Chapter Eight hundred and twenty-ninth, the muscles of my muscles are tied to his head!
"call out!"
Transformed into a mighty dragon, the blue-gold scales shine with extremely dazzling light under the reflection of the sun.
The old man started running at full speed with a horrified look on his face. At this moment, he no longer cared about the survival of the Storm Guild, he only cared about saving his own life.
The second soul fusion, the fifth transformation, Ye Ming's speed at this moment is no less than the peak of the third level of the ancient saint, the old man in green. The huge tail keeps swaying, like a dark cloud, crossing the sky, leaving a dark trail.
Space cracks.
"Tsk!"
The Lingluo Sword suddenly appeared, grew more than 20 meters in length, and slashed down. The space in front of him immediately exploded, and a huge sword beam passed across and hit the old man.
The distance between the two was rapidly shortening, and the sword light could completely touch the old man. The old man's body shook, and a circle of laws emerged outside his body, trying to resist.
"Ye Ming, you have to think carefully. Our Storm Guild is not fighting alone. There are many alliances. If you really kill us today, the Demon Temple will be the enemy of the entire Zhongzhou!"
The old man looked back and saw that the sword light had already arrived. His heart trembled and he shouted loudly.
At this moment, he was completely frightened by Ye Ming. Although he was a strong man at the third level of the ancient saint, even half-step supreme masters such as Si Qianna died in the hands of the opponent from the side. How could he
Able not to be afraid.
"Being an enemy to the entire Zhongzhou?"
Ye Ming's expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was filled with anger. The huge dragon body was slightly bulging as if it was about to go berserk.
"I even killed the half-step supreme leader of your Storm Guild, and no one came out to help you. Now you tell me that you still have many alliances? That's bullshit!"
The figure flashed, murderous intent surged in the words, and the sword light transformed from the Lingluo Sword directly struck the layer of law defense outside the old man's body. The old man's body trembled, and the law suddenly shattered!
"Bang!"
The sword light struck down, and the old man hurriedly blocked it with his bare hands. The sword light cut directly through his hands and then cut across his neck.
"call out!"
At this moment, the old man fully displayed the fastest speed in his life and managed to avoid the sword light. Then his energy and blood surged, and the hands that had been cut off by the sword light recovered again.
"die!!!"
Ye Ming's eyes were blood red and bloodshot, and the murderous intent in his body could no longer be concealed. He swung down the Lingluo Sword repeatedly, and at least dozens of sword rays cut towards the old man.
After the transformation, the power of Lingluo Sword also increased a lot. The old man looked horrified and stepped back. While avoiding the attack of the sword, he shouted: "Ye Ming, I admit that the Storm Guild has had grudges with you before.
, but now that you have killed the half-step supreme leader of my Storm Guild, there is no need to kill them all like this, right?"
Ye Ming's expression was cold, and there seemed to be a red light bursting out of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said slowly: "If I don't kill you, if I don't destroy the Storm Guild, how can I, Ye Ming, be worthy of Hua Hai and Ren Chen? How can I be worthy of my dead ones?
Temple demons? I tell you, you must die today! Everyone in the Storm Guild... must die for me!!!"
"boom!"
When his voice fell, the huge dragon body suddenly turned into cyan mist, and the gap between it and the old man was instantly shortened. Before the sword light could attack, its huge dragon tail had already wrapped up the old man, and Ye Ming's strength surged out.
When he came out, the law was violent, choking the old man and squeezing him hard.
"Crack!"
The old man's eyes widened and blood spurted out. He could clearly hear that the bones in his body were rapidly breaking, some bone spurs penetrated his body, and the blood was displayed in front of Ye Ming.
"No...don't..."
The old man's voice was intermittent and his breath was extremely weak. Ye Ming snorted coldly, let go, and then swung the Lingluo Sword past, cutting off the old man's head.
"call out!"
The old man's soul took advantage of this time to escape, but the first thing his soul saw of the world was a huge sword light.
"Tsk!"
The Lingluo Sword cut it, and the old man's soul was cut in half before he could even say a word.
Ye Ming appeared in the void, his whole body was shaken, and a huge dragon tendon suddenly bulged. He gritted his teeth slightly, and the dragon scales outside his body shattered with a bang, and the tip of the dragon tendon was also exposed.
"hiss!!!"
This behavior, which is equivalent to self-mutilation, is extremely painful. Ye Ming grits his teeth tightly, and the dragon's teeth bite out blood from his lips. He holds the Lingluo Sword tightly with his left claw, and suddenly grabs the dragon tendon with his right claw.
With a sudden force, the tip of the dragon tendon was immediately pulled out a little.
"Ouch!!!"
The severe pain caused Ye Ming to scream loudly, but he did not stop moving. He took a deep breath and stretched the dragon's tendon again, and one-tenth of the dragon's tendon was pulled out again.
Every cramp was extremely painful. For half an hour, Ye Ming almost fainted before he pulled out the dragon tendons.
There was blood spilled on the dragon body. Ye Ming's body shook, and the blood disappeared immediately.
At this moment, he had just taken a pill. After his body recovered, his palms vibrated, and the dragon tendon with a diameter of one meter immediately separated.
"call out!"
