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Chapter 453 Doom spell!The Butcher Comes in Person ([-]-character chapter)

A great battle came to an abrupt end in silence.

No one knows what happened!
"The Nine Desolation Demon Spirit has been defeated? What was that saber intent just now?"

"Destroy everything, destroy everything, there is no opponent in front of you... What kind of sword intent is this!?"

"Unbelievable... Who is that person? Looking at the northern border, it seems that there is no such person!"

"It is rumored that the Vacuum Hometown has already been born, perhaps it has led to such a hidden master!"

One after another exclamation sounded, and the fiery eyes looked through the clouds and stared at the sky.

Everyone wants to know what is the origin of the person who just shot!

rumbling...

The nuclear flying boat broke free, broke through the clouds, and went away through the air, leaving only a faint trace, branding the sky.

"What was that just now?" Gu Shixin's face was pale, he had gone through a catastrophe, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't even lift up his strength at this moment.

Seeing this, Wang Qiong quickly activated the vitality pool, and a beam of vitality as bright as gold entered the opponent's body.

Gu Shixin ran the fire to refine, and his complexion eased just now.

"The origin of that person is not simple, and the power he comprehends is even more extraordinary. He transcends the material world and masters the way of the soul..."

Wang Qiong spoke softly, as if he had seen through the opponent's background.

Since the establishment of the fire cultivation system, many paths and methods have been derived. Some of the powers are strange and unpredictable, and have the ability to frighten gods and ghosts. Ordinary methods cannot deal with them. When encountering such power, they can only be like a sow in a pen. , let it be slaughtered.

The way of the soul is like this!
This kind of power can ignore the material world, and all attacks and defenses are ineffective against it. Once it is attacked, the soul will leave the body, and the blood will wither, and in a blink of an eye, it will be like flying ash, which can be called overbearing and mysterious.

When he was in the Guangming Academy, Wang Qiong heard Fei Lao mention this kind of power.

The soul is empty, and comprehending such methods is extremely dangerous, requiring powerful spiritual thoughts and unfathomable brain power.

Therefore, the requirements for aptitude are more stringent than those of other methods for practicing the soul, at least it must be as talented as Ye Mo.

"One soul!?" Gu Shixin frowned slightly, revealing deep fear.

As the son of King Tianwu, he has naturally heard of the horror and horror of this lineage.

Mastering such power, claiming to destroy a country by one person, no one can resist even a look unless it is a peak master.

"This kind of power is too rare. In the whole world, there is only one person who has reached the end of this road..." Gu Shixin looked at Wang Qiong and couldn't help saying.

"The Twelve Thrones! Undead!" Wang Qiong whispered, with strong fear in his eyes.

Although he has no taboos and is domineering and shocking, he is still in awe of such a legend.

The Twelve Thrones are the ones who truly stand at the top of the world.

Only the boss, Emperor Qin, and the Lord of the Dark Church can stand shoulder to shoulder with him!
"Undead..." Gu Shixin's voice trembled when he mentioned the name.

As a younger generation, he is no less afraid of this name than the older generation. King Tianwu has mentioned it many times in front of him.

At that time, this lunatic once came to the Guangming Academy and started killing, almost destroying half of the foundation of the Guangming Academy, and many masters withered and fell.

According to rumors, Ji Yuanchen was the survivor of that catastrophe.

Facing the undead, there is no effective way to stop them.

In the end, if it wasn't for Shengang's action, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"In the catastrophe back then, three people died in the Guangming Academy only at the Spirit Furnace Realm..." Gu Shixin sighed.

Looking at the world, the ruler is already the backbone, the master is considered a top expert, and the master is the big killer of one party.

As for the realm of the spiritual furnace, it is simply a detached, god-like existence.

For the Guangming Academy, the three spiritual furnace realm powerhouses almost gave away their wealth, and the loss of such an existence was an unbearable pain.

"This is the Twelve Thrones..." Wang Qiong couldn't help sighing when he heard this.

For thousands of years, there has never been an organization that has sprung up like the Twelve Thrones. Only 12 people swept the world, leaving behind all kinds of fears and legends.

They trample on order and break rules, representing the supreme power, and they are symbols of chaos and disorder.

The name of the throne is true!

Those 12 people have indeed climbed to the pinnacle of the era, sitting on the throne, overlooking all living beings.

"Was that person just now a disciple of the undead?" Gu Shi asked in fear.

"Even if it's not, it must be related!"

"..."

Gu Shixin was speechless!
He never dreamed that he would be targeted by such a terrifying character just after he entered the Northern Territory. He was simply unlucky.

