Although the god in front of him doesn't know where he came from, he does have the realm of heavenly gods, and this golden luck and incense power are the best proof, maybe following him, there is really the possibility of making himself an earth immortal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In such a situation, if you change to other immortal cultivators, you may have already nodded and agreed, at least what a god said, it is not untargeted, but evidence-based, fifty years of earth immortals may be a bit exaggerated, but within a hundred years, it is relatively easy to let a god cultivate an earth immortal.

But Ye Ming didn't disdain it, he had a system, and he already had a master, so he shook his head decisively and said: "I have my own way, why don't you come to give alms, I have already worshiped under the Qingdi Sect, and my cultivation is the supreme exercise, you are not a ghost or a ghost, don't think about using this to confuse me." ”

"Qingdi?!" Zhenjun's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "You said that you are the descendant of Qinglian?"

"Qinglian, do you know Qinglian?" Ye Ming was also shocked in his heart, could it be that the Qingdi was Qinglian, so the man in white he met in the purple space that day was the Qingdi?

Isn't he the Immortal Emperor thousands of years ago, how could he look so young, and I remember that Master Aokiko said that the Blue Emperor had already passed away, so who would be the Qinglian I saw?

"Hahahaha, okay, that's great!" Master Zhenjun suddenly laughed out loud and said: "Thousands of years, thousands of years, you have been trapped in the underworld for thousands of years, although I can't find you to take revenge, but now your heirs are captured by me, although I can't directly slash you, but killing your heirs can also temporarily relieve my heart, and when I return to the underworld, tell them that they will be very happy!"

Master Zhenjun suddenly burst out with an inexplicable aura, in this aura, Ye Ming only felt as if he had been exposed to the scorching sun, and then seemed to have come to the ice and snow, his body was completely frozen, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even make a trace of resistance.

"Boy, don't do any more useless struggles, if you want to rebel against the true king, you still owe some fire. Zhenjun said coldly: "The debt owed by your ancestors will be repaid by you, as a disciple, today!"

He really knew Qinglian!

Ye Ming said in his heart, but the other party will definitely not say much to himself, it seems that the Qing Emperor seemed to have done something to them at the beginning, and then trapped them in the underworld, could it be that the huge seal that the ghost gate closed was laid by the Qing Emperor back then?

The golden light above Zhenjun's head became more and more intense, and his smile became more and more hideous and terrifying, and with a wave of his hand, a golden air flow struck towards Ye Ming.

Seeing that it was close at hand, and the golden air flow that was about to hit him in the next second, Ye Ming struggled, his mind suddenly froze, his fingers trembled slightly, and with a bang, the sword suddenly buzzed.

Ye Ming instantly broke free of the restraints, holding the sword in his hand, he suddenly felt the strength return to his body again, "If you want me to die, it's not that easy, let me be caught, it's impossible!"

Ye Ming immediately raised his sword and stabbed at the golden air flow, where the two met, starting from the tip of the sword, this sword blessed with spiritual power suddenly shattered layer by layer, turned into pieces of pieces, and fell to the ground, the golden air flow continued to attack Ye Ming.

Ye Ming couldn't retreat, so he had to hold the broken hilt to resist, but even the last remaining hilt turned into ashes, and the golden air flow swept directly into his arm, and suddenly his arm twisted and rotated, all the muscles and bones were shattered, the whole arm drooped down, blood splattered all over his body, and more blood kept falling down his arm, dripping onto the ground.

Fortunately, the golden air flow finally stopped here, and did not move any further, and the power dissipated and disappeared.

"Hmph!" Zhenjun snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that my body couldn't appear, and it was just a mirror attack, this blow just now would have made you scatter!"

It turns out that he can't play to his full strength, no wonder he keeps talking so much nonsense.

In fact, at the beginning, Master Zhenjun really didn't plan to kill Ye Ming, after all, the other party had the aura of heaven and was protected by humanity, although he was a god and had boundless mana, but killing such an existence still had to risk being attacked by humanity, and he didn't want to do it anyway.

So he came up with the idea of letting Ye Ming worship under his own door, an existence with humane protection, if he became his own disciple and used it for his own use, then they who could not appear in the world would have an excellent helper, at least it would be much easier to implement their plan.

It's just that when he finally learned that this scholar with humane protection turned out to be the descendant of the Qingdi Emperor, he suddenly recalled the events of the year, if it weren't for Qinglian, how could their clan have ended up like this, and finally they were trapped in the eternal underworld, with those ghosts as companions.

What's even more odious is that Qinglian not only imposed a seal on the ghost gate, but also left an ancient fierce beast to guard it, which made them unable to even get close, although they have the cultivation of a god, but it is still much worse than that fierce beast, and in front of his fierce beast, their clan is just bait.

If it weren't for the duty of that fierce beast, if it couldn't leave the ghost gate, I am afraid that it would have to slaughter in the underworld and devour their clan.

Thinking of Qinglian's strength, Master Zhenjun was afraid for a while, and if he wanted to kill Qinglian to take revenge, he would definitely not be able to do it, but now if he killed his apprentice, it would be regarded as a bad breath.

What about humanitarian protection, killing is killing, it's a big deal to disperse the incense and mental power of this body, starting from scratch, as long as this evil breath in your heart can be eliminated, what's the harm in starting again!

Zhenjun is for a breath and dares to risk being attacked by humanity, and Ye Ming is also for a breath and dares to face a heavenly god existence with a sword.

Since he came to this world, he has finally obtained what he has always longed for but never had, and now he just wants to cherish all this, want to be good to them, and want to live with them for the rest of his life.

However, the premise of all this is that he must live, and he still has a lot of things to do, so how can he die.

Ye Ming shouted in his heart, although my right hand has been broken, but I still have my left hand, and I still have a leg if my left hand is broken, even if my leg is broken, then bite the other party to death with my mouth, no matter what, I can't die here!

Ye Ming roared in his heart, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and suddenly a mouthful of hot blood surged out of his heart, and at this moment, the black and purple small sword that had been lurking in his dantian and had never moved, moved, he just trembled slightly, and suddenly flew out of the dantian.

The black and purple small sword burst out from the top of Ye Ming's head, circled around it, and finally suspended in front of him, Ye Ming seemed to be under some kind of traction in his heart, and stretched out his left hand to take the small sword.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, the black and purple small sword suddenly became larger, and purple lightning suddenly jumped out of it, jumping around Ye Ming's arm.

There seemed to be a voice shouting in Ye Ming's heart, he clenched the purple sword and shouted, "Cut the sky!"

Yes, that's the name of the sword, and it's a slashing name! )