"This matter has become a big deal." Kaiyang, who was standing not far away, lingered on Cang Jie for a moment. When he saw Ying Sihai and Wu Ling'er, they also looked at Xuan Ming with angry expressions and frowned.
Ning, she sent a message to Xuan Ming and said, "You have ruined their good deeds and want to betray Lingxiao Palace. With her temper, she will definitely not give up."
"Why, are you scared? This hasn't even started yet and you want to back out?" Xuan Ming licked his lips and looked sideways at Kaiyang not far away. His old and shriveled face was full of gloomy and strange expressions.
Laughed and said: "
Humph, she is just a crazy woman, and she still wants to dominate us? The exotic treasure on that kid killed the two immortals. Get it, let alone these trash, even if the immortal king comes in person, I will
Even the underworld is not afraid."
"Immortal King? You, are you crazy?" Hearing Xuan Ming's heroic words, Kaiyang's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "You bastard, we have agreed that we will only take the treasures from that kid.
, will not go against Lingxiao Palace."
"Jie, Jie, Jie" Xuan Ming Weixia said twice, as if he was crazy, and said: "You are really naive, you think that after snatching the treasure from that kid, with the character of the Immortal King who is determined to retaliate, you will let us go.
Two? Huh, as long as the exotic treasure arrives, there will be two of us
Do you still need to be afraid of Lingxiao Palace? Have you forgotten what these worldly ants often say? Immortal kings take turns to sit in my house this year. From now on, as long as we solve the trouble of Lingxiao Palace, everything in this world will matter.
, isn’t it just the two of us who have the final say?”
"Bastard, bastard, you" Seeing Xuan Ming's whole body, he was trapped in a demonic barrier. Kaiyang was also very angry and regretted in his heart. He shouldn't have impulsively agreed to this idiot's cooperation. In his opinion, no matter Ye
What is the treasure in Xingchen? If you want to be an enemy of someone like the Immortal King, you are simply asking for death.
Erxianzun lost?
Not surprising.
With only a wisp of soul fire left, the Second Immortal Lord, even he, had five or six levels of confidence to suppress the opponent on the spot. He was not very clear about how much information Lingxiao Palace had, let alone,
Xuanming became an immortal much later than he did.
"Little brother Ye, my Immortal's patience is limited. Whether they live or die is all in your hands." Xuan Ming raised his eyelids, looked at Ye Xingchen, and said with a half-smile.
"Auntie, leave us alone." Jiang Shan, who was trapped in the scroll, his eyes turned red and said angrily: "It is not a pity for a few of us to die. When you have the opportunity in the future, kill this old bastard to help us take revenge. Everyone
I am already satisfied.”
"Bah, what kind of bullshit Lingxiao Palace Immortal will kill us if he has the guts. If I frown, I will be your grandson."
"And you are a weakling, huh, ghost painter? Just wait, my uncle will cut you into pieces sooner or later, so that you, an old bastard, can't even be a ghost."
""
"Shut up, everyone."
Bang!
Hearing the harsh and harsh yells from the guards of the Jiang family, Xuan Ming's face suddenly turned livid, and the majestic soul power instantly enveloped the entire scroll. In his eyes, there was a buzzing of murderous intent, and he said
: "Ghost Painter, keep an eye on me. Anyone who dares to make another noise will be killed. I want to see if these secular ants are really not afraid of death."
"Okay." The ghost painter nodded, looked coldly at the scroll in front of him, sneered, and said: "A group of ignorant people dare to go against Master Xuan Ming. Are you really tired of living?"
"Ghost Painter, originally there was no enmity between the two of us. It's a pity that you have been on the road to death since the beginning of Shendu City, and you have gone further and further." Ye Xingchen shook his head and looked at him with sympathy.
The ghost painter sneered and said.
"Huh, no grievances, no grudges?" The Ghost Painter sneered twice, looked at Ye Xingchen coldly, and said calmly: "If you had been willing to hand over the Wushen Palace to me earlier, how could you have ended up like this?
Walking in the fields?”
"Ming is stubborn." Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, looked at Xuan Ming and said, "Want the treasure on my body? Okay, kill it and I'll give it to you right away."
"Little beast, you..." After hearing Ye Xingchen's condition, he actually wanted to kill himself. The ghost painter, who was still sneering at first, looked at him in surprise and anger, and quickly said: "Master Xuanming, this kid is treacherous.
Extremely, you must not believe his words, this little beast won't even save his own family, and even if you kill your subordinates, he won't give you the treasure."
"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid." Xuan Ming glanced at him, turned to look at Ye Xingchen, and said coldly: "So, you want them to die?"
"Are you reluctant to kill? It's true that the love between master and servant is deep." Ye Xingchen clapped his hands, looked at Xuan Ming, smiled, and said: "Since you want it so much, I will grant it to you today."
"The Great Soul Refining Technique of All Heavens"
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed, and the bones on his body suddenly exploded. Kaiyang, Xuanming and the others, who were only thirty or forty meters away from him, saw a huge black object before they could react.
A shadow suddenly appeared above their heads.
The terrifying anger spread.
Even Cang Jie, Wu Ling'er and Ying Sihai couldn't help but tremble when they saw the black shadow. Wu Ling'er, who knew a lot about the magical arts and magical powers of Lingxiao Palace, also had a look on his face at this moment.
He looked at Cang Jie beside him in horror and fear, and said in a condensed voice, "What kind of method is this?"
"Huh, huh" Cangjie took a deep breath and said with an ugly face: "Our Lingxiao Palace has the sixth-ranked magical power, soul refining."
"Soul refining?" Ying Sihai's pupils shrank slightly. Now there is only a ray of remnant soul left. Naturally, he is extremely afraid of this type of magical power. What's more, no one knows that Ye Xingchen has refined it.
After the Second Immortal Lord's soul fire, how many trump cards and methods did he get?
"Ah, it's none of my business." Kaiyang Immortal screamed, and the golden immortal bone instantly burst out with a bright light, trying to resist the black shadow above his head, but unfortunately, this soul refining
The domineering level of his technique is actually not inferior to that of Burning Heaven Furnace, and is even several points stronger.
Woohoo!
In just a blink of an eye, Xuan Ming, Kai Yang and Ghost Painter fell to the ground with a thud, and their souls seemed to be imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible giant hand.