Chapter 1792, A Man's Business
After a long time, the raging energy storm gradually dissipated, leaving a huge round crater dozens of feet square and dozens of meters deep in the clearing.
Between the green smoke, Ming Jiutian's whole person was lying at the bottom of the big pit, his whole body was covered with blood, and his vision was extremely miserable.
If you seriously recall it, it seems that this kind of scene in front of you is really the first time, and it is all thanks to Sang Luo.
Seeing that there was no sound in the pit, Sang Luo snorted coldly, this time it's time to die, right?
Looking at the movement around him, it seems that he should also go, so as not to alarm the people who can't be provoked for a while, and he can't leave.
Whoa...
However, just as Sang Luo turned around and was about to leave, there was movement in the big pit behind him.
It was Ming Jiutian's equally bloodstained arm, which looked like it was unconscious at the moment, and he didn't know what to grope there.
You can still move, no matter how you move, in short, it's not dead?
Realizing this, Sang Luo's face was not very good-looking, it was a blow containing his seven-layer power.
Even if it's not full strength, it's not much worse, but Ming Jiutian is still moving, which is a bit of a slap in the face of his dignified Chaos Realm Yuan Emperor.
Hum...
Seeing this, Sang Lu's cold and ruthless face became even more murderous, since the seventh-layer power was not enough, then the tenth-layer.
Sou...
As a result, just as Sang Luo was about to kill the killer, a figure came at an extremely fast speed, and landed right in the pit, blocking the Ming Jiutian below.
Seeing the comer, Sang Luo was also stunned, and the movements he was performing in his hands had to stop.
"Ah, auntie, why did you come..."Seeing the person coming, Hu Yuan couldn't help but complain.
"After receiving your summons, Miss Ben originally planned to come immediately, but there were still a few protection fees confiscated, so I delayed a little..."Feng Jingqing responded playfully.
That's right, the person who came was Feng Jingqing, the strongest existence in the entire world, and he was also appointed by Wushou to collect taxes.
Hu Yuan almost fell to the ground when he heard this, when did this happen, is it important to collect protection money or save people.
Fortunately, Ming Jiutian was in a coma, if he heard Feng Jingqing's words, he didn't fall in one breath and fainted again.
"I've heard of you, you are the second lady of the Youfeng clan of the ancient family in the northern forbidden area of the ancient realm, but it's a pity... If your sister had come in person, there might have been a chance to stop it, but as for you—" Sang Luo said here and stopped.
However, it is not difficult to hear from Sang Lu's words, if the person who came is Feng Xiaoxiao, he asked himself if it was better, but if it was Feng Jingqing, then there would be no chance, and he didn't look up to her at all.
"Do you really think of yourself as a character? Acquaintances, hurry back to your ascension realm, otherwise Hugh blames Aunt Ben's men for being ruthless..."Feng Jingqing was immediately unhappy when he heard this.
"Wow, I've heard a long time ago that none of the people who came out of the forbidden area are fuel-efficient lamps, and if you're lucky today, you might as well try it..."
The two of them at this moment are both genuine Chaos Realm Yuan Emperors, and they are only high, not low.
If these two people start to do something here, the first thing to bear the brunt of is the just-completed Jieshi, and there will be no tiles left.
Of course, the two of them at the moment have no idea whether the boundary city is destroyed or not.
At this time, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a lot of fighting posture.
"This is a man's business, it's not your turn to come forward..."At this moment, Ming Jiutian's bloodstained figure actually stood up.
Is this all okay?
Looking at Ming Jiutian at this moment, although he was covered in blood and there were many wounds that were also bleeding, in general, it seemed that there was really nothing wrong.
"That sounds a bit flavorful," Sang Luo smiled disdainfully.
However, Ming Jiutian didn't intend to ignore him at all, grabbed Feng Jingqing's wrist, and didn't know where he got such a lot of strength, so he actually threw her directly next to Hu Yuan.
"No matter what happens later, no one should come near me..."Ming Jiutian explained in an extremely flat voice.
Originally, Feng Jingqing also planned to replace Ming Jiutian to fight this game, but she didn't expect that Ming Jiutian wouldn't let her go at all.
It's okay if you don't let you fight, but why don't you let you get closer? Even if you don't fight, it's always good to have someone watching from the sidelines.
Hu Yuan's mind also struggled for a long time, and finally shook his head at Feng Jingqing, who wanted to rush over.
"Boy, are you worried that your death will be seen later?" Sang Luo teased proudly when he heard this.
"Sang Luo is it, known as the first master of the Half Moon Immortal Palace, the Yuan Emperor of the Chaos Realm, a realm that ordinary people can't reach in their lives, remember Ben Shao's words, today's battle, if you can't beat you to kneel on the ground and call Dad, Ben Shao will never step into the ascension realm half a step in this life..."
At this pull, the originally tattered white round-necked robe was torn off by him like waste paper, revealing a body that was still covered in blood.
The dense wounds were still bleeding, but they didn't affect the display of his perfect muscle lines in the slightest.
As soon as the words fell, a strange smile appeared on Ming Jiutian's face, and the smile was enough to make anyone's heart furious.
And Sang Lu couldn't help but tremble when he saw Ming Jiutian's appearance after tearing off his clothes.
It wasn't because he saw how arrogant Ming Jiutian was with his bare shoulders and tattoos, but because of the momentum on his body.
The next moment, in Sang Lu's stunned gaze, Ming Jiutian stretched out his hand and touched his chest.
Because the blood stain was too dense, Sang Luo didn't know what Ming Jiutian was groping for on his chest.
Poof...
A soft sound came, and a thing with a finger long and a whole body that was red and shaped like a steel nail was pulled out of Ming Jiutian's chest, and at the same time, blood was spurted out.
Sang Luo was startled when he saw this scene, who in the world would be idle and stick a nail in his chest?
But Ming Jiutian did this, and when he looked at him alive before, he was obviously not affected by this red nail.
Being pulled out of his chest at this moment was a signal that made him feel very bad, and made Sang Luo feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"Yae Entrance, open..."
Ming Jiutian, who had a weird smile on his face, smiled, and at the same time bit the red steel nail in his mouth.
Immediately following the location of Ming Jiutian as the center, it seemed that the wind was starting to rise.
Judging from the contraction of the chest cavity in Ming Jiutian, it was a very rhythmic breathing rhythm.
It's no wonder that with every breath of Ming Jiutian, the blood stains on his body are gradually fading.
As a result, after a few breaths, Ming Jiutian, who was originally covered in blood, became more and more clean.
Not only that, but the blood that had flowed from him before was actually suspended from the ground, and it returned to Ming Jiutian's body drop by drop.
Through those wounds, he returned to Ming Jiutian's body, and finally those wounds left before healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a while, a body that was so perfect that it was smooth and slippery was revealed again, and even the sores left by the red steel nails were gone.
However, this is not the end of the world, it is said that Ming Jiutian, who has recovered from his injuries, should fully return to his normal state.
Unexpectedly, this state is still continuing, not only that, but the wind is more violent than before.
Call...
As the momentum continued to rise, Ming Jiutian's silver hair didn't seem to want to be restrained, breaking through the bun and drifting away with the wind.
Ordinary people have only heard of the water that is difficult to recover, who has ever heard of the blood that has been shed can be recovered?
Seeing such a perverse scene, Sang Luo was frightened, and he didn't know if he was affected by Ming Jiutian's momentum, and his breathing began to grow rapid.