The great monks at the Nascent Soul stage are the top group in the entire Yu Kingdom's immortal world. Yingsha has been working in Luowang for many years and has learned a lot of information. He knows that there are definitely no more than a hundred great monks at the Yuanying stage in the entire Yu Kingdom.
people.
Although one hundred people is not a lot, you must know that there are millions or even tens of millions of immortal cultivators in the entire Yu Kingdom!
"There are no less than 40,000 to 50,000 Golden Core monks alone. This means that only one Nascent Soul Stage monk can be born out of 400 people. This is enough to establish their supreme status. It is not something that ordinary people can provoke...Wuhen...
This guy dared to call out the ancestor of the Zhao family by name, and he was just jumping crazily on the grave!" Ying Sha regretted it at this moment, following Jiang Ming, Wuhen seemed to be dying faster.
Wuhen seemed not to notice Yingsha's ugly face, and kept shouting: "Did you hear that? If you want to have a good discussion with my master, let your ancestor come over. Of course, if he is old and frail and has difficulty moving, then let you Zhao Zhao
The head of the family is here!" Zuo Yan, who had been silent until he saw that Ying Sha was scared to death, finally spoke.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"The fact that you dared to kill the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect before is enough to prove your courage, but I never expected that you would be such a stubborn, arrogant and arrogant bunch."
"You dare to clamor for my ancestors and clan leaders to come forward to talk to you? This is ridiculous to the extreme! Now that I have changed my mind and dare to humiliate people of my Zhao family, I deserve to be killed!" Boom!
In an instant, layers of murderous intent erupted from Zuo Yan's body. A cyan rainbow swept out, like a green lotus that made people feel refreshed, but the next second it turned into an indestructible sword energy, trying to cut the unobstructed Wuhen in two.
Half.
It's over! It's over! Yingsha wants to close his eyes and refuse to care about this mess. After all, Wuhen is looking for death. If he hangs out with this guy, he will die early and be reborn.
It's a pity that he has been targeted. Once Wuhen dies, it will be his turn next!
"Wuhen, stop talking nonsense, let's stop this beast together!" Yingsha shouted and rushed out with a full moon scimitar in hand. Wuhen didn't expect Wuhen to be faster. A long spear was like a white dragon coming out of the sea, rippling the surrounding void.
, condensed into bursts of blazing spears.
For a moment, the spear gun exploded, and the sword light was sharp. The Qinghong Sword Qi from the opposite side also forced it over. The two sides fiercely bombarded one place. After a muffled sound, the powerful aftermath caused the three people on both sides to take a few steps back.
Among them, Wuhen and Yingsha both took seven or eight steps back, and Zuo Yan only took about two steps back. Let's judge!
Even if the two of them join forces, they are no match for Zuo Yan! But Zuo Yan's face is also quite ashen.
"I don't know how many times I have killed these two mere Void Core realm things on weekdays, but today was a good day. I was actually knocked back two steps by the attacks of these two losers!" Zuo Yan felt so ashamed and humiliated that he held the sword tightly in his hand.
Immediately it arrived again.
"Qinghong Sword Technique, Second Style!"
"Third form!"
"Fourth style!"
"..." Zuo Yan's heart was filled with rage, and he couldn't help but swing his long sword to kill the two of them. In the past, he could kill the ants in the Xudan realm with at most three or four moves.
But at this moment, both Wuhen and Yingsha were wandering around the battlefield with their own weird movements, constantly avoiding Zuo Yan's sword energy and moves, so that all the latter's attacks failed, and there were monsters on the ground.
There are many sword pits.
Ahhhh! Zuo Yan felt more and more ashamed in his heart, so he simply stopped swinging his sword, let alone attacked the two of them at the same time.
"I'll kill one person first, and then I'll torture the other person!"
"You dare to tease me Zuo Yan like this, you are looking for death!" Zuo Yan yelled. He claimed to be the youngest Jindan monk outside the Zhao family in Jinyuan City. He was a prodigy in martial arts and a good soldier in the army. How could he fall into this trap?
In such a stalemate?
He must use the blood of these two bastards to refine his sword and wash away his shame! Little did he know that what he did made someone shake his head.
"Very talented, but unfortunately his character is too bad, even worse than that boy named Ning Caichen." It was Wuming who had been hiding in the darkness and wanted to take Zhu An'an away.
But he wanted to watch a show and see what would happen to Jiang Ming, the stupid young man who dared to kill a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect and provoked the Zhao family of Jinyuan, so he didn't show up for a long time.
But at this moment, Wuming felt that it was too boring.
"This stupid young man actually plans to break through the enemy's situation and become a martial arts innate. He is simply ignorant to the extreme!"
"Although it is said that there are innate pills as assistance and blessings, the level of innate martial arts is such that if you are not careful during the promotion process, you will go crazy and die!"
"Such an arrogant and ignorant person has no qualifications to take care of the daughter of Taiyin Tianfei. It is better to take away the little girl as soon as possible to avoid being harmed by this guy!" As he spoke, Wuming planned to show up and take Zhu An'an away.
But the next moment his face changed slightly.
"How can this be!"
"Three flowers gathered at the top, five yuan dynasty, this is a sign of being promoted to Xiantian!" He stared at Jiang Ming with a look of disbelief on his face.
Just because three smallpox appeared on the top of Jiang Ming's head, it was a sign that the three flowers gathered at the top, and it was also a sign of completing the advancement of the innate realm.
But that alone is nothing. At most, he is a martial arts innate who has completed a certain transformation. The most important thing is that Jiang Ming is surrounded by five-color spiritual energy, which is a sign of the Wuyuan Dynasty!
This means that Jiang Ming has not only stepped into Xiantian, but also is a terrifying sign of being promoted to Xiantian after completing the three transformations!
A vision of heaven and earth is about to arise! Thinking of this, he looked towards the sky inexplicably. The rolling torrents of thunder descended, as if there were figures of gods descending, it was the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother.
Dongdongdong! Boom, boom, boom! A roar swept across, and even a Nascent Soul stage monk like Wuming could hardly bear it.
"Such a movement, such a strange phenomenon! This kid is not an ordinary realm-breaking innate. If his background was not too deep and his martial arts skills were too special and brilliant, he would never have been able to induce such a strange phenomenon!" Wumingyi said
His face was horrified.
Ordinary people advance to the golden elixir stage and are innate in martial arts. If they fight to death, they will attract mysterious thunder and trigger heavenly catastrophe. But what is the situation now?
This even brought out the phantom of a god, which is enough to show that Jiang Ming's breakthrough has resonated with heaven and earth, and even Heavenly Dao appreciates it!
Thinking of this, Wuming couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that I underestimated this kid after all. This guy's origin is absolutely extraordinary. He is definitely not a casual cultivator. He should come from a certain holy land of practice and a certain mysterious ancient sect!"
"If it weren't for such a top-notch and powerful force, it would never be possible to cultivate such a genius. Among those forces, there is a chance that one can compete for the position of the Son of God and the Son of God!"