A shrill scream came from the bottom of the cliff. Ye Ming smiled coldly and turned to look at Su Ling. It was obvious that the girl's expression was very satisfied with what Ye Ming had done.
When Ye Ming threw him off the cliff, he had already placed a restriction in his body, and not only the restriction, but also the killing restriction. Otherwise, as a saint, it would be impossible for him to live and die.
The most important thing is that even if he falls to death, Ye Ming will not get the slightest benefit. It is better to kill him. Not to mention the things that explode, but the huge experience is a little exciting.
There was no words after that, and half a month passed slowly.
In the past half month, Su Ling finally found the medicine she needed, and with the help of the Spirit Flower, she was marching towards the Holy Lord in a secret cave.
She herself is the peak of a half-step saint, and the energy in her body has reached the level of a saint. The only difference is the opportunity. When the opportunity comes, the laws of heaven and earth will be enlightened, and she will completely become a strong person!
Ye Ming was also in the cave, but he didn't feel as nervous as Su Ling. Instead, he held a piece of dead grass in his mouth and crossed his legs, looking very comfortable.
He was waiting for the arrival of the two guys with white wings behind them.
"They should be the people from the Creation Temple..." Ye Ming murmured to himself.
After waiting like this for another three days, Ye Ming felt a little irritable.
What he learned from the guy who was thrown off the cliff was that it was one month, but a whole month and three days have passed. Could it be that the guy was lying to himself?
"Boohoo!"
At this moment, two flashes of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by the sound of laughter coming from the clouds.
"Haha. How about Hall? Isn't it that I'm a little faster?"
"Humph, it's just that you were ahead of me. Roderick, don't be arrogant." A cold snort came out.
As the sound fell, the clouds suddenly dispersed, and two figures appeared.
Both of them were wearing white armor, with a milky white halo exuding from their entire bodies. They were as dazzling as the sun, and looked extremely sacred and domineering. Behind them, two wings grew naturally, like big birds.
Hall, Roderick, wings, white armor...
With this kind of attire and this kind of name, who else could it be if he wasn’t from the Temple of Creation?!
Ye Ming's heart suddenly jumped. He hadn't seen anyone from the Creation Temple for a long time. At this moment, he felt a little blood boiling in his body. Is this caused by the hatred of the Demon King's bloodline for the Creation Temple?
Roderick: The two-winged angel of the Temple of Creation.
Level: Level 9 (Level 45)
Hall: Two-winged Angel of the Temple of Creation.
Level: Level 9 (Level 45)
The strength of the ninth level is not even an ant for Ye Ming today. When Ye Ming felt that the two of them were of the same level, he couldn't help but be stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that these two guys were waiting.
The level is actually so low.
You know, since he came to this world, he has basically never seen a monk below the Saint Immortal Realm. He has not even reached the ninth level of the Imperial Realm. He is almost ignored by Ye Ming. He is nothing like ordinary people.
Both.
"After so many years, I wonder how this big guy is eating." Before Hall came to the cliff, he waved his hand and a large white bag appeared, stained with some blood and smelling fishy.
"The Supreme Master sealed it millions of years ago, and it has not broken free until now. Moreover, it has a seal in its food. As long as it swallows it, the seal will continue to strengthen and it will not be able to break free at all."
Roderick said.
Hall looked down, sighed, and said with admiration: "The Supreme Master is really powerful. I wonder when we will reach that level of strength."
"Haha, don't be delusional. The two of us are only at the ninth level so far. If we want to reach the level of the Supreme Lord, we won't be able to do it in a million years. It's not just a matter of time, but also a matter of talent." Roderick laughed.
He smiled, seemingly unconcerned, but in fact, he was extremely envious.
"Why……"
Hall sighed and was about to throw the big bag in his hand off the cliff when he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him.
"ah!"
Hall was startled at first, then screamed and stepped back in fear. Roderick was no exception. In his haste, he tripped over a piece of earth and fell to the ground.
"You...who are you?!" The two of them backed away tremblingly, with horror on their faces.
The strength of someone who can appear beside them silently must be beyond imagination.
The black shadow gradually walked out, slowly came to the two people, and finally revealed its true face, it was Ye Ming!
Ye Ming looked at the two people for a while, then looked at the bag, frowned slightly, waved his hand, and the bag suddenly burst, and a corpse rolled out of it.
"A corpse in the Daoji realm?" Ye Ming's eyes froze and his pupils shrank suddenly. He could feel that this person was in the Daoji realm and had just died!
"Did you two kill him?" Ye Ming waved his hand, and a light curtain immediately blocked the place, and then looked at the two of them, his eyes as sharp as a sharp knife.
"No...no, not us." Hall and Roderick waved their hands quickly.
Ye Ming also guessed that they were not the ones who killed him. He just felt that this person had just died, which was a bit strange. After all, these two people were only at the ninth level of cultivation. How could they kill the Daoji state? He still remembered that he was looking through the screen at that time.
Seeing the realm of Taoji, everyone felt deep trembling in their souls.
Of course, that may not be the realm of Taoji. This is a mystery in Ye Ming's heart...
"Who is that?" Ye Ming then asked.
"They were hunted by the Emperor's Legion and handed over to us." Hall looked at Ye Ming and said it almost without thinking. He was very afraid in his heart.
"Emperor's Legion?" Ye Ming frowned and said, "What kind of organization is that?"
"That is one of the three major organizations in my Creation Temple. It has more than a million people and is scattered across the five major airspaces. One legion commander is the third level of ancient saints, and the five deputy legion commanders are the second level of ancient saints.
The ten military leaders are the first level ancient saints, and then there are the ordinary 'Emperor's Army'."
Hall said these words very proudly, but he also used them as a threat as a trump card.
In today's five major airspaces, there are very few monks who don't know about the Temple of Creation. The Temple of Creation is rising at an extremely alarming speed and with an extremely arrogant attitude. Its appearance is even more astonishing than the emergence of the Storm Guild.
In the view of Hall and Roderick, Ye Ming is so powerful that it is impossible not to know the existence of the Creation Temple. The purpose of introducing it so clearly is to shock.
However, Ye Ming smiled coldly and said: "What a powerful force."
Hearing this, Hall and Roderick were shocked, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness rose from their hearts and spread throughout their bodies. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!