Master of Untold Daos: The Battle of the Forty-Eighth King Slaughter·War Start

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Chen Ming glanced at Ling Xian and Mo Yun on the competition stage. Ling Xian was still a little fairy before, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with the younger generation fighting. As the elders, it is naturally not easy to surrender and intervene."

Mo Tian smiled and said: "Then I can rest assured."

The two sat down, and saw the sword energy on the blood sea magic knife in Mo Yun's hand getting stronger and stronger, and the blood-colored light shining on the entire competition table.

Ling Xian showed a look of vigilance, "This knife is a little weird, it seems to be much stronger than the spirit soldier. In that case, I can only use this finger."

Ling Xian made **** and made one, violent mana gushing out of his body, condensing between his fingers.

Mo Tian's expression suddenly changed, he could feel the power of Ling Xian's finger, "This is... the breath of Xianshu!"

The great practitioners who watched the battle also saw this, "It is not a real fairy technique, but it has the aura of fairy magic!"

"It just has the breath of fairy magic, it's already incredible!"

"The breath of fairy magic, how is this possible?"

Mo Tian stood up excitedly, but Chen Ming stretched out his hand to hold down his shoulder, "Mormon Lord, fighting between juniors, you and I are better to watch from the sidelines, don't surrender yourself."

Mo Tian gave Chen Ming angrily, waved his sleeves, and finally sat back.

Mo Yun could also feel the pressure on Ling Xian's finger, and shouted: "This is impossible! You, it is impossible to defeat me, blood sea!"

Mo Yun swung a knife, and a one-foot-long knife flew over, Ling Xian pointed out of thin air, the violent aura gathered into a cyan finger, and flew towards the knife, "The little finger leads to the mysterious! "

The cyan finger clicked the knife gas, flew straight to Mo Yun, landed on Mo Yun’s chest, and shot Mo Yun’s chest directly, leaving a blood-stained wound. Mo Yun looked at his chest as if silly In general, "This is impossible, how can you defeat me?"

Ling Xian's murderous heart burst, and he rushed towards Mo Yun who was vomiting blood!

At this moment, the outcome has been divided, and the next thing to be divided is life and death!

"Ding, Ling Xian's shame mission is completed, you have 1200 points of morality."

Finally completed the task, can you finally set foot in the realm of the Demon King?

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that a lottery is needed now!

"Extract Lingxian and Zhuo Qingyao

Reward for breaking into the realm! "

Chen Ming doesn't know the algorithm of Zhuo Qingyao's realm very well, but the system lady told herself that she can draw twice.

"Ding, the lottery is in progress. The draw is over. You have won "Tai Su Ling Coffin" with 20,000 spiritual awareness points! The reward has been issued, please check it carefully."

"Tai Su Ling Coffin", immortal level practice, in a thought of life and death, turn over the life and death, and overwhelm the life and death. There are two volumes of "Tai Su Ling Coffin", the Tai Su scroll and the Spirit Coffin scroll. The Tai Su scroll can save people, but the Spirit Coffin scroll is used to kill people.

Moreover, the mana cultivated has two attributes of life and death. Life and death are incompatible. Wouldn't such mana die?

I am afraid that apart from Chen Ming in this world, it is difficult to find a second person who can practice "Tai Su Ling Coffin".

However, it is a fairy-level technique anyway, and it can be regarded as Lingxian's lucky aura.

Furthermore, Chen Ming is lacking in spiritual sense now. He has 20,000 spiritual sense in his account. It's beautiful!

Chen Ming said in his heart: "Suddenly realize the "Never Dying Gangfeng" and "Bishui Danjing" enough to break through to the seventh realm of Dao realm!"

Now that there is spiritual knowledge and morality, that's how it is!

"Ding, I have consumed 1150 points of teacher's morality and have completed the epiphany."

In Chen Ming's body, two Dao Palaces appeared, namely, the Dao Palaces for practicing "Silence of the Wind" and "Bishui Danjing".

Chen Ming continued: "Improve the "Silence of the Gangfeng" and "Blue Water Pill Sutra" to the sixth stage of the Dao Realm!"

"Ding, consume 12840 points of spiritual consciousness, the realm has been improved!"

Chen Ming glanced at his risk index at this time.

The risk index: 330.

Hazard rating: high risk.

For practitioners, you are already a high-risk person.

The risk index has risen directly by 31 points, which is a great increase in strength! And most importantly, now he has truly achieved Demon King level strength!

I don’t know if I can complete my advanced mission by killing this Motian.

Ling Xian was still walking towards Mo Yun, who was seriously injured. Mo Tian finally couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued, his son would definitely die under Ling Xian's hand. He immediately slapped the table and got up and roared at Chen Ming: "The crow is no way, do you want to let Lingxian kill Mo Yun!"

Chen Ming didn't persuade him, and immediately got up and said: "So what?"

One piece under the stage

In an uproar, the elders who led their disciples to participate in the sword test meeting finally felt that things were not simple. Here, it seems that a battle between kings is about to break out!

The battle of the king class, but it can be called the battle of destroying the country, if they continue to stay here, there is no benefit.

"What's the matter?"

"Will there be a battle between kings!"

"Could it be the battle of King Slaughter?"

"It shouldn't be the battle of slaughter kings. A king will only be born for hundreds of years. They are all very sorry."

"Whether it is the King Slaughter battle or not, I can't bear the aftermath of the King-level battle!"

"How could it not be the Battle of King Slaughter, the Battle of King Slaughter in the Six Kings Alliance has been going on for several months!"

Mo Tian roared: "The crow has no way, don’t forget where it is. This is the Feixianmen. This king and Huayang have hundreds of disciples from the Feixianmen, dozens of them enter the Dao realm to help fist The Tiger Demon King really thought he could escape here, okay?"

The practitioners who watched the battle said one after another: "Yes, this is the Flying Fairy Gate, and the Demon King Crow and the Black Tiger Demon King, two fists are hard to beat four hands!"

"The two demon kings should not dare to do anything here!"

"The two demon kings came alone, not necessarily the opponents of Lord Mormon and Lord Huamen!"

Chen Ming smiled and said, "Is there any one of you? Where is my son from the Six Kings Alliance?"

Among the crowd, a demon flag stood up, and the demon spirit instantly spread to the audience. Two demon generals led dozens of great demon to here, and Xiong Daxiong Er also tore off his disguise.

"The Alliance of Six Kings, under the command of the Black Tiger Demon King, the demon commander Huya, stand by at any time!"

"The Alliance of Six Kings, under the command of the Black Tiger Demon King, the demon commander and tiger claw, stand by at any time!"

"The alliance of six kings, under the command of the demon king, the demon king bears big, ready to call!"

"The Alliance of Six Kings, under the command of the Demon King Crow Wudao, the Demon Commander Xiong Er, stand by at any time!"

Chen Ming got up, his mighty power, unscrupulously exuding evil spirits, his cold eyes swept across the practitioners off the field one by one, "Now, those who don't want to die, get out of me!"

The practitioners of the southern countries are actually wandering between the human race and the monster race. After all, they are close to the Shiwan Dashan mountain. The monster race here is very powerful. It is estimated that it is impossible for them to kill the human race for themselves. It is best now. The thing is to show their strength and let these people leave here, at least to watch from the sidelines and not to intervene in the war between them.