Chapter 378 Charles’s Gift? Legend Is Coming!

"This little guy is really powerful! Zhu Hong, are you sure this skill is really led by Su Ping?"

The imperial capital, Dragon City.

In that special pavilion between reality and mystery.

Several figures are still here.

Including Leng Ye, Zhu Hong and others.

Several people looked at the live broadcast on TV with smiles. The old man with a long white beard and an air of immortality still spoke in disbelief.

Zhu Hong smiled:

"Lao Feng, this Zhoutian Five Elements Body is the result of the origami man developed by Su Ping and the female beast master in history, but the former is actually more important.

Although the latter figured out the principle, Su Ping had already thought of this level at the time and was preparing to start research. However, he discovered Xue Hongluan's hand drawing at that time, so he speeded up a step.

As for the credit for this skill, no matter from which perspective, it is all Su Ping's credit. I just helped out. "

"It's amazing, it's really amazing."

Several people were talking with smiles, but unfortunately, such words and laughter stopped abruptly the next second in the venue.

In the picture, it is the content of the live broadcast.

The figure of 'Mu Hang' stood up, his words, and the slowly burning blood-red flames made the atmosphere in the pavilion extremely cold at this moment.

Then, energy waves soaring into the sky erupted, and a pair of scarlet eyes seemed to open out of nothingness.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Master Leng aside.

This breath burst out from his body:

"Charles!"

The sound that seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth moved everyone.

Leng Ao is considered young among them, but the speed of his strength improvement is really too fast.

The next moment, Master Leng's figure will appear in an instant.

At this moment, a voice sounded, stopping Master Leng who was about to go directly to Linzhou at this moment:

"Leng Ao, it's too late."

The person who spoke was none other than President Feng of the Breeders Association.

He was also the only person who could stop him at this time.

Master Leng's face was ferocious, and he wanted to break free subconsciously. President Feng quickly continued:

"Calm down! Leng Ao, don't forget, Meng Yao is still there, and what Charles has brought is just a consciousness. Under such circumstances, Su Ping's life will not be in danger, believe Meng Yao!"

"Master Legend is also paying attention, waiting for his orders."

In fact, as expected, almost in the next moment, a voice sounded from their hearts:

"Don't act rashly, I will go there myself."

This voice was plain, but there was something undeniable about it that could not be expressed.

At the same time, outside the pavilion, there seemed to be a staircase that penetrated the space and connected to the void. A figure stepped away and disappeared.

This situation made everyone present feel a little relieved.

Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the situation in the Imperial Capital.

At this time, in Linzhou's live broadcast hall, the needle drop could be heard quietly.

But with the situation happening in front of you, people can't help but feel chilled in their hearts.

Scarlet flames enveloped the head.

Weird and terrifying.

The entire live broadcast screen seemed to be filled with snowflakes and fluctuations due to the appearance of this figure.

Su Ping, on the other hand, didn't panic too much.

Maybe Long Er had reminded him before, or maybe it was such a big event that if there weren't some surprises, it would be unexpected.

"Who are you? How dare you speak so shamelessly here?!"

A breeder standing next to 'Mu Hang' frowned and spoke.

The head that had been wrapped in blood-red flames turned slightly and glanced at the person who spoke, but ignored it and didn't even do anything. He just turned his head and continued to look at Su Ping on the stage:

"Su Ping, it's a pity that I didn't meet you in person last time. Leng Sheng is too tough and domineering.

But at that time, I thought you were just a bait to lure the snake out of its hole! I didn't expect you to be so special. I apologize for my previous slight. "

As he said this, this figure actually made an apologetic bow and fist gesture towards Su Ping in the ancient Dragon Kingdom.

His temperament is extremely gentle and elegant. Although it does not match his behavior, he does have the air of a pretentious old Western aristocrat.

Of course, if it weren't for the terrifying red flame still burning on the head.

Su Ping glanced in front of him.

Long Er has summoned the pet beast, and the spiritual power of the Ray Saint has spread out. The former is a subconscious reaction of protection, and the latter, although he doesn't know what happened, also feels something is wrong.

He breathed a sigh of relief and regained his composure. He looked at this figure and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:

"Senior Charles has spoken harshly. How can I, this junior, be able to ask a world-renowned master of cultivating the undead to apologize to me?"

That's right, almost as soon as the flames burned and the cold undead breath filled, Su Ping guessed the identity of this person. After all, Master Leng had told him about Mu Yu's situation.

It seems to be the same method.

As soon as this was said, the entire venue became quiet again.

On the Internet, in live broadcasts, perhaps at this moment, many people do not know this name.

Even, I have never heard of such a so-called person who can be called the master of undead cultivation. Who is he? Why is he so awesome?

However, at this moment, the breathing of more than half of the people in the venue suddenly stopped.

Especially the previous President Lin of Xihai Province and the figure of the cultivator who just questioned.

They now know why this guy is qualified to say that Su Ping's super-level skill is qualified to be ranked in the hall.

Because the other party is indeed qualified!

Even the Ray Saint's breathing became heavy, but compared to others, his eyes were slightly excited.

