Under one person: You also said that you are not an evil cultivator!

Although Ma Xianhong was eager to start forging the sword first, after all, it was an excellent thing for him and Su Ming, but when he said that someone from the Zhuge family would come, he decided to wait.

He is famous for being desperate when fighting, and most of the time he is out of control. After all, once a fight breaks out, it may mean his own death, so...
So I accidentally made the proud young man of the Zhuge family into a human pig. I was worried about this when I was in Longhu Mountain. Although I was not afraid, if the Zhuge family really couldn't swallow this breath at that time, Longhu Shan would still have some trouble, but no, the day Zhuge Qing was picked up, the Zhuge family announced the closure of the village. He didn't even say a single word of ambition, or even a word of revenge. This also caused the alien community to criticize their behavior a lot.

But this time, the people coming from the Zhuge family didn't know he was here. The grudges that originally needed to be wiped out were suddenly brought to light. After all, making a knife is not a temporary thing. Everything needs to be planned slowly, so give it to Ma Xianhong. Give yourself and the people from the Zhuge family some time to solve the problem before proceeding, so as not to be interrupted in the middle. Such a gamble is too inappropriate.

So I came to Dayan World first.

He unzipped his pants and took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief after finally confirming that they were grown properly.

Leon was already at his side before he could open his mouth. Su Ming's team had expanded to a terrifying size due to the tense battles in the north and south, and Leon's share of the murders on his body was definitely indispensable.

Unlike Su Ming who relied on cheating to get promoted, what Leon relied on seemed to be the transformation from life to death again and again. Several breakthroughs hanging by a thread could make his strength rise a lot. So many times in a row. Wherever there is danger, there will be danger. Of course, for Su Ming, this black dragon is not considered dangerous.

Lyon now.
He is more like one of those bald monks. The holy light on his body makes his body feel clean and pure, like a real Nine-Heaven God and Buddha.

The only difference from those monks may be that he has no incense on him.

Naturally every bit of the incense belongs to Su Ming.

Su Ming slowly stood up from the bone dragon's chair and looked at the ghost mountain at his feet. It was completely different from the sparsely populated and complaining place before. The ghost mountain now seemed like a small country, with order and traffic. The crowd, and the villagers who had been deprived of their freedom and lives before, began to regain their vitality, and some even wanted to take their families over and settle here.

However, Su Ming didn't know how much of a country like this he had, but it couldn't fit into one mountain, and the two mountains were too far apart. It had to be said that the monks in this upper realm were really cautious.

The brainless things of the Lizard Tribe have been controlled by them. They even put them as prison guards on this land to manage and oppress the villagers, but they still have to create the standard ghost mountains and black mist. The black mist that surges once a day almost isolates everything. The chance of contact, even if one ghost mountain after another rebels one after another, will definitely not cause much fluctuation. The difference between a thread and a hemp rope is a world of difference.

And now Su Ming has to start thinking about the solution to this thing. After all, he has never been a person who passively waits for others to kill him. He prefers to take the initiative compared to such troubles.

It's just that there is no channel. The monk gave him the direction to the Blood Palace before, but he has already tried to travel through the token and there is no way to reach the other side of the world.

After thinking carefully for a while, Su Ming chose to take out the black token and exchange it for a deserted mountain.

This was what the monk handed over in order to save his life, and it was also the most important thing within his scope of power. However, during this period of time, Su Ming had looted everything within his jurisdiction, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was the biggest gain.

However, after finishing this looting, this token also fell into an idle state. After careful calculation, Su Ming had not killed anyone for three days. Although there was no urging from Sheng Xie, he still felt a little uncomfortable. The main reason was that there were already people within the range. nobody.

There are no words on the black token, only some small patterns. Su Ming did not forget to take the monk and crush the token at the last moment. If this token represents his work and future, then pinch it. If it breaks, it means he can survive. His movements without any hesitation can still make Su Ming more cautious in the past.

But Su Ming is different now.
boom!
The sound of the token exploding was like a cloud of smoke, but the fragments fell into the void one after another, causing ripples and then disappearing.

The Blood Palace is equivalent to the management organization of this world, and its strength is definitely not low. Just like that monk, Su Ming also put in a lot of effort at that time, but it was once, and now is now.

If you want to defeat this thing, now is the best time.
hum!
The thick buzzing sound caused ripples in the surrounding air. Fortunately, he didn't bring anyone here this time. After all, those were his good leeks, otherwise the terrifying fluctuations alone would be enough to cause unforeseen consequences. Small casualties.

After all, they did not disappoint Su Ming. When a golden light symbolizing power and sanctity fell on Su Ming's face, Su Ming's smile gradually grew stronger, as if he had smelled a long-lost fragrance and couldn't help but take a few sips. .

After sniffing it, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appeared in my hand just a moment later.

In fact, only a week has passed since the last battle, but now Su Ming has completed the transformation from a soldier to a ten-killer. If this time only the little monk like last time comes, no matter how many , all can only come and go.

"Better come with good news."

His voice was very soft, and the moment the words came out, the power of Yuan Zhen began to operate, and the soul flag began to pour out the endless ghosts.

Unlike Sheng Xie, the soul flag is almost the only artifact in the world under this person that can grow infinitely. He did not take it out in front of Ma Xianhong. If he did, he would find that he wanted to achieve the goal of the artifact producing spiritual intelligence. No.1 is simply a fantasy, and Su Ming has a lot of it.

Unlike Sheng Xie's overwhelming will to kill, if it were just that, it could only be called spiritual. The term spiritual intelligence was also far away.

The so-called spiritual intelligence is the ability to think independently and fight independently. If the master does not interfere, it can still have a certain fighting power. And for these conditions, everyone can think of the soul flag.

