Chapter 732: His Holiness King Ming

"But since even you said that the news of the birth of such treasures must not be leaked, how can I allow you to live, and what if my secrets are revealed in the future?"

His Holiness King Ming laughed wildly.

It's not you he's talking about, it's you guys. What this means should be self-evident.

It is clearly to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots!

Many monks nearby were aware of the meaning of His Holiness's words, so they didn't dare to wait any longer at this moment, and wanted to escape before His Holiness could make a move.

"late."

His Holiness King Ming let out a long laugh, and ferocious ghosts and gods rushed from all directions and surrounded everyone present. The next moment, His Holiness King Ming ordered countless ghosts and gods to swarm up, drowning all the powerful people present.

A few breaths down.

With a scream, dozens of strong men present all died. Among them are masters of the divine realm from the mortal world, and many immortal monks from Yuheng and Kunxu.

But no matter what background they have behind them, they don't have any qualifications to resist in front of madmen like Venerable King Ming. The giant wants to kill an immortal, and he can kill him with a raised hand.

At this moment, under the powerful attack of His Holiness King Ming, all the immortals around the valley were killed by him. Even though the few Earth Immortals could not be instantly killed by His Holiness King Ming, they also hurriedly fled to a distance.

King Ming and the others still know that this is a murderous person in Yuheng Realm, let alone a human immortal, even an earth immortal a hundred years ago was killed by him.

"It's your turn next." Venerable King Ming's tone was cold, he didn't take other people into his eyes at all, maybe the earth immortals were far from his opponents in his eyes.

"You are really crazy."

Lin Lang smiled and raised his hand, densely packed thunderbolts sprang up, and a few tricks of secret techniques divided the entire area into a pool of thunderstorms for a hundred years. The thunderbolts with no funds fell down, with awe-inspiring power, vowing to kill the venerable King Ming.

Thunder naturally restrains evil spirits.

The large number of ghost spirits summoned by His Holiness King Ming were instantly shattered, leaving only a few more powerful ghost spirits struggling. The thunder of heaven is like a long whip, winding and twisting, whipping on these ghosts and gods.

chi chi!

Green smoke came out from the ghost, which was purified by the thunder along with the screams, and disappeared in an instant.

"Do you think this seat's skills stop here?"

His Holiness King Ming spoke indifferently.

While speaking, His Majesty King Ming's robe vibrated, his face, arms, and all the skin exposed to the outside world were stained with a layer of blue. The straight black lines were like clear and distinct lines, intertwined and flickering.

There are sharp horns on the top of his head, and hook-like scales on his back, spreading to his cheeks. Each scale is thirty centimeters long and shimmering, but they are densely packed. The armor composed of piles of daggers is average.

Under his feet was a ferocious flying yaksha, holding a Zen staff, shrouded in a black mist.

"Extraterritorial ghost clan's supernatural powers, I never thought you'd get the inheritance from a certain ghost clan powerhouse." Lin Lang focused slightly.

"When I was young, I was blessed with great luck. I was originally a mortal body, and I occasionally inherited the great power of the ghost clan. I have mastered the skills of ghosts and gods. Since then, I have been undefeated in Yuheng for thousands of years."

Venerable King Ming swung his sleeves, and two thick pillars of black mist gushed out from the sleeves, exhaling majesticly with terrifying corrosive power.

Surrounded by this corrosive force, His Holiness King Ming brazenly launched an attack on Lin Lang.

"So what?"

The green awn in Lin Lang's eyes soared, and a Gengjin Sword Qi popped out from his fingers, rising in the wind, and immediately turned into a golden long sword tens of meters long, cutting across the sky.

The Zen stick collided with the Gengjin sword energy, and there was a deafening bang, the Zen stick vibrated, leaving a shallow sword mark on the stick, corresponding to the dissipation of the Gengjin sword energy.

After all, it's just a spell, and it's pretty good to be able to leave a notch on the Zen stick.

