Chapter 25 Mingming and becoming famous

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A group of bosses standing on the head of the city watching the battle, including the bosses of Jianghaimen. Looking at the ruthless killing of the emperor, he shook his head and sighed, "This man is too murderous. I think it's better for you not to accept it!"

Among the 72 factions outside Jianghaimen, the thirty-six faction ranks eighth. Standing next to him is an elder of the Daoxu Sect. His eyes are flashing in his eyes and he doesn't know what he is thinking. Hearing the words of the boss of Jianghaimen, he obviously doesn't agree: "I said that the old ghost of Hai, what you said is wrong. What's wrong with the murder? In Fang In this world of the law of the jungle, isn't it killed by others? I see you, an old man, ha ha.

The elder of Daoxuzong spoke casually. Obviously, he had known the boss of Jianghaimen for a long time, and the two sides just made an insignificant joke. However, with a more or less tentative tone, Huang Wuji's performance has indeed attracted the attention of many sects.

Many sects are also secretly observing, preparing to contact first to see if Huang Wuji can be tempted.

Kill, kill, kill. The eternal theme in Huang Wuji's heart now is only killing. With the release of killing, his fierce and suppressed killing intention for a long time is weakened, and the speed of killing is getting slower and slower. Bang•••••, another punch, Huang Wuji's golden palm penetrated the abdomen of a person closest to him in the red elixir realm, directly dispersing the newly formed elixir.

Pieces of corpses fell to the ground like waves, and with another punch. A Huang Danjing master who turned around and wanted to escape was directly pinched and exploded by Huang Wuji. He couldn't die. The headless body, his hands seemed to grab something to the sky. He staggered forward a few steps. The crowd retreated quickly and wanted to get out of this. A world full of death.

A person to hundreds of thousands of people, in just one quarter of an hour, as many as 20,000 people died directly or indirectly at the hands of Huang Wuji. Huang Wuji is almost tireless, like a killing puppet. With almost every punch, he has a huge force of millions of pounds. He is either broken or hurt his bones at the touch, and no one is an exception.

The bosses who stood at the top of the city and watched the battle were full of light in their eyes. Huang Wuji's performance undoubtedly conquered them. As long as they bring them back to the door and have a good time, it is said that there will be one more god-level character in the future. The defeat of hundreds of thousands of people was so spectacular that Bai Ren, who had just arrived, was shocked and followed the crowd back.

"If you want to go, come back!" Under the roar of the emperor Wuji, it was like a nine-day dragon singing ringing hundreds of miles. A magnificent spiritual power more than ten times more than the ordinary Danqi was like a sea tide, colliding with each other to form a huge spiritual hurricane. The terrible suction made all the people closest to him fly up and throw them into the hurricane.

I only heard a sad scream, as if I had encountered something terrible in the spiritual hurricane, which devoured thousands of people in an instant like a bottomless abyss. Anyone who entered the hurricane had no sound except for the first scream, and seemed to have been eaten by a giant beast.

Ah•••••••, more and more people are fleeing, and the hurricane is devouring people faster and faster. Huang Wuji stands at the top of the hurricane, looking down on everything like a god, silently in his heart: "Ant is an ant, never knowing unity. No wonder the power is always in the hands of a few people!"

With the death of countless people, all their spiritual power after death was converted into aura and dissipated in the air. Huang Wuji's murderous intention was getting weaker and weaker. His ruthless and indifferent eyes swept over one runaway figure after another, shook his head and said secretly, "Fangwai, that's all!"

Huang Wuji calculated that half an hour was almost there, only a few minutes left, and he prepared the last blow that had been contained for a long time. Huang Wuji shouted coldly, and suddenly his feet stood upside down. A 100-meter-sized golden palm appeared out of thin air and directly grabbed the horrible hurricane. The inverted hurricane was like a run-out wild horse. The horrible suction was strengthened again. Even if some slightly weakly cultivated bosses standing at the head of the city were moved by the sucked clothes, and the surroundings The grass soil is like a long dragon passing through the border, which is one inch short.

The boss at the head of the city was stunned when he saw Huang Wuji suddenly lifting the hurricane. At the same time, a premonition circled in his heart and said secretly, "No!" Unfortunately, it was too late.

The "Sword River" horror hurricane instantly decomposed. For a moment, a white sword-shaped light filled the whole sky, and the dense number was not clear, covering half of the sky at the head of the city. All people seemed to feel a sharp weapon suspended above their heads and couldn't help looking up. I saw a white sword spirit across the whole sky, and everyone was under the tip of the sword spirit.

"Ah, look at the top of your head and run. This monster wants to kill us all!" A person who saw the sword spirit first shouted crazily, and the shouts were full of endless despair. Some people even forgot the rules of climbing to the Tianmen Gate and were not allowed to fly.

