"Boom!"

Wang Ming pulled out the Taishang Divine Sword, it was very demonic, flashing the rain of flying fairy light here. A sword and a special heroic spirit were all slashed away, and they did not dare to approach.

Wang Ming had long known that this sword was strange, but he still couldn't help but shake in his heart, he could actually exert his might here. Avoid such heroic spirits!

While!

At this moment, a heroic spirit suddenly turned into a divine sword, equally brilliant and blooming. Towards Wang Ming, straight to his eyebrows.

At this time, Wang Ming's forehead was bleeding. The skull is about to explode, and if there is no accident, he will definitely be hit, possessed by the Heroic Spirit, and fight against it.

If one doesn't get it right, he'll be lost for a long time, just like everyone else!

However, when the Taishang Divine Sword was unfurled, it brought out a misty brilliance, making this heroic spirit scream: "This sword ...... How can it be...... It's still alive!"

It actually let out a loud scream, it was a divine thought, which could be clearly perceived by Wang Ming, and it shocked him inexplicably!

"A spiritual spirit, and a sense of thought from the past?" his hair stood on end, and then his blood gushed out, and he grabbed at the heroic spirit.

Unfortunately, it escaped, and in the last moment, the sword body turned into a creature, and its eyes were dull and lifeless.

It was a humanoid heroic spirit, of course, very mutilated, with less than a third of its body left, and it had long been crippled in the past.

Finally, there are more and more sober people on the road, there is no doubt that they are all masters, all of them are the best geniuses!

"Yes...... Wang Ming!"

When someone saw him, he immediately changed color, now Wang Ming is sober, not the person sitting in front of the ancient temple, if it conflicts with them, who is not afraid?

Here are monks from both academies. They will not forget that when they were in the Heavenly God Academy, Wang Ming was very powerful.

"He was not affected at all, one sword at a time, and he slashed all the heroic spirits!" someone gasped.

Along the way, Wang Ming also met some old people, but he didn't bother, because they were fighting. Sitting cross-legged, in confusion.

It's not life-threatening, maybe it's a creation.

And when he saw the people who had been hostile to him, he didn't bother to look at them again, and he didn't stop, but walked straight forward.

Finally, in front of a mountain gate, it will lead to the deepest part of the fairy hill, which is the mysterious portal.

Two rocky mountains stretch across the river. Like two gates guarding here.

In the surroundings, the green bamboos are in patches, all of which are very crystal clear, emitting brilliant brilliance, like the most beautiful sacred stone carved out.

It's a pity that it's not the evil god bamboo.

In the world, there are too few evil spirits and bamboos, which are incomparably rare. The value is amazing. It ward off evil spirits, defend against curses, poisons, etc. It can also nourish the human body, and all laws will not invade.

There was a group of people standing here at the mountain gate, all sweating profusely, wanting to enter the mountain gate but couldn't.

Among them, there is no shortage of young supremes who have cultivated the three immortal qi, ranking among the most powerful young monks in the two academies!

These people saw Wang Ming. Naturally, he was shocked, some of them had provoked him not long ago, and even made a move.

"Let's go. Wang Ming walked over and said flatly.

He felt it, and the place was amazing. It blocked everyone's steps, as if stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to cross it.

When these people heard his words, they were all stunned, and the back was red, which was completely ignorant of them, and felt that they were blocking his way.

It's just that people are struggling here, everyone is stuck in the "mud", their health is not easy to move, and if they move at will, they may be swept away by the field.

Wang Ming frowned, he also endured the power of the huge field, the space was distorting, and it was about to tear him apart, especially the bones in his body were shattered, and it was even more clicking at this time.

However, he persevered, his blood was rolling, he protected his body, and he stretched out his golden body and forced his way into this place.

"Let's go!" Wang Ming spoke again. Because the distance between the two mountains is not a line of sky, and it is really narrow, those people blocked the road.

"Poof!"

Someone vomited blood, and was pulled by the field and almost shattered.

Wang Ming avoided and bypassed him, but these people watched Wang Ming move forward slowly, and they were all shocked and ashamed, it was too powerful, and the other party was not affected.

On the subsequent road, Wang Ming saw an acquaintance. Luo Xi's white clothes were like snow, and he was fighting in two strands, and he was about to fall down when he was suppressed by the field.

She walked in front, and at this time she felt the breath behind her, which was very familiar, and then she woke up and realized that it was Wang Ming who had followed.

