Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 602

Su Ming stood up slowly, "Your tricks are useless to me. Threats are the last thing I'm afraid of."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Are you sure you want to be our enemy?"

Su Ming stretched out his finger and shook it, "Didn't you force me to be your enemy?"

"This king is kind enough to discuss with you. As long as you hand over the blood of the true god, you can talk about anything. If not, you will be at your own risk."

The middle-aged man threatened in a deep voice. He waved his arm, and the monster behind him let out a deafening roar, as if he was going to give Su Ming a blow.

Su Ming yawned, and said angrily, "Are you guys so funny?"

"What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man had a gloomy face.

"You should give up the idea of ​​letting me take the initiative to give you the blood of the true god. If you want the blood of the true god, you can grab it from me."

Su Ming said lightly and calmly: "As the saying goes, those who are capable live there. If you defeat me, the blood of the true god will naturally be yours."

"Are you sure you have the ability to face so many monster masters like us?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered.

Su Ming shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

He stared at Su Ming with burning eyes, "I will say it one last time, will you hand over the blood of the true god?"

"I'll repeat it again, if you defeat me, the blood of the true god will naturally belong to you."

Su Ming said calmly, "Could it be that you think so many monster masters are not my opponents?"

The middle-aged man's face was frosty, "This king is giving you a chance."

"give me a chance?"

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "When did my human cultivator ask the demon race to give me a chance?"

Killing intent surged in the eyes of the middle-aged man, "Are you really not going to hand over the blood of the true god?"

"I got it by my own ability, why should I give it to you?"

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, "You want to tell me a reason? Do you want to bully the few with more? I'll stick with you to the end."

"My lord, what are you doing with him so much, just kill him and take the blood of the true god."

A Yaozun couldn't bear Su Ming's insolent roar and roared.

The middle-aged man waved his hand to stop him. Although he didn't speak, he glared at Su Ming.

The middle-aged man didn't know why Su Ming could be so confident, he didn't dare to be careless.

Faced with so many monster masters like them, they can still be so calm and composed, either they are stupid, or they have real skills.

Middle-aged men would rather be cautious and believe it is the latter possibility.

Su Ming looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two sides from time to time, and he already noticed that there were monster masters in the dark.

Being able to hide so perfectly is definitely not an ordinary monster race.It should be a master of the Yaozu royal family or the royal family...

The Yaozu royal family and royal masters have all come, one can imagine the importance of the blood of the true god to the Yaozu.

The more so, the more impossible it is for Su Ming to return the blood of the true god to the monster race.

The monks of the human race and the monster race are at odds with each other, and the blood of the true god falling into the hands of the monster race is equivalent to giving hundreds of masters to the monster race.

How could Su Ming do such a thing of digging his own grave.

Su Ming said indifferently: "If you want to fight, hit it, or I will leave."

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, "Since you are so stubborn, then we can only be rude to you."

"If you want to fight, you can fight, why is there so much nonsense?"

Su Ming looked impatient.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and immediately two demon masters came out.

Su Ming showed a slight smile on his face, "The two demon masters just want to deal with me, you really look down on me."

Hearing this, the two demon masters were furious.

Su Ming yawned and swung his fingers towards them, "Come on, let me see how strong you are."

Before the words were finished, two demon masters rushed towards him like the wind.

"roll!"

Su Ming's gaze was like lightning, and the pupils of the two Yaozun's eyes shrank suddenly, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Su Ming flicked his fingers, and a ray of brilliance whizzed away, piercing through the eyebrows of a demon venerable.The wide-eyed eyes of this Yaozun are full of confusion and puzzlement...

too suddenly.

The other Yaozun felt chills all over, and his heart was jumping with fear.

Su Ming smiled at him, his heart was terrified, and he yelled badly, before he could turn around, he found a bloody hole in his heart.

The middle-aged man's face was ashen. He didn't expect such an opening.

In this way, it actually gave them a blow.

The demon masters in the rear were also startled when they saw Su Ming kill the two demon masters with a snap of his fingers.

The two demon masters who walked out were not weak, and they were killed without even a chance to make a move.

I'm afraid it will be the same result when they go out.

The middle-aged man laughed back angrily, "I didn't expect your cultivation to be so advanced, but this king underestimated you."

"You monster race seem to have never looked down on human monks."

Su Ming said coldly: "You monster clan dispatched so many masters this time, it should be certain to win the blood of the true god. If the blood of the true god is obtained by others, you may still have a chance. However, the blood of the true god fell into my hands , your chances are slim.”

While speaking, Su Ming took out the Jade Qiong Sword.

Suddenly, a fierce and domineering aura spread like mercury pouring down the ground.

The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he took two steps back subconsciously.

The eyes of the other monster races were filled with fear.

Suddenly, Su Ming rushed into the group of demons like a ghost, revealing the dominance of the Yuqiong Sword.

With a single strike of the sword, one can sweep across the area.

In an instant, the blood was overwhelming.

The middle-aged man jumped into a rage, flipped his palms, and suppressed Su Ming.

The corner of Su Ming's mouth curled into a sneer, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.The middle-aged man was shocked and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Under his palm, many monster races died.

The middle-aged man yelled like crazy.

What Su Ming did made him very angry but helpless.

There are many monster clans, once Su Ming enters the monster clan, he will not be able to make a move at all.

He was trembling with anger, he could only watch the wisps of sword light whizzing away, reaping the lives of the monster clan.

Su Ming chose to rush into the demon clan at this time, and he had his own plans.He tried his best to brand the Yao Zun and took the Yao Zun for his own use.

He doesn't care whether these demon masters agree or not, but forcibly subdue them.

If you don't agree, you will die.

The life and death of all Yaozun branded by him are but a matter of his thought.

The middle-aged man sensed Su Ming's thoughts and looked up at the void, "Are you still doing it?!"

Let Su Ming continue to kill, the Yaozun will have to be fully controlled by Su Ming.

In desperation, he could only ask for help from those monster races who did not show up.

Su Ming stopped killing and looked up.

Only the space fluctuated, and four or five figures emerged.Following their appearance, the Yaozu who were terrified by Su Ming knelt respectfully and shouted in unison, "See Your Honor."

"Your Honor?"

Su Ming narrowed his eyes.

Even the Yaozun and the ancestral beast respectfully address the Venerable, these guys have a lot of background.

It seems that his prediction is correct, these guys are definitely from the Yaozu royal family or the royal family.

(End of this chapter)