A calm and calm face returned, with a righteous and gentle drink, there were waves.

A half-cut figure was so illusory that it was invisible, and the upper half of the body shook.

The Blood Luo Saint looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him in a daze, and the next moment burst out laughing: "Boy, you think this is a dream!

Mingyang said calmly: "Maybe it can't be outside, but it's not impossible here!"

"Boy, do you think that this Holy Spirit Soul ran into your divine sea to find death!"

"I don't think you've ever seen the horror of a saint's soul!" the Blood Luo Saint said with a cold smile, the threat of a small ant seemed to him to be a joke.

"I see your ass is on your face!" Mingyang said calmly.

"You!Are you talking about me farting?!" The Blood Luo Saint was furious and sneered: "Then let you finally see the ability of the saint!

After speaking, the illusory palm of the Blood Luo Saint waved twice and slapped towards Mingyang.

Mingyang smiled, with a hint of mockery in his smile, his hands still clasped in front of his chest, quietly suspended on the sea.

The face of the Blood Luo Saint gradually sank, looking at the calm in front of him, and then looking at the illusory palm that was stretched out in mid-air and standing still, he repeatedly confirmed that it was indeed his own palm.

I feel like I'm scratching my head, why didn't I move!?

"Come again!" the Blood Luo Sage snorted, waving his palm again and slapping it towards Mingyang.

The result was the same as the first time, and the Blood Luo Saint's face turned dark, and he said in disbelief: "How is this possible!, why can't my soul palm print be printed!?"

"Soul Palm Print, Soul Technique?" Mingyang heard the Blood Luo Sage's low muttering.

The Blood Luo Saint tried several times in a row, and confirmed that he couldn't use it, his face was extremely pale, and he roared at Mingyang: "Boy, are you the ghost?"

Mingyang looked at the bloody saint's angry face, and said jokingly: "Didn't you let me see the sage's methods?

"You!" The Blood Luo Sage was not stupid, he was sure that Mingyang was making a ghost from it, and he was not in a hurry, his hands were sealed, and he shouted: "Ten Thousand Beasts Great Array!

The roar of the Blood Luo Saint rang out, and the sound faded away, and everything was the same as before.

The Blood Luo Saint's heart finally trembled, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Great Array, which had always been in contact with him, had lost contact with him, this was his last hole card!

"Impossible! Impossible!" the Blood Luo Saint roared in despair, and tried several times in a row, and the result was the same.

A touch of despair appeared in his eyes, and he stared at Mingyang with a red pupil in the whiteness: "Who are you! How can your spiritual power be stronger than me!"

There was only one thought in his mind, the current Mingyang must have been taken away by another strong man, and the strength of the other party would surpass him, otherwise with his strength, he would not be able to even beat a wave in the sea of gods!

even easily cut off his contact with the outside world, and this was just a thought of Ming Yang!

At this time, the Blood Luo Saint still had the previous bearing and arrogance, and his face was as pale as paper, how ugly and ugly it was.

"Hehe, I'm me, do you think I'm taken away?" Mingyang laughed and continued: "It's just that my divine sea is ......"

"I am God!"

Mingyang's brisk tone was like a cold wind, freezing the entire body of the Blood Luo Saint.

The Blood Luo Saint stood in place sluggishly, his eyes were distracted, his whole body was cold, and his body had no strength.

"Okay, thank you for your explanation, please disappear in the end!" Mingyang's indifferent tone fell.

The Blood Luo Saint's pupils shrank, and when he saw that his illusory body was becoming more and more illusory, he exclaimed, "No!

He could feel that his body was not becoming illusory, but vanishing!

It's even worse than the soul is scattered!

Mingyang ignored the screams and begs of the Blood Luo Saint, and stared indifferently at the increasingly illusory figure.

If it were him, would the Blood Luo Saint let him go?

The answer is no.

Seeing that Mingyang didn't have the slightest intention, the Blood Luo Saint cursed frantically, but it didn't take long for the cursing to stop, leaving an empty area, except for the Divine Sea below.

Mingyang sat cross-legged on the sea of gods, and with a wave of his small hand, a pitch-black hole was torn apart next to him, and a fist-sized white ball of light rolled out.

This is a fragment of the memory left by the Blood Luo Saint, which contains his own experience.

It's more like the imprint of his life!

Mingyang stared at this imprint of life and licked his lips in the dry bath, this thing was simply the best gift for him.

An ignorant teenager, who stepped out of the Tianyuan Continent from there, was full of confusion about everything in the Tianyuan Continent, but fortunately met her

Mingyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, crushed the mark without hesitation, and turned into a little white light that melted into Mingyang's body.

Mingyang's eyes closed, receiving this strange memory.

Beyond the Sea of Gods

Lan Yueyue sat beside him, vigilantly watching the silent darkness, a faint blue light circulating between her hands.

In the next moment, Lan Yueyue's beautiful eyes narrowed, the blue cold current in her hand retracted into her body, and her eyes looked at Mingyang.

Under the slight provocation of Mingyang's slender eyebrows, his eyes opened instantly, and his dark pupils seemed to have experienced thousands of years, revealing a faint vicissitudes.

"Who are you!" Lan Yueyue asked in a cold tone, the lake water clicked, and it seemed that it would freeze in the next moment.

Mingyang's eyes blinked, and the faint vicissitudes of life converged away, looking at Lan Yueyue, who was cold and penetrating in front of him, but his heart was indescribably warm.

"Silly girl, I'm your brother!" Mingyang said angrily, habitually touching the tip of his nose.

The chill around me also receded a little at this moment.

"How do you prove it?" Lan Yueyue asked coldly.

"Little beauty! Mingyang exclaimed with a wry smile.

"Hmph!" Lan Yueyue raised her proud chin, revealing a snow-white color, and said proudly: "I believe you!"

"Hey, hey. Mingyang smiled lightly, and a streamer flashed under his eyes.

A trace of connection appeared in his mind, and Ming Yang knew that this was from the demon beast array under his feet, but his divine soul power could not control it.

"Yueyue! Mingyang said softly, reaching out to touch Lan Yueyue's lowered head.

Lan Yueyue's eyes were slightly red, not worried, not worried, that was impossible, I don't know when Mingyang's figure had been firmly imprinted on her young heart.

"Brother, there will be no next time!" Lan Yueyue said coldly, looking directly into Mingyang's eyes.

The tip of Mingyang's heart beat for no reason, and he actually felt a sense of fear.

"Yes, good Yueyue, aren't you afraid that this old thing won't be fooled?" Mingyang explained.

"Okay! I said how strange it has always been, so you know, but you just don't tell me!"

Lan Yueyue clasped her hands in front of her chest and snorted coldly, don't turn your head and ignore someone.

Mingyang instantly fell into an embarrassment, with a flattering smile on his face: "Yueyue, don't be angry, brother will give you a big gift!"