On the reef, this very young child, dressed in tattered clothes, was almost interrupted by someone during his fugitive life, very haggard and weak, with a pair of big eyes full of tears, hugged the old servant's broken and unshapeable arm, shook it vigorously, and cried: "Uncle Jiang, don't leave me, Yuan Yuan wants to rely on you for his life, don't go." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I can't see you grow up, cough ......" The old servant coughed up blood, his mouth was full of blood foam, even his white hair was dyed red, the bones of his whole body were broken, his eyes had long lost a trace of brilliance, and he could no longer see any scenes.

He stretched out his long-deformed arm, and his big rough hand rubbed the child's little face weakly, as if he couldn't be relieved, and he refused to move away, holding on to his last breath and not swallowing.

Wang Ming forced everyone in the Jinwu tribe, no one dared to approach, he landed, and sent a divine power to the old servant, wanting to feed him the divine spring, but found that he was already powerless to return to the sky.

This old servant, not only has his physical vitality long been destroyed, but even the original spirit has long been shattered, and there is only one reason why he can support him until now, and that is because he can't rest assured of this child.

"Immortal King...... He has immeasurable merits for the human race and has made so many contributions...... But his descendants were treated like this. I'm not willing to ...... I don't have the ability to protect him...... This is the only bit of blood of the Immortal King. ”

The old servant gasped and trembled, and two lines of cloudy old tears slipped down his old face, and then he began to cough up blood, and his whole body cracked.

"You can leave with confidence, with me here, no one can hurt him anymore!" Wang Ming solemnly spoke, his voice was not loud at first, but slowly it reverberated like divine thunder, rushing up to the Nine Heavens and down into the Nine Hidden Mansions, rolling and shaking, the ten heavens and universes were shaking, and the entire North Sea was roaring!

In the distance, everyone in the Jinwu clan changed color, Wang Ming's voice was murderous, for the sake of this child, it was obvious that he wanted to fight to the death, and wanted to kill!

"Really...... Really?" the old servant could not see anything, not even speak, except for a faint wheezing sound with the touch of his mouth.

"Really, as long as I'm alive, no one can hurt him!" Wang Ming responded to him with the most concise voice and strength, reassuring him, this is the best explanation to the old servant.

"Thank you...... We must protect him and keep ...... The last bit of blood of the fairy king...... The former fairy king...... To the Terrans...... There is immeasurable kindness, but it cannot be ...... Chill ......"

Finally, the old servant's lips froze, and even the vague gasps stopped, and his primordial spirit was shattered and about to be dispersed.

"Uncle Jiang......" The child cried, fell into the cold arms of the old servant, shouted sadly, tears blurred his bright eyes, crying and shouting: "Yuan Yuan misses you, won't let you leave, there are no relatives, as long as you ......"

He whined and cried, constantly shaking the old servant's corpse, but unfortunately there was no trace of life qi for a long time.

"The sun becomes a god, and there is a form in the god. The form is born in the sun, and the sun is born in the moon. The accumulation of yin is formed, and there is a god in the form...... "Wang Ming recites the scriptures, which is the Taoist "Sutra of Saving People", forming a mysterious power between heaven and earth.

Wang Ming was surprised to find that there seemed to be a ray of essence light flying out of the old servant's shattered primordial spirit, and disappeared through the air under the support of the Duren Sutra.

"Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?" Wang Ming didn't know, he hadn't seen it since ancient times.

The monk's primordial spirit can temporarily take a flesh shell for his own use, but it is still the original longevity, and once it is exhausted, it will still die, which is completely different from reincarnation.

Reincarnation, that is a new beginning, the erasure of the past, the beginning of a new life, there are legends since ancient times, but no one has seen it, there is no evidence.

"Uncle Jiang ......" The child cried sadly, tears kept rolling down, and his thin little body was trembling, lying in the arms of the cold corpse, which was unbearable to witness.

"Kill my god son, repeatedly violate my way, the hatred of the whole clan, there is no way to resolve it, and the whole world will kill together!" a patriarch of the Jinwu clan roared, his voice became higher and higher, and the sky collapsed, finally making the entire North Sea crash into the clouds, almost submerging the sky and the earth.

There are hundreds of masters of the Jinwu clan here, including several princes here, and at this time, they pressed forward with the patriarch to kill Wang Ming together.

"Uncle...... Don't go, Yuan Yuan misses you......" In the roar of everyone, a child's voice was so helpless and weak, crying sadly.

Wang Mingdu looked at hundreds of masters of the Golden Crow clan, with a murderous aura, and said coldly: "The whole clan has a great hatred...... Who should the descendants of the Sun Gu Immortal King tell to? You want to destroy even the last bit of bloodline of the Terran Immortal King, this is really intolerable, and people and gods are angry! This enmity is indeed irresolvable, and there is no need to resolve it, just kill all of you!"