One after another, the masters of Danqijing want to escape from this desperate place by flying across all people. However, it's okay not to fly. It's okay if you just fly like touching a hornet's nest. The sword spirit standing quietly in the sky is pouring down, like a long river rushing down. The sharp sword is like a sharp sword with a handle. The several elixir masters who flew first are directly crushed, leaving only a few corners of clothes falling down. .

The sword spirit was densely covered with the sword spirit in the sky, which made the bosses standing at the head of the city flash. At a glance, they could see that this move was extraordinary, and their hearts were even more thoughtful.

"Gangulation!" Huang Wuji soared into the sky, stepped on a sword spirit, and looked down on all sentient beings. His indifferent eyes flashed with a sharp light. The emperor should have the absolute hegemony of ignoring the world. In his eyes, all sentient beings are just a tool to maintain his rights. Under resistance, kill, kill, kill, dominate the emperor, and rule the world. People kill all the people in the world as enemies until no one dares to resist.

The heart of kindness can only be used after troubled times.

At this moment, Huang Wuji finally understood that what he had always lacked in his previous life, he always thought that luck was in his body, and it was a matter of time before he seized the world. He lost a heart to move forward bravely. In all the battles, all of them relied on the blessing of luck to pass.

At the same time, I also understand why I died under that big palm. Before rebirth, I had no luck, just like a tiger without teeth. Although the claws are there, I can't become the real king of beasts. Huang Wuji understood that the shadow that had been like a nightmare in his heart finally disappeared, and his heart was refreshed, like a cloudy sky. For a moment, the sky was clear, and the sky could no longer cover his ambition.

The sword spirit is like a meteor, and the overwhelming sword spirit directly covers a radius of ten miles. All people within a radius of ten miles have pierced their hearts or are shattered by countless sword gas. Their bodies are torn apart, blood, broken bones, and red broken and beating muscles are like a symphony of death, the wailing of death, acting. Singing a touching song.

Huang Wuji closed his eyes and enjoyed the joy of seeing light again in his heart and eliminating nightmares. With the blood rain falling from the sky, he was like a ghost and god returning from hell.

"Well, what is that boy doing? He looks like he's enjoying it. Doesn't he know that the time is coming!" An elder of Taoist Xuzong said, calculating the time in his heart. When the bosses of other sects heard the words of the elders of Daoxu Sect, they were eager for Huang Wuji to miss the time. Only in this way can they have the opportunity to contact the evil emperor Wuji.

"Haha••••••!" Huang Wuji, who had gone from his nightmare, looked up to the sky and smiled for a long time. The time was almost up. The horrible spiritual power burst out in an instant, like a star falling from the sky, directly installed on the gate of heaven. The gate weighing tens of millions of catties, like nothing, with a loud bang, was directly knocked open.

Huang Wuji staggered and walked in. The time was just right, not less than a minute and a second. The crowd standing outside the city, like the rest of the disaster, sat on the ground, with lingering fear in his eyes, and his eyes were full of fear. Looking at the background of the Daoxu City, he glanced left and right and right at the ground. There was almost no complete corpse and fragments. Spread it within ten miles. After the disaster, people gasped for the rest of their lives, as if they wanted to suck all the air in their lives at once.

Suddenly, Huang Wuji came out again. The rest of his life after the robbery jumped up in horror and said in horror, "Is it true that this murderer hasn't killed enough? He really wants to kill us all!"

The bigwigs who have been paying attention to Huang Wuji at the head of the city are also stunned. But in the end, Huang Wuji's performance made them breathe a sigh of relief. Hearing that, Huang Wuji stood outside the gate and roared with his spiritual power: "Bai Ren, come out and go in with me!"

Standing at the end of the crowd, Bai Ren saw the back of Huang Wuji disappearing in the gate. He sighed and lost, as if he had been abandoned puppy. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, as if he were ringing in his ear. He looked up at the back standing in front of the gate, jumped up happily and shouted, "Brother, I'm here. "Ri!"

Push away the crowded crowd and want to rush to the front. The people around him who heard the sound of Bai Ren's shouting automatically gave up a channel for him, with envious eyes. He followed such a demonic and god-like character of Huang Wuji, and he was bound to make some achievements in the future.

Under the deterrence of Huang Wuji, Bai Ren easily squeezed out of the crowd. He proudly followed Huang Wuji and walked into the Tianmen Gate, which made him look up. The boss of the Xu Sect at the head of the city did not stop it, and the disciples who watched the Tianmen step by step did not dare to stop it.

The two casually walked into the gate of heaven. At the moment when the gate slowly closed, millions of people seemed to explode, which formed a clear contrast to the previous silence. Today's World War definitely made the emperor's infinite prestige resound.

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