"Moo"

Qingniu also screamed, the lightning stopped abruptly, his whole body was also scorched black, his fur was cracked, and the blood flowed out desperately as if he didn't want money, and his breath was very low, but it was much better than Luo Ming.

"Whew"

"Whew"

"Whew"

Qingniu stood in the air, constantly panting, staring at Luo Ming who fell to the ground, and at the same time a trace of deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"This damn human being, almost planted, I have never heard of such a young strong man before, it is estimated that it is from this ancestral land, take advantage of the present, hurry up and solve it, and those human beings, there must be a strong man coming soon. ”

Having made up his mind, the green cow walked towards Luo Ming, who fell to the ground and did not react.

Seeing Luo Ming fall to the ground and not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Bai Xingyu and the others couldn't help but tremble, and when they saw the green bull flying towards Luo Ming, their hearts were even tighter.

In the distance, Bai Xingyu shouted:

"Qingshan-kun, don't do it. ”

"Huh?"

Listening to the green cow beside Luo Ming, he looked at Bai Xingyu and his party in the distance, and then said:

"What? Are you White Emperor City trying to stop me?"

Swallowing his saliva, Bai Xingyu strengthened his courage and took a step forward and said:

"Do you really want to fight with us to the death?"

"Hahahaha, joke, this son slaughtered my clan, killed my descendants, and even the nine babies died at his hands, you and I will never die with you?" Qingshanjun laughed angrily at Bai Xingyu's words.

Bai Xingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said strongly:

"These are just your demon clan's own provocations, if he dies, you will face endless revenge from their ancestral land. ”

Qingshanjun was stunned for a moment, obviously frightened by Bai Xingyu's words, and his mind quickly turned:

"Is this really from the ancestral land? Could it be that there are so many strong people in the ancestral land now? Isn't it that the spiritual energy is exhausted and cannot be cultivated? But this son has such strength at such a young age, and there are really any anti-strong people in the ancestral land. ”

Seeing Qingshanjun hesitate, a trace of essence flashed in Bai Xingyu's eyes, and he spoke again:

"You have thought about it, now that the powerhouse of the ancestral land is coming, if you kill him, your Demon God Temple will soon be destroyed. ”

However, when he said this, his confidence was obviously a little insufficient, and he was also nervous in his heart, Luo Ming had been with him in the ancestral land, and Luo Ming was the strongest.

But he is also a gamble, if he is bluffed, then everyone will be happy, if he is not bluffed, delay the time, and wait for the strong man of Jingcheng to arrive, there is still a chance, if Luo Ming dies, Qingshanjun can kill them all before the reinforcements of Jingcheng come.

"Huh?"

Qingshanjun's divine sense suddenly rushed towards Bai Xingyu, and instantly felt Bai Xingyu's rapidly beating heart and the sweat on his forehead, and then he came to his senses:

"I almost fell for this, if the ancestral land is really so strong, then how can there be so many primitive demon clans? Even if there are strong people in the ancestral land, they must be restrained by the primitive demon clan, otherwise how can such a strong person be mixed in such a group of weak people?"

Looking at Bai Xingyu, Qingshan-kun smiled and said:

"Son, you almost fooled me, hehe, but you betrayed you yourself, now I want to see if the ancestral land is really like yours. ”

Then Bai Xingyu and the others were stunned, and in their frightened eyes, the two front hooves condensed a dazzling green light, and stepped towards Luo Ming's head with a thunderous momentum.

"Click"

"Poof"

The sound of a watermelon shattering could be heard all around, even by everyone thousands of meters away.

When everyone heard this, their faces turned pale, and then there was endless panic.

"It's over, it's over, those strong people are dead, and then it's our turn. ”

"No, it's a death anyway, it's better to run away desperately, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. ”

And Bai Xingyu and the others looked at Luo Ming in despair, they knew that under this blow, the sound just now must have been Luo Ming's head stepped on by Qingshan Jun and burst.

However, after a few seconds, Qingshanjun did not move, but stopped in front of Luo Ming, and did not care about the commotion and the crowd that took the opportunity to escape, with a look of hell.

I saw that the head inside was now a mess, and the red and white things splashed all over the ground, but there was a very magical scene, and a golden mist was circulating around Luo Ming's mushy head, and a trace of eternal, distant, and shuddering aura spread out.

Qingshanjun was suppressed by this breath and did not dare to move, his eyes flashed with endless panic and puzzlement:

"What is this? This person is dead, how can he still exude such an aura? I have never seen it, and there is no record of it even in the memory of the inheritance. ”

Confused and swaying, Luo Ming felt that he was drifting in nothingness.

"Where is this? The sharp pain just now, I must have my brain shattered, right? Am I dead now?"

Luo Ming kept talking to himself.

"Is this underworld? no, there is no underworld in this world, is it because I am not from this world, have my soul been banished here, or will I cross over again?"

Countless possibilities flashed through Luo Ming's mind, but no one explained to him, in the endless nothingness, there was no light, no land, it was like being in the void of the universe.

I don't know how long he wandered, but he saw a golden light shining in front of him, as if guiding him.

A glimmer of light flashed in Luo Ming's confused eyes, and then drifted into the distance.

When it came to the origin of light, a pale golden word "Yan" was exuding an eternal atmosphere.

"This, this is?"

A huge pale gold text, and this word Luo Ming is still very familiar.

Luo Ming looked at the word in front of him, and the familiar aura on the word, and there was infinite shock in his eyes.

"Isn't this the breath on the stone that I got on that plain? How did I encounter it here? And how did it become a Chinese character? And what is that thing like flowing water on that character? It feels so familiar. ”

Luo Ming kept thinking about it in his mind, and suddenly, he thought of something, and spat out:

"Immortal Holy Spring? Isn't it ordinary spring water to get something? Why is it here? What kind of place is this?"

Luo Ming felt a little messy, and thought he was dead, but the thing in front of him did make him feel very weird, and all this was not so simple.

Just when Luo Ming was stunned, he saw a flash of golden light on the word "Yan", and a figure slowly condensed and formed, it was a young man, not very old, but his eyes revealed endless desolation and vicissitudes, looking at Luo Ming, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to Luo Ming.

"To be able to come here, you must be dead, right?"

"Damn, big brother, who are you? Is it Chinese? Am I coming back again?"

Luo Ming let out an exclamation in his mouth, and at the same time felt that his brain storage was a little insufficient.