At this moment, she was nervous, afraid of being attacked. Afraid that there will be a battle, by now Luo Xi has understood that Wang Ming is invincible, unless the Immortal Academy and the most powerful young supremes in the Holy Courtyard who have already become the sect leader level make a move. For example, the little heavenly king, otherwise, no one in his generation can suppress him.

The road is very narrow, and it is impossible for Wang Ming to be unaffected here, and he is short of breath. The gas is like a real dragon, and the heat wave is rolling.

At this moment, the cold hairs on Luo Xi's neck stood on end. Because she felt the heat spurting, she was uncomfortable and uncomfortable, which was really embarrassing, and she encountered Wang Ming in this situation.

Wang Ming stopped, looking at the beautiful back less than three feet in front of him, he didn't make a sound, and watched quietly.

He didn't make a move, because there was an old monster outside, and if something really went wrong, he couldn't leave.

Besides, he really doesn't have a shot now, he just wants to find the evil spirit bamboo, start cultivating, and let himself soar to the sky.

Luo Xi was extremely nervous, glowing all over, his body tense, ready to explode at any time.

"Do you want to go?" Wang Ming's fluttering words made her body tremble.

At this point, Luo Xi felt a sense of humiliation, the other party didn't care about it at all, it made her nervous in vain, and Wang Ming didn't take these things to heart at all at this time.

She didn't speak, biting her bright red lower lip, moving her feet with difficulty, her delicate undulating body pressed against the stone wall next to her, and finally got out of the way, but she almost fell, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

The field here is too strong to bear.

Wang Ming's footsteps were steady, and he walked forward directly, without the slightest stop.

Luo Xi was greatly touched, the other party was really too strong, and he was not suppressed here.

"Sister-in-law, this person is too terrible, he may become a competitor for the eldest brother in the future, we will try not to provoke it now. It wasn't until Wang Ming was far away that the voice of another person in the Holy Courtyard came from behind.

Rumble!

Right here and now. The road shook violently, and everyone saw that Wang Ming was waving his fist, blasting open a golden barrier, and he broke through the mountain gate and entered.

At the end of the road, there is a golden divine gate blocking it. It was a tangible glow.

When a long time later, when everyone arrived here with difficulty, they tried to bombard, but all of them failed, it was difficult to shake, and some people vomited blood.

"How could he be so strong and blast away with one punch?"

"Incredible!"

"There is no need to doubt that his three immortal qi was cultivated by himself, not by the elders who created the conditions for it. ”

Wang Ming walked on the ground. Breaking into the mountain gate alone, shocking this group of people, even if they also cultivated the three immortal qi, they were all dumbfounded.

Everyone knows that Wang Ming may really get the Evil Divine Bamboo!

After Wang Ming passed through the golden barrier, the whole person stopped, because he felt the divine aura, and the divine glow was surging. It didn't enter his body, and it made him warm all over. Incomparable Shutai.

There's a treasure here!

He perceived it, and his heart rejoiced.

Then, he set out on the road again and advanced in the fairy hill to find the evil spirit bamboo.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, on a rocky mountain. A strange bird flew down, terrifying and powerful, and it let out a beast roar, pounced on Wang Ming's primordial spirit.

"A not very crippled Heroic Spirit?"

Wang Ming was taken aback, this kind of thing was so complete. Maybe there will be memories of the old days!

He held the Supreme Divine Sword and aimed it at it.

"Whew!"

The wind was blowing, and the bird stopped in mid-air, staring at the Taishang Divine Sword and not coming down.

"Phew!"

Wang Ming shook his sword, and as a result, the bird immediately spread its wings and fled.

"It's weird!" Wang Ming said to himself.

Then, an old farmer walked out, holding a medicine shovel, and said, "Another person has come here, and all opportunities are taken by themselves." ”

"Are you?" Wang Ming was creepy.

There was an old farmer in this place, and it was a bit abnormal to speak.

"I am a painting carved on the stone wall in the past, and I have a little spirituality, and I am responsible for guarding it here and guiding future generations. The old farmer said.

Wang Ming was in a daze, and then his heart trembled, who painted this? It is obviously an earth-shattering force, otherwise how could a painting have life.

"Please give me advice!" Wang Ming saluted.

"Go further in, all masters will be treated equally, how high your realm is corresponding, how strong the pressure is, it will be very dangerous, do you want to continue?"

"Go on!" Wang Ming did not hesitate, and asked if there was a magic bamboo to ward off evil spirits.

"There are a few, the oldest one that has never been seen. The old farmer said.

Wang Ming consulted carefully, asked some more questions, and then strode forward.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he saw a stone mountain in the distance, and on the top of the mountain grew a snow-white bamboo, which could be as thick as a water tank, exuding a white brilliance, and it was extremely holy.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the Chaos Thunderbolt exploded, erupting around it.

