After hearing what Ji Wuming said, Ling Xiao's face suddenly showed a hint of helplessness.
In terms of talent, combat prowess, and even the idea of immortality, this Ji Wuming can be called an absolute monster.
Although he has never been able to step into the imperial realm, it is just that he lacked a training and opportunity.
As long as he follows him by his side and experiences a few more lives and deaths, he will soon be able to break through the barrier of the imperial path and become the truly supreme being of Qingyuan's contemporary generation.
But when it comes to brains, this imperial prince is probably on par with Jun Diandian.
A little, but not much.
"Hmph, Ji Wuming, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
Ning Zhan snorted coldly and suddenly clasped his hands together.
I saw a statue of King Kong with angry eyes emerging from behind, a hundred feet high.
As Ning Zhan stretched out his hand, the hundred-foot-long Vajra also stretched out a palm, intending to hold Ji Wuming in his hand.
"Boom!"
The sky shakes!!
A ripple of spiritual power visible to the naked eye surged out, destroying the surrounding ancient forest.
Seeing this, Ji Wuming didn't have much trouble in his eyes. He held the ancient sword horizontally in his hand and slashed out with one strike.
Endless waves surged along with the sword light, breaking through the heaven, like a river falling from the sky.
The terrifying sound of the waves is like the sound of thunder, layered on top of each other.
After experiencing the previous battle with the contemporary youth of Huangzhou, Ji Wuming's understanding of Luo Shen Jue has undoubtedly become more profound.
I saw that in the sword brilliance, there seemed to be an evolution of immortal charm, and the divine shadow stood tall, and finally collided with Ning Zhan's Vajra Hand Seal.
"Boom!"
The great river boils and runs through thousands of miles.
And the hundred-foot-long handprint was directly chopped into pieces by Ji Wuming, turning it into a golden glow that filled the sky.
"Um?"
Ning Zhan's eyes were slightly sharp, and the seals in his hands changed. He saw that the Vajra Divine Shadow behind him had two arms growing again, each holding a magical weapon, suppressing it.
"Clang!"
This time, Ji Wuming's sword power was finally blocked, and the wave surged, stalemate with the Vajra statue in mid-air.
Ning Zhan's talent is indeed not as good as Ji Wuming's, but he is nearly a thousand years older than the latter.
In terms of realm alone, both of them are at the peak of Heavenly Supreme, and are only one step away from the Emperor realm.
Therefore, it is not a simple matter for Ji Wuming to kill him.
"You little trash, that's all you have? Didn't you tell me to die quickly? Come here, come here."
Ji Wuming grasped the ancient sword tightly with both hands, using the force of opening the sky, trying to break through Ning Zhanjing's defense.
"Hmph! The princes of the imperial clan would rather have the seed!"
Looking at the ungrateful Ji Wuming in the distance, Ning Zhan suddenly felt a surge of unknown anger in his heart.
This scene is so familiar!!
When he was in the Ning tribe, he humiliated Ning Hao in every possible way, and even threatened to steal the latter's fiancée.
Then, the two made a bet to fight to the death.
As can be imagined, Ning Zhan finally paid the price for his arrogance and staged a classic scene of being slapped in the face by the Son of Destiny.
Do you think he has never thought about killing Ning Hao in these years to avenge his previous shame?
As a stepping stone to a villain, how could he allow someone in this world to be more pretentious than him?
Now that he is keeping a low profile, he is just plotting for hegemony!
Once their plan succeeds, not only Ning Hao, but also Kyushu... will become theirs.
"Buzz!"
Thinking like this, Ning Zhan suddenly took a deep breath and winked at Ning Tao in the distance.
Around it, layers of golden brilliance rise, like a nine-day god
, suddenly came to the world.
And on the Vajra statue, a head and two arms grew again, six eyes were opened, and divine lines were hanging down, and the evil spirits could not escape.
The next moment, he was seen taking one step forward, carrying the Dharma image on his back, and heading towards Ji Wuming to suppress him.
"Finally something interesting."
Above the void, Ji Wuming's eyes trembled slightly, especially when the vast divine power swept over him, like a sacred mountain crashing down.
Even with the divine power of his holy body, he felt that his mind was turbulent and about to collapse.
But, even so, Ji Wuming still had no intention of evading. He held the ancient sword and stepped out of the waves.
At this moment, his figure seemed to be glowing, and a winding divine river flowed at his feet. Although not as majestic as before, bursts of mist rose up, creating endless magical scenes.
Ancient mountains were opened up and great rivers flowed eastward. .??.??
It seems that there are stars and Dharma sea densely covering the sky, shining for eternity.
Gods, demons, great demons, and endless creatures disappeared at the end of the long river. Faintly, an artistic conception of a sea of changes quietly swept across the entire world.
"Um?"
In the valley, feeling the changes in Ji Wuming's body, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face.
He had a hunch that Ji Wuming was not far from the imperial realm.
"My lord... I'm sorry for exposing you."
Dieying pursed her red lips tightly and glanced at Ling Xiao guiltily.
However, the moment she finished speaking, she saw the young man suddenly stretched out a palm and gently touched her face.
A ray of warmth hit him, Duoying's eyes trembled slightly, and his body became stiff and trembling.
This was the first time, this was the first time Ling Xiao had made such an intimate move towards her.
Suddenly, a faint ripple appeared in Duoying's state of mind, which had been frozen for thousands of years.
"It's already very good. I'll leave the next thing to you."
give it to me."
After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao took out a white jade vase from his arms and handed it to Dieying's hand, "Here are some ninth-grade elixirs. You guys should have a good rest."
"Thank you, Lord!"
Duoying's eyes flickered, and he bowed towards Ling Xiao.
"Kill them all."
As for Ling Xiao, facing Yun Si in the distance, Jiang Xuanyi said calmly and walked straight towards Ning Tao.
As the second ancestor of the Ning clan, Ning Tao's realm is worse than that of Huang Jiunan at the level of the Fourth Tribulation of the Emperor Realm.
However, the Ning clan, as a royal family, has a profound foundation. The Twelve Diamond Sutras and Three Pure Immortal Techniques of this clan alone are far from being comparable to those of the powerful demon clan.
"Buzz!"
Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden buzzing sound, and the wind and clouds shook.
A wisp of cold mist rose up, freezing everything.
even!!
Before Jiang Xuanyi could take action, many big demons in the valley felt their blood vessels being restricted and completely lost consciousness.
terrible!!
The chill was like bursting from the bones and marrow, without any defense and no way to resist it.
"Buzz!"
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xuanyi slashed out with his sword, and blood burst out.
And that strong man from the demon clan didn't even have a chance to struggle, and his body was chopped into pieces, and his soul was completely gone.
Seeing this scene, Ning Tao's eyes narrowed slightly and he sighed softly in his heart.
"Ancestor seems... to have something to say?"
Ling Xiao stepped into the void and stood opposite Ning Tao, with a faint smile on his face.
although!
The cultivation of this ancestor of the Ning clan was many times stronger than that of Ning Zhan, but... Ling Xiao had a feeling that he was just a pawn in Ning Zhan's hands.
For some reason, Ling Xiao always felt that Ning Zhan's identity was not just a pawn of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, but... one of the five cute masters!