The sound of tearing silk was heard in Jumang Temple, followed by bursts of shock and anger.
"Get out of here!"
In the space that was forcibly torn apart by Mingyu, the god-like figure was furious. His face became ferocious, and he stayed there as if frozen. His throat made a hoarse sound, as if he wanted to shake the entire space.
The temple, which was originally quiet and peaceful, now became extremely depressing. The ivy emitted a blood-red light, hanging from the sky, which was very strange. The temple seemed to be polluted by the negative emotions released by Ju Mang. This space
Gradually it was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to breathe.
"I'm here, but you keep hiding. How boring!"
Mingyu walked with his sword, striding around the sky, bringing half a world of light, shining through the darkness here. His tone was gentle, like a whisper when the breeze blew through the treetops, with a somewhat pleasant smile on his face,
It was as if I were here to visit an old friend at this moment.
He stepped forward, the endless law of life majestically crushing away. The sword light lingering around him cut off the thorns and blood vines coming from all directions. The divine fire lit up, and the blood vines that fell to the ground were burned to ashes before they could be revived.
The figure in the darkness exuded a creepy aura. Seeing the lively and warm white clothes, a trace of disgust flashed in the scarlet eyes.
"Let me tell you, Ju Mang, can you do this? If you lose, you will lose. Why bother to make yourself look like a witch or a ghost? Look at you like this. There is no trace of the ancestral witch of wood, the god of wood in the world.
Where has the courage to rob and kill me gone?"
Mingyu felt a little disappointed when he saw Jumang's true state.
I just saw an endless shadow outside, and I thought this guy was still angry. No wonder even his own temple was deserted.
Endless light bloomed, pouring into every corner, and the darkness was torn to pieces. Jumang retreated again and again, as if suppressing the anger in his heart. At this moment, he was like a beast in a cage, always ready to deal with the enemy.
Launch a devastating attack.
Finally, the last trace of darkness was ruthlessly removed by Mingyu, the sharp sword cut off all the thorns, the proud and graceful figure floated like a fairy, and the law of life fully occupied the world.
"How boring!"
A sigh fell from the sky, like a sharp sword piercing deeply into Jumang's heart, and the world began to shake.
Mingyu seemed to have seen a beautiful world again.
This world is the world of spring and the paradise of life. There are peach blossoms blooming on the branches, butterflies flying and making love, streams gurgling like singing pendants, and shepherd boys riding cows with crazy eyes.
But then, the world changed dramatically.
There are dark clouds rolling, terrifying lightnings crackling continuously, the earth is cracking, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are beginning to collapse, the sky is in pieces, the chain of laws representing life is broken, and the smoke is filling the air, which is the breath of death.
There were constant wailings in the world, and countless creatures fled in all directions, but no matter where they could go, they all died or disappeared in this world. The whole world seemed to have become a cold, desolate and dead ruin, without a trace of life.
From the black hanging clouds, thin and dense raindrops, like tears, slowly settle in the heart, making people feel wet with sadness.
"Are you giving up?"
Mingyu was silent, then laughed.
"ill!"
I am indeed sick, or mentally ill.
This is a big problem, because the great power of the witch clan comes from the heart. If the heart dies, the witch will die, and the same is true for the ancestral witches.
It seems that the defeat of the Wu clan had a huge impact on Jumang.
Considering that Fuxi sent Jumang away.
It can also be thought that he was autistic after being beaten by Fuxi.
A smile appeared on Mingyu's lips.
"Since you have a heart disease, logically I should turn around and leave. However, I like to 'repay evil with kindness' the most, so I plan to treat you, so you don't need to thank me!"
Jumang has given up?
Hahaha!
Who is the lake doing?!
Let Pindao cut two swords and see.
Mingyu smiled brightly and took out the Yin Yang Sword.
The sword light is white, and at first glance, it is a vast expanse of ice and snow, the sky and the earth are frozen, and the snowflakes are fluttering, and its power is unstoppable;
Look again, the silvery white snowflakes are turning ink, the black tide is surging, the waves are huge, the waves are blooming, and they can kill people;
Look again, the sword light has returned to a holy state, as if there is boundless compassion, and there seems to be endless life, making people unable to help but let go of their murderous intentions, let go of everything, and return to peace in heaven and earth!
Holy shit, are you serious?!
Ju Mang suddenly changed his color and stopped pretending. If he kept hiding, this sword could kill him!
Whatever is dark and gloomy, whatever is despondent, when facing death, you have to stand aside and negotiate terms with your fists!
The true form of the ancestral witch changes rapidly, with the body of a bird and the face of a human, riding on two dragons. The whole body is full of vitality, making people feel like a spring breeze.
"go!"
