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Eight hundred and ninety-first chapter Xiong Kui's death

"Quickly enter the stone steps of the ladder to heaven!"

The strong young men at the head of each department gave vague orders, shouted loudly, and led the crowd to rush into the shadow of the stone steps. After a vague flash, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You are so petty!"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly. He couldn't wait to show his hostility now, and wanted to consume the strength of two people outside. It was really too impetuous, "Huh?"

Just as he was about to step onto the stone steps, Wu Ming suddenly spotted a familiar yet unfamiliar figure from the corner of his eye, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

It was a short, skinny, almost skinny figure. There was no sparkle in his eyes. He could only numbly inject his own blood into the chain in his hand. His gray hair was covered with soil, and he moved slowly like a walking zombie.

"Xiong Kui!"

Although he couldn't connect it with the plump and round figure in his impression, Wu Ming still recognized him at a glance. He was indeed Xiong Kui.

As one of the first batch of warriors to sign the Blood Book Spiritual Contract, Wu Ming was also one of the death row prisoners he met in the sky prison when he first entered the capital. The traces of tattoos peeled off by secret techniques on his body were all too familiar.

After all, this method still cost a lot of money, and it was purchased through Jia Zhengjing's channels. At that time, it almost wiped out all the money that had been saved with great difficulty. Wu Ming even witnessed the process with his own eyes.

That kind of process is almost as good as skinning and cramping. Even those with a strong heart would be frightened after watching it, but Xiong Kui and others persevered without any regrets.

Another point is that Xiong Kui refined a piece of Xiongman's secret bone that Wu Ming obtained in Youxia Ridge. Judging from the vague scars on the shoulder blades on its back, it can be seen that it must have been left recently and was dug out.

"Your Majesty, I, the old bear, have been gifted by you and your Majesty. There will be one day in this life when I can go back to my hometown to see my hometown. I will wait until I go home and know how I am doing, and then I can come back and serve the prince!"

Xiong Kui's silly farewell from a few years ago flashed through his mind. Occasionally when he used the blood book spirit contract, he would also think of this death row member who was the most loyal to Lu Bing.

Never would he have imagined that he was not coveting his own comfort zone, but instead became a prisoner again!

"You go in first!"

Wu Ming glanced at the stone steps of the ladder, waved his hand casually, and under the astonished gazes of Song Pu and others, he suddenly landed in front of Xiong Kui, who was among the foreign slaves.

The millstone didn't object and rushed straight into it.

"What do you mean by this, Your Majesty? If you don't hurry up and enter the ladder, if you are delayed and unable to enter, His Majesty the Chief of Mountains will blame you. We can't afford it!"

Songpu said displeasedly.

Wu Ming ignored it and looked directly at Xiong Kui, who was expressionless.

"Wang...Prince?"

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Xiong Kui's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"Do you still have a last wish?"

Wu Ming said calmly.

"Shikabe, Shuangyang... Gao..."

Before Xiong Kui's hoarse voice could finish speaking, a sonic boom suddenly erupted from behind, and half of his body suddenly exploded. Blood and flesh splattered all over Wu Ming's body and face, making him extremely embarrassed.

In fact, with his strength, although he could not block the whip from the peak emperor, he could attack more of the blood stains, but he did not hide, and just let the blood stains cover his body.

"Is there anyone else?"

Wu Ming crushed an extremely precious elixir into pieces and slapped it directly into Xiong Kui's broken chest. His eyes were as calm as a puddle of stagnant water.

"Hey...little..."

It is a pity that Xiong Kui was too seriously injured. He only said one word and fell silent again.

Normally, with his human-bear body, he would not be like this, but the chain drained too much energy and blood, and the middle-aged Danshan tribe did not hold back at all, directly destroying all the meridians in his body, almost in

All life was cut off in an instant.

Wu Ming stood up silently and put away Xiong Kui's body. As the true energy surged, the body parts scattered around him were not even left behind.

"This is the ancestral land of Danshan. By doing this, don't you think too little of our clan?"

The middle-aged man held the long whip and said gloomily.

"Hmph, being so arrogant and wanting to enter our clan's treasured land to practice is simply wishful thinking!"

"Yes, let's drive him out now. Otherwise, how will outsiders view our clan?"

"Even if the lawsuit goes to the temples, we still want an explanation!"

Several elders of the Danshan tribe showed no signs of worry.

Wu Ming passed directly over Song Pu and flew towards the stone steps of the ladder in mid-air. This made all the Danshan tribesmen furious, but they did not dare to stop him. They all looked at Song Pu who was indifferent.

"This kid...is bullying others too much!"

Until Wu Ming disappeared on the stone steps, Song Pu almost gritted his teeth and shouted.

All the slaves trembled in unison. The dozens of people nearby did not even have time to scream. They rolled their eyes and died bleeding from their seven orifices. They were shocked by the semi-sacred pressure that he inadvertently revealed in his rage.

die!

"Great Elder, this son relies on that person to protect him, and thinks that there is nothing we can do about him..."

A clan elder came forward and said with great reluctance.

"We really can't do anything about him. Don't forget that even though that person has been trapped in Taihang for many years, the temples can also do nothing about him!"

Songpu changed his former warm-hearted attitude and said with cold eyes.

