Chapter 272: Short Fronts
The power of the Alien Qi is that it can corrupt almost anything, the stars, the flesh, or the mind. For this, no one in the world should know better than Bai Hai, the torture he suffered in the Star Hall is absolutely unimaginable, if it weren't for his special physique, maybe he would have become a complete demon by now. If the caster is strong enough, the inheritance of Tianyu's predecessors may not be spared.
As the first hero to resist the invasion of alien demons 10,000 years ago, Tianyu's strength is self-evident, if he left the remnant soul in that black coffin, he would not have handed over the inheritance to the alien demons. Of course, even if there is the blood of those hundred people, it is difficult to pollute the inheritance with his strength, but since Lei Ming has spoken, he will definitely be prepared, but the white hair is a little curious, according to what the master said, there are few people in the world who know about this matter, how did the demon know about it?
Bai Hai glanced around, and took a step forward without warning, and a sound like glass breaking sounded in the air, and the night sky seemed to have been cut with a few cracks, which were sword marks? It turned out that in the previous conversation, Bai Fa had already taken out his sword, and there were several white gaps on the ground where Lei Ming was standing, but the sword did not hurt him after all.
It's hard to understand that a sword that can cut through the night sky can't have any effect on this mausoleum.
"You're in a hurry......"
Lei Ming put his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the cold black sword in the white hair's hand, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint mockery: "Since I told you so many things, I have no intention of letting you leave alive." But I didn't expect that a person like you would be willing to work for Shushan, don't ...... By the way, what if they knew that the strongest young man on the continent was actually an alien?"
The next moment, Jun Ye had already appeared in front of Lei Ming, the face covered by the mask still did not show any superfluous expression, there was only a cold killing intent, he wanted to kill Lei Ming, this has nothing to do with righteousness, it has nothing to do with race, just for revenge. As for the fact that he has become a demon, only the master knows about it, and since that person has promised to help him turn back into a human being, he will naturally not break his promise. If it weren't for the fact that he still needed this power in that empty city, the Master would have fulfilled his promise.
"Alien demons?"
The white hair stretched out of his right palm, his five fingers were aggrieved, the rising meridians were like dragons, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were like blood. In an instant, a huge blood-colored handprint rose in the void, and in that handprint, Xingyuan and alien demonic qi intertwined with each other to form countless grimaces that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, like an unjust soul roaring and struggling in the hell blood pool. But Lei Ming's strength is not ordinary, leaving aside his identity as a demon hidden in the shadows, as early as a few years ago, he was the first person of the young generation in the Southern Regions.
"Bloody Shadow!
Under such a terrible attack, Lei Ming did not choose to retreat, he pinched the trick in his right hand, his long hair flew away, and he snorted coldly in his mouth, and a blood-colored handprint also turned up in the void, and the momentum did not fall at all, the two collided together, and the invisible demonic qi and Xingyuan fluctuations swept away towards the surroundings with a central point, and even the space where he passed turned up a wrinkle, and those young junjie who were controlled by the thunder and hidden in the darkness, many of them vomited blood and flew out just by the aftermath.
The aftermath has not dissipated, the sword is coming, the white-haired sword is recognized as the first Qingyun, at the last Qingyun Conference, this young man was defeated by the world, and this was a year ago he was. His sword was praised even by his master, how could a mere blood seal show his true strength?
A cold white light swept through the night sky, striking straight at the churning sea of blood, and the piercing sound of breaking the air shook the eardrums. The so-called kendo is nothing more than a potential word, attacking like fire and sweeping, immovable like a mountain, but the white-haired sword is not the fire of the prairie fire, but the lightning that rushes, the falling meteor, and its rays go as if even the space is about to collapse.
"Shadow!"
The sword came too quickly, and the star element or alien demonic qi that needed to be mobilized to come out of the palm and the sword had to go through two completely different meridian routes, even Lei Mingdu never expected that the white hair seemed to break that old law, and was able to switch between two completely opposite attack methods at will. Of course, this does not mean that he will give birth to feelings similar to fear, in fact, it is difficult for demons to produce feelings.
A soft shout fell, and countless cold and strange black aura intertwined in mid-air, forming a tall shadow of dozens of feet almost in the blink of an eye. The black shadow has one eye and no nose and lips, six arms and four ears, looking extremely weird, and the strange figure that suddenly appeared is like a mountain blocking in front of Lei Ming's body, and the sword has arrived, but it only fell into the chest of the demon shadow for half a minute after a piercing sound.
Both sides knew each other's methods only a few years ago, and for a true genius, it was possible for a few years, if not a few years, to grow to a terrible level. The great enmity of the senior brothers and sisters is in front of him, although the white hair is heartfelt, but he does not dare to be careless at all, his experience over the years has made him have no capital to be careless.
So before the demon shadow punched, the sword momentum had already turned, of course, the so-called immobile like a mountain is not necessarily defensive, when the sword changed from sharp and steep to dull, the resulting attack drop was also powerful, so the sword qi advanced another inch, the demon shadow seemed to be able to sense the pain, and this inch of depth actually made his fist speed slow down a lot.
The white hair drew his sword and retreated ten zhang, Lei Ming covered his chest and also retreated at a similar distance, and the master's move was not necessarily a long stream, and it was even more violent than the ordinary person's battle, and in a short moment of confrontation, the two sides were already injured.
The shadow has not dispersed, and the sword has not cooled.
Lei Ming looked at the young man not far away, he was already shocked by the progress of the other party, he was a demon in his heart, and he was good at manipulating people's hearts behind the scenes. Fighting such vulgar things, he is naturally not good at it, and this demon shadow was developed by him imitating the famous martial arts of the Demon Lord, although it cannot be compared with the Demon Lord's ten thousand demon body, but even if it is the peak powerhouse of the Star Pill, it is absolutely impossible to hurt him. The demon shadow and the soul depend on each other, once it is damaged, the thunder will naturally not feel good, originally thought that it could be used to delay as much time as possible, but he still missed one point after all calculations, that is, the growth rate of the white hair and his current real strength.
Of course, if a person wants to be worthy of the word terrible, it is far from enough to rely on the word strength. The white-haired heart is what Lei Ming has always been afraid of, and the people who can escape under the erosion of hundreds of millions of demon souls in the land of stars and finally be able to keep their minds are definitely not more than ten on the continent now.
And the gray hair is definitely the youngest and most potential one, such a person must not let it grow, otherwise...... After a hundred years, I am afraid that there will be a second Tianyu on the Star Continent. R1152