Liu Jiang took a deep breath, slowly spread his hands, and took out a black disc with complex patterns on the disc.

"If I can't help you, I'm willing to admit defeat. Liu Jiang injected spiritual power into the flood desolation guide, and the lines on the flood desolation lead seemed to be ignited, bursting out with a strong light, and at the same time, a flood power poured out from the flood desolation lead, heading straight for Mingzhong.

"From the technical name, the flow of the wilderness. ”

Mingzhong was wrapped in that torrent of desolation, and no one knew about him.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a pure power of the wilderness now. Leng Feng looked at the Honghuang Yin Gao, "Although it is only a broken artifact, it can be compared to ordinary artifacts with the warmth of the power of the Honghuang." ”

"It's amazing indeed. "Outside, I could only see a gray-yellow wrapping Mingzhong, but I didn't know that Mingzhong was facing a flood of waves, the sky was falling, and the eyes were full of gloom.

"On the occasion of looking at the ancient times, the four poles are wasted, Kyushu is split, the sky is not covered, the earth is not circumferential, the fire is not extinguished, and the water is not stopped. ”①

"It turns out that this is the scene of the collapse of the flood era, and in the face of such a natural disaster, ordinary people are no different from birds. Ming Zhong was in awe of this desolate scene, but what surprised him even more was that this desolate seal presented the desolate scene in front of him, so that he was also in the desolate wilderness, if it wasn't for Leng Feng's protection, he would have been unable to hold it for a long time.

"The power of this flood is nothing, if it was before the real flood, even in my heyday, I would be helpless. "A fake is a fake, and Leng Feng won't let the fake one be scared.

"Is there a way to crack it?" asked Mingzhong.

"This Flood Seal is just an artifact, you can use the Demon God Tower to suppress it. Leng Feng disappeared after speaking, leaving Mingzhong alone to face the desolate scene.

The corners of Mingzhong's mouth twitched, and the desolate scene gave him great pressure, Mingzhong didn't dare to be careless, and immediately urged the Demon God Tower.

With Mingzhong's current strength, the Demon God Tower is empty and has no physical object, but this is already very good for Mingzhong.

Outside, I saw a little purple light flickering in the gray-yellow, and then it exploded, and a purple tower shadow suppressed the power of the desolation, and Ming Zhong was sitting in this tower.

Liu Jiang's face turned dark, and he almost fainted, he actually lost control of the power of the desolation! How could this be? That was the power of the desolation!

Hong Shaozhi's smile froze, and he could clearly feel that the purple pagoda was no longer in the category of artifacts, but there were only a few holy artifacts that still existed, and there was not a single pagoda in it......

Mingzhong urged the Demon God Tower to suppress the power of the desolation, and the power of the desolation was also struggling with all his might, trying to break free from the shackles of the Demon God Tower, but the Demon God Tower crushed it to death.

The Demon God Tower kept running, and the power of the flood gradually became smaller, and it was finally suppressed by the Demon God Tower.

The shadow of the Demon God Tower dispersed, and Ming Zhong fell to the ground, Ming Chong's face was not good, and suppressing the power of the flood consumed too much of his spiritual power.

"I throw in the towel. Liu Jiang turned around and went to Liu Shaozhi's side, with an apologetic face, "Elder Hong, I'm sorry, I ......"

Hong Shaozhi waved his hand and signaled that Liu Jiang didn't need to say much: "You have done a good job." "Hong Shaozhi actually wanted to scold his mother in his heart, why did he come across Mingzhong, a spiritual weapon with such a high level? Not to mention the purple tower, it was the gun...... Wait, that gun, it can't be a heavy Chinese gun, right?

Hong Shaoyi thought of this possibility, and couldn't help but look at Ming Zhong twice, amber hair represented his amazing talent, and he could be recognized by Chonghua Gun, could he be the next person to step into the Holy Realm?

Mingzhong walked to Mu Hua's side and arched his hand to say hello: "The peak master hasn't seen him for a month, and his spirit is getting better and better." ”

"Not as good as you. Mu Hua glanced at Ming Chong, ran to the Yunshen Swamp and really collided with the people of Yuanzong, the key is that Ming Zhong slaughtered Zhou Li, Zhou Li is Zhou Heng's younger brother, Zhou Heng killed Mu Qiaole again in the last sect battle...... Sure enough, their Tiankui Sect and Yuanzong are endless, but he wants to say, well done!

Ming scratched his head and smiled.

"By the way, I almost forgot about business!" Ming Zhong handed over the Bi Qi Neidan to Mu Hua, "Peak Master, it's just that Senior Brother Du Hengyu asked me to bring it back, for Yang Tianfeng Lord, you can help me get it to him." ”

After Ming Zhong finished saying hello to Xue Lingsha and ran away, he didn't want to see Yang Tian crying with a handful of snot and tears, which made him feel faceless, so ah, it was better to let Mu Hua go.

"Stinky boy!" Mu Hua saw that Ming Zhong ran away, and really wanted to arrest him back and leave him to play Tai Chi with Hong Shaozhi.

(1): From "Huainanzi Lan Yin Xun"