Lin Lang raised his hand again, making his hands into flowers, and his spiritual power circulated. At this moment, dozens of Gengjin sword qi popped out. Gengjin sword energy is transformed from spiritual power, supplemented by secret techniques, so it is extremely powerful.

And under Lin Lang's precise control, dozens of Gengjin sword qi no longer manifested into a golden sword, but overlapped, merged into one during the flight, and slashed down!

Jingle Bell!

The Venerable King Ming waved his Zen stick, and unleashed a series of mystical and supernatural powers, covering the heaven and the earth. Dozens of Daogengjin sword qi hit the Zen staff at the same time, and it was even better to land on the same position.

Click!

Even if the Zen stick is an extraordinary spiritual weapon, it can be broken into two pieces under the precise strike of dozens of Gengjin sword qi.

Evil spirits belong to yin, while Gengjin sword qi corresponds to yang, one yin and one yang, and when the two collide, they can only annihilate each other and cancel each other out. When the power is exhausted, the spiritual weapon will also shatter.

"It's a bit tricky."

Venerable King Ming waved his arms, and the two black mist pillars near his sleeves quickly condensed, and the heads condensed into two ferocious ghost heads, biting in all directions, and holding up countless air waves.

The heads of those two ghosts were like living ghosts, they were ferocious, their fangs and teeth gnawed at the sky. Lin Lang stepped forward, with gold overflowing from his hand, and shot out a series of powerful and frightening supernatural powers, smashing the ghost's head.

Boom boom boom!

His Holiness King Ming took a big step back, unable to hide his shock. It was only after he had actually fought Lin Lang that he realized that the other party's cultivation level was no less than his, and there were even faint signs of surpassing him.

A strong man who can rival the giants!

When did such a series of powerhouses appear in the mortal world? His Majesty King Ming didn't dare to be negligent, because he also knew that if there were any mistakes in this battle, even he might be defeated.

He didn't dare to be negligent, and carefully took out a gray god statue from his arms, about the size of a palm, with a ghost and god riding a blue-faced fang-toothed beast on the base.

The person on the statue is basically the same as a human being, with a height of seven feet, but it looks extremely evil and frightening.

As soon as it appeared, the ghosts and gods on the statue seemed to come alive, opened their mouths, and swallowed the aura of heaven and earth. The trees withered and the mountains had no flowers, and a large amount of energy and aura were swallowed by the statue.

Even the few Earth Immortals who were far away in the sky felt that their souls were shaken for a while, and the essence of life was quietly being lost.

This statue of ghosts and gods is the capital of King Ming's establishment. It was precisely because of a coincidence that he got this statue back then. Since then, he has embarked on the journey of immortality, and even became a giant in the end, understanding the way of the undead.

"Sacrifice to ghosts and gods!"

His Holiness King Ming spoke loudly, chanted Sanskrit, and chanted demonic ballads loudly, and the clear sky of thousands of miles instantly became extremely dark, as if covered by an inexplicable force.

From the sky, poke a head down.

The appearance is exactly the same as that of the man on the statue of ghosts and gods. The phantom that manifests is hundreds of meters in size, and a hurricane is set off around it. Wherever it passes, all living things are swept away.

On the ground, the essence of many strong corpses was lost, and when the wind blew, the flesh and bones turned into white bones, which were very fragile.

A gust of wind blew it away.

In the sky, those Earth Immortals who hadn't gone far were shrouded in it, the essence of life was running at a hundred times the flow speed, and the faces of the few people were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

finally.

They fell from the sky and turned into sick old men with wrinkled skin. Even if they had realms, they might not be able to exert half of their strength.

"You also become part of the sacrifice!"

King Ming roared.

The deadly hurricane will instantly envelope it.

"Ok?"

Lin Lang naturally also felt that this statue was very strange, even the fire of his soul, who possessed the body of heaven, was almost extinguished.

Perhaps it was also because of the body of heaven that saved his life.