Looking at Ling Zongxian, who was looking crazy at this time, King Ming also sensed a hint of something wrong, and frowned:

"I know you're definitely not that simple, so let's just start and let me see how much Emperor Yin's essence blood attracts Demon Zen."

Hearing King Ming's words, Ling Zongxian slowly closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying something, and sighed, "The taste is really good, but your essence and blood seem to attract me even more......

Evil eyes stared at King Ming, and the aura on Ling Zongxian's body suddenly rose, and then directly put a jade bottle into his mouth.

The bottle that was put in his mouth was directly bitten to pieces, and the powerful aura exploded directly around him, and ripples seemed to directly shatter the space, the aura on Ling Zongxian's body gradually rose, and his rampant laughter gradually echoed in the sky above the entire smoke city. Chinese Net

A terrifying aura of infinite four grades suddenly erupted, even King Ming couldn't help frowning, he looked at Ling Zongxian, who was crazy at this time, and frowned: "I didn't expect you to be able to make such a bloody investment, this drop of essence blood, I'm afraid it can make you weak for a long time, right?"

When the words came to his lips, King Ming was silent.

If it is ordinary, this drop of essence blood does need Emperor Yin to recover for a long time, at least decades, this is the importance of essence blood.

But now Emperor Yin is bringing 100,000 guards, which is rushing to slaughter the city, which is enough to see Emperor Yin's determination.

This battle is destined to be extremely difficult, if Ling Zongxian can't be left here, King Ming knows that the follow-up may be difficult, but it is not that there is no chance.

"You know what?" A smile appeared on King Ming's face, looking at the blood mist gradually rising in the city, he smiled cruelly: "I know all your layouts, the only accident is the Buddha Gate, even if you come here today, it is also in my expectation."

Completely ignoring the smile on Ling Zongxian's face, King Ming said to himself, "You said that a drop of my essence blood, plus Yuan Gonggong's half-life essence blood, can make it exert its strength?"

The space behind him suddenly exploded, and a monstrous demonic spirit exploded directly behind King Ming, he looked at Ling Zongxian coldly, and sneered:

"This king was born in Yancheng, so naturally he can't be an intoxicating person in Yancheng, so the disaster leads to the east, and everyone takes what they need!"

The aura on his body had completely crushed Ling Zongxian, and even vaguely touched the existence of the Four Rank Yang God.

Raising a hand, King Ming grabbed at the void, and the hand of nothingness, which had been huge and dry, shook it directly at Ling Zongxian, as if he was going to pinch him to death completely.

The dark golden roulette wheel behind Ling Zongxian turned slightly, and between the black flames, a Demon Zen seat appeared, his hands were folded, and the dark-skinned Demon Zen let out a low sigh.

"Amitabha! Put down the butcher's knife ......"

The huge void palm froze directly in the space, as if it had suffered some strong resistance, and after a slight pause, the space exploded directly under the eyes, without giving King Ming any chance to react.

"Buddhist precepts?"

With an exclamation, King Ming looked at Mo Chan in disbelief.

Obviously he is a demon Zen, but he can still master the precepts of Buddhism, which makes him feel extremely surprised.

But think about it, the Zen master of Buddhism is nothing more than the power of the state of mind and the powerful spiritual power, which is similar to the spiritual soul of the monk, and the path is the same.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, King Ming closed his eyes, as if he was beginning to wait patiently for something, the huge eyeballs behind him turned again, the dark golden pupils trembled a little, and a thing like the aura behind the demon Zen was directly engraved in the pale golden pupils.

This pupil is like a mirror, and the aura is directly copied in the pupil, and with the rotation of the pupil again, an identical aura also appeared behind King Ming.

The two auras can be said to be exactly the same, and even the aura behind King Ming is slightly stronger, this ability to directly copy, Ling Zongxian was not much surprised, as if he had thought of it early on.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the aura on Ling Zongxian's body gradually became weaker, and then he sneered, "You copied very well, but...... Are you sure I'm the strongest fighter?"

The breath on the two of them was frequent

climbed, and the space around them seemed to be a little unbearable, and such a force began to gradually disintegrate, but the aura on the two of them did not have the slightest tendency to stop.

Yancheng, Sword Sect!

Elder Wang, who was standing at the pinnacle, sensed the breath outside the city, and his face changed drastically, and he frowned, "The breath of these two people, I'm afraid that it is about to approach the fourth grade."

With such a terrifying aura, Elder Wang had never sensed it, even when Gonggong Yuan arrived, King Ming had never burst out with such a terrifying coercion.

Wen Liangxin looked at the battle outside the city, and also had mixed feelings, "Elder Wang, what now?"

At this time, the only backbone of the Sword Sect was Elder Wang, and they only received an order from King Ming not to go down the mountain gate of the Sword Sect and quietly watch all this happen.

But seeing 100,000 guards slaughtering the city in the city, their Sword Sect was just cowering on the top of the mountain, and Wen Liangxin couldn't get through it with his conscience.

His name is Wen Liangxin, not that he has no conscience, but he is already anxious at this time, and he doesn't know what to do.

But looking at Elder Wang again, the other party obviously didn't know anything, just looking at it in a hurry, Wen Liangxin was really uncomfortable, and his anger couldn't stop soaring in his heart.

Turning his head to look at Wen Liangxin, Elder Wang shook his head for a long time and said, "One hundred thousand guards, do you think the Sword Sect can defeat it?"

"The existence of the Ten Yuan Infant Realm, how many can you face when you go down the mountain?"

"Hundred masters of the Golden Pill Realm, how many people do you think you can kill?"

After listening to Elder Wang's words, Wen Liangxin was even more furious, and he didn't understand: "There are still many of our disciples' families in the city, and those families......

"All the people involved have been transferred, and it is estimated that they are also quietly watching the slaughter city below at this time." Elder Wang silently watched the battle below, and could only shake his head helplessly, they really had no choice.

If Ji Zongyun was in the Sword Sect, there would be no such thing at all, and these 100,000 people, Ji Zongyun might only need to raise his hand to kill them.

But at this time...... They don't have any way, this kind of difference in strength is really powerless and helpless.

The 100,000 guards in the city quickly cleared the battlefield, their eyes looked in the direction of the Sword Sect, no one spoke, and the thing that everyone was most worried about still did not happen.

Hundreds of thousands of people were killed in the streets of the city, but most of them were ordinary people, and they did not resist very strongly, as if they had been abandoned in the morning.