"Hmph, this kid is extremely arrogant and arrogant, but he doesn't know that he can't use any external force at all. He can only rely on himself and his strength to reach the top of the mountain first. It's simply a wishful thinking. As long as this happens, our clan will

…”

Another clan elder snorted coldly. Before he could finish his words, Song Pu stared back with a cold gaze. Seeing this, the others did not dare to say anything.

"The saints have issued an edict. The Great Xianbei Mountains will undergo great changes due to the Black Dragon Ridge. That will be the time when our clan will rise. We will no longer be limited by innate deficiencies and cannot be canonized. As long as this is done,

If we do, we can have a place in the holy temples, even among the tombs of saints."

Songpu took a deep breath, glanced slowly at everyone, and said solemnly, "We must go all out, and no one can make trouble at this time. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Great Elder!"

The old eyes of all ethnic groups show their fanaticism.



At the same time, Wu Ming appeared in a strange space. He suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him changed. He suddenly discovered that the stone steps that were hundreds of feet high and even infinitely wide when he reached his feet, turned out to be no more, no less, and could be climbed in one step.

.

"Um?"

What made his expression slightly change was that the moment he raised his feet to take a step, he almost stumbled and fell down. After struggling to stabilize his body, he realized that although there was no strange feeling in his whole body, as long as he made the slightest movement, he would face a terrifying and abnormal pressure, completely

Lost the usual level.

In other words, the control of one's own strength is not at the same level as when outside.

This is a kind of power that directly penetrates the flesh and blood and acts on the mind. What is even weird is that at a certain moment, if the lotus lantern was not still there, he would have lost the position of the withered holy soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even so, what shocked him inexplicably was that this inexplicable force directly cut off his connection with the lotus lantern.

It's just that the lotus lantern is too magical, like a supreme power that does not belong to this world, and cannot be completely isolated.

Just when Wu Ming was about to communicate with him and discuss it with Ku Ye, the other party took the initiative to cut off contact.

"These two girls!"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then rubbed the bridge of his nose with a wry smile.

Most likely, Lian Deng noticed that this place was magical and was of great help to him, so he wanted him to get in on his own.

"That's fine!"

Looking up at the endless stairs, Wu Ming smiled sarcastically, and he felt heroic in his heart. He stepped forward and took the first step down-to-earth.

Gravity increased, and a layer of ripples appeared on the skin. A numbing feeling spread throughout the body, consuming a trace of energy that was usually negligible.

The second step, the third step, and the seventh step, the speed suddenly accelerated, and it was no different from usual.

But if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the ripples on Wu Ming's skin are like water waves, dense and extremely subtle. It is the powerful force of this place that is sharpening his flesh and blood.

"call……"

I don't know how much time had passed, but when Wu Ming took a long breath, he suddenly discovered that there was a layer of putty-like brown-black impurities on his body. The surprise in his eyes flashed away, and he resolutely raised his energy and ran up again.

There was no one in front of him, and the surroundings were endless clouds and mist that could not be penetrated by sight. Wu Ming was flying upward alone.

In a trance, I went back to the feeling I had in my previous life when I was doing a five-kilometer cross-country trip with heavy loads in the wilderness.

The same extreme running, the same hard work under load, the same tempering of will, the same hearty ride.

Buzz!

After completely forgetting about the world, there was a sudden light in front of him, and an inexplicable chill swept through his body. All the blessings of gravity faded away like a tide, and Wu Ming almost lost control and fell forward.

Bang!

Before he had time to check his own changes, dozens of powerful and terrifying forces swept over him, suddenly coming from all directions and attacking the vital points of his body almost indiscriminately.

"snort!"

Wu Ming didn't have time to dodge, so he folded his arms on his face out of instinct, lowered his waist slightly, and rolled to the side in an extremely unsightly lazy donkey roll.

With a dull bang, Wu Ming became a gourd rolling on the ground. The pale golden light and shadow flashed all over his body and was scattered, leaving almost no space covering his whole body.

"Hahaha, is this your arrogant capital? I didn't think you were so strong, bah!"

"Huh, it's just relying on the support of the Holy Lord to be arrogant and arrogant. You're a loser!"

"I heard that every time I cause trouble outside, I look for someone to support me like a lost dog. Sure enough..."

Several cold and harsh scoldings were heard, but nearly a hundred strong young men from the Xianbei Mountain tribe of all kinds were seen, looking at Wu Ming mockingly on a vast platform.

"I see, there is no gravity suppression here!"

Wu Ming, who had received countless punches and kicks, suddenly jumped over and stood a hundred feet away with a bruised nose and face. He glanced at the crowd indifferently, shook his head slightly and said, "It's a pity that the Danshan clan let you fools come to die!"

"Hey, did this loser think he was outside? If I hadn't kept you here to play with for a while, I would have killed you with just one blow!"

A young foreigner with pointed ears and heavy eyes sneered disdainfully.

"Forget it, let's start with you!"

Wu Ming's eyes turned cold, and he shook his body casually. There was a crackling sound all over his body, like rain hitting plantains. With a flash of light golden light, dragon scale-like lines flashed across his body, and all the purple and green scars disappeared instantly.

Trace.(To be continued)


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