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- The meaning of that word is the word "Zhu", "Zhu" means "Zhu", "Zhu" means "Zhu", no matter which one it is, Yan Ming's heart is trembling. The endless lightning had already brought her to the point of collapse the moment it fell.
The body of the giant ape shattered into pieces in the void.
The body she had just arrived fell into the thunder again, and then her Dao marks and everything about her were turned into fly ash.
The moment the thunder dissipated, Fang Ling climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His body could no longer be called a body at this time.
At this time, he was like a person whose whole body was stuck together with glue, and his whole body was full of cracks.
The large and small cracks made Fang Ling extremely uncomfortable, but his heart was filled with excitement at this time. The woman named Yan Ming, the woman who was aloof and slaughtered countless lives with just a wave of her hand, died.
The woman who was going to bring about natural disasters and destroy the world is dead. That woman died in the hands of Wu and Wrong.
His hope of defeating Yan Ming and the other one increased by five points. And once the other person who implements the means of annihilation is killed, the crisis in the surrounding area will be reduced by most of it.
"In the rolling thunder, apart from a piece of burnt black powder, Fang Ling said, there was also something that looked like a small universe bag.
This is a small universe bag that shines with earthy yellow light. Judging from the flashing light of the small universe bag, this small universe bag has not been damaged at all.
Fang Ling simply picked up the Small Universe Bag and sat cross-legged on the ground. Fang Ling in gold and Fang Ling in black, who had recovered a lot of strength, looked at each other. He rolled up Fang Ling's body and quickly left the Wangwu Mountain Cave Heaven.
Although Wangwushan Cave Heaven can isolate many means. But for the sake of safety, Fang Ling had better wait until he regained his strength. Leave for now.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Yan Mo was holding a red-gold golden beetle in his hand. He looked at the golden beetle struggling desperately in his palm, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
Originally, he thought that there would be no big gains from going south this time. After all, the existence of Zhaotian level in the two passages was in Beihai.
¡°That tough little bitch Yanming, if only she knew that I got a nearly mature purebred golden beetle. Don't know what it will be like.
Although the combat power of the golden beetle is worse than that of Chuang Zhaotian, its value is much higher than that of Chuang Zhaotian.
A few years ago, Yan Mo went to an auction. The value of a semi-mature purebred golden beetle was equivalent to the value of six complete channels of Zhaotiandao pattern.
Putting the buzzing golden beetle in his hand into the Small Universe Bag, Yan Mo glanced at the sect in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
This is a small sect, with only a few hundred disciples, but their cultivation levels are not low. Among them, there are three existences in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The total number of monks in the middle and early stages of Nascent Soul is ten. It can be said that Yan Mo has come all the way. The largest sect I have ever encountered.
Originally, Yan Mo was planning to wipe out this sect, but now, he changed his mind. This semi-mature golden beetle should have been cultivated by this sect. Hehe, let them live this time.
Wait for next time. When he comes down to destroy the world again, he can still escape from their hands. Get this purebred gold beetle.
With a wave of his sleeves, his eyes flew away, disappearing into the void in just a blink of an eye.
His departure made the Yuan Ying ancestors of the sect hundreds of miles away breathe a sigh of relief. After all, for them, this was a matter of life and death in an instant.
"Master, our Zhen Sect Spirit Insect was taken away by him like this. This disciple is unwilling to accept it." A woman covered in white gauze spoke with unwillingness.
If Fang Ling were here, he would definitely recognize this woman. After all, he and this woman had a fierce collision at the meeting at Mount Sumeru.
The person who was made the master by the Baisha woman was an old woman who looked to be in her seventies. She sighed and said: "It's a blessing to be able to escape the catastrophe of annihilation. Besides, isn't this what our town sect of spiritual insects is for? One day!¡±
There was silence all around, no one spoke, but the woman in white gauze said unwillingly: "Is there really nothing we can do?"
"When gods and men destroyed the world, so many sects drifted away with the wind. If our sect ancestor hadn't left behind the method of cultivating spiritual insects, hey"
The old woman's words were full of helplessness. Although she was an elder in the sect, she also had no way to do anything about this matter.
After all, this is no longer her power.Can be changed.
¡°All she can do is endure silently, and she can only lead the people in the sect to get through this situation with the help of the ancestor.
There was silence all around, as silent as death. In this silence, the old woman spoke again: "Although we seem to have passed this catastrophe, we have to be careful. You can wait a moment"
Just when the old woman was halfway through her words, her expression suddenly changed, and her whole body froze.
