Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Road is High

Is Fu Lingxiao crazy? Wu Ming sneered and thought, after taking this step, he could never turn back. What awaits him can be imagined. It can also be seen that as a god, how he does not take the Emperor of Heaven in his eyes.

At this moment, Wu Ming did not think of his own death, nor did he think of the death of his kind, but he was thinking about the undetermined heaven. Also, the power in the Three Realms that can suppress Fu Lingxiao. Except for the Emperor of Heaven, there should be none. Although he himself should be punished as the commander of the ghost world, the thousands of creatures in the ghost world are innocent, and there is nothing wrong with those souls waiting for reincarnation. Ghosts also have good and evil, but what Fu Lingxiao did today was all wiped out!

Just when Wu Ming was stunned, Fu Lingxiao suddenly bent down and picked up the saber that had been thrown on the ground earlier. Although the mana of the forbidden spell is powerful and irresistible, it can't be left to death, and when it's too late, he holds the blade of the sword, and his figure flashes, passing through the golden flames and sweeping towards the enemy.

This move is equivalent to exposing Wuming to the scorching sun, and the mana around his body has been weakened and restrained to the greatest extent, seeing Fu Lingxiao attacking, he didn't have time to pick up the sword, and blocked it with his cross arm, but Fu Lingxiao's sword is not Du Yuanyuan's demon knife, it can be drowned with the power of darkness, and he ate it heavily, and the ink blood flowed.

In the next second, Wuming turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

Fu Lingxiao stood in a golden sea of fire with a blood-dripping sword blade in his hand, and laughed fiercely, "Get out and die!" You despicable wretch! As he spoke, he himself was out of breath, the spell had consumed too much of his true yuan, and he was physically exhausted when he saw it, and if he delayed any longer, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Immediately, I heard a painful snort from three meters away, and then Wu Ming appeared in the flames again, Fu Lingxiao saw this, and laughed even more arrogantly, "Run? I'll see where you run! I tell you, there is nowhere to run from you! Give your life quickly so that you don't suffer! Seeing the sword stabbing towards his heart, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have time to dodge, but his body tilted to the left, trying to dodge, at this point, the true essence of the two has basically been exhausted, and the rest is a contest of pure physical strength and strength.

But Wuming's dodge was not completely dodged, Fu Lingxiao attacked again, with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the sword was deflected, and he stabbed again, just when Wuming was almost helpless, suddenly, there was a ding! Fu Lingxiao's saber seemed to have been bounced off by something, and it was a very powerful force, directly bouncing the sword out of his hand and falling far away.

The two of them, who were also frightened, looked at it at the same time, and there was a trace of starlight suspended in the golden flame.

To be precise, it is a bright white star, small in size, but extremely dazzling.

Then, a voice came from the void, "Let him go." ”

Hearing this voice, Wu Ming was completely stunned, for example, he was shocked a hundred times when he saw Fu Lingxiao use this move! His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Fu Lingxiao hurriedly looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the white star again, blinked, his brows tightened, what is it! This is...... He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but guess like that.

Immediately, he sneered as if he had suddenly realized, "You are also here for the Kongtong fragment!" Pretending to be full of kindness, in fact, ......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the voice, "The deity has no intention of this. After a pause, he said lightly, "If you want to take it, I'm afraid it won't be your turn long ago." ”

When Fu Lingxiao was stunned, suddenly the white light like flowing water slowly poured down, extinguishing the golden flame like a rain. And gradually spread away from the palace, like an endless snow covering the entire ghost world.

At this moment, Fu Lingxiao was completely depressed.

At this moment, he has no chance to turn the tables.

Empty and gloomy laughter, followed by a loud laugh, with a fierce unwillingness, dark as the night's anger, His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan fell into a kind of madness.

"You don't have to laugh, the deity doesn't take sides." The voice was faint, unhurried, and swam above the Immortal, pouring white light down from the top of his head. The Ghost Emperor, who was covered in bloodstains in a Xuan robe, was bathed in the moonlight, but he couldn't move at all, and the last trace of mana in his body was also absorbed by the white light wrapped around his body. Then, the light dispersed.

"Alright, I've sucked his mana, and you're done." The voice was indifferent, and then it became cold, "Fu Lingxiao!" Go back to your fiefdom, right now. ”

In the face of such a powerful, unshakable force, what else could Fu Lingxiao do, now he could be put to death as long as the owner of the voice moved his fingers, and at the same time, he seemed to confirm his guess.

"Sure enough, it's you." Fu Lingxiao sneered, "Didn't you die a long time ago, and you returned to your soul so soon?" ”

"The deity is not dead, and there is no need to return the soul." The voice didn't seem to bother to deal with him, "Immediately, take your soldiers and horses and go back to the virtual realm!" And, well, we'll talk about that then. ”

"And? What else. After confirming the identity of the other party, Fu Lingxiao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, this person would not kill him.

"You'll know when the time comes." The voice was already a little impatient, "Now, immediately disappear from the eyes of the deity. ”

The poisonous and murderous aura in Fu Lingxiao's eyes was even stronger, but at this time, he was powerless to return to the sky. The battle is coming to an end at this moment. In fact, for him, it doesn't matter whether he can kill Wuming or not, the ultimate purpose of his trip - "It's okay to let His Highness collect his troops, but he must hand over the pieces of Kongtong first!" The Kongtong Mirror is an artifact of the fairy world, how can it fall into the hands of such a yin ghost, hand over the fragments, I will leave immediately! ”

The voice was silent for a short time, and then said, "There is no hell, where are the fragments." ”

Wu Shen has been completely absorbed by the white light for ten thousand years, even if that person did it, he was extremely angry and depressed in his heart, "No comment!" ”

"Huh." The voice smiled faintly, "What's the use of you keeping the pieces of Kongtong now?" It's better to give it to him, and try to be pure forever. ”

Without hatred, gritting his teeth, it is better to let him die in such a field. That person didn't come late or early, but at this time he suddenly came out to administer justice, was he deliberately against himself? If you are reluctant, why do you insist on leaving that day? For him, a fluttering word, a fluttering action, but he beat himself back to his original shape, and he will never recover! As a result, the Ghost Emperor was silent for a long time.

At that time, Fu Lingxiao mocked contemptuously, "See? This is the person you and other pedantic people have saved, and they will not repent until they die! Then don't blame His Royal Highness for not being emotional, today's victory or defeat has been decided, and one day, I will make a comeback! At that time, even the emperor Lao Tzu will not want to stop it! ”