The Evil King's Pampering: The Fourth Young Lady Against Heaven

Chapter 443 Rolling
Ming Yun rubbed his chin: "The formation is quite majestic, but I don't know how strong it is? Can it have the ability to tickle me?"

Yao Lao condensed this terrifying power, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, you are so arrogant there, you dare not dodge this blow from me, and you still want to take it head-on, Mingyun, what will the old man do?" Let you know how to write dead words!"

Ming Yun shrugged his shoulders: "I'm sorry, I know how to write dead characters, so I don't need you to teach them, but you, I think it is very necessary for you to learn, because if you are an enemy of me, your end will only be one word—— die!"

"you wanna die!"

Yao Lao was completely irritated. At this moment, his strength had been gathered, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly fought in Ming Yun's direction.

"A finger of death!"

As if a laser piercing through the sky flashed out, a long and narrow purple light rushed towards Ming Yun's direction at an extremely fast speed, and even the space seemed to be burned and torn apart, and began to become distorted.

This is the power of the eighth grade of soul, and it is only a few steps away from the realm of soul god!

Ming Yun looked at this purple glow that could tear everything and shot towards him, and he didn't even dodge or dodge, falling into the eyes of others, as if Ming Yun had completely given up resistance in the face of such a terrifying force, and stayed there After death, with the power of the eighth grade of soul, is there really someone on Xingyue Continent who can take this blow?

It is simply unimaginable - this power to destroy the world can destroy everything, and Mingyun is just a speck of dust in front of it, disappearing in an instant.

"Ming Yun, die under the power of this old man. Before you die, repent of your arrogance in front of this old man. In front of this old man, you have no chance of winning at all!"

The corner of Mingyun's mouth showed a scornful arc, which landed in Youfan's eyes precisely, like a dart hitting Youfan's heart hard - that trembling.

No, it shouldn't be possible, but why, why is Ming Yun still able to show such an expression?
The power of the finger of death pierced Mingyun fiercely. After the purple light hit Mingyun, it spread out instantly, forming a purple magnetic field soul power ball, which completely engulfed Mingyun's figure. shadow.

"It's really a boring battle. Such a weak person dares to enter the Soul Palace alone. It's simply impatient to live."

Yao Lao didn't care about the ending at all, because he had already determined that Ming Yun had no possibility of surviving in the face of his own power, and now he might have been swallowed by his own power and turned into dust.

The person who defeated Ouyang Baizhan was nothing more than that, no matter how young and talented he was, it would be of no use if he had already died, because a dead person——had no threat.

"Yao Lao, why did you leave so nervous? I haven't slept yet."

Suddenly a voice sounded, like a succubus hovering beside him, Yao Lao's pupils shrank sharply, and turned his back.

No, how is this possible!

Surrounded by the purple soul power of the finger of death, suddenly there was a strange thing that was different from the purple awn. It was only very faint, very faint, like a bit of starlight that was covered next to the moon, but in the end, this starlight It became more and more destructive, overshadowed the moonlight, and was completely exposed to the eyes of everyone.

Red. Red awn? !
"boom."

The purple soul power of the finger of death was completely expelled, revealing Ming Yun's figure, and countless red ripples wrapped around Ming Yun's surroundings, breaking up and expelling the domineering power of the soul's eighth grade, crushing it into nothingness .

Yao Lao was completely stunned, and even began to tremble all over, red, red?This, isn't this the power of the soul god realm possessed by Master Shi Hao, who belongs exclusively to the upper continent?
How could a mere person from Xingyue Continent possess red soul power and reach the realm of a soul god?No, it can't be right!

"Yao Lao, it seems that this is your strongest strength."

Ming Yun looked bored, and patted his clothes: "I'm really a little disappointed, you can't even give me the ability to itch, Yao Lao, you are really too weak."

Me, am I too weak?

Yao Lao was completely stunned. After living for so long, he was already hundreds of years old. For the first time in his life, someone said that he was too weak?

Become a pharmacist, enjoy the brilliance of all people, and finally enter the Soul Palace to become an elder, and then step into the realm of the eighth-rank soul. His old medicine background is an invincible existence in the Xingyue Continent. As a result, Lang Yabai came out first To disrupt the situation, another disciple of Lang Yabai came in front of him, broke his full strength attack, and said that he was too weak?
Mingyun!

"I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it. It is absolutely impossible for anyone on the Xingyue Continent to break through to the Soul God Realm. This is an iron law of nature, and it is impossible for someone to break it. I don't believe it. You must have used some kind of blindfold. Don't try to deceive me Yao Lao, Mingyun, do you think my Yao Lao is so easy to deceive?!"

Yao Lao roared crazily, his pupils were congested with blood, his whole body seemed to be insane, the power of the eighth grade of soul spewed out from his dantian like a tide, turned into countless purple soul power balls, and shot them madly in the direction of Ming Yun, not caring about himself at all Will his soul power be exhausted?

"Tsk tsk, but just to tell you, why go crazy, the psychological endurance of the elderly is poor."

Ming Yun controlled the red soul power with his mind, turning it into a protective barrier to completely isolate Yao Lao's attacks.

"This is not some blindfold, it is the real power of the soul and god realm, and I Mingyun, no matter what kind of rules try to restrain me, it is useless. I will use my own strength to break these restraints and let them stand in front of me. Nothing to hide, completely disappeared, not just the soul god, I know there are more and stronger realms waiting for me to break through, Yao Lao, now this Xingyue Continent no longer belongs to the age of you old and immortal, together with This soul hall will turn into the dust of history together, so let’s die.”

After saying these words, Ming Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Opening his eyes again, a monstrous aura erupted from Ming Yun's body, descending from the sky, intimidating the earth.

The moment when the soul power is condensed to perfection is when this move is poured out.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Ming Yun's mouth, and he paused every word: "Yao Lao, try this trick—Wan Shan breaks thousands of troops!"

The surging red soul power condensed out like a river, and thousands of horses and horses galloped roaring towards them, condensing at the last point, like a Mount Tai, smashing towards Yao Lao's body fiercely.

Together with this soul hall, turn it into ashes for me.

"No, it's impossible, stop, stop quickly! Stop the old man, don't kill the old man, don't destroy the soul hall, destroy everything about the old man!"

(End of this chapter)