At this time, Qin Erlong reacted immediately and looked directly at the live broadcast media. A green vine appeared beside him at some point and instantly smashed several cameras that were recording live broadcasts.

‘Bang! ’

A crisp explosion sound came, and the picture that was just being broadcast live suddenly became dark, making everyone who was still watching the next press conference inexplicably at this moment a little confused.

What happened?

It seems that a foreigner came to the press conference? And this foreigner said that he wanted to give Su Shen a gift.

The live broadcast was interrupted?

Such an inexplicable and confusing situation attracted everyone's attention and anxiety.

However, for them, anxiety was useless.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the press conference hall was obviously heavier.

In the huge press conference hall, a ray of light lit up.

A ray that seemed to have devil wings waved its wings and appeared in the air, staring at the figure in its inverted triangle eyes.

However, from beginning to end, the skull burning with blood-red flames ignored the only holy spirit-level existence present, but still looked at Su Ping:

"Don't be so polite, I just lived a few more years, Su Ping, you are really amazing. If I am the same age, I am far inferior to you."

He has repeated this sentence twice, but no one blames him.

This is enough to show that this person really recognizes Su Ping.

Although if possible, Su Ping really didn't want to be recognized by the other party.

However, with the Ray Saint, Long Er and Qin Erlong, Su Ping really didn't worry about his life safety.

Not to mention the talent of the immortal dragon soul he just obtained,

which gave him a chance to revive. If Charles, who didn't know what means he used to come down, and who didn't know whether it was a clone consciousness, could surpass the existence of the same level and hurt himself.

Then these people could also commit suicide by hitting a piece of tofu.

So, after confirming that there should be no danger to life, Su Ping was concerned about another thing:

"Where is Mu Hang?"

After asking this question, everyone present was slightly stunned, even Charles.

The latter paused, and then continued with a smile:

"His flesh and blood soul accepted my soul and became the nutrient supply. This is the super-level skill I developed from the blood demon, the death coming.

I don't know if you have heard of it? The effect is actually quite good, but the requirements for use are a little more.

Hehe, if you are interested, I can teach you. But if you want to let the beastmaster use it, you need to pay a price."

Such a condition is extremely tempting to any undead trainer, but it did not make Su Ping's eyes move a bit. He exhaled a long breath:

"Senior Charles, I will definitely kill you. I swear."

His voice has never been calmer.

But it has never been firmer.

Afterwards, without waiting for the other party to react, Su Ping looked at the Ray Saint:

"Senior, leave Brother Mu a whole body."

"Okay."

The Ray Saint replied lightly,

The huge 'Thunder Wing Demon' that flashed with terrifying lightning and exploded with enough power to raze the entire center of Linzhou to the ground suddenly locked Charles.

Charles, who had just taken a step, suddenly stopped there.

That's right, Charles, who came through death, was not the real body after all, not to mention that he didn't even have a pet to summon, and his own realm was based on Mu Hang's own monarch realm.

Such strength, what is it in front of a holy spirit like the Ray Saint?

And Su Ping didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him.

He had no interest in any shitty gifts.

He just wanted this lingering guy to get out and let Brother Mu, who was familiar to him, rest in peace.

However, at this time, Charles, whose head was still burning with blood-red flames, finally looked at the Ray Saint over there:

"Little kid, you are the saint who just got promoted, right? Your strength is barely okay, right?"

The Ray Saint's cheek was cold: "Is it okay? Your Excellency will know soon."

The Thunder Wing Demon did not attack directly. The huge mental power of the Ray Saint made it extremely difficult for everyone in the entire venue to breathe.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I don't pose any threat at all. You should be able to see that. I've already said that I'm just here to give Su Ping a gift."

"What gift? Let me take a look first!"

The spiritual power of the Ray Saint suddenly impacted, and the burning scarlet flame was like a candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing.

However, Charles didn't care at all. It seemed that he would never be affected by anything, even at this time:

"Little kid, you are not suitable, or you are not worthy!"

The words with a calm smile instantly made the Ray Saint furious!

The violent spiritual power impact was like a spark that spread all over the prairie.

The blood-red flame that was burning fiercely before was immediately reduced to scarlet sparks, and under the sparks, what was exposed was a snow-white skull without any flesh and blood.

Su Ping pursed his lips, and his eyes were firmly locked on this figure, or rather, locked on the figure behind this figure, far away on the other side of the ocean.

However, even so, the skull was still opening its mouth, and the shaking voice continued to come out:

"Little kid, let alone you, even if my idol legend comes, he can't stop the gift I want to give!"

"How shameless!"

Bang!

A crisp sound of breaking came, as if the consciousness condensed on this body was finally completely broken.

However, before everyone present, including Su Ping, could breathe a sigh of relief, in the void, a gray-white flame, at an unimaginable speed, instantly came towards Su Ping.

The speed of this flame was too fast.

No, this can't be called speed at all. Almost after the flame appeared, it teleported in front of Su Ping in the next moment.

The gray occupied Su Ping's entire field of vision at this moment.

However, it disappeared again in just a moment.

It seemed that it had never appeared at all.

