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- Chapter 296 Powerless Grief
Chapter 296 Powerless Grief
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"Well? Why didn't Yan Xiao attack us for so long? It stands to reason that he hates our Mingxiao clan so much that he should attack us directly? Why is there no movement at all until now?Could it be that this Yan Is Xiao a fake?" Ming Sha thought to himself.
However, Emperor Yan¡¯s reputation is too great after all. Although Ming Sha saw Ancestor Minghe and Emperor Yan die together, who dares to say that Emperor Yan is really dead?
Besides, if Emperor Yan really died, why didn¡¯t the ancestor of the Long family, who was his soul companion, die?
You must know that the soul companion and the soul warrior share life and death. If the soul companion dies, the soul warrior's strength will be greatly reduced at most, and his own soul power will be damaged, which will not endanger the soul warrior's life.
But once the soul warrior dies, the soul companion will lose the support of the host soul, and the soul will be annihilated and die.
This is the fate of the soul companion. If the host dies, the soul companion will die.
Ming Sha can¡¯t figure out now, is the ancestor of the Long family in front of him the soul companion of Emperor Yan? Or the descendant of Emperor Yan¡¯s soul companion?
"Ming Hao, you, go over and try to see if that person is the Soul Saint." Ming Sha turned to a Ming Li clan member and said.
"What? Young chief, you are telling me to let me tryIno, don't want to." The Mingxiao tribesman who was named by Mingsha refused in panic and backed away.
"Huh!" Ming Sha snorted angrily, and an arm made of pitch-black smoke suddenly extended from his body, extending a distance of tens of meters, and immediately grabbed the Ming Xiao tribesman who was retreating in panic. A hard pinch
I saw streams of pure white soul power leaking out from the Minghao tribesman named Minghao, and was absorbed by the huge tentacles stretched out by Mingsha without a trace.
"Ah no, young patriarch I can't I just go?" Ming Hao moaned miserably and begged loudly for mercy.
"If you dare to disobey my order too late, you will be dead." Ming Sha glanced at the other Ming Li clan members with cold eyes, and then coldly snorted.
With a "peng" sound, the entire clan member named Ming Li was crushed and turned into a puff of thick smoke. Then he completely disappeared and turned into dust
The faces of the Ming Li tribe members all changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Ming Sha.
"Mingyou, go over and try." Mingsha turned around and pointed at another Mingli clan member.
"I am" The Ming Li clan member who was named felt his heart skip a beat and wanted to refuse. Thinking of Ming Hao's fate, he hurriedly agreed.
Mingyou slowly walked step by step towards the figure wearing golden armor in mid-air. While floating, I felt anxious in my heart.
At the same time, in the hidden valley outside Tianlong City, Situ Yingxue and Lan Duoer were even more nervous.
"What should I do? I'm really in trouble now."
"Why don't these idiots take the opportunity to escape?"
Situ Yingxue jumped anxiously, wanting to rush forward and rescue Yanyang. However, thinking that if he rushed forward rashly, the fake Emperor Yan would be exposed in advance, he could only suppress his anxiety.
"Hey, you little Mingxiao tribe, you still want to offend the Holy Power? You are really looking for death," Yan Xiao, who was wearing a golden armored battle robe, shouted angrily.
A vast holy power pressed hard towards Mingyou.
"Ah don't" Mingyou, who had just approached a few hundred meters in front of Yan Xiao, came into contact with Shengwei. She didn't even have time to distinguish the true from the false. She quickly covered her head, turned around and ran away. I am afraid that if I take one step slower, I will be crushed into powder by the Holy Power.
"Trash" Ming Sha scolded angrily with a frosty look on his face.
However, when Mingyou escaped safely, a smile appeared on Mingsha's face.
How can the holy power of the most powerful soul saint level be allowed to be violated by others?
Not to mention the people of the Mingli tribe who dare to offend the Soul Saint, even the other soul warriors in the Yanlong Continent who dare to offend the most powerful Soul Saint level will be killed directly.
However, Mingyou wanted to step forward and kill Yanxiao, but Yanxiao only used his holy power to suppress him and did not directly kill Mingyou. This shows that this Yanxiao is 90% fake.
"Hey, pretending to be a nun, I thought it was really Emperor Yan who was reborn? It turns out he was just an impostor," Ming Sha snorted coldly.
Ming Sha¡¯s voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the surrounding Ming Li clan members to hear. The purpose of Mingsha is to tell all the Mingli people that this Emperor Yan is a fake.??, let them stop acting panicked. In this way, they would not be so afraid if they commanded the Ming Li tribe to attack Emperor Yan.
At the same time, Ming Sha's mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly concluded that someone had used illusions to create the illusion of Emperor Yan's arrival.
"Who is he? Even I couldn't detect the illusion he cast. Now that I have discovered it, the illusion has lost its effect. As long as he kills the false Emperor Yan, the illusion is no longer a concern." Ming Ming Sha thought secretly.
¡°Go and kill that fake Emperor Yan quickly,¡± Ming Sha shouted sharply.
"Kill" several Mingxiao tribe members bit the bullet and pounced towards Yan Xiao in mid-air.
"You dare to blaspheme the majesty of the saint? You will be punished" Yan Xiao, wearing a golden armored battle robe, shouted sharply in the air.
"Swipe" A Mingxiao tribesman condensed a pitch-black sword tens of meters long and struck Yan Xiao's body hard, immediately splitting off Yan Xiao's arm.
"Hahait turns out to be just a paper tiger."
"**, I was shocked"
"Is this Emperor Yan? What kind of bullshit is Emperor Yan? Look at how I can eat him alive."
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The several members of the Mingxiao tribe who were still trembling in fear at the beginning suddenly became arrogant when they saw that Yan Xiao, who was wearing a golden armored battle robe, had no strength to resist.
These Mingli people were not in a hurry to kill the fake Emperor Yan at once. Instead, they slashed at the arm of Emperor Yan who was wearing a golden armored battle robe. They wanted to cut Emperor Yan into pieces with a thousand cuts. Come to humiliate Emperor Yan.
"Wow haha Look, these are Yanhuang's ears. Haha, they must be very fragrant. Much more fragrant than pig ears"
"Hahahawho wants to roast Emperor Yan's tui"
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The Ming Li clan members laughed wildly.
"I'm going to fight you, you stupid bastard." Jin Yingwei and others roared with tears in their eyes and rushed towards the Mingli clan members.
Although they knew clearly that they were not their opponents, even though they knew that Emperor Yan was just an illusion and not real, they watched several people from the Mingli clan humiliate and kill Emperor Yan's body with their own eyes, claiming that they were descendants of Emperor Yan in order to protect Yan. How could Jin Yingwei and others, who were the emperor's heirs, remain indifferent? How could you be greedy for life and afraid of death and just sit back and do nothing?
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities." Several Mingli clan members swung their swords and knocked down the Jin Yingwei and others who were rushing towards them.
"What can you do if you don't have the ability? What a waste"
"Then let you see with your own eyes how we cut Emperor Yan into pieces in your eyes," the Mingxiao tribesman laughed wildly.
"I hate that you are so despicable and incompetent that your majesty, Emperor Yan, must suffer such humiliation even if he dies." Jin Yingwei's right thigh was cut off, and he fell to the ground, beating the ground with a look of grief on his face and crying loudly.
"Hahaha" The Mingli clan members laughed louder when they saw Jin Yingwei and others crying. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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