"This ...... This ......"

Mo Wentian was dumbfounded, standing in place as if petrified, unable to speak for a long time.

No one knows how shocked he is at the moment.

Mo Wentian knows better than anyone the power of the ancient ghost flute, in the battle a hundred years ago, the Yin Ghost Sect almost wiped out their five factions in Lingnan by relying on the ancient ghost flute.

Regarding this matter, it is clearly recorded in the Yin-Yang Gate classics.

In the end, Lingnan gathered the power of the five factions, exhausted all kinds of means, and spent a great price, and even three of the heads of the sect died before they suppressed this ghost flute.

However, Su Ming was actually alone, summoning some kind of unknown flame that swept through the ghost and suppressed the ghost flute.

This is much more terrifying than when he killed the Ghost King alone.

You must know that every Yin ghost summoned by this ghost flute is not weaker than a ghost king.

At this time, a hundred ghosts walked at night, and they turned into ghosts, even if the legendary supernatural master was trapped in it, he would die!

As soon as Su Ming's flames came out, they swept in all directions, and hundreds of evil ghosts disappeared without a trace.

What kind of momentum is this? How majestic?

"Compared to Master Su, my little fireball technique is simply a big knife in front of Guan Gong."

Mo Wentian was ashamed in his heart.

And Liu Wen on the side was already stunned.

If Zhou Jingwen's spells are still at a level that she can understand, then Su Ming's flick of his fingers is a sea of fire, what is the difference between this and the red boy who can spit fire in myths and legends, and Nezha who steps on Hot Wheels?

"It's hard to ...... Isn't he an earthling, an immortal from outside the region? Liu Wen had a frightened thought in her mind.

She is not untargeted, as a disciple of the Yin Ghost Sect, and she is secretly carrying out some kind of plan, she knows a lot of secrets.

For example, the spatial nodes in the southern region are disordered, there are alien invasions, and there are many wars. It is said that the alien came from outside the territory......

Also, there are some secrets recorded in the Yin Ghost Gate, saying that there may be a civilization of cultivating immortals before the scientific and technological civilization of the earth.

The ancient ghost flute may be a product left over from the previous civilization......

At this time, Su Ming had already received his magical powers, and the sea of fire in the sky was gone, and only a wisp of golden flame was beating in his palm.

Looking at the golden flames, Mo Wentian felt a breath of destruction, as if the flames could burn everything.

"What kind of flame is this?"

His heart was terrified, and his soul trembled involuntarily.

Mo Wentian also practiced fire control techniques, but it was only the lowest level of fireball techniques.

He has also seen some masters of the Divine Power Secret Realm, and the fire control techniques they practice are very subtle, but none of them can be compared to Su Ming's hand.

Moreover, the flame controlled by Su Ming seems to be extraordinary, and it only exists in the records of some ancient books.

"Could it be that the golden flame is some kind of strange flame recorded in ancient books? Born of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and possessing some mysterious power? ”

Mo Wentian secretly guessed, and his heart couldn't be calm.

At this time, Su Ming had already collected the golden flame, and his eyes fell on Zhou Jingwen's body.

Zhou Jingwen only felt a chill down his spine, and a thick threat of death surged into his heart.

His biggest hole card, the Ancient Ghost Flute, was not Su Ming's opponent, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart at the moment.

Moreover, the ghost was destroyed, and he was counterattacked, and at this moment, both his body and his soul were severely damaged, and he had no strength to fight.

"Master Su, stop first and listen to me." Zhou Jingwen shouted.

He knew that he was at the critical moment of life and death, and if he wanted to save his life, he had to impress Su Ming.

"Master Su, with your cultivation, even if you are placed among the supernatural masters, you will definitely be an invincible existence. But, did you know that there is a realm above the supernatural powers? ”

Su Ming squinted his eyes slightly, and said, "According to the cultivation realm on the earth, the supernatural power is already the limit, how can there be any realm on it?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhou Jingwen said with great certainty: "Master Su, if you cultivate the Divine Power Secret Realm to the extreme, and change your life against the sky, you will step into the Immortal Secret Realm." Once you step into the secret realm of immortality, you are a real immortal, you can fly to the sky, move mountains and seas, fly with a sword, and do anything! ”

"Oh, how do you know?" Su Ming frowned.