The emerald green light in Jumang's eyes was flowing. The scales of the two dragons under his feet were as green as jade, and the claws were as sharp as swords. He lay on the ground as if he had the potential to dive into the abyss, and wanted to soar to the sky again.
Wherever the long whip passed, the mountains and rivers burst into pieces, and the indomitable sword intention was momentarily blocked.
The smile on Mingyu's face became even bigger.
"good!"
After Ju Mang heard this, he felt the words were harsh.
He looked at the peerless white clothes in the sky with boredom, "I am dying, and the past has gone with the wind. Now I just want to hide in the world, protect my clan, and no longer participate in the ancient conflicts!"
"Innocent!"
Mingyu pushed the sword forward.
"You said it was time to leave, but have you asked me? If the body dies and the Tao disappears, that's it. Since the body is not dead but the Tao still exists, then our cause and effect will continue to be calculated!"
The sword intention changes again, the black and white sword light breaks through the spring breeze, red as a sea of blood, the blood tide surges, the murderous intent is rampant, the murderous intent roars, and the murderous intent is endless!
hold head high!
Two jade bamboo dragons flew into the air and caught the sword forcefully.
"boom!"
Blue blood stained the sky, the terrifying sword light removed every inch of the bamboo dragon's scales, and the sky kept wailing.
Ju Mang groaned, his eyes darkened, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He tightened his grip on the whip and swung it out in anger, lashing him in all directions.
The vitality of heaven and earth followed his orders, and his killing intent was endless. He raised his hand, and the spring breeze blew thousands of miles away. The spring breeze was soft, warm, and entangled, trying to remove the terrifying sword intent.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mingyu smiled.
"The vitality of all things? I am the master of life. Whose vitality do you want to control?"
Today is different from the past. He is not the Taiyi Golden Immortal who was robbed and killed by others!
What about the gods of heaven and earth? Now Jumang is no longer qualified to control life and death in front of him!
The Yin-Yang sword in Mingyu's hand was beating. It was very excited at this time. The spirit treasure was alive. The sword had not forgotten the grudges of the past and planned to take revenge.
"Hahahahaha, let's beat him up together!"
Mingyu waved his sleeves, the tree of life in the sky was full of immeasurable light, and the law of life was extremely domineering, overwhelming the law of wood!
The vitality of heaven and earth is reversed, yin and yang are in chaos, and life is dead.
Then, Bai Yi drew his sword.
The sword rises from yin and yang, controlling life and death, with endless murderous intent and numerous murderous intentions!
One sword after another, the sword was merciless, and the terrifying sword intention poured out in all directions, making people terrified.
The two dragons at Jumang's feet appeared again and died for him over and over again.
But the killing intent is endless, and his vitality is suppressed and difficult to mobilize. How can Shuanglong resist it?
Soon, the Jasper Bamboo Dragon was completely killed and could not appear again.
suddenly!
When the sword struck, Gou Mang's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously swung the long whip in his hand.
Clang!
The long whip broke, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing the sword light getting closer and closer, his face became terrifyingly gloomy.
This kid really wants to kill him?!
"Be careful when fighting!"
Mingyu's voice rang in Jumang's ears, and he was horrified. He felt an unbearable pain in the middle of his eyebrows. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and blood flowed like a stream!
"you……"
Ju Mang was a little confused, and his vision was a little dark.
A green light flashed, and majestic vitality poured into the body of the ancestral witch. Mingyu took the initiative to help him recover from his injuries.
Jumang breathed a sigh of relief.
Mingyu's voice came again.
"Jumang, you are very ill. It was just the first course of treatment. I have many supporting treatments. Let's take our time!"
Gou Mang's hands shook for a moment.
"I'm not sick!"
"No, you are sick, and very sick!"
Mingyu is determined!
"I'm really not sick. If you have anything to say, just say it!" Gou Mang said while silently stepping back.
Mingyu put away the Yin Yang Sword, rolled up his sleeves, and approached step by step with a bright smile: "People who are sick will say that they are not sick. Your current condition is very bad and you need treatment. Don't give up, I will help you!
"
When Gou Mang saw Mingyu put away her sword and planned to fight with her body, he immediately gave up.
Comparing your body with the ancestral witch, I'm afraid you won't wake up!
He feels that Mingyu is very arrogant. Even though his origin is greatly damaged now, the temple is the remains of his body. If he fights with him here, Gou Mang doesn't think he will lose!
"I also want to see how far you, the Master of Life, have grown!"
Jumang used his mental power to connect with the temple and capture the mental power of the witches accumulated by the Jumang tribe. This method was learned from Mingyu!
That sword strike at the beginning had shaken his heart greatly.
