Chapter 233 What's the use?

Jiang Ming's hatred at this moment is simply three thousand weak water and can't be washed away. He is a fool and a fool. Forced, let a saint plan in all kinds of ways, but he was in the valley and knew nothing.

But he is unwilling to be tricked like this.

Do you think this can stop it? No, I must get the opportunity to be sanctified, I must! If I become holy, I will definitely slaughter the despicable people in the world. If I become holy, I will trample all the saints under my feet, make them lose all the rings, and no longer be superior and fool all sentient beings. Jiang Ming was almost crazy, roaring loudly, and his heart was full of sadness and anger.

Jiang Ming's body turned into nine and rushed forward at the same time. Each of them seemed to be real, which was not real.

Boom!

Jiang Buyong seemed to have a pair of wise eyes, and the long gun in his hand suddenly poked out, and the bright beam of light ravaged the world like a dragon. Unexpectedly, it hit Jiang Ming's body, and Jiang Ming had no choice but to retreat. Then Jiang Beyong swept away, and Jiang Ming's nine splits also collapsed one after another, turning into a trace of pure energy to disperse the world.

"Go back!"

Jiang Ming looked at Jiang Buyong's cold machinery, with a sculpture-like look and a knife-like face, and his resentment was extreme.

The power given to him by the saint is so mysterious that he is completely unaffected by the pressure here. If Jiang Ming uses his speed in the outside world, he will definitely get rid of him, but at present, this situation is completely impossible. Because one owner is full of speed, while the other is suppressed.

What should I do? What should I do?" Jiang Ming was very anxious, but he couldn't touch the clue at all.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed in Jiang Ming's mind. His expression moved, stepped out of the nine-day magic step, and turned into a small power, just like the purple gas everywhere in this space, quietly sneaking inside.

Bum!

Jiang Buyong hit the long gun in his hand on the head, like a stick, suddenly shaking Jiang Ming out and appearing.

Jiang Buyong seems to have a pair of wise eyes. No matter what Jiang Ming is, he can find out Jiang Ming's body to break it, making him helpless. If it were someone else, Jiang Ming would have killed him fiercely, but this man was a close relative with him. Although he was just a soulless puppet at this moment, Jiang Ming could not take action.

Jiang Ming's heart was full of anger and unwillingness. He exhausted his strength and left the conflict, but Jiang Beyong was as clingy as a cowhide candy and could not avoid it at all. Jiang Ming hated it and looked up to the sky and roared, "Emperor of Heaven, Jade Emperor, if I become a saint, I will slaughter the heavenly court and make the heavenly court never turn over. Even if you are immortal, a saint, will make you a slave forever and live in pain."

At this moment, an extremely bright light appeared in this purple space, showing a holy and peaceful atmosphere.

Jiang Ming suddenly turned his hair upside down and suddenly turned his head. How can there be other people in such a place? The appearance of a twelve ancestral witch is uncomfortable enough, and now there are other people. Are there many strong people who secretly pay attention to all this and hope to eat ready-made?

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, Jiang Ming's face suddenly became ugly.

Seeing the appearance of the person, Jiang Ming was suddenly stagnant.

"Is that you? Why did you come here?"

The visitor is Huangfu Yuanyao, who has not seen her for many days. At this moment, her aura is very strong and has reached the realm of quasi-saint, and there is a faint tendency to compete with herself. Jiang Ming was very shocked. This woman came to this strange world with her and went through many adventures and hardships to make her today, but every time she met, she was not weaker than herself, which shocked Jiang Ming.

"It's me!"

Huangfu Yuanyao answered faintly and walked slowly to Jiang Ming.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming was a little flustered and did not stop him, allowing her to get so close to him.

You should know that his current situation is very dangerous and unprepared at all. If Huangfu Yuanyao suddenly attacks, he may be in big trouble. However, in the face of beautiful women, he can't be on guard at all. Instead, he is a little at a loss.

