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Chapter 901 Killing the King of Ming, Zhu Mingzun!
"too frightening!"

At the top of the Jiangling city, Wang Yin, Fang Jie and others retreated one after another, their brows were inevitably filled with horror.

Because there was already flying sand and rocks outside the city, the wind was raging and the clouds were furious, and clanging and piercing violent tremors could be heard from afar.

Not to mention the group of onlookers, even the believers who were devoutly making offerings just now were tortured to cover their ears by the screaming sound, making it difficult to get close.

Qiao Daoqing was the only one who was still standing on the top of the city, facing the turmoil of the battle, but his eyes were full of surprise.

In fact, to solve this battle, it is only necessary to solve the carrier of the divine descent, that is, "Ming Zun" Xiang Long, and attack its weak points, and you will be done.

But Li Yan's choice at this moment is to face up to the difficulties and face his strongest point.

He rushed towards King Ming who was in mid-air, just looking at the comparison of body size, he was like a moth flying into a flame, but there was a rare excitement in his eyes behind the mask.

"Come!!"

Unprecedented hurricane force erupted from Li Yan's body, like thousands of rivers rushing out, the celestial phenomena in the mid-air were driven by it, and rushed towards King Ming together.

"die!!"

Xiang Long forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and King Ming slapped out his palm again, the divine power rolled and spread, and layers of clouds seemed to be torn from the sky and filled the whole body.

Sitting upright in the clouds, this god is even more supreme. When the other white palm, which symbolizes light, is pressed down, it is like an avalanche, bringing out bursts of roaring noise, and the speed of falling is unimaginable.

The power is mighty!

Palm palm failed!

"how is this possible?"

Xiang Long's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he realized that the other party was gone.

He obviously gathers the celestial phenomena and has a strong aura, but after Li Yan rushes in front of King Ming, his own sense of existence is quietly decreasing.

That is not the use of consciousness-only energy to restrain the fluctuations of the five senses, but the unity of nature and man that gradually merges with this area.

The energy of heaven and earth rippled like water waves, and Li Yan's figure melted into the air, becoming omnipresent and non-existent.

"cut!"

At the same time as King Ming struck empty with his palm, the chain knife followed an arc and fell towards it.

This saber contains the comprehension of the scroll of the sky, it is no longer like a swing of a weapon, but more like a ray of light burning in the void, it is completely natural and has no flaws.

Not to mention that Xiang Long couldn't react, King Ming in the sky didn't even have time to dodge, and was slashed straight at him with a knife.

"what?"

But Li Yan frowned slightly, and the feedback was extremely strange.

It doesn't look like a solid body, there is no tearing of flesh and blood, no breaking of bones, nor is it an incorporeal body, empty and difficult to borrow...

It's more like falling into a bottomless abyss, and any offensive pouring into it will be calm and there will be no echo.

"'Zuo Ming', you can't hurt King Ming at all, you can only die!!"

But even so, King Ming's body trembled, realizing that his god had been hit, Xiang Long below was completely enraged, roaring again and again, the four stripes on King Ming's body also slowly rose, pressing down with both palms one after another.

The surging divine power blasted out, and the clouds in the air were turbulent and rumbling, but a figure in a toga with long sleeves still did not back down, passing through without delay.

Li Yanyou walked under King Ming's attack, his speed was comparable to that of a shuttle, suddenly appeared in the rear, slashed with anger, and suddenly appeared at the side, slashed obliquely with the knife, and then the light of the knife became denser and more urgent...

A miracle appeared.

Fang Jie couldn't help being curious, and looked out from behind the city wall, his eyes widening involuntarily.

In his line of sight, in mid-air, it was like a series of static pictures stacked together. "Sa Ming" attacked wildly around the huge Buddha statue, but it kept flickering without interval.

At first, I couldn't see any traces of movement, only the picture of the attack was frozen...

Gradually, the old has not gone, the new has come, and the number keeps increasing...

In the end, it was as if eight or nine "Zuo Ming" besieged a King Ming at the same time, tearing apart the clouds around the opponent!
"Happy! Happy!"

With such an all-out shot, the energy consumption is extremely serious, but Li Yan is happy with it.

He is the king of the establishment, and he is already a dragon, and his luck has increased by 40 points on the basis of 3 points. Now it is 43 points, which is enough to display.

What's more, if there is no challenging battle, you can save as much as you can, and you can't be stingy at all in this kind of confrontation. All attributes are originally for self-improvement, how can you put the cart before the horse and miss the opportunity?
With the volume of the sky as defense, fight for the power of the four directions, and attack with Qianqiu Jue, the sword light can do whatever you want.

The sky changes, the city wall shakes, and the battle becomes more and more fierce. A network of hard and soft knife marks also spreads in all directions. Between the ups and downs, it seems that the vast sea of ​​mist covers everything.

The light of the saber changed suddenly, shrinking and wrapping inwards, forming circles of saber wheels, piercing towards King Ming's majestic body with every opening.

The previously bottomless abyss began to detect the limit, and the body of King Ming also showed ripples.

at last.

Thunder flashed across, and there was a squeak, and there was a feeling of the metal and stone hitting the solid body.

Li Yan's eyes lit up, and he realized that it was the opponent's arm that had been slashed, but the King Ming, who was like a giant Buddha, still didn't respond, but Xiang Long's painful voice immediately came from below.

