Bear Child's Journey Through Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 383 I just want to blow up the house!

Chapter 380 Eight

As soon as Wang Xiaoming's words fell, the four holy envoys shot at the same time, and the mighty spiritual energy shook the entire hall.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Qinglong who was charging towards him like a ghost, and slapped him angrily.

There were six scorching suns spinning out of the body, and then, the Qinglian sword turned into a ray of light, releasing sword energy around it, integrating the sword technique of "Nine Suns Heavenly Jue", and the fiery sword energy spread.

When Qinglong slapped out this palm, he found that the bone-piercing sword energy had a faintly hot temperature, and the two collided together.

Boom!

The space vibrates, the fire spreads, and everything around is affected by the impact of the air wave.

And Qinglong was also shaken back.

"If you want to retreat, this Immortal Monarch makes it impossible for you to retreat!"

Wang Xiaoming, who was grinning wickedly, came behind Qinglong in a flash.

When Qinglong reacted, Wang Xiaoming slapped him behind him.

Seeing this, You Ji charged towards Wang Xiaoming with a powerful divine power, and the other two envoys rushed over to fight against Wang Xiaoming together.

boom!
There was a blast of air, the colliding forces had nowhere to rest, and exploded in an instant, not only the Four Great Sacred Envoys were shaken back, but even Wang Xiaoming staggered back.

At this moment, Qinglong, Youji and others discovered that this seemingly young child actually possessed such a profound cultivation.

The four holy envoys stood together, looking at Wang Xiaoming in shock.

"There is something wrong with this son, you must report it to the ghost king immediately." A holy envoy said to Qinglong.

You Ji's expression under the veil was very plain, but her eyes became dignified, and she looked at Qinglong.

On Qinglong's pretty face, he was also a little wary of Wang Xiaoming who suddenly came to the main altar, even a little wary. After pondering for a while, he said to Wang Xiaoming: "Your Excellency, why did you come to the Ghost King Sect?"

Wang Xiaoming looked indifferently, looked at the few people, and knew that they were afraid of him now, but they were not afraid, so he said with a smile: "The purpose of my coming is to make a scene, whether to kill or not depends on the situation."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Qinglong frowned slightly, wondering what the reason was, besides, the address of my Ghost King Zong is so secret, it stands to reason that even a member of Qingyun Sect would not be able to find this place, how did this person find this place ?

Moreover, he also said just now that he is not a disciple of Qingyun sect.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Qinglong as if he was thinking about something, waved his hands and said, "Okay, don't think too much, I am here today, I am not ordered by anyone, and no one can order me to do anything."

At this time, a large number of disciples of the Ghost King Sect had gathered around, ready to strike at any time.

Wang Xiaoming walked over slowly, step by step.

When Wang Xiaoming walked over like this, many people followed him with fear on their faces, but they didn't make any moves.

Even Qinglong and Youji became nervous.

At this moment, two figures quickly appeared in front of Qinglong and Youji.

The two are of extraordinary aura, full of power and majesty, and have the demeanor of a king.

Seeing these two people appear, Wang Xiaoming stopped and looked at the two people who came.

"I don't know if Your Excellency is coming, but Wan is too far away to welcome you!" The middle-aged man in the lead was also full of vigor, looking at Wang Xiaoming with a gentle smile on his face.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the middle-aged man, his expression moved slightly, then he clasped his fists and saluted slightly as a sign of politeness, and said crisply, "Will the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect go?"

The person who came was the King of Ghosts, and Mr. Ghost was beside him.

"It's my lord. I don't know why your Excellency came to my Ghost King's Sect? You also injured my disciples. That's not good!" Ghost King said flatly.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help laughing, and said, "The ghost king is serious. Actually, I don't want to be like this, but if they want to stop me, I can only do it."

Listening to this, Mr. Ghost frowned slightly, and said to the Ghost King, "Sovereign, in my opinion, he may have been sent by Qingyun to make trouble. Now that he knows the stronghold of my Ghost King Sect, he must not be let go."

The ghost king quickly waved his hand, signaling him not to continue, looked at Wang Xiaoming, and said with a smile: "Why do you want to do it here?"

"It's just doing something, the Ghost King doesn't need to be nervous." Wang Xiaoming grinned, then looked at Mr. Ghost, and said, "Old man, I'm not from Qingyun, I'm a free man, and I advise you to be kind!"

"You..." Mr. Ghost was surprised, thinking that he could hear it.

The ghost king also looked slightly condensed, thinking that this son actually heard the conversation between him and Mr. Ghost just now.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two, Wang Xiaoming grinned coldly and said, "Don't be surprised, I know exactly what you are thinking at this moment, but you are thinking too much. You think so complicated."

"Let me emphasize again, I am not a disciple of Qingyun Sect." Wang Xiaoming said here, his whole body burst into aura, and he said coldly: "Because I just razed Qingyun Sect to the ground, and that's why I rushed to Huqi Mountain."

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere at the scene became unusually quiet, and a needle could be heard. The expressions of the Ghost King and Mr. Ghost changed slightly, and they looked at each other in shock.

"You said you've been to Qingyunmen?" Mr. Gui looked at Wang Xiaoming with some surprise and asked excitedly.

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "That's right, I've also seen how powerful the Zhuxian Sword is, but it's actually not that powerful. Look at me, I'm fine."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's understatement, the ghost king was a little speechless, he had seen the power of the Zhuxian sword before, but it seemed that there was nothing unusual about it coming from this boy's mouth.

What is his origin?
Wang Xiaoming felt that the atmosphere at the scene was quiet, so he shook his head helplessly, and said, "I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, so next, I have to make some noise, otherwise, wouldn't it be that the ghost Wang Zong walked away for nothing?" ?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Qinglong and Youji took a step forward, stood in front of the ghost king, and said: "Sect Master, this son is weird, you have to be careful."

The ghost king waved his hand, walked past Qinglong and Youji, faced Qinglong and Youji alone, and said, "No problem, I would like to see how tall a person can be against the Zhuxian Sword."

"Sovereign!" Mr. Gui was a little worried.

"Sect Master!" Qinglong and Youji said in unison.

"Stand back." Ghost King said in a low voice, it seemed that his decision was unquestionable.

Looking into the ghost king's eyes, Mr. Ghost, Qinglong, and You Ji slowly backed away.

Then the ghost king looked at Wang Xiaoming and said, "Although I don't know what you want, I can tell you that what you want, I, the ghost king, don't have."

Wang Xiaoming snorted coldly and said, "Nothing, I just want to blow up the house!"

(End of this chapter)