The dragon tendons were thrown out and tied directly to the old man's head. Ye Ming took a deep breath, turned into a human body, looked up to the sky and said: "Hua Hai, Ren Chen, the five thousand demons in the temple... I am responsible for your death, and today I will smoke
Use your own dragon tendons to tie other people's heads, and use all the heads of the Storm Guild to build a tower of heads and enshrine them to you and others!"
"All members of the Heavenly Demon Temple obey orders!"
Ye Ming looked up to the sky and roared. He turned it to the maximum and spread across countless distances. It could be heard in almost half of Zhongzhou.
"Cut off the heads of everyone in the Storm Guild, pile them up in a tower of heads, and pay homage to the commander of the 32nd Army of the Heavenly Demon Temple, the deputy commander of the 38th Army, and... the five thousand demons!"
"Cut off the heads of everyone in the Storm Guild, pile them up in a tower of heads, and pay homage to the commander of the 32nd Army of the Heavenly Demon Temple, the deputy commander of the 38th Army, and... the five thousand demons!"
"Cut off the heads of everyone in the Storm Guild, pile them up in a tower of heads, and pay homage to the commander of the 32nd Army of the Heavenly Demon Temple, the deputy commander of the 38th Army, and... the five thousand demons!"
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The sound was passed three times in a row, and everyone in the Heavenly Demon Temple heard it. Their eyes immediately turned blood red, and they did not care whether they were injured or not. They risked their lives and killed the Storm Guild and others with fear.
At the same time, everyone in the Storm Guild also heard these words. Their bodies trembled greatly, their hearts were horrified, and they did not want to fight. They quickly used full speed and fled far away.
In the entire Zhongzhou, all the forces that heard Ye Ming's words trembled slightly. The only person who dared to speak like this in Zhongzhou was Ye Ming.
It's okay to kill people, but cutting off their heads and piling up towers of heads is too bloody and unpopular. It can easily arouse the dissatisfaction of other forces, especially the big forces like the Storm Guild. They have been deeply entrenched in Zhongzhou for so many years.
Indeed, as the old man said, there are some alliances, but these alliances are not very strong. They are more like affiliated forces than alliances. Otherwise, they would have rushed over to help the Storm Guild.
However, even so, there are very few forces that dare to do this like Ye Ming. Even the Taizong Mansion, the largest force in Zhongzhou, and the Xuesha Sect, which is known as the bloodiest force in Zhongzhou, have never done this.
Normally, Ye Ming wouldn't do this. He was simply making enemies for himself. But now, he was completely blinded by anger and hatred. He knew that it was wrong to do this, but he still did it. He couldn't let it happen.
Ren Chen and Hua Hai died in vain, and we cannot let the five thousand demons in the Heavenly Demon Temple die in vain. They... must be buried with them!
"call out!"
After the words fell, Ye Ming did not hesitate, his spiritual thoughts spread out, and he immediately captured an escaping member of the Storm Guild. This person was only half-step holy, but Ye Ming still pursued him at full speed.
"Buzz~"
The void shook, and a figure in white clothes hunted, with a stern expression, blood-red eyes, and his hair fluttering in the wind, like a god of death, holding a dragon tendon that was still dripping blood in his hand, and a trace of the tail of the dragon tendon was separated, and
At the tip of this thread is a human head—the head of the vice-president of the Storm Guild!
"boom!"
The figure quickly approached the half-step saint of the Storm Guild. Ye Ming waved his hand, and the void immediately shattered. A huge energy palm pressed towards the half-step saint.
"No, no!"
The half-step saint's face changed drastically, especially when he saw the old man's head tied to the dragon tendon behind Ye Ming, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was completely desperate. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Emperor Ye Ming, I am just the storm."
An ordinary member of the guild, you have already killed the vice president and president, please spare me, my thousands of years of hard-earned cultivation!"
"Royal Lord?"
Ye Ming's expression was indifferent, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What a flattering title, you are the first person to call me that, but you must die. Not only is your hard-won cultivation, but also that of the people of the Heavenly Demon Temple
Cultivation is also hard-won! If you want to blame, you can only blame your president for being ignorant. I have given such generous conditions, but she still would rather die than obey. When you go to Huangquan, please give me my greetings. If
If we can see each other again, I will make sure that she lives and dies!"
"boom!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Ming's palm suddenly pressed down, and the large void suddenly shattered. The half-step Saint's body was completely frozen, and he could hardly move.
"No...no!!"
He roared in despair, but he never thought that the people in the Demon Temple did not want to die, Hua Hai did not want to die, and Ren Chen did not want to die. He had just broken through to the third level of the Ancient Saint Lord!!!
"puff!"
The more Ye Ming thought about it, the tighter his chest became. He felt a sweet sensation in his throat and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
"Bang!"
At the same time, the physical body of the Half-Step Saint was directly smashed to pieces, and his soul had no possibility of escaping and was torn in half by the energy palm.
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ps: Are you waiting in a hurry? Haha, this is the first update, there are two more updates. I have something to do today and I am busy now, but there will be no shortage of updates. I will write until ten o'clock, twelve o'clock, or early in the morning. I will also write it out.
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At the same time, I also feel sorry for you, you bastards, I work so hard, I don’t get monthly tickets, I don’t get rewards, are you embarrassed?
Are you cheating? Are your balls hurting? Give me some motivation, my soul is weak!!! (To be continued.)