.

Ten days later, the three cultivators went down to twenty-nine cities in a row, winning consecutive battles.

One month later, the three cultivators went directly outside the capital of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom.

In three days, all the demon kingdoms were destroyed, and countless demon clans died.

On that day, blood flowed like rivers in the capital of the country, and the smoke of war rose to the sky.

The remaining monster clan retreated to the South China Sea and the West Sea, relying on the protection of the King of the West Sea to continue their resistance.

The South China Sea King, Ao Jia and other South China Sea dragons have returned to the South China Sea, and with the help of the human monks, they are fighting back against the monster race.

The surviving demon clan can only linger on their last breath.

Yuhai City.

On the surface of the sea, there are fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs.

There are fallen human corpses everywhere in the city.

In the high sky, the contest between Ji Ping and the King of the East China Sea is not over yet.

In the first few days, Ji Ping had the upper hand.

But now, the King of the East China Sea has turned the tide and suppressed Ji Ping in turn.

The King of the East China Sea said disdainfully, "Why bother to maintain it? You don't have a good life for a few years, and you have to sacrifice your life for this city and this country? It's not worth it!"

"This king makes a promise to you. If you leave, I can pretend that nothing happened. You can go wherever you want."

Ji Ping was covered in wounds, and even his love sword had a few cuts, but there was no change at this time, "I will not retreat."

The King of the East China Sea snorted coldly, "Don't cry if you don't see the coffin! Then you go to die!"

At this time, the human monks shouted in surprise from below.

"Great victory! Great victory! Senior Ling Xuan killed the Demon Emperor Gu Ming!"