Global Master

Young people don't care about the scholar's ideas.

After all, no one cares about the idea of ​​an ant.

As for Yue Mingsheng, the scholar who was grabbed by him as a servant was naturally no different from the ant.

On the Azure Star, because of being calculated by the Gorefiend, his Divided Soul and Main Soul had to be merged into one again.

The result of this is that the power of endless years suddenly fell on him.

If you look closely, although it looks like a young man, Yue Mingsheng's sideburns have completely turned into the old man's gray, and the young man's face is not tender at all, but looks a bit old.

In those eyes, there is even more dust with endless years.

Although when the blood demon wanted to escape, Yue Mingsheng had already taken care of it.

But he was also forced to be what he is now, and he can only wait for his own light to sink into darkness like the sunset that falls.

Simply put, people who are waiting for death will not be in a good mood.

The only thing that can make people feel good is naturally some unexpected things that will give people some small surprises.

At the moment when Roco's realm improved, Yue Mingsheng suddenly poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

"No taste."

As the only two strong men who have mastered the power of destiny.

Yue Mingsheng naturally experienced everything that Roco could see at this moment.

The so-called holding the destiny of the great world and becoming the supreme destiny emperor.

If you believe in this kind of thing, it will be a ghost. If you are really confused by this power, then doing more by yourself will only become a part of the rules of fate.

After feeling that Luo Ke had obviously given up this choice, Yue Mingsheng nodded slowly.

"It's not disappointing."

The current Yue Mingsheng was no longer a remnant soul that hadn't even reached the realm of Heavenly Sovereign in the state of dividing the soul before.

It's the mighty power of the gods, the double pride of the human race that was able to be called both with humans and demons at the beginning.

It's just a pity that in order to live longer, I broke my soul.

Although the Celestial God's cultivation base has been restored, it has been cut off to continue further.

There are countless ancient beings waking up from their deep sleep, all looking forward to the arrival of the time, so that they can have the opportunity to become a saint in this opportunity and become an existence like an ancient god.

But for Yue Mingsheng, he had already cut off all the future, so naturally he wouldn't have so many thoughts.

The only idea is to think about how he is going to die now while he is waiting for death.

But right now, it seems that there is no need for him to die like this.

After all, there are still many interesting things, such as this so-called holy lord of the human race.

The inheritance of the Holy Master of the Human Race is generally silent for a long time, which is different from that of the Monster Race.

The monster race has a holy star, and will eventually be promoted to a holy master.

But after the fall of the last holy lord of the human race, the Three Lights Holy Artifacts will be lost.

Exactly when it will recover is not a predictable thing at all.

Therefore, in the era of Yuemingsheng and Human Demon Against Liuchuan, there was no such thing as a holy lord of the human race.

The Human Race was able to fight against the Demon Race because there were countless geniuses in the Human Race in that era, and among those geniuses, he and the guy with his brain full of muscles were called together.

It has always been something that Yue Mingsheng was unwilling to face.

Now there is a kid, who is clearly a powerful Destiny Realm, but has learned the skills of that muscular idiot.

Suddenly, the wine was tasteless after drinking.

Or sometimes, I didn't compare to that guy, after all, Niu Chuan fought to kill a demon saint.

In this regard, even if Yue Mingsheng has this ten thousand in his heart, he must admit that he does not have that kind of strength even now.

But now, he is dying.

I also need to look at a field of destiny, the guy who should be regarded as his inheritor, who wants to learn the skills of that muscular stupid.

Yue Mingsheng suddenly became a little angry, and this anger came for some reason.

But for a strong man whose life has reached the end of the day, he is angry now, what reason do he need to find?

The scholar standing by the young man didn't even know what happened.

But the atmosphere around him suddenly became very cold.

Originally, the one's own strength had reached the point where it would not be invaded by the cold and heat, but now he found that it was clear that the night had not fallen, but he was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yue Mingsheng's gaze suddenly fell on the scholar.

"what's your name?"

"Aoki sword...Zuoran."

The scholar still wants to report his name to be more prestigious, although this name is estimated to be worthless in the eyes of the young people.

But after all, it was the result of years of hard work in martial arts.

The corner of Yue Mingsheng’s mouth smiled and said, “You’re lucky, kid.”

When speaking, a black spot of light instantly fell on the center of Zhuo Ran's eyebrows.

At this moment, there were countless fragments in front of Zhuo Ran's eyes, and each fragment contained a majestic aura. When Zhuo Ran wanted to touch a piece.

All the black fragments dissipated in an instant, and everything around was restored to peace.

When Zhuo Ran's eyes fell on the edge of the cliff, the figure of the boy had already disappeared.

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On the day star, with the moment Roco released his hand, the sky and the earth seemed to open up again.

Although his cultivation level has improved, it is not as obvious as he has mastered all destiny before.

But there is no doubt that such an improvement is the most stable way of improvement.

Roco pressed one hand toward the front.

The vitality in the whole person began to be suppressed.

Then, a burst of darkness swallowed Roco.

As one's cultivation level improves, it is inevitable that he will once again face the Daoyun mark left by the demon tribe's holy masters.

This is a hindrance to Roco.

It is also a kind of discipline.

The light of the sun and the moon appeared on Roco's shoulders, and the surrounding darkness was instantly illuminated.

And above the end of the darkness, is a huge bone throne.

Above the throne, a skeleton dragged his chin with one hand and looked at the location of Roco with interest.

In the skull's eyes, the faint blue flame kept beating.

Luo Ke didn't have the slightest impression of the former saint of the monster clan who appeared in front of him.

After all, the human race and the demon race have been developed for countless years. In these countless years, the life span of each saint is only two thousand years, which is not long in fact.

Most of the saints will only be remembered in the era that belongs to him, and with the passing of the times, many saints are just memories that remain in history.

On the throne, the bones and skeletons spoke very hoarsely.

"I only have one sword, you can take the life, otherwise you will die."

Compared to what I have seen before, this monster sage seems to have oversimplified his words.