Chapter Seventy-Five: Self-Detonation

"Thor, you really want to step into our grudge!"

Ming Xuanbo forcibly suppressed his temper and asked.

Ying Yuan asked strangely: "Are you sure there is no grudge between you and me?"

"Okay, good!" Ming Xuanbo laughed angrily, nodded vigorously, and even three good, "All the members obeyed the order and killed Ying Yuan!"

"Yes!"

Ming Xuan Elite roared angrily, and all the Rao spells turned into countless points of light, like brilliant stars, falling towards Ying Yuan. Ying Yuan raised his hand, and the thunder light in his hand continued to surge, turning into a huge barrier, blocking those brilliant spells, and at the same time, the barrier rolled up, wrapping those spells inside.

"No!

Ming Xuanbo immediately guessed what Ying Yuan wanted to do.

But is it really that easy to evacuate? With such a dense crowd of people, it takes time to evacuate even in a neat and orderly manner, let alone the current panic situation?

"Boom!"

Ying Yuan's condensed barrier bombarded the crowd with those spells, killing and injuring countless people in an instant, and Ming Xuanbo, who was riding on the horse, was also overturned and dismounted by this sudden huge impact, and the whole person lay on the ground in embarrassment, where is there still that kind of spirit just now?

"This ......."

The iron bucket array that reduced the pressure looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, although the strength of the Mingxuan family was not as good as that of the super-first-class sect, but the existence of the human period was also the vast majority, but in the face of Ying Yuan, there was no one strength, and it was swept away by Ying Yuan so easily.

"You!

Ming Xuanbo got up from the ground, and when he saw the corpses all over the ground, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his qi and blood attacked his heart, and his whole breath was sluggish to the extreme.

"That's it?"

Ying Yuan smiled coldly and slowly landed in front of Ming Xuanbo, the tip of the Thunder Shadow Sword pointed at Ming Xuanbo, but there was no sword to end his life.

"You and my Mingxuan family, don't wear it together!"

"You and I don't have Sakura in the first place," Ying Yuan said indifferently, "Since the time you cooperated with that Xiaoyaomen, there has been no room for negotiation between you and me. This is how I am, I will honor those who respect me, and I will repay those who have sinned against me."

"Hahahaha! Skills are not as good as people, I admit it!" Ming Xuanbo suddenly laughed up, laughing, he looked at Ying Yuan, even if he was pointed at by the tip of the Thunder Shadow Sword, he was not afraid, "Even so, but I still have to blame you! If it weren't for you, I would have annexed the Nalan family, and my Mingxuan family would have become a super-first-class existence, enough to compete with the Fanyin Gate! At that time, this western Chengzhou also had the power of my Mingxuan family's affairs! But why did you come? Why!"

Ming Xuanbo looked crazy, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ying Yuan's thunder shadow tightly, the sharp blade cut through his palm, blood flowed down the wound, dripping on the ground, but Ming Xuanbo didn't have any expression of pain, his eyes were red, and he stared at Ying Yuan's face.

Ying Yuan was taken aback by Ming Xuanbo's crazy appearance, and took a few steps back, wanting to pull out the thunder shadow, but he didn't move at all!

"I curse you!" Ming Xuanbo glared and said word by word, "I curse you!" At the time of the tribulation, you will be robbed and destroyed your body, and your soul will be devoured by the demons in your heart, and you will be in the abyss for the rest of your life, and you will never recover!"

"Bang!"

As soon as Ming Xuanbo finished, his body swelled sharply, and suddenly exploded, setting off a rain of blood. Ying Yuan's body shone with a blue light, those blood rains, and even Ming Xuanbo's self-explosion failed to hurt him for half a point, and in his arms, a talisman slowly disappeared.

At this point, the patriarch of the Mingxuan family, the existence of the Polarized Divine Realm, was completely scattered, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fall into reincarnation, he ignited the divine soul, and wanted to die with Ying Yuan, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hurt Ying Yuan for half a point, and even the thunder shadow was not damaged.

Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion

Luo Mi, who was meditating in the room, suddenly opened her eyes, stood up and looked, pushed open the window of the room, looked at the gray emptiness outside, and held a talisman in her delicate hand, which was slowly burning at this time.

"What have you been through, and why did you trigger this stand-in .......?"

Seeing the Zimu stand-in talisman turned into ashes, Luo Mi's heart seemed to be pulled up by a hand, she felt a little suffocated, and her body was shaky.

After a long time, she regained her former cold expression.

"Li Quan. ”

"The subordinates are here. ”

"Come out with me. ”

Everyone in Yunmulberry Forest, including the people of the Ming Xuan family, was stunned, they didn't know why, Ming Xuanbo wanted to blow himself up, and he was so decisive, it was clear that all this had not yet reached the point of exhaustion, but Ming Xuanbo chose to blow himself up.

"Senior brother!"

Dongfang Xueqing crossed the elite of Mingxuan, rushed to Ying Yuan's side with an arrow step, looked at him who was a little sluggish, felt a pain in her heart, and hurriedly hugged him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. The battle is over, let's go, let's go. ”

Ying Yuan, who was being held, looked sluggish and did not react, the scene just now carved a deep stroke in his heart, and he has not eased up until now.

"What should I do?"

Lei is a little distressed, this is also a scene that often occurs in cultivation, called the fear of cultivation, which refers to the fear of the cultivator on the way to cultivation, due to some special reason, and this fear will be repeated in every tribulation until the cultivator dies, or overcomes fear. At this time, Ying Yuan fell into this fear.

Although he had also been stained with a lot of blood, but in front of him, without any blessing, he faced his unwilling anger, and that madness shook Ying Yuan's mind, which led to the birth of Xiuzhen's fear.

"What else can I do, the polarization divine realm is not far away, I can only pray that he can survive this tribulation. 'Ying Yuan' is also helpless, "What's more, the greater the luck, the greater the suffering, this should be one of the tribulations he has to experience." ”

"I hope so. ”

At this moment, the scene in the Yunsang Forest is no longer controllable, and the Mingxuan family, which has lost Ming Xuanbo, is like a mad dog, biting people when they see them. The support brought by Zhang Hairong had to stop, and began to avoid the people of the Mingxuan family, and the Nalan family was miserable, although the iron bucket array was indestructible, but it had a very big drawback, that is, it moved very slowly, and now this iron bucket array was a live target, and all the Mingxuan elites attacked the members of the Nalan family.

"Damn! Reinforcements haven't arrived yet!?"

Nalan Qin Chu's face changed greatly, and in the face of the mad dog-like attack, the Nalan elite who was at the forefront could no longer resist it, was overturned, fell to the ground, and was torn apart by the Mingxuan elite alive.

"Something is wrong!"

Zhang Hairong and Nalan Wuwu hid in the trees, looking at the crazy Mingxuan elite, and always felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Nalan Wuwu was worried about those Nalan elites, and his face was full of anxiety.

"It's just that a patriarch died, why did they look so crazy? Also, Ying Yuan's mind was too fragile at this time, right?"

Zhang Hairong is very calm, the current situation has become uncontrollable, and although Nalan Elite can resist for a while, it doesn't seem to be too optimistic.