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Chapter 1149: The Great Emperor Who Will Cross Boundaries

The Hades Headquarters.

A closed and secret room is dark and gloomy, and the underworld is as thick as fog.

A figure in a white robe is entangled by dark chains. The dark chains are like ghost snakes, and their aura is extremely cold and cold.

"Young Master Mingshang, I didn't expect that we would meet here."

The figure in white robes entangled by the chains of the underworld snake is none other than Ming Shang, the top genius of the Ming family, and the person speaking in front of him is a member of the underworld tribe.

"You are...Mingjie..."

Staring at the Nether tribesman in front of him, Ming Shang found that the other person's face was somewhat familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Combined with the tone and accent of the other person's words, Ming Shang felt that

Shang's eyes widened involuntarily, a guess popped up in his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a low voice.

"Not bad, it's rare that Young Master Mingshang still remembers me, hahahaha..."

The Ming clan member, who was called Mingjie, suddenly let out bursts of weird laughter.

"It's really you, you've turned into such a ghost." Ming Shang's eyes narrowed, bursts of anger welled up, and he immediately scolded.

"What a ghost..." Mingjie smiled coldly, with a pair of gray eyes flashing coldly: "Ming Shang... Young Master Ming, you are still so self-righteous. I am now a noble Nether Tribe, not that kind of person."

You, a human ant who is born weak, are nothing in front of me, even if you possess supreme powers, because my current talents are not inferior to yours, and may even surpass yours."

As he spoke, Mingjie's dark power surged out.

"The realm of the Holy Lord is complete!"

As soon as Ming Shang sensed this, he couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes widened, full of disbelief.

You must know that in the Ming family before, although Mingjie's talent was very high, it was only at the quasi-supreme level and could not be compared with his own supreme level. There was also a gap in the resources they received, so there was a big difference in their cultivation.

gap.

Unexpectedly, Mingjie turned into a Nether Clan, and his cultivation level clearly surpassed his own.

This is simply incredible.

"Hahahaha... I'm surprised, Young Master Mingshang..." Mingshang's reaction made Mingjie laugh very proudly: "I tell you, after I replaced the dirty human blood with the underworld blood, I

You know what it means to be truly powerful, the underworld people, who are born with the power of death, have noble blood and powerful underworld bodies."

"Why do you think we practice? Isn't it just to pursue more powerful power and control everything we want to control?"

"As long as you have stronger power, you can get whatever you want with your own hands."

Mingjie's words seemed to contain a unique rhythm. The ups and downs constantly shook Ming Shang's mind. Ming Shang's cultivation was completely imprisoned, so that the whole person's mind and will dropped to the extreme, and his mind was swaying.

During this time, all kinds of thoughts popped up one after another.

For a moment, Ming Shang thought of Shen Lingjun, whom he had been longing for for many years, and also thought of the words of ancestor Chi Lie of the Ming family.

As long as you are strong enough, you can get everything you want.

But at the same time, a thought originating from the deepest part of the heart is resisting. However, that resistance is teetering under the impact of the ever-growing desires, and may be defeated at any time.

"Ming Shang, with your talent, if you replace the humble human bloodline with the noble Hades bloodline, your talent will definitely surpass me again, your cultivation will also improve by leaps and bounds, and you will also master more powerful power and control

Everything you want..."

"Think about Shen Lingjun, whom you have been longing for for so many years, just because you are not as good as her, you are not strong enough..."

Mingjie's voice kept ringing, like a heavy wave that kept hitting Mingshang's persistence.

In the end, the desire for power was infinitely magnified, shattering the last persistence.

"how should I do?"

Ming Shang asked in a low and obscure voice.

"Hahahaha..." Mingjie did not answer, but laughed loudly. He laughed for a long time before speaking again, his eyes full of teasing: "It's very simple, as long as you tell where the survivors of the Ming family are."

"Impossible." Ming Shang refused with difficulty: "But I can exchange it with another important piece of information."

"What information?" Mingjie asked immediately.

"I want to meet the quasi-emperor of the Underworld who brought me here. This piece of information I have is related to Chen Feng, the young emperor of the Chen family. He will definitely be interested." Ming Shang stared at Ming Jie, his voice became deeper and more obscure, and his eyes It's also getting darker.

"You'd better make sure that the Emperor Quasi is interested in your information, otherwise you will end up in a miserable state."

Staring at Ming Shang, Mingjie looked downcast, his words full of threats, and immediately reported the matter.

"explain!"

Not long after, an extremely deep death underworld descended, filling the secret room like an overwhelming force. Then, an extremely deep voice filled with unpredictable divine power sounded, which contained irresistible power.

"If I say so, can I convert my bloodline into the underworld?"

Ming Shang gritted his teeth and asked.

"A bit brave." The deep voice contained a smile that was either mocking or praising: "As long as your information is indeed useful, I can make the decision to let you convert your bloodline. Even, as long as your information is of great use , I may not be able to reward you with a drop of Pluto’s essence and blood.”

Hearing this, Ming Shang had no reaction, but Ming Jie on the side became short of breath.

Pluto’s essence and blood!

If he could get a drop of it and refine it, he could further enhance his bloodline.

"Chen Feng, the young emperor of the Chen family, is currently in the Zhanhuang Territory." Ming Shang said solemnly, his voice extremely low.

Buzz!

With a roar, the death energy surged, and the death intention also surged in an instant. Then, a figure filled with endless death power appeared out of thin air, seeming to fill the entire secret room. Mingjie was suddenly on the side like Shivering like a little quail, Ming Shang also felt an indescribable terror, as if death was swallowing him up.

"you sure?"

An extremely deep voice that seemed to contain an indescribable charm sounded from the mouth of the high-level quasi-emperor of the Nether Tribe. It continuously vibrated and impacted the secret room, reverberating endlessly, making Mingjie and Mingshang almost faint.

"Yes." Resisting the feeling that his soul was trembling and about to collapse, Ming Shang answered with difficulty: "I have seen him with my own eyes, and he has a special method that allows him to disguise himself as a member of the Underworld. Not long ago, I I also met him.”

"Are there two?" When the quasi-emperor of the Underworld clan heard this, his eyes shone with a terrifying cold light, and then he asked in a loud voice.

There was no pressure on Ming Shang to betray Chen Feng, but the other person was Shen Lingjun. However, facing the oppression of the underworld's high-level quasi-emperor, Ming Shang could not resist.

"It turns out it's him...it's really him..."

After receiving Ming Shang's response, the high-ranking quasi-emperor of the Nether Clan suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter echoed endlessly and stunned both Ming Shang and Ming Jie.

"Chen Feng, the Young Emperor of the Chen family, since you have come to fight in the Desolate Territory, your protectors must also come to fight in the Desolate Territory. Your protectors cut off my arm that day, and this revenge must be avenged..."

As soon as the words fell, the high-level quasi-emperor of the Nether Clan left immediately, and soon, orders were issued.

All the quasi-emperors and holy masters of the Underworld were dispatched to search the War Wasteland in all directions.


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