Text Chapter 122 The aggrieved Tu Ming

Murong Fu, as the ruler of the country, is powerful and powerful, and is in cahoots with Prince Yong, and has always regarded the Blood Demon Group Army as a thorn in the flesh, and he is unhappy, and last time in Tabro City, he would rather leak the secret of the Doom than give the Blood Demon a set, but because of the appearance of the Lord of Doom, they have other ideas, and there is no follow-up.

Now, the kingdom has experienced such a big thing, Tu Ming was sucked into a human being, it must not have been caused by a fight between disciples, so he wanted to suppress Prince Tuoba with this matter, but he didn't expect Long Xiaotian to bird him at all, and directly abolished one of his arms, almost taking his life.

Murong Fu's eyes were full of jealousy, he never expected Long Xiaotian's body to be so terrifying, one punch, only one punch from beginning to end, defeated his dignified old Soul King, clean and neat, what made him even more angry was that he didn't find out the depth of Long Xiaotian.

"My blood demon general has expanded his territory, fought bloody battles, and is invincible, what are you all for, not for the kingdom, for hundreds of millions of comrades, and what have you done?

Long Xiaotian's eyes glared at the end, and with a "boom", the terrifying momentum came into the air, and the blood waves were in the sky, making Murong Fu feel like he had stepped into a blood-colored purgatory, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".

"How is that possible? You...... Why did you step into the Soul King Realm?" Murong Fu was terrified, and he was not calm at all, the Soul King, Prince Tuoba actually stepped into the Soul King Realm, this is the most high-end combat power in the kingdom, and he has unimaginable privileges.

Why there are three major families in the Falling Moon Kingdom is because they each have a powerful martial king, why the three major commercial families will be based on the Falling Moon Kingdom for a long time, also because there is a martial king, and the royal family can establish a country for thousands of years, but also because there is a martial king, and there is more than one, strength, strength determines status.

Why Murong Fu was named the national abbot, but it was not because his children entered the harem, the Ying family and the Mo family also had children in the harem, and the status was not low, why did he not make people from other families the national abbot, it was because of his strength, he was the strongest among the soul kings.

Now, Long Xiaotian can't help but advance to the Soul King, and his strength is extremely strong, he almost blew up Murong Fu with one punch, and the stone is shocking, if he really wants to let him take his demon cub to Murong House for a walk, who can stop it, then won't it overturn the Murong family?

Murong Fu was completely dumbfounded, and began to worry about the Murong family, behind the Tuoba Palace, there was the Blood Demon Group Army, which was a terrible force that could subvert the kingdom, and the royal family had to be afraid of three points, not to mention his Murong family.

"I don't know what to say! Get out!" Long Xiaotian's body was even more coercive, and he shouted loudly, and the aura of killing was permeated.

"Okay, okay, you wait......" Murong Fu's face was blue and purple alternately, he held his breath, almost spurted out old blood again, and walked away with his own people.

"Shameless!" Long Xiaotian snorted coldly, waved his hand to disperse, and led Lei Kai to Tu Ming's room.

At this time, Lei Doudou and other Kunmen disciples were there, and when there was a conflict just now, they also heard a rough idea, so they came to protect Tu Ming.

For everything Tu Ming did in the experience space, Yu Ding and the others were also very surprised, they could get tens of millions of points, they couldn't think of it, they heard that he united the two forces in the experience space almost wiped out all the experience disciples, and they were even more admired, sighing.

"Alas, what the hell has he experienced, how did he become like this?" Yu Ding's face was sad, "Can this still be saved?"

"I hope that the junior brother will be fine!" Tang Yan and the others looked at Tu Ming, their faces were also sad, and even Yi Feiyang, who was standing on the side, didn't feel good in his heart.

"How's it going, haven't you come to your senses?" Long Xiaotian walked in and asked in a deep voice.

"Well, it's still the same!" Lei Doudou looked at Tu Ming's appearance, and his heart was pinched.

Originally, the six of them had already discussed and boarded the Western Qin Empire together, but they didn't expect this result, Tu Ming became not like a human or a ghost, and all his points were cleared when he left.

It can be said that she will not gain anything in this trial, and she will lose a disciple, and she is also the most potential new star of the sect, her mood can be imagined.

"Alas, it depends on the old medicine, I hope he can catch up!" Lei Kai sighed, his eyes full of grief.

Tu Ming was in the spotlight in the training, and achieved proud results, he thought that he could go to Xiqin smoothly, but he didn't expect that he was jealous of his talents, and he ended up with an immortal end, which really made him worry.

"Alas!" Long Xiaotian looked at Tu Ming and sighed for a long time, just waiting for the end of this experience, and asked the senior brother to take him to Xiqin to apprentice, but he didn't expect the result to be like this, depending on whether he can survive or not, it is still unknown whether he can survive in the situation, and he felt very bad for a while.

Refining that map of mountains and rivers, if it weren't for the white-bearded old man making the last move, Tu Ming would definitely be sucked dry, but even so, he only had one breath left.

"Alas, how can this be? Why are you only at the level of martial spirits?" the white-bearded old man sighed and looked at the phantom that was about to dissipate in front of him, his face full of bitterness.

"It's hard to find a host, and I almost got killed, and it's really ...... to make such a big joke when I'm old," the white-bearded old man blushed more and more when he thought about it.

"You...... Your uncle!" the phantom in front of the white-bearded old man shook for a while, as if it was about to drift away.

"Recover slowly!" The white-bearded old man's eyes twitched, and he felt very embarrassed.

"You...... Your mother's legs!" Tu Ming's weak soul was full of anger, even if he was about to die, he would spit on this old bastard, what a fucking pit man.

"That...... This one...... How do I know that you are just a little martial spirit, if you know...... If you want to know...... "The white-bearded old man has never been so ashamed, and he didn't even see through the strength of this master, which is really a shame."

"Your mother's grin, still ...... Still...... Machine spirit, a lot of age...... Live...... Live to the ...... of a Dog The dog is on the body, and you are ...... Your uncle...... What a miserable thing! Old ...... Lao Tzu also wants to ......" The more Tu Ming said that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the soul power became weaker and weaker, and there were signs of collapse.

"Uncle, can't you scold again when you're good? If you really get angry, I'll ...... I still have to wait for millions of years, you just see that I have been here for so long, and it is not easy to come out, okay!" The white-bearded old man looked at Tu Ming, who was about to dissipate, and his heart became tangled.

"Don't scold Lao Tzu for fear of suffocation, anyway...... It's all dead anyway, so it's better to ...... It's better to ......" As he spoke, Tu Ming's voice gradually lowered, his soul became weaker and weaker, and he was about to turn into ashes and scatter.