311, Yanzu and the explosion

The feast of killing slowly kicked off at this time. Indescribable scenes, blood and flesh are flying in the air. Like cutting melons and cutting vegetables, it is undoubtedly their heads to say that this part of the body of the Hirant family is the most complete. The people who killed a small part of the Hilante family looked at the gorgeous hall, but they were a little unhappy.

The bloody wind exudes an extremely fierce momentum. The wind passes, and the hall dies! In less than a second, the whole hall directly turned into ruins, and the power of a wind was so horrible. But the ancestor's face was ashes. She wanted to get her own plan for so long that she killed Cheng Yaojin halfway. What the hell is going on? The most aggrieved thing is that his body could not move, as if there were invisible shackles on his body, so that he could not move.

What kind of power is it? The ancestors really didn't know that the strong man who could make his world unable to move his body. What a strong strength, demigod, or god. But the ancestors did not think about this anymore. God is already the highest level that the ancestors learned. The killing continues slowly. Ming is enjoying such a killing, but these people can't sit back and be killed like this.

All kinds of attacks bloom like gorgeous fireworks. However, it bloomed to the place where the underworld was, but an unbelievably scene appeared. All attacks are still about ten centimeters away from Ming. A wave of light blue ripples spread from the center of the underworld. Wherever the ripples went, the attack was extinguished in an instant! Whether it is nine-star level or ten-star level strength, it will be wiped out by this horrible light blue ripples!

There is no scene more horrible than such a scene, as if fire meets water and nemesis. Everyone's attack has no effect. In everyone's eyes, it is not a person, but a demon, a murderous and horrible demon. Everyone's hearts had already been filled with fear, but they saw the scattered heads on the ground. I don't know where the courage came from. The first person took the lead, and a group of people responded. There is a kind of person in this world who will never have more or less.

That's the person who followed the flow. One person roared and said, "Everyone is fighting. Maybe there is still a glimmer of life. Summon the ancestors with the method of blood sacrifice!" Hearing the man's roar, one person retorted, "The method of blood sacrifice cannot be used unless you have to. After all, this can only be summoned with 80% of the lives of my Hilant family! Once summoned, my Hilant family will destroy the clan. The man snorted coldly, "Now I'm still soft-hearted. I really want to laugh and laugh loudly. You think this guy will let us go and those people in the family mansion. No, this guy won't be like this. It's better to fight instead of waiting for death!"

This person's words immediately stirred the hearts of the people around him. One by one, they began to agree with this method, but Ming did not pay attention to the dialogue of these people at all. The sickle in his hand was like a demon in the abyss, returning from endless hell and killing people! One by one, their heads fell to the ground silently, and hell might be like this. Seeing the appearance of the underworld like a god, everyone did not hesitate. They bit their fingers one by one and said mysterious words in their mouths.

In a moment, a drop of blood gushed out of their fingers. Finally, less than 300 of the Hilant family elites were still alive, and their blood turned into a big "death" word! This word has just appeared, the residence of the Hilant family. The blood in the bodies of countless ethnic groups seems to be injected into their bodies with huge syringes and extracted crazily. In the blink of an eye, all the blood in their bodies was extracted clean.

People can only use these two words to describe the dense and frightening corpses on the ground. Those surviving Hilant people suddenly looked at each other. Everyone knows that this is the method of blood sacrifice. Countless blood disappeared there, but it was gorgeous in the hall. The blood emitted by the big word "death" is more and more dazzling. Ming looked at the "dead word" shining with blood with great interest

And at this time, the word suddenly burst! The big word "death" actually bloomed like blood. At this time, an ancient roar slowly sounded. Ming frowned slightly, but there was no tension or fear. In his eyes, this ancestral spirit was nothing.

However, the sound of the remnant soul in Ming's mind slowly sounded: "Don't underestimate this thing. If you are lucky, you may really make a lot of trouble." Ming asked doubtfully, "What on earth is this thing? What on earth is the ancestral spirit in their mouth? The remnant soul replied weakly, "The so-called ancestral spirit is the ancestor of some kind of warcraft, the ancestor of a certain race. Although their ancestors died, their souls were immortal. It can be summoned in special ways. For example, here, the Hilant family is the ancestral spirit summoned by the method of blood sacrifice. If you have a good tone, you can summon powerful ancestral spirits. If you are unlucky, you will summon weak ancestral spirits.

