"So fast. It's hard to dodge, he actually grabbed it with his bare hands! "Many people gasped.

The most important thing is that the golden spear stabbed Wang Ming's fingers, and it was sonorous, but it couldn't pierce blood.

Rumble!

The golden spear magnified and emitted violent fluctuations. Unleash the unparalleled power to kill Wang Ming!

The power of the true blood of the Jews gave birth to this spear and exerted unimaginable terrifying power!

The terrifying thing is that Wang Ming's hands are equally amazing, as brilliant as fairy gold, grabbing the golden spear and letting it vibrate, he just can't break free.

"Click!"

The most terrifying thing is that at this time, he suddenly roared, using supreme divine power to urge the Immortal Sutra and bless the golden spear on his hands.

Finally, with a bang, the golden spear was completely broken by Wang Ming!

"Ah......h

Wang Ming shot mercilessly, his hands shining, and the runes of the Immortal Sutra were indestructible in his flesh and blood, and he slapped towards Zhanfeng.

Bang!

Zhan Feng didn't want to be hard shaken, but he had to touch it hard, because there was no way to avoid it, and the opponent's speed was too fast, pressing him to fight!

This blow destroyed one of Zhanfeng's arms, the blood mist rose, and his right arm was missing.

Then, Wang Ming pinched his fist mark and blasted forward!

The scene of the defeat of the mantis centipede and the monster with twelve pairs of arms is restored!

Zhan Feng embarked on their path, his white robe was stained with blood, he was not able to defeat at all, and he was beaten sideways under Wang Ming's unrivaled fist power among his peers.

Burst!

In the end, his body was torn apart, and in front of everyone, he was killed on the battlefield by Wang Ming.

Zhan Feng died in battle!

The young kings of the foreign land were really frightened this time, and Zhanfeng, who had Jewish blood, was actually killed in battle. was killed, and quite a few people were suppressed.

"Is this the so-called man with true blood, who has a quarter of the Jewish real blood in his body, but that's it!" Wang Ming said coldly.

This was a big event, and the tragic death of the descendants of the Jews made everyone's hearts heavy.

Wang Ming was finally convinced that such a duel would inevitably lead to him facing the extremely sparsely populated Jewish tribe in the future, no wonder the fairy tortoise carapace piece was abnormal, affecting the fortunes of the clan.

"Zhanfeng. It's gone! ”

The exotic monk finally recovered, and many shouted.

"Next!"

Wang Ming opened his mouth, his voice was cold and ruthless, spreading throughout the battlefield!

Another young king in a foreign land died in battle, does Wang Ming really want to kill all the way? Everyone looked at Wang Ming, with a hunch that he might really want to kill the kings!

It's another "next", but now the feeling of the young king of the foreign land is completely different, and there is nothing worse and more terrible than this!

Previously. When Wang Ming first said the next one, many people thought that he was looking for death, and they didn't know how high the sky was, so they gave him a mockery.

But now many living beings are terrified. The real record is here, and it is not boasted, but killed, and even the descendants of the Jews have been defeated. Who would dare to despise it, who could underestimate that young man?

This is definitely a terrifying young supreme who can hunt kings!

"Hateful. This mole ant actually wants to swallow the heavenly dragon, and a monster has come out of the offspring of the loser! "Snake Yaksha was very unwilling, and belittled him like this.

The silver body, the thick snake tail writhed there, it had always wanted to do it earlier, but now it was definitely worried, and it was very jealous of Wang Ming!

Zhan Feng had a quarter of the true blood of the Jewish race in his body, how powerful it was, but even he was defeated, and the golden spear condensed into a wisp of true blood was broken by that person, which really suppressed many exotic creatures.

"Good kill!"

"What Jewish true blood, what real name power, what supreme family, this so-called wizard is nothing more than that, and he was still killed by Wang Ming?!"

On this side of the Thirty-Three Days, the people were naturally amazed and cheered there, and the faces of all the young monks were shining with light, and the successive victories were truly inspiring.

Mainly, the earlier defeats were depressing, and one after another heroes died tragically and fell on this ancient battlefield, which really hit everyone hard.

Now, Wang Ming is alone in the front, killing three exotic heroes one after another, holding on to his undefeated might, causing huge waves and becoming the focus.

"Next? It's been many years since anyone despised the monks of our realm like this, and today in this place, you can't even raise your head when you are killed by a person, are you a little afraid of him?! ”

In the rear. A vague figure stood near the dark abyss, like an eternal fossil, motionless, but the words were stirring. Intimidating.

