Although Ma Xianhong was eager to start casting the knife first, after all, this was an excellent thing for both him and Su Ming, but when he said that the Zhuge family would come, he decided to wait first.

He is notoriously deadly when he fights, and more often than not, he is uncontrollable, after all, once he fights, it may mean his own death, so.

So I accidentally made the proud young man of the Zhuge family into a human being, and I had this worry when I was in Longhu Mountain, although I was not afraid, but if the Zhuge family really couldn't swallow this breath and came to Longhu Mountain, he would still be a little troublesome, but no, the day Zhuge Qing was taken away, the Zhuge family announced the closure of the village, and they didn't even say a word of ambition, not even a word of revenge, which also made the Yiren class have a lot of criticism for their style of acting.

And this time the Zhuge family didn't know that he was here, and the grievances that originally needed to be written off were suddenly put on the bright side, after all, casting knives is not a matter of a while, everything needs to be slowly figured out, then give Ma Xianhong a little time, give yourself and the Zhuge family a little time, and then carry it out after it is resolved, so as not to be interrupted in the middle of it, this kind of gambling is too inappropriate.

So I came to the Great Swallow World first.

I pulled open my pants and took a look, and I was relieved when I was finally sure that I had grown well.

Before he could speak, Leon had already arrived at his side, and the tense southern and northern battles in the previous period had expanded Su Ming's team to a terrifying scale, and the killing on his body was definitely indispensable to Leon's part.

Unlike Su Ming's promotion by hanging up, what Leon relied on seemed to be the transformation from life and death again and again, several breakthroughs in the line of life could make his strength rise a lot, and there was danger wherever he came down so many times in a row, of course, for Su Ming, this black dragon was not dangerous.

Lyon now.

It's more like those bald monks, and the holy light on his body makes his body have a feeling of being dust-free, just like the real Nine Heavens God Buddha.

The only difference with those monks may be that he has no incense on him.

The incense is naturally all Su Ming's.

Su Ming slowly stood up from the chair of the bone dragon, and looked at the ghost mountain under his feet, which was completely different from the sparsely populated and miserable before, the current ghost mountain was like a small country, with orderly order and people coming and going, the villagers who had been deprived of their freedom and life before had also begun to regain their vitality, and even some wanted to take their families over and settle here.

However, Su Ming doesn't know how much he has in a country like this, but one mountain can't be put down, and the two mountains are too far apart, I have to say that those monks in this upper realm are really cautious.

The brainless things of the lizard clan have been controlled by them, and even as prison guards in this land to manage and oppress the villagers, but they still have to make the standard ghost mountain and black fog, the black fog that swells once a day almost isolates all opportunities for contact, even if it is one after another ghost mountain rebellion, it will definitely not set off much fluctuation, the difference between a thread and a hemp rope is a world of difference.

And now Su Ming also had to start thinking about the solution to this thing, after all, he was never a person who passively waited for others to kill, he preferred to take the initiative to attack compared to such troubles.

It's just that there is no channel, the monk before gave him the direction of the Blood Palace, but he has already tried to reach the other side of the world by relying on the shuttle of the token alone.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Su Ming still chose to take out the black token and change to a deserted mountain by the way.

This is what the monk handed over in order to save his life at that time, and it is also the most important thing within his power, but during this period of time, Su Ming has already ransacked his jurisdiction, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is the biggest gain.

But after the end of this looting, this token also fell into an idle state, and after carefully calculating that Su Ming had not killed anyone for three days, although there was no urging of victory and evil, there was still a little bit of discomfort, mainly because there was no one in the range.

There are no words on the black token, only some small patterns, Su Ming has not forgotten to take the monk at the last moment to crush the token, if this token represents his work and future, if it is crushed, it means that he can live, then there is no trace of hesitation to make the previous Su Ming more cautious.

But the current Su Ming is different.

Bang!

The sound of the token bursting was like a cloud of smoke, but one by one, the fragments fell into the void, rippling in waves, and then vanished.

The Blood Palace is equivalent to the management body of this world, and its strength is definitely not low, just like that monk, Su Ming also paid a lot of strength at that time, but it was once and is now.

If you want to break this thing, now is the best time to do it

Airplanes!

The heavy humming sound caused the air around him to ripple in circles, but fortunately this time he didn't bring anyone over, after all, those were his good leeks, otherwise this terrifying fluctuation alone would have caused a lot of casualties.

After all, they still didn't disappoint Su Ming, when a golden light symbolizing power and sacredness fell on Su Ming's face, Su Ming's smile gradually became richer, as if he smelled a long-lost aroma and couldn't help but sniff it carefully.

After sniffing, it was only an instant that the Ten Thousand Soul Banner had appeared in his hand.

In fact, it has only been a week since the last battle, but now Su Ming has completed the transformation from a small soldier to a killing ten guys, if this time it is only the kind of little monk from the last time, no matter how much, it can only be back and forth.

"It's better to come with good news."

His voice was very soft, and the moment the words came out, the power of Yuan Zhen began to work, and the soul banner began to pour out those already endless Yin Souls.

Unlike the victory of evil, the soul banner is almost the only artifact in the world under this person that can grow infinitely, and he didn't take it out in front of Ma Xianhong, if he took it out, he would find that the first person he wanted to achieve the artifact to produce spiritual intelligence was simply a fantasy, and Su Ming had a lot of this stuff on him.

Unlike the irrepressible will to kill, if it were only that, it could only be called spiritual, and it was still far away from the term spiritual intelligence.

The so-called spiritual intelligence is the ability to think independently, to fight independently, and if the master does not interfere, he can also have a certain combat effectiveness, and these conditions, all everyone can think of is the soul flag.

But after all, the gap between the pay and the return of that thing is too big, not to mention history, even the demon who was the first to create the soul banner didn't think about it, and someone really refined this terrifying ten thousand soul flags.