A solemn atmosphere, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, hit the North Sea, incomparably cold and bleak.

"Four years ago, you killed the ninth prince of my Jinwu clan, and used the Xianji furnace to destroy the patriarch of my clan, and now you are at war with my Jinwu clan, do you think one person has blocked my whole clan?!" An old Jinwu stood up, his face sinking like water.

This is a Taoist who is more than half a hundred years old, with a golden shawl, a clear appearance, a pair of golden eyes that are strange and terrifying, tall and tall, and holding a golden wooden staff.

Obviously, he has a very high status and a pivotal position among the Jinwu clan, standing at the forefront, and many people are very respectful.

"Seeing your own pain, but not seeing the death of others, did you have transposition thinking when you Jinwu clan exterminated the descendants of the immortal queen of the human race?" Wang Ming's body emitted a golden mist, steaming upward, rolling like clouds, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and shouted: "It is said that it is your clan, even if there are ten more clans, I will also kill it!"

"Yes, Poor Dao Xuan came to see how powerful you really are, and you dare to speak so wildly. The half-hundred-year-old man stepped forward with a golden wooden staff in hand.

He wears a golden crown and a gossip robe, no joy and no worries, but there is a very dangerous aura coming out, the golden long drape is scattered, step by step, very steady.

The Jinwu clan is very special, the names are very strange, all according to their own preferences, and some people have obtained some ancient Taoist inheritances and are Taoist outfits.

Wang Ming was very calm, didn't say anything, and stepped forward step by step. This is definitely a powerful opponent, trapped by the Sendai Slash, and the whole person is like a golden abyss.

"Qiang"

This half-hundred-year-old Taoist named Xuanyi had a black iron mountain on his head, towering like Kunlun, engraved with a Xuanzi, and a piece of smoke evaporated and surrounded him.

He paced with a golden wooden staff in his hand, and his steps were steady, standing in the void, and slashing downward.

"Boom"

The black ocean was hit to the bottom at once, presenting a vacuum crater of tens of thousands of feet, and all the waves splashed up, soaring into the sky, and scattering the clouds.

The golden wooden staff in Xuanyi's hand, like a mountain, became longer and thicker, and swept down, heavy and powerful.

"Zheng"

A knife roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Wang Ming used the method of military control, and took the blue blood demon knife that fell into the sea, and slashed at the sky with the wooden staff.

"Smack"

With a flick of his wrist, the golden wooden staff slid down the blade, hitting Wang Ming's hand bones, and rushed out with a bang.

This is the sun fire essence that he has refined for more than 2,000 years of cultivation, burning everything, and even the slightest bit of a sect leader-level figure will become ashes.

However, Wang Ming didn't care about this at all, and the brilliance of the Immortal Road flashed, and the center of his eyebrows cracked, attracting the golden fire essence to advance, and all of them were refined.

"Sun Ancient Scripture!"

"He has cultivated the Sun Ancient Scripture!"

Many people of the Golden Crow clan shouted, they were obsessed with this Heavenly Skill, and naturally they knew all its characteristics, and they all showed amazement.

"Boom"

The black iron mountain above the head of Xuanyi Old Dao was as black as ink, towering, and tens of thousands of black lights fell down, sweeping over.

This was a huge tearing force, and the black light drowned the long knife in Wang Ming's hand like a wave of water.

"Qiang"

The magic knife screamed, trembling again and again, and the blade was about to shatter.

Wang Ming's strength is so great, his physical body is unparalleled, it is impossible for others to take away weapons from his hands.

"When"

The long turquoise knife was broken into two, half of which was held in Wang Ming's hand, and the other half was swept by the black light, refined into pure gold, and submerged into the Wutie Mountain.

"Xuanci Mountain!"

Wang Ming was surprised, this is a rare refining treasure, such a small piece of soybean grains weighs more than 10,000 jun, contains immortal magnetism, and is born with a soldier of pure gold.

The Jinwu clan has always been very prosperous, and has destroyed a lot of human races, and has obtained a lot of inheritance, which is a secret treasure of an ancient Taoist gate, and it is attached to the ancient method of cultivation.

Xuanyi, a strong man who has lived for 2,800 years, has been stuck on the ninth small step of the Pedal Immortal Road for more than 2,000 years, and his strength is amazing.

"Smack"

Wang Ming pinched the mountain seal in his hand, blasted into the sky, and collided violently with the Xuanci Mountain, cutting off the divine magnetic light, shaking it away, and going out tens of thousands of feet away in the air.

"It's really terrifying!" Xuan Yi's old expression was solemn.

He has been trapped in this realm for more than 2,000 years because of the Sendai Dao, although he has not advanced an inch, but he is studying the method of breakthrough and touched the Seven Forbidden Realms.