Su Ping was a little confused, and even thought it was his own hallucination at the first time.

What was going on, and what was it?

He didn't even feel any changes in himself.

However, it must be said that such a situation shocked him.

At the same time, Mu Hang's body finally lost all its strength and fell backwards with a thud.

The last wisp of residual spiritual power slowly condensed into a phantom in the void. It was a faint human face. The human face did not care about everyone. The eyes were fixed on Su Ping, and the corners of his mouth always had that annoying smile:

"Su Ping, accept this gift from me. You and I will not be enemies in the future!"

Su Ping did not go into it again. He had to deal with it.

Not to mention that he still had a trump card like the Immortal Dragon Soul.

He also looked at the huge face formed by the last spiritual power calmly.

He spoke word by word, and the content of his speech was what he had said before:

"Sir Charles, I said, I will definitely kill you!"

"Hahahaha, then in the words of your Dragon Country, I am waiting to be killed! I am leaving first..."

The illusory face was just a mark left by the spirit and soul. When such a mark disappeared, even the Ray Saint could not do anything.

Continuing to attack would only speed up the process.

However, at this moment, a strange and calm voice sounded:

"Wait!"

The voice was plain, but it had unquestionable majesty.

It seemed that even the flow of time and space stopped suddenly because of the appearance of these two words.

The illusory face that was about to disappear was restored to its original state because of these two words.

Charles' face became extremely wonderful at this moment.

Because I don't know when, a figure appeared in the field.

This figure stood there, but it seemed that no one could see it clearly:

"You come and go as you say?"

The plain voice and the footsteps seemed to hit everyone's heart step by step.

Su Ping looked at the figure with his back to him in disbelief, and he didn't react for a while.

"Oh, my idol, I really didn't expect that you would come here in person for this. It's a great honor for your most fanatical believer and fan to see you again..."

The face formed by the illusion spoke exaggeratedly.

But at this moment, everyone in the entire venue was numb.

At first, they thought that they were just attending a relatively ordinary press conference. If it weren't for some news that this press conference was very important, some people would not even come.

But after coming here, the first thing was the two big bombs thrown by Su Ping.

Then came the appearance of Charles, the famous undead breeder in the whole world.

Now, even in the last time, this person would come in person.

The illusory, almost invisible body ignored the exaggeration of the human face, and he just said lightly:

"What is that? Take it out."

The voice contained an irresistible majesty.

The illusory human face was embarrassed:

"Sir, I told the little kid before that even if you were here, you couldn't stop me from giving Su Ping a gift.

Now, I want to tell you that even if you and I can't take out the mark."

Silence.

The whole venue was silent, and Su Ping had some not-so-good premonitions in his heart for no reason.

What on earth did this old monster give him?

After a silence, Charles continued:

"As for what that thing is, I can only say that it is related to the Heavenly Tomb."

Related to the Heavenly Tomb? Mark?

Su Ping's eyes flashed with a wave.

"Forget it, I will take it myself when the time comes. As for you..."

The illusory figure looked at Charles's illusory face indifferently:

"Do you think that I can't do anything to you if you come here in such a way?"

"What are you talking about? You are known as the most powerful beastmaster in human history. I believe in your methods. But the times are about to change, and a new era will eventually come! And the essence of the coming of death is..."

The human face has not finished speaking.

Suddenly, he was stunned in place.

Because the figure slowly uttered four words: "Trace the origin."

On the other side of the ocean, in the gloomy cemetery research institute.

While Mu Yu was still looking at the black screen of the TV in a daze and nervousness, the teacher lying on the sofa not far away suddenly stood up, and the blazing red flames instantly spread, almost burning his whole body.

"Ah..."

The shrill howl resounded throughout the tomb.

Mu Yu looked at the invincible teacher in front of him in disbelief. He was like a shrimp cooked in a raging fire. In such a burning, there was no room for resistance.

He didn't even know who the enemy was.

And just at this moment, in the central city on the other side of the ocean, an eagle cry that ordinary people couldn't hear resounded in the tomb.

The next moment, the fiercely burning soul flame on Charles' body slowly subsided, but even so, the soul fire of this legendary undead breeder who had transformed into a lich form before was like a candle in the wind.

Afterwards, a cold voice resounded in the research institute of the tomb:

"Your soul... huh... So you have something else to rely on? But since you dare to come here to provoke, be prepared to face the consequences. This matter is not over yet."

The terrifying majesty contained in the voice made Mu Yu kneel on the ground subconsciously, trembling all over.

And in Longguo.

In the meeting room, it seemed as if nothing had happened. The illusory figure and Su Ping disappeared without a trace.

Only Qin Erlong was left to sigh helplessly, looking at the messy meeting room. He never thought that it would end like this:

"Okay, find someone to clean it up. In addition, everyone who came today should sign a confidentiality agreement."

In the backstage of the hall, Su Ping sat on the sofa. Before he could take a closer look at the figure in front of him, the figure stretched out his finger and said calmly:

"You rest first."

Almost as soon as his voice fell, Su Ping felt an indescribable sense of drowsiness coming, which made him fall into a deep sleep.