The first appearance of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was in the battle with Gong Qing, but that time it was not fully played, after all, Gong Qing did not give him so many opportunities.

If the transformation of an ordinary soul banner into a hundred soul flags is a ladder to the sky, then every growth behind it is like becoming an immortal. Striding forward on the road to becoming a demon.

The transformation of the Hundred Soul Banner into the Thousand Soul Banner is not only an increase in the number, but also a drastic enhancement of the pervasive characteristic, so in the battle with the all-sex ring, Wu Xiaozhong, Yuan Tao and countless other all-sex masters can be buried like ashes, and it is also a battle for the soul flag to seal the gods.

This product, which was almost abandoned by the new era, has stepped onto the biggest stage of the Inhuman world in an unprecedented shocking way, and even since then, many people have tried it, and the company's workload has increased a lot.

And in the few days after the Tiger and that, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner really grew into a new stage, just like now, almost every soul produced has a whole. Evil spirits.

The grim laughter, and even the eyes that looked at Su Ming from time to time were holding back malice, the intestines that fell on the ground, the head that was held in his arms, the girl who used her two eyeballs as a walnut plate, and the woman who pulled off her fingers and stuffed her mouth, each of them was creepy, but Su Ming had never slaughtered them, at least there was no object he was familiar with in these figures, they were.

The product of resentment.

Since he evolved into the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, he didn't even have to accumulate them one by one, because the souls were already infinite existences, the difference was only in the strength and weakness, and what determined their strength and weakness was the resentment that Su Ming had accumulated over the years, not only killing, but even as long as there were people, there would be resentment, as long as he could withstand these all of them, they would turn into fertilizer for the Soul Banners, which was terrifying.

If Ma Xianhong must say that the victory over evil will be the first magic weapon in this world to have a separate spiritual intelligence, it is not bad, after all, the spiritual intelligence of this thing is indeed a bit outrageous, and even what he needs to do is just like Gong Qing's battle, first release the yin soul to let all the ghosts sound together, and then.

Manifest resentment and become a ubiquitous resentful spirit

Thinking about it, his body has disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had become a girl without much blood, and the rag doll in his hand was gently thrown, as if there was no strength at all, as if it was blown by the wind and floated not far away, the exposed golden Buddha leg

"Mountain"

"Damn it!"

The figure like a holy Buddha never thought that the first sentence he spoke had not been finished, and his perception was already constantly warning.

The palm of his hand was golden at that moment, and the method used was extremely simple, and in such a short period of time, he could only use the simplest method to gather the power of incense to block this blow like Su Ming had at the beginning.

Incense is a kind of magical power, not Qi, not soul, not spirit, but it can resist spiritual attacks, soothe pain, and even allow little guys like Wang Zhenqiu to gain a lot of power, which is also the main attack method of these so-called Buddhas.

Blocking is blocked, after all, it is just a blow that Su Ming made at will, and now Su Ming is not sure if it is just him this time, and if so, how to kill it is another thing that should be considered.

anyway

"Ladies and gentlemen, the death of the mountain boy is strange, and he is a strong enemy!"

The voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu is like turning on a voice changer, and the little monk used to be a similar voice, and these so-called Buddhas may think they are very handsome.

When he said this, Su Ming was sure that he could die, after all, it sounded like there were many people behind him.

The halo behind this Buddha's head is obviously much richer than the little monk last time, and even the golden light on his body is a completely unequal stage, but.

"I'm going to die."

It's not that he's crazy, but now he does have this capital.

That majestic figure seemed to have walked out of the Buddha country, and just took a step, all the golden needles around it had already gathered out, and there were four of them, which was really a level that the little monk could not reach.

The middle-aged man obviously also sensed Su Ming's toughness from the first confrontation, and directly submerged the three golden needles into his body, so he went all out almost as soon as he came up, and with a wave of a bowl in his hand, a large piece of golden light was sprayed from his wide mouth, almost rendering the entire mountain.

Three may not sound like much, but Su Ming naturally knows it as someone who has learned this method, just like he accepts the worship of tens of thousands of people, but there are only three needles that can be condensed, and the fourth root even needs to double the base of this offering!

If it is placed in modern times, such an existence is enough to be called a cult of considerable scale.

The place where the Buddha appeared was not much in scale, and the black token only provided them with a small portal after it was merged into the void before, and even a person needed to squeeze in, and the moment the middle-aged Buddha stepped out, there was another hand to open the entrance.

"Enough."

Su Ming sank his body slightly, the original ghost seemed to have experienced a long life, and then his eyes became slightly hollow, and finally he was swallowed by the surging golden light.

But it was no longer Su Ming, when Su Ming reappeared, he was already on the old man behind the middle-aged man, and the moment the resentment made the ghost turn into reality, "It's really exquisite, and those who are going to die will be in order."

His voice was very faint, but the second it appeared made the middle-aged Buddha's hair stand on end. He never experienced it!

This man is not human, he is like a ghost who is completely unable to catch the trajectory, obviously everywhere, but nowhere to be found.

"Old Gu, don't come out! Go back to the palace master! ”

The second person to step into this world was a female Buddha, but the robe on her body was somewhat immoral, but now was not the time to think about it, and she barely hesitated when she shouted this sentence.

Although he hadn't fought with Su Ming yet, this person was a guy who had killed the mountain boy, and it was impossible not to know about the Buddha needle, but he still chose to take the initiative to attack after seeing the middle-aged man reveal the four golden needles

Even in the first place, he took the initiative to expose his position to lead them, and even the ghostly tricks they didn't even have a chance to see clearly.

Drag!

The rift is one-way, and now they are waiting for the palace master to come may be the only chance. (End of chapter)