Roaring with all his might, the movements in his hands became even faster, and the yellow dragon stabbed headlong and rushed into the battle group.

"Hey! Why are you disobedient? Lao Yang was shocked, knowing that I had no intention of leaving.

"The big husband has something to do and something not to do! Although I, Huang Xin, am afraid of death and greedy for life, I can't escape at this juncture, I can't do it! He grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

I was actually nervous to death, and my palms were pinched in a cold sweat. Because I know that if Mr. Ming is the only one, he will definitely not be able to contain those three skulls, but with the leyline Yellow Dragon that I control, there is a glimmer of hope.

Mr. Ming gritted his teeth, acquiescing to my behavior, and his expression was complicated. There are worries, but there are also reliefs...

"Originally, I saw that you were Zhou Mushan's apprentice, and I wanted to let you go, since you are so ignorant of lifting, then die!" The Soul Suppressor shouted loudly, and there were words in his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid that Mr. Zhou will trouble you? Huang Xin is his only apprentice! Old Yang shouted loudly.

The Soul Suppression Daoist said contemptuously, "Whether it works out or not, I will die here, do you think I will be afraid of Zhou Mushan?" ”

Lao Yang was speechless for a while, he was not afraid of the horizontal, he was afraid of not afraid of death. Because these people don't even want their lives, what else is there to be afraid of?

"Don't think you're the only one who can sacrifice, and so will I!"

Mr. Ming sat cross-legged on the ground and took out three long yellow incense sticks from his arms. With a gentle stroke of the hand, the incense burned, and green smoke wafted up.

"I invite the snake fairy with my soul, and I hope to have mercy!"

I wanted to speak and stopped, but I didn't expect to underestimate Mr. Ming's ruthlessness towards him, and the black half-body snake skyrocketed a few points again. He opened his mouth and twisted his body to press the bell down again.

"Little friend, it's enough for me here! This time to stop the Soul Suppressor Daoist, the preparation is more than that! Mr. Ming was depressed, but his eyes still shone brightly, "I can't show you here, and I'm going to make a break with him today." ”

"But..."

After thinking about it, Huang Long pulled out and hovered over the statue of the Master, forming the last line of defense.

The Soul Suppression Daoist raised his right hand and pinched it, and his face moved slightly. The hour is about to pass, and his time is running out.

"Ming'er! Daddy must release the earth dragon. ”

As if to make a desperate bet, he also sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to maximize the power of the bell.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

There were suddenly five rings in the air, all of which hit the shriveled body of the Soul Suppressor Daoist, and the remnants of his clothes flew in the sky, but no blood flowed out.

"It worked!" Mr. Ming said lightly and stood up from the ground.

"Aren't bullets useless to him?" I was surprised, even if the Soul Suppressor Daoist in front of him was the main body, these five bullets would kill him.

"No, not ordinary bullets. It was given to me by the Grand Master, and the runes were carved on it with his essence blood. My dad doesn't have to worry about him anymore..."

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

As soon as Mr. Ming's words fell, the soul suppressor became a rolling gourd. Curled up and rolled on the ground, a golden glow shining from his limbs and skull, making him feel as painful as if he had been placed in a frying pan.

Lao Yang shouted, "Bell, look at the bell, it's getting smaller." ”

I looked over, and the three bells merged together again, becoming small and delicate, and fell to the ground, making a jingling sound.

"Mr. Ming, fortunately not disgraced!" In the fog that gradually dissipated, a burly figure appeared, which was the person who was waiting for the opportunity to shoot just now.

I was stunned, "Brother Zhuzi? ”

How is Brother Zhuzi? In my guess, he probably didn't want to meet Mr. Ming and went into hiding. Unexpectedly, in the end, Mr. Ming gave the crucial five bullets to Brother Zhuzi and let him complete the fatal blow.

"Sect Master Mu!" Mr. Ming bowed slightly, "I had a private meeting with Sect Master Mu at that time, just for today's trust. ”

The warrior seemed to have seen his idol, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, "Mu... Grandmaster Mu... I'll just explain who Mr. gave the bullet to, it turns out that Sect Master Mu is also in Jincheng, didn't you say that you left and returned to the ruins? Could it be the dark chess played by those seniors? ”

"No, it's just a coincidence." Brother Zhu shook his head and said, "The fog is too thick, and this guy is too cautious. So it's a little late..."

"Just catch up, I kind of lived up to that person's expectations." Mr. Ming's expression could not be seen in joy and anger, and he walked to the side of the Soul Suppression Daoist.

"Dad, it's all over! I won! ”

The soul suppressant continued to collapse, struggled to stand up, and laughed miserably, "It was you who stopped me in the end, that old guy is really relieved!" ”

"Dad, you can go with peace of mind!"

"Ming'er, do you hate your father?"

"Hate? Not to mention, everyone has their own choices, we just insist on different points, but we can't erase the fact that you are my father..."Mr. Ming said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha! It's good not to hate, it's good not to hate. I've been suffering you all these years, silly boy! You win! The Soul Suppression Daoist was peaceful, like a loving father at home, reaching out to caress Mr. Ming's cheek, which was no longer young.

