Chapter 156 One Strike

The fire ghost couldn't help smiling, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Just now, when he said tentatively, he found that Jiang Ming did not know about it, and he knew that it was Sun Wu who was fooling Jiang Ming. He broke all this in order to make Jiang Ming and Sun Wu turn against each other, and then made another effort to pull Jiang Ming into his own camp, so that even if he could not resist the surrender of the Nether League, Jiang Ming would at least not be too low after being subdued.

But he miscalculated. Jiang Ming became angry as soon as he learned this and left no room for their calculations to fail.

Sun Wu stared at the fire ghost fiercely and said coldly, "Fire ghost, I know the attention in your heart. But do you think such a master will care about the rags you collect? It's simply stupid."

The fire ghost looked angry, and Sun Wu regarded the treasures he collected as rags, which was a kind of humiliation and a humiliation of his taste. But on second thought, how can a strong man who can suffocate himself by relying on pressure alone care about the things he can send out with pain?

"What should I do? The messenger of the Nether League will arrive soon. Are we just submissive and change from the lord of a city to a small inner disciple? The fire ghost is full of unwillingness.

Sun Wu snorted coldly and said, "If it hadn't been for you, how could you have fallen to such a point? Now we have to catch up and admit our mistakes. I hope he can remember the old feelings and help us overcome the difficulties!"

The remaining few people nodded, and that's all they can do.

Several people turned into streamers and flew towards the place where Jiang Ming took away.

After chasing for about a quarter of an hour, they actually saw Jiang Ming's shadow. They saw Jiang Ming talking about something with a middle-aged man in a green robe.

"The ghost messenger!"

Suddenly, the fire ghost saw the middle-aged man in the green robe tattooed with a ferocious ghost head on his chest, with horror in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice.

"I didn't expect them to come so quickly. It seems that we can't come forward. Let's wait and see what happens here!"

The iron bone, which had been silent, nodded, and it felt that this was the only way.

The middle-aged man who was called the ghost envoy by Sun Wu and others stopped in front of Jiang Ming and said with a faint smile, "You are very faceless, aren't you from this death city? I think you are very extraordinary. How about joining my Nether League? I am one of the two ghosts of the Nether League, the impermanent ghosts.

Jiang Ming frowned. The man's breath was extremely strong. Jiang Ming felt that this seemed to be a golden fairy. Such a strong man can only escape if he fights for his life in his heyday. Now there is no chance to escape in this state.

"The Nether League? What are the benefits of joining the Nether League? Jiang Ming said lightly.

The ghost's face changed slightly and said faintly, "You know, the nine-day Xuanxian of my Nether League is the core disciple, and there are also guardians, elders and alliance leaders on it. It's a great honor for you to join. I want to accept you because you are talented and capable. What other benefits do you want?

Jiang Ming sent a message that he wanted the dragon thorn to exude momentum to deter this impermanent messenger, but the dragon thorn said solemnly: "Kid, this guy is already the supreme master of the golden fairyland, almost approaching the peak of cultivation. They have been able to easily distinguish the reality, and they are definitely not comparable to those young people in the realm of the nine-day immortal realm. If I exude an air, he will definitely be able to tell that this is not your own strength. This can't shock him. Now he can only rely on you.

In fact, there is still a sentence that the dragon thorn has not said: if the ghost finds that Jiang Ming has a powerful soul, he will definitely use his magic power without hesitation to imprison the soul of the dragon thorn and devour it alive. The evil method in ghost cultivation is to devour other powerful ghosts to strengthen themselves. The dragon thorn vaguely felt that the power he had now could not deal with the ghost. The ghost seemed to have something on his body that could restrain himself, so he completely disappeared after saying a sentence, and Jiang Ming shouted no longer said anything.

"I never do anything that is not good!"

Jiang Ming said coldly, not caring about the impermanent ghost's face at all.

