Sheng Shi looked at Guo Ming's confident expression, and suddenly a burst of inexplicable panic surged in his heart.
Along the way, he never thought of the word death.
In his cognition, he is a figure destined to reach the top, and he cannot be planted here.
But the truth gave him a resounding slap in the face.
"Let's go."
Sensing the danger, Saint Eleven decided to leave immediately.
But just as he tried to take it back, he was shocked to find that his icon was so suppressed that it was impossible to move at all.
There is a rule in the dark that invisibly restricts everything for him.
When the tens of thousands of soldiers joined forces to burst out with a devastating brilliance, Saint Eleven let out a sigh of blood on the spot.
Hit An unprecedented blow Sheng Shi looked at Guo Ming hard, but found that the other party's figure was a little illusory, and it seemed that as long as he touched it lightly, he might disappear.
He couldn't help but laugh.
"Guo Ming, you still lost in my hands after all."
Saint Eleven pointed at Guo Ming, and a burst of pride surged in his heart.
He was hit hard, so what, Guo Ming, this guy is close to falling.
"Is it" Guo Ming raised his head and said lightly: "I don't have the strength to fight again, but do you still have the strength to escape?"
Saint Eleven's face changed greatly, and he saw the strong men around him staring at him, and a stream of cold sweat flowed down.
"Despicable."
Sheng 11 knew that he would not be lucky today, so he gave up the idea of fleeing.
"What level of powerhouse are you, but you are used to fight my young generation for nine days."
Guo Ming sneered: "If I'm despicable, then what are you?"
"Defeat is defeat, can't you saints afford to lose, or do you have no shame?"
"You."
Saint Eleven was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Die."
The Holy Eleventh took a breath, and that breath turned into pure yang qi and pressed Guo Ming's body.
Guo Ming's figure flickered, and was completely broken in the eyes of everyone, and finally turned into ashes.
And at the moment when Guo Ming's will dissipated, the Dragon and Tiger Saint Monarch was surprised to find that he had regained control of the treasure gourd.
Looking at Saint Eleven in mid-air, the Dragon and Tiger Saint Monarch's heart was full of hesitation.
He really wanted to kill Saint Eleven with the treasure gourd, but Saint Eleven was so easy to kill As a disciple of the Holy Ancestor, the eleventh-ranked existence, he was killed in public, and their saints did not retaliate frantically, I am afraid that even he himself did not believe it.
Guo Ming's killing of the three major saints was already an endless situation, and if he killed the saints again, it would undoubtedly lead all the anger of the saints' vein to the anti-heaven vein.
What the Dragon and Tiger Saint Monarch considered, Yan Ruyu and the others also considered.
Therefore, many strong people are pondering, in other words, they are pretending to be stupid, and they don't want to be the first bird.
But at this moment, a figure quickly landed beside Saint Eleven, and his big hand was like a hot soldering iron, choking Saint Eleven's neck.
"You."
Sheng Eleven's eyes widened, he looked at the man in front of him in a daze, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
He actually wanted to ask why he had the courage to kill him in public at the risk of the world's condemnation However, it is clear that the Son of Fortune did not give him this time, and with the force of his hands, he ended the life of Saint Eleven.
After all this, the Son of Fortune looked back at the crowd with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Look how fast I shoot But he soon realized that perhaps he was wrong, and that he was wrong, for all the monks present looked at him with the look of an idiot.
Qing Ming's lips quirmed, wanting to say something.
But when I thought that the wood was already in the boat, I sighed secretly in my heart.
After all, his status does not allow him to say such things in public.
"I used to think he was unreliable, but now I feel even more unreliable."
Qingtian could only think helplessly.
The gray-robed old man was thoughtful, glanced at the son of luck, and said in a low voice, "It seems that he wants to fly solo." ” "Why do you say this," Qingtian asked shamelessly.
"You think that the son of luck is very unreliable, but do you think that an unreliable person can get to this point," the gray-robed old man said seriously.
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Qingtian was silent, a person's luck is undoubtedly very important, but if his heart is not strong enough, then he will not want to come to this point.
"The Son of Luck has often done some unthinkable things in recent years, which was extremely rare to see before."
The gray-robed old man thought for a while before saying: "The so-called abnormality is a demon, and he is here to pave the way for the future." ” "What foreshadowing" Qingtian frowned, he was above board, just like his father.
"No one wants to live in the shadow of someone else, and neither does the Child of Luck."
When the gray-robed old man said this, he didn't say it anymore.
"You mean he wants to muddy the waters."
Qingtian instantly understood what the gray-robed old man meant.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gasp.
This son of luck is so vicious that he actually intends to put the spirit race and the saints in the same line.
For many people, the origin of the Son of Fortune is still a mystery.