Thinking of this, Gu Shixin looked at Wang Qiong suspiciously.

He found that as long as he followed this guy, there would be no good things... Guangming Palace, the Third Prince, and even many royal families all regarded him as a thorn in their side, wherever Wang Qiong went, there would be great battles and powerful enemies, It is not an exaggeration to be a catastrophe.

"You won't have awakened the legendary Great Unlucky Technique!" Gu Shixin couldn't help but said.

The Great Unlucky Art, also known as the Bad Luck Art, is an ancient supernatural ability that has a terrible reputation and has been famous in ancient and modern times.

Rumor has it that awakening this technique will inevitably lead to catastrophe wherever it goes, and there will be many disasters. Anyone who has a relationship with the host will suffer three or six defeats, ranging from family destruction to death, and from severe cases of never being reborn, sleeping on the bed, eating and eating...

Awakening this technique, it is said that where it passes, no grass will grow, and one person will destroy the city and the country. It is simply a born celestial being.

The most important thing is that the host who has awakened such abilities cannot die no matter what. Just the bad luck that comes with being born can kill all enemies. The power is unimaginable.

Therefore, the art of bad luck is as famous as the art of controlling the mother, and the art of mouth escape, and it is listed as one of the top ten magical abilities in ancient and modern times.

With Wang Qiong's physique, Gu Shi couldn't help but think about it.

"My lord, if I had such superpowers, the Guangming Academy would have been closed long ago..." Wang Qiong curled his lips and said.

"You put it this way... Chilongcheng Guangming Academy has indeed been removed..."

Gu Shi became more and more suspicious.

Originally, he was just saying it casually, as a joke.

But Wang Qiong's reminder seems to be the same thing.

"..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Qiong interrupted Gu Shixin's nonsense, and focused on the fire ring of the bone youth.

In addition to some imperial rice and spirit herb potions, there are some corpses and Yin-type materials, which are of no great use to Wang Qiong.

The only thing he cares about is a piece of information.

"Old mother without birth, home in vacuum...why does this name sound so familiar?" Wang Qiong whispered.

"Old Wang, don't you have a history class in Guangming Academy? You don't even know Wusheng Mother?" Gu Shixin smiled.

"you know?"

"Mother Wusheng, that is an unrivaled powerhouse of the same generation as Lin Luotian and King Hoffa..."

"So it's her!? I remembered!" Wang Qiong slapped his forehead, his eyes glowing brightly.

3000 years ago, the brilliance of Lin Luotian illuminated that era, great and warm.

Under such brilliance, there is not only one King Hoffa who is in full swing.

The world is bright, countless big stars are rising, shining in the starry sky.

Wu Sheng Lao Mu is one of them!

Being able to compete with those heroes of thousands of generations with the body of a woman can be seen from the amazing talent.

"Vacuum hometown... It is rumored that Wusheng's old mother sat in the northern border in her later years. Before she died, she created a world through the air with supreme magic power, known as the vacuum hometown... so it is true!?" Wang Qiong's eyes lit up instantly.

That kind of light is unique, just like a weasel seeing an old hen.

The vacuum hometown hides everything about the lifeless old mother!
That is the real treasure trove!

"Huh? Xiao Mingzun...Xiao Ming!?"

Suddenly, Wang Qiong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a familiar name in the information.

He chewed lightly, his gaze gradually became sharper.

rumbling...

In an instant, the nuclear airship turned its direction, and the powerful power was running at full speed.

"Where are we going?" Gu Shi was stunned and blurted out.

"Vacuum hometown!" The cold words slowly echoed above the sky!

……

Vacuum home!

According to the ancient Taoist scriptures, there is only one life and death for all beings, but there is a place to return, and they all come out of our door. Those who enter this door have no life or death. Reciting names and taboos can transcend hardships. This is a vacuum hometown!
Here, time seems to stand still, there is no time and space, and there is no life and death!

The big river is like a dragon, rolling away!
The mountains are continuous, like veins intertwined!

A silkworm cocoon intertwined with white light exudes terrifying high temperature, undulating on the top of a mountain, and the terrifying force almost collapses the top of the mountain.

"Senior brother, this little Mingzun really has some tricks, even the Great Sun Heavenly King Curse can't kill him!" A disciple couldn't help but said with fear.

"He won't last long!" Sin Jianxing said indifferently, looking at the bright cocoon.