The scene suddenly changed from quiet to violent, Wang Ming's eyes widened, what kind of tree was it, it actually attracted chaos lightning to split it!

"Hey, it actually appeared, the oldest evil god bamboo. The old farmer was surprised.

The bamboo is as white as jade, almost transparent, the glow is ten thousand, the color rushes into the sky, the thunder is entangled, the chaos is surging, the magic is amazing and amazing!

Wang Ming never thought that a bamboo tree could be like this, as if it was opening the world, that place could not be approached, the divine light was flying, and the holy glow was steaming.

"It doesn't look very far, but I don't know if you can get close, and I don't dare to go the next way. The old farmer said, and as he spoke, he turned into a phantom, drifted backwards, and finally sank into a cliff, becoming a stone carving.

Wang Ming paused slightly, and then took a firm step, just to ward off evil spirits, he had already seen it, how could he stop!

"Whew!"

A blood-dripping war spear pierced through the void and flew towards Wang Ming, that kind of strength, that kind of killing aura was really terrifying, and the spirit was about to freeze.

As strong as Wang Ming, his heart throbbed, his body was uncontrollable, eroded by murderous energy, it was difficult to move, and he was about to collapse.

"Roar!"

Wang Ming roared, his eyebrows glowed, and the Yuan Shen seemed to be burning, constantly surging, and finally it was boiling like a golden ocean!

It's a spirit struggling, burning!

Breaking free from that restraint, he took a deep breath and swung the sword in his hand to slash forward.

"Dang!"

The sword collided with the spear, and the light between the two weapons rushed into the sky, like a star being ignited, and exploded here.

At the same time, Wang Ming was shocked, feeling that the strength of this war spear had decreased sharply, otherwise, it would be able to stab the stars one by one. But at this time, it was throbbing.

With a muffled snort, the bloody spear turned into a bat and flew upside down, this is a heroic spirit, very powerful, daring to attack forward.

Wang Ming understood, it originally had earth-shattering power, but it was restrained by the divine sword in his hand.

You must know that many heroic spirits along the way avoided when they saw the Taishang Divine Sword and did not dare to approach.

And this bat. but dare to attack.

The bat was as red as blood, and its eyes were golden, and at this time, it suddenly swelled up, emitting terrifying sound waves, turning into blazing ripples, and impacting Wang Ming.

Airplanes!

The Taishang Divine Sword shone brightly, and the light rained in bursts, and the colorful glow filled the air, blocking the ripples. A humanoid creature appeared on the Excalibur, as if it was lifting a flying immortal.

Rumble!

Finally, a brilliant light exploded, and the bat screamed. Flee and never reappear.

Calm returned here, Wang Ming gasped for breath, his chest rising and falling violently. There was a slight crack in the center of his eyebrows, and blood was flowing out, and he was cold just now. Thought he was going to die.

Dangerous Place!

It wasn't an illusion just now, that heroic spirit was different from the one outside the mountain gate, powerful and ruthless, and the murderous aura came through, if it wasn't suppressed by the Taishang Divine Sword, Wang Ming would be in danger!

Because that kind of power is not at his level, it is too terrifying, and it may be taken away and entered into his head and replaced him.

How many years have passed, how can the remaining heroic spirits still be like this, can't they recover some memories of the past?

Wang Ming's heart was not calm, and he even had a sense of trembling, because it looked simple just now, but it was actually too dangerous, and the bat was outrageous and excessive.

"In the past, there were also people who came in, if they were also gods, how did they escape the kiss of death?" Wang Ming said to himself.

He stroked the Excalibur, if there was no such thing, everything would be different, he believed that if other gods came in, they would definitely have to rely on it, and there would be secret treasures.

The old farmer also said that the stronger the person who comes in, the greater the oppression. Wang Ming's eyes flickered.

On the next road, he walked quickly.

"Well, how can it be so far?" Wang Ming was surprised, and clearly saw the white bamboo, but the distance was not much closer, and it was still on the way.

You know, he's got top speed!

Finally, half an hour later, Wang Ming didn't know how many miles he had traveled, approaching the foot of the mountain.

And there is also a vacant land here, there is no grass and trees, only scorched earth, not a single grass grows, separated between Wang Ming and the stone mountain.

"Whew......"

The next moment, something happened that made people's scalp tingle, Wang Ming stepped here, and countless heroic spirits appeared, like tens of thousands of powerful ghosts wailing, overwhelming, dense, rushing towards Wang Ming. (To be continued.) )