He didn't get angry, but this kind of indifferent words made people's hearts beat even more and they were deeply frightened.

The kings of the younger generation are all ashamed. In the face of that Terran monk, they all forgot to refute just now and did not immediately confront it, which was really insulting and courageous.

"What's so terrible, since ancient times, I don't know how many powerful Tianjiao have appeared, shaking the past and the present, what is his method compared to those creatures?" A young king of an exotic land said loudly.

"Killing him is just a descendant of the group of losers of the Immortal Gu. Even the immortals have been defeated, their ancestors have been killed and prostrate at our feet, as a descendant, what is he, just like his ancestors who dealt with him, beheaded! ”

One after another, the young kings of foreign lands all had a natural sense of superiority, and they were very conceited, and they instantly clamored to kill Wang Ming.

Moreover. In the crowd, the figures of two young kings were particularly eye-catching, each exuding chaotic qi and standing out from the crowd!

The two of them had not spoken since the beginning, and they had not ejaculated until this point. In the eyes, the scene of the disillusionment of the universe and the collapse of heaven and earth emerged from time to time.

Terrible master!

Wang Ming glanced at it, but he was not afraid, although he knew that it was a threat, and it could be an unimaginable young opponent. But he remained calm.

The immortal tortoise shell piece did not shine immediately, and did not directly choose the next opponent for Wang Ming.

Because, he won three games in a row and overpowered his opponent, which is a big victory, he can retreat, and he can recuperate for a while.

This is the rule, and it is the decisive battle criterion set by the Immortal Gu during the First World War.

Arguably. This is completely imitating the pinnacle battle of the late immortal period.

In that battle, the ghost who killed cried and howled, the sun and the moon were gone, the big stars kept falling, and the fairy king was dispatched, but it was a pity that the side of the thirty-three days was still defeated.

The former battle flag was wrapped in the corpse of the fairy king, and the blood stained the remnant of the firmament, and it also dispersed the hearts and beliefs of that life.

Today. This battle is naturally not as good as the great showdown of the last days, but it is also far-reaching, and the victory may be related to the fortune of the clan.

On the foreign side there are shouts of killing and angry reprimands, and on the side of the thirty-three days there are cheers, forming two extremes, Wang Ming is on the battlefield, and naturally becomes the central focus.

"What's the publicity, does he really want to fight against the ten kings of my realm alone? Doomed to a tragic death, to pay the price of blood for your arrogance! A young powerhouse in a foreign land said.

Wang Ming could have stepped down. But he was nailed there like a javelin, motionless, waiting for a new opponent to appear.

"There was once a group of people who claimed to shine with the sun and the moon. With the same life as heaven and earth, he is an immortal, but after a duel with my realm, the sun and the moon were shot down. Heaven and earth were shattered, and these people were naturally defeated, and some people were lucky not to die. But they also became prisoners, and some people were obliterated and became the most obedient slaves. "Someone deliberately said that ridiculing Wang Ming as the descendant of the loser will have a sad end for the ancestors.

At this moment, the cheers on this side of the Thirty-Three Days stopped, and everyone had cold eyes and glared at those people.

This is very excessive, repeatedly insulting the ancestors, that is their ancestors, being insulted like this, it is really impossible to swallow this breath, and I can't wait to seek justice for the ancestors immediately.

"Is it true that some of the so-called strongest people in the past have become slaves?" Someone in the foreign land deliberately made a puzzled statement, and only after asking others did he say: "Hmm, I remember that there was a walking corpse-like slave by the side of my ancient ancestor, who turned out to be the ancestor of the people of this world." ”

On this side of the thirty-three days, many people's eyes were red when they heard this.

"Enough!" Wang Ming scolded, and he couldn't help it.

"In the past, your ancestors won some battles, but they didn't wait, the insults in my world will be recovered sooner or later!" Wang Ming said coldly.

Opposite the "haha......" A group of young kings laughed, deliberately to alleviate the frustration and resentment after the three defeats.

Wang Ming didn't say a word, sat down, took out a mouthful of Ding, poured it into the Divine Spring, etc., and began to urge the Divine Fire.

What's to be done? Some were amazed.

"Throw my booty over." Wang Ming shouted at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen and the others immediately knew what he was going to do, and quickly sent the body of the mantis and the body that looked like a golden goat over.