The monks who were protecting the old woman all showed anxious expressions. After all, the old woman was the strongest being in their sect, and it could be said that her safety was closely related to her.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" A woman who looked to be in her forties asked anxiously.
The old woman looked into the distance and said with a trembling voice: "Have you sensed that there is a channel that illuminates the sky?"
Speaking of this, the old woman's words were full of sorrow. The existence of Guangzhao Tian was the strongest existence in this world, and these people were actually beheaded. How could they not let them who had just escaped a disaster feel sad like a rabbit or a fox? feeling.
"Master, this should be expected." The middle-aged woman sighed and said in a deep voice.
The middle-aged woman¡¯s words caused silence all around, but then the old woman¡¯s face became even more surprised. She said tremblingly: "The one who died was not the existence of Zhaotian in the several passages in our surrounding area, but the one who died was the god who came down to destroy the world!"
"Master, how is this possible? Then those gods and men" The middle-aged woman's voice also trembled.
As the leaders of the sect, they know how terrifying those people who come down to destroy the world are.
It is precisely for this reason that they simply do not believe that those gods who came down to destroy the world would actually be killed.
But the spiritual energy fluctuations that the old woman felt clearly told them that the existence of the dead passage Zhaotian was a world-destroying god.
Who could this be, killing the world-destroying god who was almost invincible in their eyes? Who in the entire Zhou Territory has such means?
?? Yan Shenzhou, or the ancestor of the deep space in the North Sea?
"Master, could it be Fang Ling? The person who just passed through Zhaotian was him. You also said that he will definitely become the target of the world-destroying god!" When the woman in white gauze said this, there was suddenly something new in her words. He said with a hint of uncontrollable excitement: "It must be him, and only him, who can create such a miracle!"
At this moment, Mr. Zhiyi who was in Zong Zhou, the Deep Sky Ancestor hiding at the bottom of the North Sea, Yan Chenzhou who was standing on an unknown mountain peak, waiting for the destruction of the world to avenge him, and the entire Zhou Territory , all the ancestors of Nascent Soul.
They all sensed one thing, that is, one of the world-destroying gods has died.
They all felt the arrival of two world-destroying gods. But now, one of the invincible gods who made the monks in the world panic like a bereaved dog died.
One of them died!
This is something that is so exciting, and it is also something that people cannot believe.
The first person to sense Yan Ming's death was not them, but Yan Mo, who was Yan Ming's companion.
The first time this feeling arose, the only thing he thought about was that he was wrong, he felt wrong, and this kind of thing could never happen.
¡°After all, Yan Ming is a being in the middle stage of Taoism, and in this so-called Zhou domain, there is no one who has surpassed the early stage of Taoism.
How could someone kill Yan Ming here? Only Yan Ming can kill others. But when he saw a rainbow breaking into pieces in the void, his last trace of doubt had completely disappeared.
The Changhong was shattered, and the Changhong that represented Yan Ming was shattered. All of this told him that it was definitely Yan Ming who died.
He wanted to avenge Yan Ming, and he wanted to see how Yan Ming died. Yan Mo rushed towards the place where Yan Ming and Fang Ling were fighting.
But just halfway through the impact, Yan Mo stopped. He and Yan Ming had similar cultivation levels. Since Yan Ming died in the hands of that person, wouldn't he have died in vain if he rushed over so recklessly?
This thought made Yan Mo calm down completely. Although he was very willing to avenge Yan Ming, his own life and death was the most important thing.
So he quickly rushed to Yan Chenzhou's location. He wanted to get some information from Yan Chenzhou's mouth.
For example, in this Zhou Domain, is there really an existence that surpasses their cultivation level? If that is the case, they should seek help from the entire family as quickly as possible.
?Asking for help!
Although these two words are unpleasant to hear, it is still better than losing your life like Yan Ming.
"Ninth Young Master, you should have felt it!" On the unnamed mountain peak, Yan Ming looked at Yan Chenzhou, who was looking up at the sky, his words filled with coldness.
Yan Chenzhou nodded: "Yan Ming is dead."
"Nine Young Masters have been practicing in this Zhou Territory for many years. Can you tell your subordinates whether there are any beings beyond the middle stage of Taoism in this Zhou Territory?" Yan Mo looked at Yan Chenzhou with a somewhat forced look at this moment.
Yan Chenzhou pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Yan Ming has died in Fang Ling's hands."
"Now, our best choice is to kill Fang Ling while Fang Ling has just killed Yan Ming and has not recovered from his injuries." Yan Chenzhou solemnly said to Yan Mo. (To be continued)
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