At this time, the whole hall should not be said to be the whole ruins. A shocking energy fluctuation spread around like a ripple, and the people of the Hilant family spit out a mouthful of blood just by the energy fluctuation. At this time, the change suddenly rose, and the black and endless black flames burned the whole sky. And the soul said in a little surprised tone, "It seems that your luck is really bad. It's not easy to see this movement. If there is nothing wrong, it should be the ancestor of all the flames in this unknown world, Yanzu!"

As the remnant soul said, the black flame in front of us is the ancestor of all flames. At this time, the endless black flame gradually began to beat regularly, like the human heart, strange, simply strange to the extreme. Those Hilant family almost tacitly wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with the corners of their clothes, but there was a burst of joy in their hearts. This sacrifice summoned something extraordinary, and even the unmovable ancestor showed an extremely surprised look.

In disbelief, he said in a voice that only he could hear: "The spirit of Yanzu, tut, this time the luck is really good. This boy is dead. Even if I face Yanzu, there is only one way to die. Because Yanzu himself is a god-like realm, the strength of the spirit of Yanzu at this time is not as powerful as that of a god, but it also has the appearance of a demigod. Seeing this spirit of Yanzu, the original surprise turned into extremely refreshing.

Seeing the death of the underworld is the most urgent thing for the ancestors today. This guy ruined his plan and not only killed 80% of the Hilant family. All of them are used for sacrifice. How can this not make the ancestors angry! Unhappy! In the void, endless black flames beat strangely. After about three minutes, Ming did not intend to act rashly. Just standing here quietly, the black flames gradually gathered together.

Suddenly, a black villain less than one meter appeared in front of Ming. The black flame turned into a villain and looked at Ming with extremely fierce eyes. Without saying anything, Ming asked the remnant soul, "Does this spirit of Yanzu have its own wisdom?" The remnant soul replied with great certainty, "Absolutely no, it's just a wisp of soul. You can only rely on your own instinct to act, but Yanzu is still a little troublesome. Take care of yourself.

Take a deep breath, but there is not much pressure. This transcends the god-like realm and is the most different from God. Ming can control all forces and exert all forces to the maximum extent. At this time, Ming's right palm waved casually, and suddenly the water element of the air suddenly fluctuated. In an instant, an extremely pure water element appeared in the void. For a moment, the whole void was covered with dense foam.

These foams are almost all composed of water elements, and the black flame villain. In his hand, he held a black flame dagger that exuded murderous intent, and his indifferent eyes were mixed with ancient breath. He is worthy of being the ancestor of Yan, the ancestor of all flames. The eyes were mixed with a desolate and ancient atmosphere, and suddenly there was a chilling feeling. The Yanzuhu's eyes revealed a murderous intention, and Ming's body had moved.

did not immediately attack this Yanzu, but rushed directly into the bubble. Countless foams touched the underworld, and the armor of water tightly protected the underworld's body. However, Ming's right palm was tightly glued by a swirling water, as if it were absorbing iron stones. At this moment, he took a deep breath and was as thunderous. The right palm waved high into the void, and a huge column of water spewed out of the whirlpool.

The water column spewed out thickly and quickly, and Yanzu's eyes were still cold. Without a trace of fear, the water column appeared in front of Yanzu in an instant. Cut, just from top to bottom. Without too many complicated skills, it is just like those who have learned how to make swords. Simple and fast attack is something that beginners need to learn from the beginning. However, this seemingly simple attack of Yanzu is simplified by complexity. Wave the black flame sword from top to bottom, the fierce flame wrapped around the sword.

But it gradually became more, when the long sword cut into the water column. The black flame on the long sword spewed silently, and the fire was as powerful as the sky. This huge column of water has not even touched the corner of Yanzu's clothes. It was abruptly evaporated by this domineering black flame. Maybe only Ming knew how high the temperature should be. No one can imagine the power contained in this seemingly weak water column.

There is no unhappiness, which seems to be expected by Ming. At this time, Ming's body suddenly accelerated, and his body rushed directly to Yanzu. Yanzu was not afraid at all and almost subconsciously waved the black flame sword in his hand. The target is the head of the underworld, and there is no dodge! Just as the black sword was about to touch the head of the underworld, I don't know when a water-blue shield appeared in front of the black sword.

It was like meeting a stubborn stone, and a crisp sound slowly sounded. It seems that this black flame sword is not a shield, but a huge hard stone. At this time, Ming slowly raised his right hand, and the vortex-like water finally began to change. Ming's right palm, both palm and finger, is covered with water spikes. The fiercely waved right palm could faintly hear bursts of air friction.