Is a man so cheap that he is flustered and his hands and feet are weak when he sees a beautiful woman?

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Ming struggled to squeeze out such a seemingly questioning sentence, but in fact there was no lethal word.

Huangfu Yuanyao was so close that she finally got less than half a meter away from Jiang Ming.

"I'm here to help you." Huangfu Yuanyao's red lips gently opened and said indifferently.

Huangfu Yuanyao is so close that Jiang Ming can even feel the smell of her body, and a very obvious panic appeared in his eyes. When he heard Huangfu Yuanyao's words, there was an obvious consteration on his face, but his face changed greatly in an instant.

The purpose of coming here is already obvious. Huangfu Yuanyao said that there was only one thing to help her. That is, to kill his father and let himself pass. How can he allow this to happen?

He stared angrily and was about to take action, but in that moment of consternation, he had missed the opportunity. Huangfu Yuanyao's eyes were like a torch, bright, like a kind and omnipotent Lord, slapped Jiang Ming fiercely. This palm was as fast as a wind, as fast as thunder, and Jiang Ming was shot out fiercely.

The direction Jiang Ming was hit is exactly the direction of Jiang Buyong.

Jiang Ming touched the mischievous purple traces, as if he had touched some taboos. Jiang Byong burst into a terrible aura and slapped him fiercely. Huangfu Yuanyao made a quick decision, and the cold light in her eyes flashed. She took this opportunity to take a step forward and came to Jiang Buyong's head in an instant. Jiang Buyong was concentrating all his energy on Jiang Ming at this moment, and there was no time to reflect. Her eyes were cold and she suddenly slapped Jiang Buyong on the head.

Bum!

Kaka, Kaka... Suddenly, Jiang Buyong's body was like a piece of glass. He couldn't stand the big and violent vibration. It began to crack, disintegrate, collapsed inch by inch, and finally turned into nothingness.

Jiang Ming was stunned when he saw this scene, and then his blue veins burst out, his muscles trembled, and a touch of fearing red appeared in his eyes, obviously on the edge of rampage.

"Huang·fu...Yuan... Yao, you... damn it!"

The anger, sadness and hatred in Jiang Ming's heart burst out like an endless river. His only relative, the last relative, died in front of him. Although he was just a puppet, this was also tolerable by Jiang Ming.

All this made Jiang Ming hate. He hated the woman's fierceness and decisiveness, and he also hated why he didn't have any defense against that woman, so that he was exploited by her.

"Go to hell!"

Boom!

Jiang Ming has lost his mind at this moment, like an angry lion, roaring up to the sky. He gathered every strength of his whole body, waved the magic sword in his hand, and killed Huangfu Yuanyao.

The sword gas burst and swept away. The whole space was turbulent, and the purple space was almost blown apart. This blow was extremely horrible.

A sigh flashed in Huangfuyuanyao's eyes, retreated quickly, and whispered, "Forgive me, please let me be selfish once."

Puff!

Huangfu Yuanyao was swept away by the chaotic air, and a red blood spewed out of her mouth, which was lifted for dozens of miles. Her face turned pale and she suffered unimaginable trauma. Huangfu Yuanyao left and disappeared into the distant sky without any nostalgia. In this case, if she did not leave, the only result would be killed by the crazy Jiang Ming.

After Huangfu Yuanyao left, Jiang Ming did not chase him. He roared with his head in his arms, like a wounded beast, with an extremely painful expression.

After a long time, Jiang Ming stopped roaring, but there was unconcealed fatigue and haggardness on his face. He knelt down at the place where Jiang Buyong died and burst into tears. There was a trace of choking in his tone that he had not cried for a long time: "Father, I will avenge you, for sure!"

Jiang Ming stepped to the side of the strange altar, took out the purple gas with his hand without hindrance, and let him swim in his hand like a little snake. There was no excitement in his eyes, but only an unconcealed loss.

"Dead, all dead! What's the use of getting it? What's the use of sanctification?