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Chapter 2345 Are you teaching me how to do things?

"My own Divine Slave Control Technique has made up for the shortcomings. If you want to rely on the magic secrets left by Holy Lord Hongmeng to resist, I'm afraid it won't work. By then, maybe everyone present will become one of our own..."

There was a complete threat in his words.

The faces of Mingyu and others showed great solemnity.

Indeed, this guy's Divine Slave Control Technique seems to have been upgraded, and during the battle, some people did fall for it.

However, the lack of large-scale attacks only shows that the magic formula left by Holy Lord Hongmeng may not be completely ineffective. It is also possible that this guy's use of the Divine Slave Magic Technique is not unlimited.

Otherwise, this battle would not have to be fought at all.

Everyone could see that Ling Kuang's face was pale at this moment, and he was obviously exhausted and even injured.

It's a pity that he is surrounded by those strong people in the Perfection Realm. It's really difficult to kill him.

However, it was not easy to find him, and it was not easy to reach this point. It would be a pity to give up here.

If Ling Kuang is let go this time, then it may be difficult to kill him next time.

"Everyone, as long as Ling Kuang dies, our northern continent will always be threatened with retaliation. Today, no matter what the price, we must keep his life."

At this time, Mingyu said something coldly.

Even if you know it is difficult, even if you know you will pay a heavy price, you still have to fight for your life.

Among the powerful people in the Northern Continent, Mingyu still has a high reputation and appeal.

Everyone came all the way from the Northern Continent to the Western Continent, and their determination was obvious. They had one purpose, to destroy Ling Kuang.

Everyone knows very well that we cannot give up halfway now. If we give up, it will be really abandoned.

Suddenly, everyone stood up.

The initially sluggish momentum was released in an instant, and the fighting spirit was fierce, causing the surrounding space to roar violently.

"Huh, stubborn and stubborn."

Ling Kuang snorted coldly, and immediately all his subordinates got into fighting postures.

These old guys in the Northern Continent were really stubborn. He had already cursed them in his heart. He originally thought that it would be easy to take down these people, but he didn't expect that it would turn out like this. For him, the loss was a bit too much.

Huge.

The opponent obviously has no intention of letting him go, and this battle must be decided by a winner.

At this moment, my mind was filled with lightning.

He was hesitating whether to leave some people behind, so he took the remaining people and left in the chaos.

It's just that the few people left behind are destined to not survive.

How long had he been working hard in the Western Continent to create such a situation? This battle would literally kill off his right and left arm.

Extreme body pain.

"Everyone, I have something to say."

And just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, a voice suddenly sounded.

This sudden sound made everyone's aura weaken, and they all followed the sound.

After a moment, a young man appeared on the scene with two guards.

It is Yang Ming.

Everyone frowned slightly when they saw Yang Ming.

Peak state.

Hehe, just three people in the peak realm actually dare to come here for a stroll, they are really brave.

At this moment, Yang Ming didn't have any stage fright, and he bowed his hands to the two forces, "My lord, Yang Ming, many of you may have never seen me, but you must have heard of the successor of Hongmeng Holy Lord. Yes, that's right.

Below."

After a few words, he asked and answered his questions, and he went up to heaven.

When they heard about the successor of Holy Lord Hongmeng, everyone frowned slightly.

Especially this side of the Northern Continent.

They have all heard that this inheritor of Holy Lord Hongmeng also seems to have inherited the Divine Secret of Controlling Slaves.

Moreover, it is very likely that it was passed down from Ling Kuang.

In other words, these two people are probably working together.

This person appeared at this time. Although his strength was not that great, his motives were worthy of scrutiny.

At this time, Ling Kuang raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming, with a strange smile on his face.

"Boy, do you still remember me?" Ling Kuang said.

Yang Ming looked at him and said, "Of course I remember that the junior was in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations that day, but the senior taught me the skills. Without the help of the senior, how could the junior achieve what he has achieved today."

A person at the pinnacle level actually spoke loudly and boasted about his achievements among a group of strong people in the perfection level.

It's actually a bit ironic.

"Since you are here, then the Lords of Palaces A, B and II of Hongmeng Palace must also be here, right?" Ling Kuang said with a smile.

This kid dares to show up openly at this time, which can only show that he has support behind him. Since he is from Hongmeng Palace, his support is naturally Hongmeng Palace.

In other words, the owners of Hongmeng Palace A and B are likely to be nearby.

After hearing this, everyone in the Northern Continent had somewhat strange expressions on their faces.

At this time, what I fear most is that another force will be involved.

It's best if you help your own side, but if you side with the other side, things will be difficult to handle.

In the current situation, this Yang Ming is obviously closer to Ling Kuang, so they have no choice but to worry.

Ling Kuang rolled his eyes. He had already thought about quitting. At this time, if he could involve Hongmeng Palace and muddy the waters, he might be able to escape unscathed.

Yang Ming said, "Presumably, you are here. You have made such a big noise, which has been heard in all four regions. There are many people outside watching the excitement now."

Ling Kuang opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Yang Ming didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Everyone, this junior is brave and wants to mediate the conflict between you today."

Yang Ming turned around and cupped his hands to both sides, his voice unusually loud.

A moment of silence.

What is he saying?

He wants to mediate the conflict between us?

Everyone was a little confused.

"Oh, yellow-mouthed kid."

From the corner, Mangshan's mother sneered, "Boy, this is not the place for you to come. You talk nonsense and don't even weigh how much you weigh?"

This was not said politely at all.

This is like two groups of high school students fighting, and suddenly an elementary school student comes out to start a fight with them.

It's simply a joke.

Yang Ming was not angry at all, and his expression did not change at all.

"Mother Mangshan, right?"

Yang Ming turned around and looked at Old Mother Mangshan, "If I'm not mistaken, the hostility in your body comes from Holy Lord Xuanwu?"

Mother Mangshan frowned but said nothing.

Yang Ming smiled easily, "It's not a good thing for people to live in hatred."

"Humph, boy, are you teaching me how to do something?"

How dare you preach in front of me even though you are at a peak level?

Mother Mangshan glared at her, and with just one look, Yang Ming felt his breathing tense, and his legs could hardly support him.

But he still held on and smiled reluctantly, "Of course I don't dare to teach senior how to do things, but what if I tell senior that Holy Lord Xuanwu has not fallen?"


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