But for the real high-level, who is behind the son of luck cannot be hidden at all.
Although it is not clear the strength of the saint's lineage, but a single saint eleven can turn the world upside down, then the existence of the top few must be earth-shattering big shots.
"Then what should I do" Qingtian said in a deep voice: "Secretly beheaded him." ” "We need to think about this in the long run."
The gray-robed old man smiled bitterly: "He is blessed with rumbling fortune, your father may have the ability to inflict heavy damage on him, but it is undoubtedly difficult to kill him." ” The gray-robed old man didn't mention Qingtian, he mentioned Qingming, and the meaning he wanted to express couldn't be more obvious.
Qingtian was also stunned, and even though he understood the meaning of the gray-robed old man, he smiled bitterly: "It's me Meng Lang." ” The gray-robed old man snorted, glanced at Tang Yiyi in the distance, and said, "It's time for you to act." ” For paladins, saints are their spiritual beliefs.
But with the fall of Saint Eleven, the paladins also had an inexplicable panic.
For an army, morale is important.
With the joining of many demons in the Nine Heavens, the invincible and invincible elite army collapsed in an instant.
Some are cleaning the battlefield, some are meditating on the spot, and some are patrolling from afar.
Qingtian came to Tang Yiyi's side and said softly, "Are you okay?"
Tang Yiyi glanced at Qingtian in surprise, she didn't have much intersection with Qingtian, so she didn't expect Qingtian to come to her.
"What's the matter," Tang Yiyi asked very directly.
Such a straightforward way made Qingtian somewhat uncomfortable.
In his heart, the two sides should at least exchange pleasantries for a while.
Let's talk about life together, talk about ideals, and then go to the topic.
After all, after going through the foreshadowing in the early stage, it is easy to enter a deep discussion, so that the other party will not feel too abrupt.
But what is the situation "There's nothing wrong with me, I just want to see you."
Qingtian said with some embarrassment.
"Oh, I want to heal, please."
Tang Yiyi made a gesture of please, and then sat on the ground by herself.
"This."
Qingtian hurriedly said.
"I'm seriously injured, wait until I'm healed."
After Tang Yiyi said this, he closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
Qingtian watched in astonishment as Tang Yiyi entered the meditation.
He was very depressed, he felt that it was not possible to go, nor was it to not go.
Tang Yiyi's lips are red and his teeth are white, where does he look like he is seriously injured, if he can't see that it is perfunctory, then he is really an idiot.
Gritting his teeth, Qingtian hugged his fists at Tang Yiyi and said, "Yiyi, you heal your injuries first, I still have something to do, go back first." ” He knew that Tang Yiyi must not have really settled, and he said this to find a step for himself.
When Qingtian left, Tang Yiyi said softly in his heart: "Since I have become the pavilion master of the Prime Minister's Pavilion, then I have been branded with a vein against the sky, and you have wasted your efforts." ” He doesn't hate Qingtian, but he doesn't like it either.
"Your Royal Highness Princess, it seems that the Heavenly Court is about to expand greatly."
Changsheng said in a low voice.
Yan Ruyu smiled slightly: "Qing Ming has obtained 600,000 elite troops for nothing, and it is strange that their heavenly court does not expand." ” "It's just that it seems that the son of luck is very unwilling, if the Spirit Ancestor doesn't handle it well, it is very likely to cause a big mess."
Changsheng is a hardcore supporter of Yan Ruyu, so he has no taboos in front of Yan Ruyu.
"The power of the Spirit Clan is too huge, and it almost has the strength to compete with the Clan.
It's just a pity that they put the heavy treasure on Qing Ming's body, so they will lose in the end.
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Yan Ruyu said with a smile: "Qing Ming has the posture of transforming into a Tao, but after all, he is a person from ancient times. ” "Then who does Your Highness think is qualified to transform into a Dao," Changsheng asked with burning eyes.
"Guo Ming."
Yan Ruyu said the name without hesitation.
"Why," Changsheng asked.
"He is always one step ahead, and it is undeniable that within the same rank, I am not afraid of anyone, even him."
Yan Ruyu said seriously: "But the problem is that he is always one step ahead. ” "You and I know what it means.
If he had turned to the Tao in advance, he would have cut off the path for all of us.
Yan Ruyu said this, his face was also full of solemnity, "He said that he saw a corner of the future, and he would impact Huadao in everyone's eyes." ” Rao is immortal and calm, and he couldn't help but scream at this time.
This news is so shocking, Guo Ming has really come to that point.
Looking to the other side and walking to the other side are two concepts.
But Guo Ming undoubtedly went to the other side.
"I'm not as good as him."
Bit by bit of Guo Ming appeared in Changsheng's mind, and finally he sighed and said helplessly
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