Now, Gou Mang plans to return this retribution to Mingyu!
He also remembers the grudge he made back then!
Mingyu allowed him to mobilize Wanwu's mental power for his own use and did not stop him.
If you don't win over Gou Mang, it will be difficult to talk about it next.
Although he had no intention of talking about anything.
Because what they want to do does not require Jumang's consent at all.
He twisted his neck, pointed at Jumang, and then hooked him.
"You are a patient, I will let you go!"
Ju Mang's face was dark, but he was not polite and punched directly.
He didn't use the Mu Dao Law because it was useless. Now he can't suppress Mingyu with his Dao cultivation!
Therefore, there is only the divine power of the physical body and the divine fist of the ancestral witch!
"boom!"
The sky shattered and the universe roared.
Mingyu also fought back and punched his own fists.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!…
The punches are like the wind, the momentum is like a dragon, and the domineering fist seals are constantly bombarded.
Gou Mang also punched and fought hard with him.
But he soon discovered that his re-condensed ancestral witch's true form could not withstand Mingyu's fist!
Under Mingyu's attack, he retreated steadily, and cracks exploded in the temple.
Punch after punch, Jumang's new body was broken by Mingyu, and he flew backwards, vomiting blood crazily.
However, Mingyu did not let him go.
One punch in front, one punch in the back, and the cycle goes back and forth, punching to the flesh!
The true form of the ancestral witch is like a paper lake in front of Mingyu, and the light is flying in the void, like a beaten rag doll, how miserable!
Mingyu punched Gou Mang away with another punch, and then burst into laughter.
"Cool!"
Lang's laughter spread in all directions and was extremely demonic. When the great witches at the gate of Goumang heard it, they were all frightened.
"Lord Spirit Master, are you crazy?"
they thought to themselves.
It's a pity that Mingyu is not crazy, but Jumang is going crazy.
The temple has collapsed and the body is in ruins.
Jumang was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes lost focus, and his eyes became blurred and empty, as if Wu Sheng was filled with endless darkness and despair.
This time, he is probably really sick!
Still very ill.
Mingyu looked at Jumang who fell to the ground and suspected that he was deeply autistic.
"If you want to die, go and be reincarnated. Of course, don't go too early, otherwise I will have to spend some time beating you to death again!"
Gou Mang, who had suffered a heavy blow, was already immune to these words. He continued to lie there, indifferent.
"By the way, I still have to return this origin to you."
These words were very effective. Jumang's eyelids moved and he stretched out a hand.
Mingyu took out the Xiantian Bagua Array and patted it forward, facing his head.
boom!
He used a little force and slapped Gou Mang's head into the soil.
"I'm sorry, my eyesight is bad, I was wrong!"
In the land of reincarnation, Houtu silently withdrew his gaze and stopped looking.
As long as he doesn't really get beaten to death...
This is what he owes him.
Jumang pulled his head out of the soil with difficulty. He felt the original power filling himself, and his mind became alive again unconsciously.
"I haven't left yet!"
Gou Mang was silent, then took a good posture and lay back again.
"When will he go?"
This "he" naturally refers to Fuxi, the guy who almost beat himself to death.
In other words, he has already died once.
"you know?"
Mingyu turned his head and looked towards the underworld.
Ju Mang buried his face in the soil and said dullly: "Why do you think I am still alive?"
He is the god of wood, and his vitality is endless, but without Hou Tu, how can he seize this glimmer of hope.
That bastard Fuxi showed no mercy!
Mingyu replied: "Hurry up, I will strike you again before I go!"
Seeing that Gou Mang's fist became hard again, Mingyu stepped on it directly.
"you!"
Jumang was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Mingyu was thinking secretly, Fuxi intercepted the origin of Jumang, and originally planned to create another Spring Wood God for the human race, but unfortunately Jumang did not die...
"Forget it, forget it, it's not bad to be a god to the second master, so that Hou Tu will have an explanation."
Mingyu planned to aggrieve himself and let go of this life-and-death feud, and then personally send Jumang on his way to let him shine in the human race!
If you can't use it to death, then use it to death!
"Eh!"
Mingyu kicked Jumang.
"Let me ask you a question, are the others dead?"
"What do you want to do?!"
Ju Mangteng suddenly stood up, his eyes shining with cold light, staring at Mingyu.
He was lucky enough to survive and was able to agree to be reincarnated. One was due to cause and effect, the other was for the sake of Hou Tu, and the third was for the future of the Wu clan. Otherwise, he would not be willing to suffer this humiliation and would rather die completely!
Seeing his reaction, Mingyu stopped asking.
It's better to go to Hou Tu to discuss things more realistically.
Anyway, whether you die or not, there is something to say.