At this time, countless water spikes attacked Yanzu. Ming did not stop the attack, but intensified the attack. He sneered and said, "Let you see what kind of power I have beyond God!" At this time, Ming directly abandoned the speed of water, and the mysterious whirlpool water flow in the palm of his hand also disappeared. Those spikes are just used to harass Yanzu and buy time for his release. Once released, even if Yanzu is still alive, he will never escape death.

Not to mention that there is only one wisp of soul, once infected with the attack of the underworld, there is only a dead end. And there is no wisdom, only the instinctive Yanzu knows so much. Just instinctively waved the black flame sword in his hand. Attacking like endless thorns of water in the void, Ming has closed his eyes. One minute, three minutes, ten minutes.

The countless water spikes were destroyed by Yanzu in the eleventh minute. Seeing that Yanzu's black flame sword was about to cut into the head, Ming, who closed his eyes, finally opened his eyes at this critical moment. A vast and righteous force emanated from around the underworld, and countless white light clusters appeared in the air.

At this time, countless white light masses in the void gradually turned into a mirror no larger than the palm of the hand. Although this mirror is small, the number is incomparing. Roughly calculated, there are also thousands of faces. In an instant, the cracking sound of all the white mirrors suddenly sounded. White silk threads with thick hair are swimming in the air like a spirit snake. The indifferent eyes gradually turned golden. At this time, Ming's eyes burst into a palpitating light.

The strong light blooms a golden flower at the moment of encountering the air. The whole void has become a world like a sea of flowers, a golden world. The white silk thread rushed wildly into the golden flower like a shark that smelled blood.

"Bum! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of devastating explosions suddenly sounded, which was horrible and extremely horrible. The white silk thread just penetrated into the golden flower, causing such a terrible explosion! The explosion of the chain reaction, the whole space is like an explosive barrel, which is frightening. The air waves, like endless waves of years, spread around.

And Yanzu's body has been torn apart, and this powerful Yanzu seems to be easily killed by Ming. It took a long time for the waves to gradually calm down, and the underworld stood silently on the void, as if nothing had happened. It seemed that what had nothing to do with Ming just now. Ming turned around and didn't look at the fragmented Yanzu. Head! Head! Head!

The rest of the Hilant family are still as cruel as cutting melons and vegetables. The tied Farrow's face was ashes, and he didn't expect that Ming would really be so powerful. Even Yanzu was easily killed by him. I can't believe it. Farrow really can't believe it. But the truth was in front of him, and he didn't believe it. The rest of the people cut off their heads in person with a sickle and a sickle.

There are dead bodies and heads everywhere. At this time, Ming's right hand slowly raised, and countless heads slowly floated in the void. At this time, the spiritual power as wide as the sea spread to the whole emperor. After finding the mansion of the Hilant family, the spirit turned into a needle and directly integrated into the body of the Hilant family. A body was scattered all over the Hilant family mansion, and the whole Hilant family, including the servants of the Hilant family, were killed by the fine needles turned into spiritual power.

After all this, the heads floating in the air were gradually built into human head towers. At this time, Ming looked at the ancestor and said coldly, "It's your turn!" After saying that, there was no hesitation. The power of destruction was injected into the bloody sickle, and the sickle suddenly waved. The head of the ancestor was cut off directly, and the power of destruction made the ancestor die no longer.

Ming casually threw his head on the head tower. Ming looked at Farrow and said with a smile, "You are the last one to die. You should be very happy. Your death made the whole Hilant family bury you, isn't it interesting? Crazy, Farrow is completely crazy. He roared like a madman and said, 'Devil, demon, you are the devil! Get out of here, get out of here!" Before Faro finished speaking, the sickle had arrived. In a blink of an eye, Farrow's head gradually lay on the ground.

After killing Farrow, the magic barrier in his heart fluttered with the wind. He took Farrow's head in his right hand and abandoned it high. At the top of the head tower is Farrow's head. At this time, Ming did not immediately go to the spiritual realm, but sat on the head tower. The tone was a little lonely and said, "It's over, and it's almost over. After killing the man who regarded me as a pawn, I went to those famous worlds to find my mother's resurrection method, and then live a quiet life with my mother and Dith. That's all I want.

After saying that, Ming took a deep breath and said to the remnant soul, "It's time to go! I hope I can kill that bastard." The remnant soul said with a wry smile, "I hope so too."