Chapter 812 The Stronger Elder Mingkong
Chapter 814 The stronger Elder Mingkong
As soon as you enter the small world, your horizons are wide open.
"This world only has a radius of tens of millions of miles, which is relatively small in the starry area." Mingkong said after some exploration.
At this moment, a foreign quasi-immortal led several foreign sages and appeared not far from Wan Xing Zhou.
I saw the foreign quasi-immortal with the sharp horn on his head looking solemn.
"I feel that there is a Supreme Being in the spaceship. Leave this to me."
"As for the remaining humans, you have to deal with them as soon as possible and come over to help me." The alien quasi-immortal said.
There is a consensus in the world that ordinary supreme beings can compete with quasi-immortals, and those who are stronger can compete with the level of true immortals.
The alien quasi-immortal now only hopes that the supreme human race in the Yuzhou will be a little weaker.
The group of aliens looked at Wan Xingzhou on guard, but the atmosphere inside Wan Xingzhou was very relaxed.
Xu Fan was about to take action to suppress it, but was stopped by Ming Kong who was eager to take action.
"Elder Mingkong, do you want to give it a try?" Xu Fan looked at Mingkong and said. .
Mingkong nodded. Watching Xu Fan casually suppress the quasi-immortal and true immortal recently gave him some misconceptions.
"Great Elder, I want to fight this alien quasi-immortal!"
Mingkong's fighting spirit ignited. A true immortal could not defeat him, but a quasi-immortal should be fine.
"Go ahead, I'll hold the battle for you." Xu Fan said with a smile.
"Thank you, Great Elder." After Mingkong said that, he teleported outside the Ten Thousand Stars Boat.
"I didn't know there was a Supreme Being on board the spaceship. I am willing to take out 100,000 immortal jade to clear up the misunderstanding just now."
When Zhun Xian saw someone showing up, he decided to stabilize it first and see if he could spend money to solve it.
Mingkong looked at the alien quasi-immortal with mocking eyes.
"You bully us as foreigners and don't understand the rules, right? One Hundred Thousand Immortal Jade wants to send us away."
"If my Wan Xing Zhou's defense method were weaker,
You should be happily collecting your loot now, right? "
"Don't talk too much nonsense, let's fight!"
A bright mirror rose from behind Ming Kong and shot out a beam of light.
The demon-slaying sword appeared in Mingkong's hand.
The beam of light emitted by the mirror was easily blocked by the alien quasi-immortal.
"You want to fight with me alone? Why don't you call out the Supreme Being in Yuzhou." There was anger in the eyes of the alien quasi-immortal, since an invincible venerable dared to challenge him.
"Qianhu, Qianhun, you go up and play with him." The alien quasi-immortal was obviously not interested in Mingkong and had been on guard against Xu Fan in the Wanxingzhou.
At this moment, Xu Fan's voice sounded throughout the small world.
"You play with Elder Mingkong first, and no matter what the outcome is, I will spare your life."
Xu Fan took advantage of the time just now to learn about this alien with a horn on his head.
The Spirit Horn Tribe is a very scattered and weak race, and is usually a vassal of a powerful race.
Its characteristic is that it is easy to surrender to the strong and serve them.
All the sages around the alien quasi-immortal were suppressed by Xu Fan and fell into a deep sleep.
The quasi-immortal from the Spirit Horn Clan knew it was over when he saw this scene.
"I beg the Supreme Being to spare the life of my Spirit Horn Clan." The alien quasi-immortal said in salute.
"You first defeat the invincible lord in front of you. If you can win, I will let your little world go." Xu Fan said calmly.
Hearing Xu Fan's words, the alien quasi-immortal looked at Mingkong.
"Please advise~"
The single horn on the quasi-immortal's head began to flash with spiritual light, and a strange fairy weapon appeared in his hand.
"Please advise~" Mingkong said and rushed over with the demon-slaying sword in hand.
When the war began, Xu Fan finally saw the combat power of the number one elder of the Presbyterian Council.
"It's interesting to see that both sides are tied." Looking at Ming Kong and the alien quasi-immortal in the battle, Xu Fan laughed.
"Who do you think will win?" Xu Fan asked the elder who followed Wan Xingzhou.
"I feel like Elder Mingkong is a little reluctant. If you want to defeat this quasi-immortal, you may have to wait until after the eighth explosion." The elder said.
"Eighth explosion, what does it mean?" Xu Fan was a little confused.
At this moment, the battle outside Wanxingzhou changed.
Mingkong was turned into blood mist by the rainbow light emitted from the horn on the head of the alien quasi-immortal.
Just when the alien quasi-immortal thought he had won, a life force enveloped the blood mist.
Then it condensed and the bright sky appeared again.
"This is the first explosion." Elder Serial Number said.
"This technique is a bit interesting~" Xu Fan said, touching his chin.
Mingkong's face was calm after he condensed again. Since his battle with the golden-winged roc clone, he had consumed a lot of resources and finally returned to his peak.
He was very confident in this battle and felt that as long as he suppressed this alien quasi-immortal, he would be able to touch the supreme realm.
As the battle continued, the contempt in the eyes of the foreign quasi-immortal became much less, and the battle became more serious.
The result of this is that Mingkong is exploded faster and faster.
Every time Mingkong is blown up and condensed again, his strength will become stronger.
This continued until Mingkong was defeated for the sixth time.
Mingkong's expression began to look a little abnormal. The alien true immortal in front of him was stronger than he imagined.
Even the sixth explosion and possibly the seventh explosion level could not suppress the quasi-immortal in front of him.
This is completely different from what he expected, but the atmosphere has reached this point. He must use all means to suppress the alien quasi-immortal in front of him, otherwise he will have no face to appear in front of Xu Fan in the future.
"Elder Mingkong, otherwise forget it. I heard that the cost of your technique is quite high."
Xu Fan's voice made the determination in Mingkong's eyes even stronger.
"Don't worry, Great Elder, I can handle it!"
A giant mountain appeared in the sky and smashed down on the alien quasi-immortal.
In the end, there was a long river of heavy water, washing away across the sky towards the alien quasi-immortals.
Mingkong wanted to continue to use his magical power to suppress the quasi-immortal, but was shot out by a rainbow light from the alien quasi-immortal.
"The 7th time, based on this power increase ratio, I should be able to barely defeat this alien quasi-immortal by the 9th time."
"Actually, it's completely unnecessary." Xu Fan said and shook his head.
Mingkong's strength can reach this level, which is already the limit.
There is no chance of becoming the Supreme. In Xu Fan's eyes, this chance is too slim. It is not as good as the chance of reincarnation and rebuilding.
"Ever since the Supreme Master left, Elder Mingkong has always been very strong. He wants to support the Council of Elders on behalf of the Supreme Master so that he can ascend to the immortal world to meet him in the future." Elder Serial Number next to him said.
While the two were talking, Mingkong reached the eighth explosion.
"Elder Mingkong is going to fight for his life, so please ask the great elder to hold the battle for him." Elder No. 1 saluted.
"That's easy to say." Xu Fan looked at Mingkong who was in an extremely unstable state and said.
In Xu Fan's eyes, Mingkong has become an activated time bomb.
As long as the alien quasi-immortal is not suppressed within an hour, even if the true spirit does not collapse, internal injuries will occur and affect the future path to immortality.
"Great Elder, don't take action, I have touched the highest realm!"
After hearing Mingkong's words, Xu Fan crushed the aura containing the curse in his hand.