A living fossil like him, coupled with the Seven Forbidden Realms, can definitely run rampant in the world, and it is rare to resist, but now when he meets Wang Ming, he is suppressed.

It can be said that his strength is incomparable, he is one of the number one figures in the Jinwu clan, he has a great right to speak, few people dare to offend, and he is a pivotal elder.

"Brush"

Suddenly, Wang Ming disappeared from the void, which surprised everyone, which was really weird.

On the heavenly dome, a golden lightning bolt appeared from nothingness, Wang Ming pierced through the air with the Great Void Technique, and almost approached, slapping it down with the Void Great Handprint.

This is a big golden hand, like a golden cloud, rolling and falling, majestic and mighty, covering the Xuanyi people and his Xuanci Mountain below.

This was a terrifying pressure, as if the Nine Heavens had been blasted down, pressing on Xuanyi Old Dao, making him stand on end, and his loose blonde hair flew up.

"Up!"

With a light snort, he bombarded the sky with the Xuanci Mountain, blocking the golden big handprint, and the tens of thousands of divine magnetic lights were terrifying, piercing the sky.

Wang Ming was surprised, this piece of treasure is really against the sky, it is simply a piece of "jade" carefully refined, and it will definitely amaze the world.

He turned his palm into a claw, and he slashed down, still covering the sky and the sun. "Bang" grabbed this piece of Xuanci Mountain, held it firmly in his hand, and wiped it hard, cutting off all the primordial gods on it, and since then it has changed hands.

Then, like the immortal king descending into the world, his golden hand grabbed this towering magnetic mountain, as if holding the immortal king's seal, and covered it with force.

Xuanyi's heart is cold, his means are against the sky, his strength is strong, and he can run rampant in the world, but at this time, he is so passive, his body is cold, and he is about to collapse.

He let out a soft roar from his mouth, turning into a huge golden crow, flapping his wings and trying to escape. However, after all, it was a step too late, and the big golden hand in the sky that was like the seal of the immortal king covered it, and smashed one of his divine wings with a pop.

The blood stained red, and the old golden crow let out a soft roar, fell diagonally, and once again turned into the appearance of a Taoist, and its entire left arm disappeared, drenched in blood.

Everyone was taken aback, Xuanyi Human Ginseng Cultivation touched the Seven Forbidden Realms, and was trapped by the Cutting Dao, and there were very few opponents who could kill him in the world.

Everyone rushed forward, knowing that Xuan Yi was not an opponent, and came to support and wanted to kill Wang Ming in groups.

However, Wang Ming's speed was faster, he didn't want to end this battle, he wanted to completely deal with this old golden crow, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the front, holding the black iron mountain to cover the sky.

Xuanyi flew back, holding a wooden staff in his right hand, and killed back, and the golden light rushed like a big river, forming a galactic storm.

"Poof"

Xuanci Mountain fell, shattering the wooden staff, turning it into a golden powder in the sky. Moreover, the black mountain is incomparably huge, and the old road of Xuanyi is also pressed below.

A piece of blood splattered, and the old man of the Golden Crow clan was crushed and his bones were broken, and the moment the Yuan Shen rushed up, he was slashed into ashes by a golden Dao sword that flew out of Wang Ming's eyebrows.

"Kill!"

"Avenge Xuanyi Ancestor!"

The people of the Jinwu tribe were angry, and they attacked in groups, killing the central area together, and all kinds of magic weapons flew all over the sky.

"Qiang", "Qiang"......

Wang Ming urged this captured Wutie Mountain, and tens of thousands of divine magnetic lights rushed up, destroying most of the pure gold magic weapons in the sky at that time, which had a divine effect.

At the same time, he stared at a great power, turned into a blazing lightning and flew over, and the speed law made him feel like he was in a no-man's land, and he was killed with a fist.

Six realms of reincarnation!

After four years of enlightenment, he had a deeper understanding of this supreme fist intent, and he was indomitable, devastating, and the great power screamed and was shattered by a punch!

"Set up the Golden Crow Divine Array!"

Among them, one of the patriarchs shouted, and all the masters of the Golden Crow clan retreated, and flags were waved in the sky, flames were rising, and divine clouds were rolling.

More than 100 masters came to the Golden Crow Clan, and three great masters died, leaving two terrible elders at this time, with four powerful Golden Crow Princes.

"Refine him for me!" Several princes of the Jinwu clan gritted their teeth, Wang Ming beheaded their two brothers, and it was naturally a dead knot.

In the sky, one altar after another appeared, this was an ancient killing array, they wanted to trap Wang Ming and refine it.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"......

Ten thousand swords roared in unison, the sky was full of golden crows, and thousands of swords rushed up from each ancient altar, flying towards Wang Ming in the center.