"The Lord told me." Zhou Jingwen lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Su, I can tell you a shocking secret. The Holy Lord is from outside the territory, and his strength is unfathomable, and he has already reached the secret realm of immortality. ”

Hearing this, Su Ming showed a smile on his face, this investigation and tracking was not in vain, and it was really related to aliens outside the territory.

The Holy Lord in Zhou Jingwen's mouth should be a foreign race.

It seems that the aliens have really reached out to the river and are carrying out some kind of conspiracy in the river area.

"Mr. Su, as long as you are willing to join us, you will serve the Holy Lord as the Lord. I can promise you that the Holy Lord will definitely help you step into the secret realm of immortality, become a true immortal, and enjoy eternal life! ”

Zhou Jingwen said with a fanatical expression.

Eternal life!

What a tempting word this is, let alone Su Ming, even if it is a prince and general throughout the ages, who doesn't want to live forever?

These two words are definitely more tempting than money, power, beauty and all the beautiful words in the world!

He was sure that a supernatural master like Su Ming would definitely not be able to resist the temptation of these two words!

Because, the more supernatural masters like him, the more they want eternal life.

A certain head of the five sects of Lingnan is an example, without the help of that leader, he would not have been able to take the ancient ghost flute out of the Yin Lock Array!

However, in the face of Zhou Jingwen's words, Su Ming was not only indifferent, but dismissive.

"As far as you, and the Holy Lord behind you, are you still worthy of talking about eternal life?"

Su Ming looked at Zhou Jingwen, his eyes were full of banter, like looking at a clown who was entertaining himself.

At this moment, Zhou Jingwen finally panicked, and did not see a trace of heartbeat in Su Ming's eyes, some were just banter and disdain.

"You...... Don't you want eternal life? Zhou Jingwen still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked.

Su Ming stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "Eternal life, it is not given by you, nor is it given by the Holy Lord, let alone this day and this earth!" It's me, I want eternal life, then I have eternal life! ”

"You...... You're so rampant that you don't even care about heaven and earth. Sue...... Su Ming, you will be punished by God like this. Zhou Jingwen said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know if you're damned, but I know you're going to die. Tell me about your plan, and I can consider sparing your life! Su Ming looked at Zhou Jingwen and said coldly.

"No way, I won't say it even if I die until the plan doesn't succeed! You can kill me, but the Lord will surely resurrect me! Zhou Jingwen shook his head and said with a firm face.

"Resurrect you?" Su Ming smiled disdainfully, with his ability, he couldn't resurrect a person, so what kind of thing was the Holy Lord?

"The Holy Lord has already detained a trace of my soul, even if my body is gone, my soul will be scattered. The Holy Lord will also resurrect me with the help of that divine soul with the supreme supernatural power! Zhou Jingwen said with a fanatical face.

"It's ridiculous, you were deceived by the people behind you and didn't know it, living in a dream." Su Ming smiled disdainfully, resurrecting through a wisp of divine soul, it was simply nonsense.

Obviously, this is a lie woven by the Holy Lord, brainwashing Zhou Jingwen and making him die.

It's like MLM.

"Hehe, the Holy Lord won't lie to me. Su Ming, I'll go first, and when the Holy Lord resurrects me, I'll take you...... Dog life! ”

As he spoke, Zhou Jingwen was ruthless and bit the fangs hidden in his mouth.

Su Ming's divine sense swept and frowned slightly.

The venom hidden in the fangs was bloody, and it flowed into the abdomen, and after a while, Zhou Jingwen was bleeding from all his orifices, and his expression was hideous, like a ghost.

"The gate of heaven is opened, the Holy Lord has come to the world, and all my believers will enjoy eternal life!"

shouted, Zhou Jingwen fell to the ground and died, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master—"

Liu Wenfei, who was standing next to her, rushed over and looked at Zhou Jingwen, who was already dead, her body trembled constantly.

After a long time, she turned around slowly and looked at Su Ming with a resentful expression:

"Su Ming, you can't die well! Your Excellency, you will avenge us! ”

After speaking, a wisp of black blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.