"Is this the genius disciple of the Supreme Demon Sect?
You can't defeat even one of my prince's subordinates, how dare you go out?"
Ao Jiang laughed.
"court death!"
Zhao Ming was furious.
Even if he laughs at him, he actually dares to laugh at the Supreme Demon Sect. If he doesn't kill Ao Jiang, he will have no face to return to the sect.
Zhao Ming waved his fairy sword and forced Ao Yunhe back. He jumped out of the battle circle, threw away his fairy sword, tore open his clothes and threw them to the side, revealing his naked body, and shouted: "Thousand-eyed magic light, go to hell!"
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Countless lines suddenly appeared on Zhao Mingguang's body, and these lines changed rapidly to form pitch-black eyeballs.
These eyeballs were like living creatures, moving around and around, and finally looked at Ao Yunhe at the same time.
Chi chi chi... Thousands of magic lights flew out of the eyeballs and shot towards Ao Yunhe.
Some of these magic lights were golden, some were dark, some were accompanied by dense yellow mist, and some turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds, and smashed towards Ao Yunhe. They were Zhao Ming's special magical power, Thousand Eyes of Magic Light.
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Ao Yunhe was hit by the magic light and felt dizzy. He knew it was powerful and was about to use his defensive magical power. Unexpectedly, his body went limp and the magical power he had used in the middle was cut off. He suddenly felt that something was not good and quickly shouted: "Poisonous! Your Highness."
Save me..." Chi chi chi... Before Ao Jiang could take action, all the magic light passed through Ao Yunhe's body. Layers of protective light shields lit up on his body, but those light shields followed him under the magic light.
It is as fragile as paper. It breaks as soon as it appears and is of no use at all.
Ao Yunhe's voice stopped suddenly.
Ao Jiang quickly took action and grabbed Ao Yunhe, but it was already too late.
Ao Yunhe showed his true form, a white dragon that was thousands of miles long. His body was densely covered with holes as big as a water tank. The front and back were so transparent that even the soul was dead. It was already dead and could no longer die.
In front of the sky-viewing mirror, Ao Zheng's body moved, and his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip.
Although Ao Yunhe is from the White Dragon Clan, no matter which branch of the Dragon Clan is outside, he represents the entire Dragon Clan. Killing him is provoking the entire Dragon Clan, so it would be strange if he is not angry.
The Inner Demon King fanned the flames and said: "The genius of the human race is indeed extraordinary, even one of his subordinates is so strong, and he can kill a dragon with one move.
awesome!"
Wu Jin glanced at the inner demon king lightly: "Wait until he kills the demons and he will be even more powerful."
"Hehe, haha."
The inner demon laughed.
Dragon Clan, White Dragon Emperor's face trembled, but he was not that angry.
He is just an ordinary Dragon Marquis. If you kill him, you will kill him. That is, it is important to be killed by the human race.
"Kill my people, you are seeking death!"
Ao Jiang was furious and stretched out his big hand to grab Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming was not surprised but overjoyed: "Well done, let me see what your Highness, the Dragon Clan, is capable of, dare to insult our Supreme Demon Sect.
Three thousand demon eyes, slaying gods and demons!"
The magic light spurted out from the magic eyes on his body again, this time it was more powerful than before, and each magic light had different patterns of rotation and carried different power of the avenue. When these magic lights came together, they turned out to be faint.
Suddenly, there was an artistic conception that was unprecedented in the world.
"Hiss... Zhao Ming is so big-hearted that he dares to practice all the great ways at the same time!"
"Three Thousand Demonic Eyes, Three Thousand Avenues, he is indeed a genius of the human race, he is truly extraordinary!"
This time, the creatures of all races in front of the sky-gazing mirror did not sneer or mock, but expressed genuine admiration.
These creatures have very poisonous eyesight. They can tell at a glance that Zhao Ming has three thousand demonic eyes. Each demonic eye is a separate avenue. They are obviously thinking that fellow practitioners of the three thousand avenues have great courage.
