Text text_Chapter 1935: Is there a way to the sea of ??blood?
"You bitch, you want to stump this immortal with this little skill?" Xuan Ming sneered twice in his heart, with eyes like a falcon, staring at Wu Ling'er, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone
You can rest assured that our Lingxiao Palace is well-known for its rewards and punishments. As long as everyone does their best for Lingxiao Palace, how can the Immortal King be so embarrassed?"
"Xuan... Lord Xuanming, I wonder what contribution we can make to Lingxiao Palace?" Ghost Painter Gulu swallowed. His vision and experience are not much different from Zhu Wuji and the others.
, of course, it is clear that staying with these immortals is undoubtedly seeking the skin of a tiger, but wealth is in danger. In order to break through to the half-step immortal realm, he can only bite the bullet and make the current choice.
"Get them..."
Whoosh!
Xuan Ming raised his arm, pointed at Wu Ling'er, Ye Xingchen and others, and said in a cold voice: "Killing one person is a meritorious service, and the person who snatched away the Wushen Palace is a great meritorious service. Of course, that bitch is right.
Our Lingxiao Palace does not support idlers, wastes, and in the end, if we fail to make any achievements, then don’t blame me, Xuan Ming, for not thinking of your surrender?"
"Killing, is there merit?"
"this……"
"..."
After listening to Xuan Ming's words, many people were stunned on the spot. The Ghost Painter, who had long expected that he would kill someone with a borrowed knife, did not show any surprise. He raised his ancient coffin and faced a sect with an Emperor Realm cultivation level.
The young man smashed it up.
His cultivation level is not low, at the emperor level.
The ordinary 'Star Emperor' had no power to fight back in his hands. What's more, he still took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. Before the young man from the ancient sect could react, he was smashed into pieces by the ghost painter's coffin.
A pool of blood mist.
"Haha... Master Xuanming, I will take the first small contribution first." The ghost painter laughed loudly and said.
"Okay, not bad." Xuan Ming nodded with satisfaction. When he looked at the ghost painter, his eyes were no longer contemptuous, but more appreciative. After all, his strength was not bad, and he knew how to observe words and emotions.
Having people around can be considered a big help.
"Kill..."
"Hmph, you all deserve to die if you dare to go against Master Xuanming."
Bang bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, those who had taken refuge in Xuan Ming sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed over with their magical powers. The expressions on Emperor Huangquan, Zhu Wuji's and others' faces had long been extremely hard to see. Anyone with a little bit of brains could see that.
These people who took refuge in the past were all Xuan Ming's cannon fodder.
The immortal souls he brought stood on the edge of the sea of blood with gloating expressions on their faces, giving pointers from time to time.
"Wu...Palace Master Wu, what should we do now?" Zhu Wuji took a deep breath, looked at Wu Ling'er and said.
"These traitors have already come to our door, what do you think we should do?" Wu Ling'er glanced at him and said calmly: "Kill all these traitors, and I will naturally have a way to take you out of the Yinxu Land.
"
"Really, is there really a way?"
Whoosh!
After hearing Wu Ling'er's words, everyone immediately became excited, looking at the traitors with fierce eyes, and rushed towards them without Wu Ling'er opening a word.
As soon as Emperor Huang Quan, Zhu Wuji and the others made a move, the ghost painter immediately retreated.
"Xuan Ming Immortal, just like these chickens and dogs, is no match for Wu Ling'er, Emperor Huang Quan and the others." The ghost painter frowned and reminded, "And that kid, don't look at it.
His cultivation level is not high, but his strength is ridiculously strong. Even a strong person who is half a step into the Immortal Realm cannot do anything to him."
"Oh? That boy, is he really that powerful?" Xuan Ming said with a trace of surprise on his face.
"have……"
The ghost painter nodded vigorously and said: "Not only the little ones, but also suffered several losses at his hands. Even the Human Emperor who presented himself to the court and the Heavenly Fire Sect Master were defeated at his hands."
"So, it's a bit interesting?" Xuan Ming nodded, looking at Ye Xingchen with his eyes full of teasing, and said unhurriedly: "As for these chickens and dogs you mentioned, if they can survive,
Come down, I don’t mind taking them in, since they can’t get out of this hellish place anyway, so why not just watch the show quietly.”
"Yes, Master Xuanming." The Ghost Painter's face was filled with joy. From the other person's expression and behavior, he could also tell that even if Immortal Xuanming did not regard him as a confidant, at least he could be regarded as one of his own.
Dharma eyes.
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
In the sea of blood, a melee had already broken out. Xuan Ming led his people and surrounded the area. He was not worried that Wu Ling'er and the others would escape from the Wu Shen Palace with them.
After all, in his opinion, if he wanted to leave this place of ruins, he could only go back to the ghost city and exit from the Immortal King's Tomb. Other than that, there was no other way.
"Plop."
Many people were already stunned, but no one noticed that a fish the size of a thumb suddenly jumped out of the sea of blood and landed on Wu Ling'er's hand.
The little mouth was spitting out small bubbles. When the little white-bone beast stood on Ye Xingchen's shoulder, when he saw this little swimming fish, his eye sockets suddenly expanded several times, and his throat was still wet.
Constantly "Gulu", "Gulu" swallowing saliva.
Seeing the little white-bone beast, the little swimming fish was so frightened that it instinctively hid in Wu Ling'er's sleeve.
"Little thing, if you dare to take advantage of her, don't blame me for tearing apart all the bones in your body, grinding them into powder and swallowing them. As far as I know, your bone powder is a great supplement." Wu Ling'er squinted at the bones.
The little beast sneered and said.
"You pervert..." The little white-bone beast cursed angrily, turned around and returned to Ye Xingchen's soul sea. It didn't dare to show its head anymore. It was not sure whether this perverted woman would really do this. After all, this
Women in the Star King Realm make him instinctively afraid.
"Little Yu'er, have you found it?" Wu Ling'er caught the small swimming fish and said in a deep voice.
"Puff puff puff..." The little swimming fish spit out a few bubbles, nodded vigorously, and made a crisp sound from his mouth. Ye Xingchen, who was standing next to him, didn't understand a word, and Wu Ling'er's face
On the top, he showed an ecstatic expression and said: "Are you serious? Isn't it far from here?"
The little swimming fish nodded again, jumped slightly, and returned to the sea of blood.
Only a small head was exposed, looking at Wu Ling'er.
"Okay, you can lead the way." Wu Ling'er chuckled twice, ignoring the immortal in the distance, and said in a concentrated voice: "There is a road in this sea of blood. You can leave the land of Yinxu. Those who don't want to die
, follow me." After saying that, he jumped down.
Seeing Wu Ling'er's actions, everyone was immediately dumbfounded. Even Xuanming Immortal, the smile on his face froze in an instant, and his eyes were full of surprise as he looked at Wu Ling'er in the sea of blood.
Not only them, but the Shura Ancestor also looked dumbfounded. He frowned, looked at the other Shura, and said in a deep voice: "There is a road in this sea of blood. Why didn't I know? Do you know?"