In addition, Wang Ming personally took matters into his hands and captured the body of Zhanfeng, a descendant of the Jewish people, after being killed.

Zhanfeng, its body is like a white lion, and its whole body is as white as jade, but at this time it is incomplete, like a praying credided and the golden goat, only part of the body is left, because it was exploded.

Wang Ming sat alone on the battlefield. Hands-on, peeling and rinsing, he is dealing with the flesh of the three masters, and his movements are smooth. Very skilled.

"What are you doing, insulting the young king of my realm?!"

On the other side, the sarcasm, the laughter, the sneering words of the alien creatures finally stopped. Some people can't help but burst into tears and can't stand it.

"This is my trophy, you don't care what I do, I want to get it back, take the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed and the Life Seed in exchange, otherwise, get out!" Wang Ming responded coldly.

At this moment, everyone knew what he was going to do, and it was all too obvious.

The mantis centipede, the golden sheep, and Zhanfeng were all reduced to ingredients, and after he disposed of the flesh and blood. Throw it into the tripod and start boiling.

"Do you want to die?" On the other side, someone went crazy and yelled loudly, really angry.

It is really a great humiliation for a young king in a foreign land to be reduced to a person's food, and even in the battlefield.

"Shut your mouth, if you don't accept it, come and die, there will inevitably be one more in my food!" Wang Ming reprimanded directly. Without hesitation, pack up the food here.

In the Dingzhong, the flesh and blood of the three major creatures are boiling, emitting brilliant brilliance.

And outside the ding. Wang Ming made another cluster of fires and directly barbecued them, whether it was the golden leg of mutton or the flesh and blood of the other two creatures, they were all roasted and dripped with grease. The meat is delicious and has an attractive aroma.

This is also Wang Ming, it is impossible for ordinary people to roast the flesh and blood of such a young king with Dao fire, because the divine power contained in it is too strong.

"You...... How dare you do this! "Foreign, those young kings can't sit still, Wang Ming's counterattack is too abrupt to be handled with common sense.

They insulted the ancestors of the Thirty-Three Days, mentioning that some people became prisoners, were killed willingly, and became puppets of servants in foreign lands, and Wang Ming came to such a hand.

You are just my food, this is definitely the meaning of the young man in the field, all the young kings of the foreign land know it!

But the other party didn't say anything, just slapped them with direct action, it was too crisp and painful, and it made some creatures angry and bloody, and their eyes were red.

"Good!" On this side of the Thirty-Three Days, many people couldn't help but shout.

Everyone felt that there was a hot current in their bodies, which was rushing rapidly, and their blood was boiling. Wang Ming's move made them feel happy, and many people couldn't help but want to howl.

At this time, Wang Ming did not fight, but this move made many people on the side of the Thirty-Three Days feel that it was better than ten battles.

"What you have done is beyond the bottom line of our tolerance, and you must be cut with a thousand cuts!" Among the young kings of the foreign land, many shouted.

"I'll wait, whoever comes, I'll kill whom!" Wang Ming responded.

Then, there was a rich smell of flesh wafting from him, as well as a beam of essence energy, I have to say that the essence contained in the flesh and blood of the three kings was too amazing.

This is definitely a great tonic, comparable to god-level ginseng fruit, etc.

"I have a wish, I want to taste all the delicious food in the world, this is the first time I have enjoyed food from the other side of the world, well, it's really good, it's delicious!"

In the battlefield, Wang Ming sat there alone and began to eat golden pieces of meat, which were accompanied by patches of Ruixia.

"Kill you!" Someone on the other side shouted, it was really stimulated, and many people were so angry that they almost fainted in anger, and they had never had such a shame.

"The praying centipede, a golden sheep, and a white lion with Jewish blood, all three of which are terrestrial creatures, are now cooked together, and if I had to come up with a name for this dish, I think it would be very appropriate."

Wang Ming said inarticulate while eating, the rich meat was fragrant, and it almost melted people's tongues.

On this side of the thirty-three days, when everyone heard this, they were speechless for a while, and then they all laughed.

"Today, you will die a terrible death, and you will atone for your sins with blood, and you will wash away this shame!" The kings of the lands roared.

"Bring the wine!" Wang Ming waved his hand to the back, arrogant, and asked the people behind him for wine.

Phew!

A jar of divine wine flew in, and it was personally given by an elder of the Immortal Family. (To be continued.) )