But the gap between the effort and the reward for that thing is too big after all. Not to mention the history, even the devil who first created the Soul Banner never thought that someone actually made this extremely terrifying Ten Thousand Soul Banner. .
The first time the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appeared was in the battle with Gong Qing, but it was not fully used that time. After all, Gong Qing did not give him so many opportunities.If the transformation of an ordinary soul flag into a hundred soul flags is a ladder to the sky, then every subsequent growth is like a big step forward on the road to becoming an immortal or a demon.

The transformation of the Hundred Soul Banners into the Thousand Soul Banners not only increased in number, but also had their pervasive characteristics greatly strengthened, so the battle on the Quanxing Arena was able to bury Wu Xiaozhong, Yuan Tao and other Quanxing masters like ashes. , is also the battle where the soul banner becomes a god.

This product that was almost abandoned by the new era has appeared on the biggest stage of the alien world in an unprecedented and shocking way. Since then, many people have tried it, and the company's workload has also increased a lot.

In the few days after the battle with Na Ruhu, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner truly grew into a new stage. Just like now, almost every soul that is born has a complete evil spirit.

The sinister laughter, even the eyes he glanced at Su Ming from time to time were full of malice, the intestines lying on the ground, the head held in his arms, the girl who used her two eyes as a walnut plate, and all the Every one of the women with their fingers pulled out and stuffed into their mouths made people's hair stand on end, but Su Ming had never massacred them. At least none of these figures were familiar to him. They were.
The product of resentment.

Since evolving into the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, he no longer even has to accumulate them one by one, because the souls are already infinite. The difference is only in their strength, and what determines their strength is what Su Ming has accumulated over so long. Resentment is not only about killing people, but also wherever there are people there will be resentment. As long as he can bear it, it will all turn into fertilizer for soul flags, which is terrifying.

If Ma Xianhong had to say that Shengxie would be the first magic weapon with independent intelligence in the world, that would be correct. After all, the soul flag does have an absurd amount of intelligence, and all he needs to do is just Just like Gong Qing's battle, first release the ghosts and let all the ghosts scream, and then...
Incarnate into resentment and become a resentful spirit everywhere
As he thought about it, his body had disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had become a girl without much blood. The rag doll in his hand was gently thrown out, as if there was no power at all, as if it was blown by the wind. Floating not far away, the exposed golden Buddha leg
"Mountain"

"Damn!"

The figure who looked like a holy Buddha never thought that before he had even finished the first sentence he spoke, his senses were already giving him constant warnings.

At that moment, the palm of his hand glowed with golden light, and the method used was extremely simple. In such a short period of time, he could only use the simplest method to gather the power of incense to block the blow like Su Ming had done before.

Incense is a magical power. It is neither Qi nor soul nor spirit, but it can resist mental attacks, heal pain, and can even give little guys like Wang Zhenqiu a lot of power. It is also the main attack of these so-called Buddhas. Way.

Blocked or blocked, after all, it was just a random attack by Su Ming. Now Su Ming was not sure whether it was just him this time. If so, how to kill him was another matter that should be considered.

Anyway
"Everyone, there is something fishy about Shan Xiaozi's death. He is a powerful enemy!"

The voice of Hong Zhongda Lu is like a voice changer. The little monk once had a similar voice. These so-called Buddhas may think they are handsome.

What he said made Su Ming certain that he could die. After all, it sounded like there were many people behind him.

The halo behind the Buddha's head is obviously much richer than that of the little monk last time, and even the golden light on his body is completely unequal, but...
"They're all going to die."

It's not that he is crazy, but he does have the capital now.

That majestic figure seemed to have stepped out of the Buddhist kingdom. As soon as he took a step, all the golden needles around him had gathered, four in total, which was indeed beyond the reach of the little monk.

This middle-aged man obviously noticed Su Ming's strength from the first confrontation. Three golden needles were directly inserted into his body, so he went all out almost as soon as he came up. With a wave of an alms bowl in his hand, a large amount of golden light sprayed out from the wide mouth. , almost rendering the entire mountain.

Three needles may not sound like much, but Su Ming, as someone who has learned this method, naturally knows that, just like he accepted offerings from tens of thousands of people, but he could only condense three needles, and the fourth needle even needed this offering. The base is doubled!
If it existed in modern times, it would be considered a large-scale cult.

The place where the Buddha appeared was not of much scale. After the black token was integrated into the void, it only provided them with a small portal. Even a person had to squeeze in to come and go. But the moment the middle-aged Buddha stepped out But there was another hand that opened the entrance.

"enough."

Su Ming lowered his body slightly. The original ghost seemed to have experienced a long life, and then its eyes became slightly hollow, and finally it was swallowed up by the surging golden light.

But that was no longer Su Ming. When Su Ming reappeared, he was already on the old man behind the middle-aged man. The resentment made the ghost turn into reality for a moment, "It's really important that those who are going to die should be prioritized."

His voice was very light, but the moment it appeared, it made the middle-aged Buddha's hair stand on end. He had never experienced this feeling before!
This person is not a human being. He is simply like a ghost that cannot be traced at all. He is obviously everywhere, but cannot be found anywhere.
"Lao Gu, don't come out! Go back to find the palace master!"

The second person to step into this world was a female Buddha, but the cassock she wore was somewhat immoral, but now was not the time to think about this issue, and there was almost no hesitation when she shouted these words.

Although he has not yet fought against Su Ming, this man is the guy who killed Shan Xiaozi. It is impossible that he does not know about Buddha needles, but he obviously chose to attack after seeing the middle-aged man reveal four golden needles.
He even took the initiative to expose his position to lure them out from the beginning, and they didn't even have a chance to see the ghostly moves clearly.

drag!
The crack is one-way, and waiting for the palace master to come may be their only chance. (End of this chapter)