The great monks in the Nascent Soul stage are among the top group in the entire world of Yu Kingdom's immortal cultivation. Yingsha has been working in Luowang for many years and has learned a lot of information. He knows that there are definitely no more than a hundred Nascent Soul stage monks in the entire Yu Kingdom.
Although there are only a hundred people, you must know that there are millions or even tens of millions of immortal cultivators in the entire Yu Kingdom!
"There are no fewer than 40,000 to 50,000 Golden Core cultivators alone. This means that only one Nascent Soul Stage cultivator can be born out of 400 people. This is enough to establish their supreme status. It is not something that ordinary people can provoke...Wuhen." This guy dared to call out the ancestor of the Zhao family by name, and he was just jumping crazily on the grave!" Ying Sha regretted it at this moment, following Jiang Ming and Wuhen behind him, he seemed to die faster.
Wuhen seemed not to notice Yingsha's ugly face and kept shouting: "Did you hear that? If you want to have a good discussion with my master, let your ancestor come here. Of course, if he is old and frail and has difficulty moving, then let you Zhao Zhao The head of the family is here!" Zuo Yan, who had been silent until he saw that Ying Sha was scared to death, finally spoke.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"The fact that you dared to kill the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect before is enough to prove your courage, but I never expected that you would be such a stubborn, arrogant and arrogant bunch."
"You dare to clamor for my ancestors and clan leaders to come forward to talk to you? This is ridiculous to the extreme! Now that I have changed my mind and dare to humiliate people of my Zhao family, I deserve to be killed!" Boom!
In an instant, layers of murderous intent erupted from Zuo Yan's body. The green rainbow swept out, like a green lotus that made people feel refreshed, but in the next second it turned into an indestructible sword energy, trying to cut Wuhen, who had no words, in half.
It’s over! It’s over! Yingsha wanted to close his eyes and not want to care about this mess. After all, Wuhen was looking for death. If he hung out with this guy, he would die early and be reborn.
Unfortunately, he has been targeted. Once Wuhen dies, it will be his turn next!
"Wuhen, don't talk nonsense, let's stop this beast together!" Yingsha shouted, holding a full moon scimitar and rushing out to kill him. Unexpectedly, Wuhen was faster, and a long spear was like a white dragon coming out of the sea, rippling the surrounding void. , condensed into waves of blazing spears.
For a moment, the gun gang exploded, and the sword light was sharp. The Qinghong Sword Qi on the opposite side also forced him over. The two sides violently bombarded each other. After a muffled sound, the powerful aftermath caused the three people on both sides to take a few steps back.
Among them, Wuhen and Yingsha both took seven or eight steps back, and Zuo Yan only took about two steps back. Make a decision!
Even if the two of them join forces, they are no match for Zuo Yan! But Zuo Yan's face was also quite livid.
"I don't know how many times I have killed these two mere Void Core realm things on weekdays, but today was a good day. I was actually knocked back two steps by the attacks of these two losers!" Zuo Yan felt so ashamed and humiliated that he held the sword tightly in his hand. Immediately arrived again.
"Qing Hong Sword Technique, Second Style!"
"Third form!"
"Fourth style!"
"..." Zuo Yan was furious and could not help but swing his long sword to kill the two of them. In the past, he could kill the ants in the Xudan realm with at most three or four moves.
But at this moment, both Wuhen and Yingsha were wandering around the battlefield with their own strange movements, constantly avoiding Zuo Yan's sword energy and moves, so that all the latter's attacks failed, and there were three-dimensional objects on the ground where they hit. There are quite a few sword pits.
Ahhhhh! Zuo Yan felt increasingly ashamed and simply stopped wielding his sword, let alone attacking the two of them at the same time.
"I'll kill one person first, and then I'll torture the other person!"
"You dare to tease me Zuo Yan like this, you are seeking death!" Zuo Yan yelled. He claimed to be the youngest Jindan monk outside the Zhao family in Jinyuan City, a prodigy in martial arts, and a master in the military. How could he fall into this trap? In such a stalemate?
I must use the blood of these two bastards to refine my sword and wash away my shame! Little did he know that what he did made someone shake his head.
"Quite talented, but unfortunately his character is too bad, even worse than that boy named Ning Caichen." It was Wuming who had been hiding in the darkness and wanted to take Zhu An'an away.
But he wanted to watch a show and see what would happen to Jiang Ming, the stupid young man who dared to kill the Guiling Sect disciples and provoke the Zhao family of Jinyuan, so he didn't show up for a long time.
But at this moment, Wuming felt too boring.
"This stupid young man actually plans to break through the enemy's situation and become a martial arts innate. He is simply ignorant to the extreme!"
"Although it is said that there are innate pills as assistance and blessings, the level of innate martial arts is such that if you are not careful during the promotion process, you will go crazy and die!"
"Such an arrogant and ignorant person is not qualified to take care of the destined daughter of Taiyin Tianfei. It is better to take away the little girl as soon as possible to avoid being harmed by this guy!" As he spoke, Wuming planned to show up and take Zhu An'an away. But the next moment his expression changed slightly.
"How can this be!"
"Three flowers gathered at the top, five yuan dynasty, this is a sign of promotion to Xiantian!" He stared at Jiang Ming with a look of disbelief on his face.
Just because three smallpox appeared on the top of Jiang Ming's head, it was a sign that the three flowers gathered at the top, and it was also a sign of completing the advancement of the innate realm.
But that alone is nothing. At most, he is a martial arts genius who has completed a certain transformation. The most important thing is that Jiang Ming is surrounded by five-color spiritual energy, which is a sign of the Wuyuan Dynasty!
This means that Jiang Ming has not only stepped into Xiantian, but also is a terrifying sign that he will be promoted to Xiantian after completing the three transformations!
Visions of heaven and earth are about to arise! Thinking of this, Wuming Meng looked at the sky. The rolling torrents of thunder descended, as if a divine figure had descended. It was the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother.
Winter winter winter! Boom boom boom! A roar swept through, and even a Nascent Soul stage monk like Wuming could hardly bear it.
"Such a movement, such a vision! This kid is not an ordinary innate who breaks through the realm. If his background is not too deep, and the martial arts he practices are too special and brilliant, he would never be able to induce such a vision!" Wuming Yi His face was horrified.
Ordinary people advance to the golden elixir stage and are martial arts congenital. If they survive, they will attract mysterious thunder and trigger heavenly catastrophe. And what is the situation now?
This even brought out the phantom of a god, which is enough to show that Jiang Ming's breakthrough has resonated with heaven and earth, and even Heavenly Dao appreciates it!
Thinking of this, Wuming couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that I underestimated this kid after all. This guy's origin is absolutely extraordinary. He is definitely not a casual cultivator. He should come from a certain holy land of practice or a certain mysterious ancient sect!"
"If it weren't for such a top-notch and powerful force, it would never be possible to cultivate such a genius. Among those forces, it is a natural talent that is expected to compete for the position of the Son of God and the Son of God!"