The impermanent ghost's face suddenly became ugly, but after all, he was a master. He quickly calmed down and said lightly, "Young people don't know the depth of heaven and earth, and they look at themselves too high. But that's good. I'll give you a chance. If your attack can put a little pressure on me, I will give you the benefits you want, or how about following me unconditionally?

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Hang!

Jiang Ming's "burial fairy" came out of the sheath, with a wisp of blood and shocking evil spirit, which made people look sideways.

"They are right. What about this one? Engong and his body were seriously injured.

Far away, they didn't hear what they said. When they saw Jiang Ming drawing their sword, they thought they were going to have a war. Sun Wu still had a little conscience. Knowing that Jiang Ming was injured now, he was afraid that Jiang Ming would be in danger and couldn't help exclaiming.

The fire ghost smiled gloomyly and said, "Isn't this what we want? If your grace kills the ghost, the Nether League will definitely hunt him all over the world. How can it take care of us? If the devil defeats your grace, it means that even if we rely on him, we can't do anything. We have to submit.

The iron bone said coldly, "Yes, that's the truth."

Jiang Ming was injured and swallowed, and his eyes were cold and slowly brewing.

The strength of Jiang Ming's whole body converges at one point. The sharp light of the sword swallows, and the cold light is fierce. It seems that a poisonous snake lurks in the dark keeps swallowing the core and will jump out at any time and give a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Bless!"

Jiang Ming drank in a low voice, and a sense of despair permeated, with a strong infectious power. A touch can make people feel deeply desperate and have a feeling of ashes. But this idea is not so simple. In despair, there is a deep smell of fierceness, desperateness and sinking.

The impermanent ghost looked at this move, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it dead and then born? Wonderful, wonderful! People can only stimulate their greatest potential because of their desire to survive when they are most desperate. This boy is simply a genius.

Boom!

Jiang Ming has been brewing for a long time, and the impermanent ghost did not stop him, as if he wanted to see how much surprise Jiang Ming could bring to him.

Hong!

Jiang Ming waved his sword and brought a long practice, shining like the sun and the moon, almost shining the dark sky into the day.

Under a sword, there was a huge roar in the space. The land collapsed for tens of thousands of miles, and the lonely ghosts trembled and crawled down. There is lightning and thunder above the sky, and there seems to be thick thunder dragons dancing in the thick clouds.

Lei Nai is the thing of the sun, and it was impossible to appear in such a dark place as the underworld. However, Jiang Ming's strength is a little ridiculous. It seems that heaven and earth are shocked, which is quite shocking. The feeling of crying ghosts.

Thunder appeared in the sky, with a faint thunder dragon hovering, which was like a bomb heavily attacking Sun Wu's group of people: "Thunder and lightning, how is it possible? It is normal to have a vision at the time of attack, but it is incredible to produce thunder and lightning! Thunder and lightning are the things of the sun and the things of heaven. Hasn't the underworld been separated from the way of heaven? Is it shocking that he is so strong that he can ignore the rules?

The impermanence ghost has also completely changed his face. Thunder has done great damage to the ghost. Although he has already condensed the ghost body and is no different from the real body, his origin is still a cold ghost fire, not the soul.

His face changed greatly, no longer holding it up, and suddenly spit out a strange shield in his mouth. This shield is carved from bones, crystal clear, white and bright as snow, filled with powerful fluctuations, and is obviously a divine object.

Bum!

The bright knife light of Jiang Ming, the sword bearer, was like a long rainbow, mixed with horrible thunder and lightning as thick as a dragon.

The bone shield expanded to thousands of feet, and the thunder dragon hissed and bombarded fiercely.

The impermanent ghost makes the body haunted and gloomy, and arranges layers of strong defense.

The thunder dragon can't break the bone shield, but it is as thick as a mountain.

The huge force rolled down fiercely, and the impermanent ghost made a "crip" cracking sound under his feet, and then the land under his feet suddenly burst, splashing smoke and dust.