"Shh!"

Blood splattered, and a bloody mouth appeared on his arm inexplicably, and the fear in his tone could no longer be concealed: "'Zuo Ming', you dare to kill the gods, and you will definitely be punished by King Ming!"

Li Yan said indifferently: "As such, there is no self-awareness, but the existence of believers, is it also worthy of being called a god?"

It was just speculation before, but after this battle, he was sure that King Ming was a purely religious existence.

Just like the difference between the chicken and the egg, in this world of gods and demons, many heavenly gods exist first, and then descend to the lower realms, and then there are legends and beliefs in the world, such as the Nine Heavens Xuannv descending to help Xuanyuan Huangdi.

But King Ming belongs to the first belief, there is no such god in the world, and there are many worshipers, but there is such an existence, so this King Ming god is exactly the same as the statue of King Ming worshiped by believers, and there is no change in the details.

Because believers require King Ming to be like this, it must be like this, not too.

This was not a spontaneous birth. It should have been consciously formed by a very talented practitioner after Manichaeism was integrated into the Middle Earth. That person was probably the first generation Mingzun. Divine power, sheltering the top sects, is even more powerful.

In comparison, this Mingzun in front of me who doesn't know the generations is very weak. He knows what is happening and doesn't know why. He can invite King Ming to come to the world, but he can't control the specific behavior of King Ming at all. He can only let him play freely. ...

"Standard pseudo-god, but the belief structure is worth referring to, very good! Continue!"

Li Yan has always been down-to-earth, and this kind of King Ming is exactly the opponent he needs.

The confronters in the sky burst into the air, and the air waves rolled.

The viewers at the top of the city, their eyes are shining, immersed in it.

Fang Jie and the others just checked, while Qiao Daoqing observed with his spiritual sense, knowing that the battle situation in the arena had been completely reversed.

The gigantic King Ming seemed to be invincible, but his attacks failed again and again, and no matter how powerful his divine power was, he could only be wasted between heaven and earth in vain.

On the contrary, the sword light in the hands of "Sa Ming" became more and more sharp, and finally seemed to run across the sky, unrivaled!

"Ah-ah-!!"

Xiang Long let out a shrill scream, and bloodstains appeared on his body. King Ming gathered his faith, and the damage he suffered was finally fed back to his physical body.

Physical pain is only one aspect, what is even more tormenting is that the god-descendant King Ming has come to such a fate.

"'Sa Ming', who are you? Who are you?"

Under the comparison between the two sides, it seems that King Ming is not a god, but the other party is.

That saber technique also seemed to be cut out by a god, filling his soul, making him like an ant facing Mount Tai, who could only wait desperately to be turned into powder and fly ash.

"It can't be like this... Duke Ming can't be like this... It's fake! It's all fake!!"

Xiang Long, as a Mingzun, couldn't accept it, and those believers who ran out to witness were even more hysterical and rolled on the ground.

They regretted so much, why they didn't commit suicide just now, and fixed the beautiful image of King Ming at the moment of his arrival, but wanted to see the horrific picture now.

"Shh!"

In comparison, Li Yanyi is in harmony with the gods, and the gods are in harmony with the sky. The sharp edge is everywhere, breaking the clouds in the sky, and the saber technique is being used smoothly. The huge King Ming's movements are suddenly fixed, and the entire huge body is like melting ice and snow. Disperse.

God drop is over.

Not interrupted midway...

Instead, this part of King Ming's divine power that descended was forcibly wiped away!

Li Yan's eyes sank slightly, and he still had some thoughts.

Being able to put such a lot of pressure on him, this battle is really fun, but it's a pity that Xiang Long's level is limited after all, and he can't be too demanding, otherwise it would be more enjoyable.

"bring it on!"

He stretched out his hand, and the invisible palm transformed from the energy of heaven and earth pulled up the Xianglong who was almost a bloody hole from below.

Killing King Ming, Zhu Mingzun, the ending is already doomed, the next step is to use the secrets in "Taiyuan Township Law", when he is on the verge of death, dig out the identities of the remaining two bishops and three guardians, so as to achieve Catch them all.

However, when Li Yan took it into his hands, the power of the Heavenly Book dissipated, and when he came into close contact with the number one enemy of the Mingzun Sect, Xiang Long's eyes suddenly revealed enlightenment: "This breath...the sacrifices of all living beings...you are New God...the reason why you deal with my teaching...is to steal King Ming's faith?"

Li Yan didn't bother to answer, and began to activate the secret method, specifically to deal with believers: "Imperial call to purify the soul, seal the soul of the spirit..."

Xiang Long's memory turned into a thick book and emerged, the list of core personnel was listed one by one, and even the subsequent promotions were thoughtful. Zhang Dabing...

Obviously the secret of the core was exposed, but Xiang Long smiled at the last moment of his life: "Take it... the power of my lord will reappear in you...you will be the next King Ming... the sect you founded will be with Yan Fight to the death...until the dynasty changes..."

Click!

Xiang Long fell limply to the ground, his eyes widened, his expression frozen in the last moment of resentment and expectation.

"Death is dead, there are quite a lot of scenes!"

　Thanks to the book friends "Longlynn" and "White Frost Mist" for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)