"This person forcibly opened the vacuum hometown, and his vitality was greatly damaged. He has already lost half his life, and now he is trapped by the Great Sun Heavenly King Curse, but it is the end of his battle!"

The Great Sun Heavenly King Curse is the secret treasure of the Heavenly King Sect back then, which is between supernatural powers and magic weapons.

Once this curse is activated, it can turn into a great sun, trap and kill powerful enemies, and wipe out the opponent's fire.

In the past, King Huofa led an army to destroy the Tianwang Gate, and this treasure was passed down.

Now the temple only has nine Great Sun Heavenly King Mantras left in its hands. Today, when the method of refining this mantra is lost, it has become extinct.

Using such a rare treasure, how could it not kill a mere little Mingzun?

moo...

Suddenly, a loud sound resounded, like a morning bell startling, deafening,

The mountains and rivers are undulating, and the heaven and earth are surging.

The golden brilliance is transmitted from the huge bright silk cocoon, revealing the meaning of sacredness and detachment.

"The kalpas of life and death, the moment of eternity, the infinite pure land, the impermanence of all dharmas..."

At this moment, the strange sound of chanting spread all over the world, echoing endlessly, like Sanskrit chanting, magical and mysterious...

"Senior brother, this is..." Everyone was terrified, showing horror.

Even the sin sword punishment changed his face in an instant.

"Xiao Mingzun... I underestimated him after all. He was blessed with good luck and survived all odds. He actually comprehended the supreme method in the midst of life and death. He was only one step away from stepping out his own path!"

Sin Jian Xing clenched his teeth, showing a strong look of fear.

He once heard his master say that there is a kind of person in this world who is lucky and born to be one of the protagonists of the era.

This kind of person has countless catastrophes in his life, but every time the catastrophe comes, he can always find his own opportunity, and after a moment of life and death, he will be further favored by the heavens and be one step closer to the peak.

There is no doubt that Xiao Mingzun is this kind of person.

At this moment, Ming Haoran's threat level in the heart of Sin Jian Xing rose sharply, followed by a strong murderous intent.

"Send you on your way!"

Immediately, the Great Sun Heavenly King Mantra was activated to the extreme, and the true energy was like a sea, smoldering crazily!
On the bright silk cocoon, blood-colored runes emerged, like a curse book of death, composing the last wail of life!
hum...

The golden brilliance dimmed!
Inside the bright silk cocoon, the fluctuation of life suddenly weakened, like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

At this moment, Ming Haoran's figure emerged from it.

The endless light infected his body like a virus, penetrated into his flesh and blood, his internal organs began to burn, and the brilliance of the fire seemed to merge with it.

"Finally killed!"

"If you are an enemy of the temple, you will naturally die..."

"In the sky and on the earth, there is only one dead end!"

Everyone sighed, all heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.

These days, Ming Haoran killed too many disciples of the temple, and now he was finally executed and beheaded by the sinful sword.

This time, the purpose of establishing the temple's prestige is to tell the world again that in the northern border, the temple is still high above and cannot be desecrated.

Ming Haoran slowly opened his eyes.

In the gaze, there is reluctance, attachment, and regret, but more of it is a kind of understanding and freedom.

"I heard it in the morning, and I will die in the evening... It's a pity, it's only half a step away..."

Ming Haoran sighed, the fire was about to die out, and life seemed to have come to an end.

"It should be like this!" Sin Jian Xing said indifferently.

In front of him, no one can escape life and death, and his fierce reputation is forged by the blood and bones of countless peers.

hum...

Sin Sword Xing raised his hand and fell, countless bug-like lights gathered around Ming Haoran's body, and they were about to penetrate into his heart and end his life completely.

hum...

"Student Xiao Ming, you are dying!"

At this moment, a burst of contemptuous laughter came from behind, revealing a hint of joy of reunion after a long absence.

At the same time, a generous palm landed on Ming Haoran's shoulder.

"Thousands of catastrophes, all belong to me!"

As soon as the words fell, endless light surged, and all the terrible spells poured into that palm.

Yuanling bones, black flame blood, and the terrifying life energy gushing out like a frenzy, easily devoured and refined that terrible light spell.

This scene was earth-shattering and shocked everyone's attention.

Ming Haoran's body was shocked, but he didn't care about the rest of his life, he turned his head mechanically, his eyes sparkled, and when he saw that familiar figure, his body trembled involuntarily.

"Student Xiao Ming, long time no see!"

The corners of Wang Qiong's mouth raised slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He stepped forward, raised his hand and punched Ming Haoran on the chest.

"You're getting stronger!"

(End of this chapter)