"Oops!" Bei Ming's heart flickered, and he cursed in his heart, "It's bad!" On the plain between this encrypted mountain and Liaodi, there are some small border countries, some of which are even the size of tourist villages. On weekdays, the people here are not disturbed by the outside world, and live a closed life outside the world. They never even crossed the crypto mountain to Dongling.

After making sure that Bei Ming heard his words in the air, Xiu Mi went straight to the direction of a small country. I saw him run faster and faster, like a ball of red lightning, slashing across the ground, burning up an inch of soil, his chest rose and fell, and a puff of wolf smoke erupted from his mouth, and the waves of air were as big as a violent wind, hitting the small country.

To say that the night funeral just now only used four points of strength, although the sound of the earthquake spread directly to Lingdu, which was hundreds of miles away, it was thunder and rain, and the momentum was overwhelming. But at this moment, Xiu Mi used all his strength, and the roar in his mouth turned into a mist of spiritual power, and in an instant, the small country would be wiped out.

Beiming has not yet stepped out of the encryption mountain at the moment, and it seems that there is still a mile to be missing, but it can't catch up. Dazed by the sea of trees, Bei Ming couldn't determine the direction of Xiumi's attack at all. At this moment, Bei Ming suddenly stopped his rapid steps, his arms drooped, his palms turned up, and he raised his hands to lift his breath. I saw that Beiming's palms were like eagle claws in an instant, the finger bones were distinct, strong and powerful, the legs were slightly arched, and the ten fingers were forced into the ground, and the palms exerted force, straight into the thick soil. Suddenly, the earth shook, only to hear a roar from Beiming, and the huge spiritual power instantly poured into the depths of the earth through his body. The old roots of the ancient trees, the rocky concrete, all began to shake violently, as if they were about to rise from the ground. The terrifying wave of spiritual power surged down the earth, rushing straight out of the encrypted mountain.

Xiumi turned around in surprise and looked at the place where the spiritual power of the North Underworld came from. I saw that the vast spiritual power was contained in the ground, as if it was connected with all the underground creatures, and it arrived at the Xiumi battlefield in an instant. And like a tsunami tide, it spread out from the ground, and it seemed to run endlessly to the borders of the countries, and it seemed that it was about to catch up with the night mourning power that Shuya had just sent.

Two spiritual powers, one up and one down, go hand in hand, everything is in the blink of an eye. Shuya couldn't believe what was in front of him. But before he could come back to his senses, the ten fingers of the North Darkness in the encrypted mountain suddenly clenched in the ground, and a handful of broken soil had turned into soot in his palm. I saw that the spiritual power in the depths of the earth suddenly rushed up, jumped on the ground, and fiercely clamped Xiumi's spiritual power, and when the destructive spiritual power had not yet reached any small country, I only heard a loud bang in the sky, and the two forces were counteracting, and the shock was difficult to settle.

At the same time, Xiu Mi felt a fierce pain all over his body, it turned out that the spiritual power of the North Ming not only restrained Xiu Mi's attack, but also locked Xiu Mi's momentum when he was piercing the ground and plundering the soil, and pinched Xiu Mi in his palm, giving him a heavy blow. Xiumi was in pain, but he also saw the situation clearly.

Originally, he wanted to use the elimination of a small border country to combat the arrogance of the Northern Underworld, but with the actions of the Northern Underworld chasing him all the way, Xiu Mi had already concluded that this person was definitely not the Northern Tang Muren, and that fierce and powerful aura was not like the righteous prime of life that his father had confessed to him before, and the Northern Tang Muren who was calm and serious. From this point of view, the only one who can have such a ruthless and fierce spiritual cultivation and dare to be so arrogant is his son Beitang Beiming.

After all, it was the first time for Ke Xiumi to fight with Beiming, and he only thought that he was just a young and vigorous and restless teenager, and it was not a big deal to kill him. But if he is allowed to see with his own eyes that he has destroyed a country in front of him, it will definitely be a painful blow and deterrent to the son of the chief general of the military and political department of Dongling State, who has always been high and infinitely superior. Destroying a person is far more enjoyable than killing a person, not to mention that this person is just a hairless boy like a "pure and tender grass" in his heart. With this in mind, Shumi turned to attack the neighboring countries. What he never expected was that Beiming's killing skills were so strong that he fell behind.

Everything in front of him made him completely shocked, it was he who underestimated the enemy, and underestimated the Northern Tang Dynasty, maybe this person was not much worse than his father!

But Xiumi didn't want to delay any longer. Fighting hard with the Northern Tang clan was not something he would do. So he turned around and ran in the other direction of the plain, rushing to Liaodi.

At this time, Beiming had already passed through the encrypted mountain, and looking at it from afar, the two looked at each other, and their eyes were red with blood.

Xiu Mi saw the shape and appearance of Bei Ming from a distance, with a chilling and awe-inspiring bearing, where was the milky kid he originally thought. Xiu Mi's wolf teeth were intertwined, and his heart was angry, but a resentful but treacherous smile spread over his green wolf eyes. Xiumi no longer looked at it, turned around and fled.

Bei Ming stood on the edge of the encrypted mountain and stopped, although he couldn't see Xiu Mi's appearance clearly, he knew his figure in his heart. He had already concluded in his heart that this person must be Xiumi, the son of the Wolf King. Those who dare to go to Lingdu alone, there is no one else but him, and more importantly, only he will get the permission of the wolf king Shura. What did he come here for, Bei Ming was uneasy. But now after the fight, what worries Beiming is not only Xiumi's purpose, but also his weird thoughts.

Bei Ming walked towards the small country that had just been almost attacked. When he arrived at the border city of a neighboring country, he never set foot further. Confirming that he was safe, he took a break. The spiritual power he had just mobilized was several times greater than that of Xiumi, otherwise he would not be able to intercept it accurately.

Xiu Mi has long known this. If Beiming was not for the safety of other countries, with that blow, and then accurately concentrated, Xiu Mi would have died a long time ago. His life hung by a thread, he escaped death, he should have been frightened, but Xiu Mi's heart was deep and different, and he only felt extremely excited at this time, as if the throat of the prey was about to be touched by him.

At this time, the people in Lingdu City were all frightened by the breathtaking night mourning that had just begun. Guozheng Hall, in the inner room, Hu Mei'er and Ji Lingxiao stood together, Hu Mei'er trembled slightly, and her fingertips were cold: "Just now, it was a wolf, could it be a wolf, is it a wolf roar?"

"What wolf? Mom, what are you talking about?"

"It's a wolf, it's this voice, yes, it's a wolf. Hu Mei'er said anxiously.

"Wolf, do you mean the wolf clan, the wolf king Shura?" Ji Lingxiao didn't know much about the wolf clan, and he only knew the name Shura.

When Hu Mei'er heard the name Shura, her willow-like waist trembled violently, as if she was greatly frightened. "You, what did you say?"

"I said, the wolf you just talked about, is it a wolf clan?"

"Yes, yes, that's him. ”

"Wolf King Shura?"

"Yes, yes, he's right! Only he can shout like that, and it scares people to death. Hu Mei'er was already incoherent.

"Mom, can you be quiet, aren't we okay? ”