The sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, as if a heavy rain was about to fall. The terrifying energy made people feel breathless. More people lay directly on the ground, shaking all over. This was fear. The whole scene
There is a feeling that the city is about to be destroyed by dark clouds. The mountain guard has already been reduced to ashes, and even the newly built buildings are in danger of collapsing. ()
Several demon kings could not calm down in their hearts. If they had not personally experienced the scene under the tomb of King Ming, they would never know how terrifying the dragons were. Even weak water could not corrode them. Each piece of the dark dragon scales was filled with majestic aura.
It seems that if the plane falls slightly and is shaken, the person will be crushed into flying ash.
"This is the black dragon corpse at the bottom of the lake!" The Jiao Demon King has a dragon body and has an extremely strong sense of the dragon. I think back then, the twelve black dragons at the bottom of the lake trapped the Tianshu Grand Sect's imperial weapon Bianzhou.
It killed dozens of holy kings inside. If the king of holy kings from Tianshu Grand Sect hadn't taken action in the end and activated the imperial power of Bianzhou, these dragons would have been able to pull Bianzhou into the bottom of the lake. [bsp; "It's so scary.
Qi machine, without the imperial weapon, is absolutely invincible." Qian Peiguang frowned secretly. If he hadn't been holding the Devouring Immortal Gourd on his head, he might not have been able to compete with this Qi machine.
"This is not one dragon corpse, but dozens of them. What's going on? Who triggered the dragon corpse? Could it be that King Ming couldn't be revived?" Demon King Peng's face changed. He has the strength of a holy king, but his realm is still king.
They are only at their peak, and this dragon corpse can be compared to the existence of a half-step emperor. Although it does not fit in with the general trend, even the power of the flesh can easily beat them into ashes. Unless the king of the holy king comes, or they demon clan
There are many old antiques coming out, but it is good to be able to tie with one of them at most. A dozen black dragon corpses are enough to make Donglong invincible. Only the King of Saint King can compete with him by asking for the imperial weapon.
"It's over. If King Ming's corpse revives, we will all die." Even the second leader of the Bandit Alliance, a body refiner in the realm of the White Tiger God General, looked confused.
Although he is at the primary level of the White Tiger God General, he is as tyrannical as a body refiner and can fight against the peak Holy King. However, the dragon in front of him is physically more tyrannical than him, comparable to the existence of a half-step emperor. He also has intentions.
Powerless, if there is only one, there is still a chance of survival, but this is almost a certain death situation. Unless Monk Epi comes with the imperial weapon, no one in the world can save him.
"Ho ho..."
The roar of the dragon was heard, shocking many Xuanmen disciples to the point where they bleed from their orifices and fainted. Xuanmen was in great trouble this time, and even the Supreme Elder did not resist.
In the entire Xuanmen, only Qin Hao calmly looked at everything in the sky. He had experienced the power of the black dragon corpse. Back then, the corpse of King Ming and the corpse of the black dragon came to kill him. If Bai Ling hadn't created a trap for Qin Hao,
Given the opportunity, he had no power to resist at first.
Even now that he has become a Taoist, refined gods like weapons, and cultivated the pagoda, he still feels like an ant, a slightly stronger ant than before. Under the corpse of the dragon, the Holy King is an ant, let alone him. However, the Holy King's early battles
force.
The difference in realm is too big. Even he can't defy heaven. There is only one way now, which is to trigger the heavenly tribulation. This is also the gift he prepared for King Xiao Ming and the eleven dragon corpses. Now none of the demon kings can help him.
Because they couldn't protect themselves, and Qin Hao didn't want to drag them in.
This is his struggle with this fateful enemy, and he must resolve it himself, and the cause and effect with King Ming must also be settled by himself.
"It's really over!" Xuan Wuming's face turned pale. He had cultivated to the realm of kingship, but under this dragon corpse, he was like an ant, with no resistance at all, and even no fighting spirit. His heart was full of fear and despair.
But at this moment, Qin Hao suddenly stepped on the void and walked up slowly. Every step was so heavy. It was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure. Although he was also afraid, the Taoist heart in the pagoda could not be tolerated.
He surrendered because retreating meant death. If he retreated, everything he managed and the people he wanted to protect would die.
"call"
Suddenly, there was a golden light in the sky, and a sacred tree stood above Qin Hao's head, emitting thousands of golden lights. These golden lights carried peaceful wisdom, and the fear in people's hearts suddenly disappeared, and even the pressure was gone.
It disappeared, faintly, as if there was a majestic force in the void supporting the tree of wisdom.
"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. This is the Bodhi tree, the Bodhi tree in the West!" Several demon kings were overjoyed. The dark clouds in the sky were illuminated by this golden light and dissipated a lot. Even the dragon hid inside.
In the clouds, the golden light of the Tree of Wisdom cuts off everything, and any demonic thing will be turned into ashes.
When the disciples of Xuanmen felt this soft golden light, they suddenly found that although the energy was still there, they were not afraid. Everyone had a kind of understanding, but they couldn't explain it or explain it. This is the tree of wisdom.