"Zhao Ming was also a famous genius in the Supreme Demon Sect back then, but he was only a hundred thousand years old and far behind the geniuses of the same age. That's why he disappeared from everyone. Unexpectedly, it was because of this."
Wu Jin sighed.
Strictly speaking, Wu Jin and Zhao Ming are from the same generation, and his reputation was still higher than his at the beginning, but he was already a golden immortal, and Zhao Ming was just a heavenly immortal. Everyone thought that Zhao Ming's talent was exhausted, but he didn't expect that there was someone.
Such great courage.
He followed the same path as Samsara Immortal Lord, using himself to control the Three Thousand Avenues, but he was not sure who was better.
The more than two hundred demonic eyes that Zhao Ming had destroyed by Ao Jiang before were just demonic eyes formed by supernatural powers. The three thousand demonic eyes that he has now revealed are his true roots.
Three thousand demonic lights roared and shot through Ao Jiang's palm almost instantly.
"you wanna die!"
Ao Jiang was frightened and angry. He roared and his body turned away like a cloud, trying to dodge the blow.
The avenue that the White Dragon Clan specializes in, the Avenue of the Clouds.
Zhao Ming sneered.
If it were so easy to dodge these three thousand evil eyes, he wouldn't have waited so many years to reach the heavenly realm.
Chi chi chi... The magic lights rotated, surrounding each other, and finally formed a map that created the world and enveloped Aojiang.
"Ah..." Ao Jiang screamed.
The power of the creation of the world is so great that even a wisp of breath can collapse the starry sky.
Zhao Ming spent a lot of time and effort to comprehend every trace of the world-shattering artistic conception and incorporate magical power into it. Ao Jiang, a dragon with a heart as high as the sky and a life as thin as paper, could never stop it.
After a scream, a white light lit up, like a world-destroying light, dispersing the demonic light, revealing the dying white dragon inside.
"not dead?"
Zhao Ming was surprised. When he saw the clouds above the white dragon's head, he sneered: "It turns out he is still a young dragon that has not been weaned."
The cloud and mist hung above Bai Long's head, and a steady stream of power merged into his body, quickly healing his injuries.
Ao Jiang used the protective magic weapon given by the White Dragon Emperor not even half a day after he entered the battlefield of the heavens.
In the Dragon Clan, the White Dragon Emperor's expression was gloomy and scary.
He would rather have not given Aojiang the magic weapon to protect himself and let him die there than to survive with it.
The majestic prince of the White Dragon clan vowed to kill the genius and gain fame, but he was almost killed by a little-known man with one move, and the entire dragon clan was humiliated.
Ao Jiang's injuries healed quickly, and he was shocked and angry.
He was almost killed by a human whose name he had never heard of before. No, if it weren't for the magic weapon given by his father, he would have been killed. While he was furious, he also felt a little afraid.
It's just a little bit close.
"Pity."
Zhao Ming sighed lightly.
He had already used all his strength in that move, and now that he lacked the immortal power in his body, he could not do it again.
"That's a good move of yours. What's your name?"
Yu Mian asked curiously.
"Three thousand demonic eyes! Each demonic eye is formed from a different avenue, a total of three thousand avenues.
Junior uncle, nephew, what do you think of this move?"
Zhao Ming asked for advice, his tone full of pride.
Yu Mian gave a thumbs up: "High! You are worthy of the Demon Eye Zhao Ming. Many emperors are not as good as you."
"Little Master Uncle is full of praise."
Zhao Ming laughed.
Yu Mian said seriously: "What you lack is accumulation.
As long as you accumulate enough and cultivate all the three thousand avenues to the Immortal Realm, you might have the opportunity to become the first person in the world to achieve enlightenment through the three thousand avenues."
Zhao Ming shook his head and sighed: "How difficult it is."
"Humans, all deserve to die!"
Over there, Ao Jiang finally reacted and roared angrily.