"Little one, you're only in your twenties! There is no name for Zhou Mushan, very good, very good! Back then, we were comrades in the trenches! ”

My heart shook slightly, my master's comrade-in-arms. No wonder he is so familiar with the master, and the relationship must not be bad, but they eventually parted ways for various reasons.

"It didn't work out, but I did my best! Let's go first! Hahaha! ”

The faint golden color on the soul suppression Dao person dissipated, and he became an ordinary bad old man, an imhuman appearance who had been destroyed by the years.

He had a lot to say and a lot to do. But it is not a shame to lose at the hands of his son, it is not a good result, and it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Mr. Ming picked up Fang Yao's boneless body, not too sad. It's like seeing through all kinds of things in the world, just putting Fang Yao and Fang Zhao together.

"I always thought that my father would do it in the northeast, but I didn't expect him to go the opposite way and come to the northwest to prepare to release the earth dragon. And my missing brother, I didn't expect him to lay such a foundation in Jincheng, and I almost caused a catastrophe with my father. Mr. Ming sat on the ground and said.

None of this matters anymore, the Soul Suppressor is dead. Mr. Ming's role in this battle of defense is unparalleled.

Lao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and laughed openly, "There is no danger, there is no danger." ”

"Thanks to Mr. Ming's fight to the death, otherwise it would have been too late." I laughed, and the Yellow Dragon returned to the ground again.

"Great joy, great joy, rest well today, we will not get drunk tomorrow and will not return, practice for Mr. Ming."

Mr. Ming looked into the distance and said sadly, "I apologize here to the rank and Jincheng." My dad and my brother are gone, please don't hold them accountable. ”

The sudden crying made us feel helpless, and when we saw Mr. Ming kowtow three times, we couldn't sit still anymore.

"Mr. Ming, what is this for? Get up! Not to blame, we don't blame. ”

My heart chuckled, and I looked at Mr. Ming with a dull gaze. Suddenly reacted, put one hand on Mr. Ming's wrist, and scared me to sit on the ground.

"How is that possible!"

Mr. Ming's pulse is gone! His heart had stopped, and life was ticking. The whole person is like a rotten wood, which will turn into dust in an instant.

I still can't believe that this is Mr. Ming's return to the light, although he sacrificed his soul to the immortal at that time, it is impossible for him to break his heart.

Lao Yang was in a hurry, "What is possible?" Huang Xin: What are you talking about? What happened to Mr. Ming? ”

"Mr. Ming, there is not much time left..."The warrior was gloomy, "He knew that he would die, but he still completed the task before he died. ”

I set my eyes on the Soul Suppressor and muttered, "Evil Warlock, Zhulian Blood Relative..."

It was similar to the situation encountered in Uncle's village at the beginning, but the taboo committed by the Soul Suppression Dao was even greater, and it was no longer a simple curse, but a curse. The so-called repayment of the father's debt to the son, Mr. Ming can't escape, even if the gods are alive, they can't help!

"I have died without regrets, and it is also an excellent destination to die with them, which can be regarded as a family reunion." Mr. Ming smiled freely.

Facing the person in front of me, I was in awe and admired from the bottom of my heart. He can give up hatred, focus on the overall situation, and even kill relatives in righteousness. I can't even think of these things.

Brother Zhu choked up a little, "Do you have anything else to explain?" ”

"Xiaoyou, I hope you will take my spirit snake to the Northeast Martial Arts Conference in mid-October, and ask you to support my disciples and tell them that the master has broken his promise..."

"In mid-October... I must... Go! Carefully took the sluggish spirit snake and nodded solemnly.

The black snake was also psychic, knew that Mr. Ming wanted to say goodbye, and worked hard to get up and wanted to send Mr. Ming on his last journey.

"I'll give you the scales, treat it well, it's for you... Here you go... Mr. Ming's speech became more and more difficult, "Sect Master Mu, that... Always... Remembering you. Returning to the ruins indeed... I'm really sorry for you, and I don't have extravagant expectations... Extravagant hope your... Forgive me, I just hope you can go back and see, everyone is very... I miss you so much..."

Brother Zhuzi's eyes were full of tears, and he nodded heavily, which was a promise, "I promise you!" ”

"That's good... Good... Li Biao, tell that one, I know... Fulfilling the mission... Finish... Finish... Mission..."Blood spilled from Mr. Ming's mouth, and it became more and more difficult to speak.

"Sin! No... No... Let you... Let's go... Back... I... I'm also from the Fang family! Father! Brother! Fang Ming is here..."

Mr. Ming, who had lost his strength, fell on top of Fang Yao and Fang Zhao. Father and son! Brothers! It's reunited!

"Mr. Ming! Mr. Ming! ”

Hoarse roars resounded in the square, and the cries could not express the grief in their hearts. What a good person, just went. No one accepted the death of this man. Mr. Ming's resoluteness and his selflessness have left an indelible impression on our hearts.