Its power can be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
"Huh!" But at this moment, a cold snort came from the air, with a terrifying murderous intention. Even Bai Ling felt a chill in her heart and did not dare to resist, because he was her creator and she was not allowed to resist.
, the position that comes from my heart is unshakable.
"Qin Hao, you are destined to be my stepping stone. After today, Xuanmen will be the Ming Dynasty, and everything you own is mine." The voice in the air came again, giving people an extremely evil feeling.
It felt like some disciples were even paralyzed under the light of the Wisdom Tree, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
"It's not certain who will kill whom!" Qin Hao snorted coldly, looking much weaker. The dragon in the sky, with billowing black energy, pressed over again, and even the wisdom tree was unable to hold on.
"Why do you have to kill me? Is it a few ant-like demon kings? Or two ants from the bandit alliance? Or is it the third thief, the slut?" King Xiao Ming's voice came again, high and mighty, as if he was
It's the way of heaven, it can kill everything.
These words were unpleasant to everyone's ears, especially when he had stripped away all his money and was called a prostitute. This was probably the first time, but in the face of such powerful strength, he had no way to refute.
"This guy is the one who won the Fan Tian Seal from the tomb of King Ming!" Suddenly the fat man thought of something and said.
"It's him!!!" Several people were surprised. Monk Dian originally suppressed the corpse of King Ming, but as soon as Qin Hao left, he handed over the task to the Great Religion and others, and ran away himself, so the Great Religion also suppressed the corpse.
Unable to hold on, there were many casualties, so they had to retreat. The person who had been in front of the coffin, everyone thought he was dead, but now when they heard the sound, they immediately understood.
"Could he be the reincarnation of King Ming!!!" Demon King Peng thought of something, but he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't guess what was wrong.
"He is the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Middle-earth, King Xiao Ming. He has disappeared for a long time, and it was him who Qin Hao pretended to be at the beginning. It is conceivable who killed the ten geniuses of that great sect."
San thought of something.
"I see, then all of this has something to do with the Izumo Gate!" The second master, who had been silent all this time, also said.
"You guessed it right. Prince Ming is actually the ancestor of the Izumo Sect, and Little Prince Ming is indeed his descendant. His purpose is to inherit Prince Ming's legacy, establish a dynasty in the Middle Earth, defeat the Seven Sects of the Big Dipper, and then conquer
The world."
At this time, Qin Hao also spoke. What he said was a shocking secret. Only Fatty and a few people knew about these things. When the demon kings heard this, their faces became extremely ugly.
"The imperial weapon plus the dragon corpses of a dozen half-step emperors, and the corpse of King Ming who is comparable to the half-step emperor, are indeed enough to establish a dynasty!"
"He is the existence of the end times!"
Everyone finally understood something. Qin Hao was not a being from the end of the age at all, but the Little Ming King hidden in the clouds in front of them. He was the real Killing King.
"Hahaha, yes, what you said is correct. Originally, the Killing King was supposed to be my right-hand man, but it's a pity that he betrayed me." The evil voice came from the air again, and a black light shot out, and everyone was stunned.
Frightened, but this shot was not directed at Qin Hao, but at Killer Bai Ling who had been staring coldly at the sky.
If this black light were shot at several demon kings, no one would be able to stop it and they would all be pierced directly. However, Bai Ling flashed his murderous intent and waved his hand, and the black light disappeared without a trace.
This is Bai Ling's true strength. This attack made Bai Ling's king-killing power shine through again.
She took one step and came to Qin Hao's side in an instant. She was not afraid of the Tree of Wisdom. She just faced everything in the sky. This made everyone feel frightened. The murderous king was not an auspicious thing in any way, but he could actually do it.
Living in the light of wisdom, even though she has murderous intentions, the bodhi tree does not harm her, but instead brings out her fierce power.
Only Qin Hao understood that this was because Killing King had something other than killing in his heart, which was home, so the wisdom tree had no effect on her. If this had been the case before, Killing King would have been rejected by the light of wisdom, and even
Obliterated.
"Prince Xiao Ming, you are seeking death!" Qin Hao was slightly angry.
"Who is looking for death? Why are you fighting with me like an ant? What about the holy kings of the great religion? Why don't you just kill them in the same way? What about the holy concubines of Tianxiang Pavilion? Why don't I still ravage them and make them my crotch?
My slave." The figure of Prince Xiao Ming suddenly appeared, wearing a purple gold crown, a nine-dragon robe, and cloud-chasing boots. He was sitting on a throne, as if the unparalleled king had arrived.
The most shocking thing is that on both sides of the throne, there are two women prostrate. These two women have disheveled hair, and Qin Hao can faintly feel a familiar energy.
"These are the two Holy Concubines!!!" Everyone was horrified. The majestic Holy Concubines who had just left not long ago were actually made human prisoners, enslaved, and even ravaged.
"The six holy kings must be dead too!" Qin Hao said calmly, vaguely feeling that this little Ming King had some big conspiracy.