Zhao Ming's sudden change was beyond everyone's expectations, which made everyone's faces show a worried look, even Murong Bo's father and son were no exception, although Zhao Ming's change could be said to be beneficial to them, from the changes in Zhao Ming now, Murong Bo could imagine that when the change ended, this little monk who had brought some threats to himself at most would have to let himself look up, which was not a good thing for the ambitious Murong Bo. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The most ugly face was Nan Ke Jin who was standing opposite Zhao Ming, his hands were bruised, and he wanted to face Zhao Ming in the distance several times, but after thinking of the weirdness of this chessboard, he still couldn't muster up the courage to make a move, but his hatred for Zhao Ming did not decrease at all, if his eyes could kill people at this moment, Zhao Ming had almost been cut by General Nan Ke with a thousand knives......

The suction of the evil emperor relics on the chessboard did not last long, after a stick of incense time, the strong suction began to gradually dissipate, which made Zhao Ming, who was immersed in the continuous beating of the vitality of the body, wake up suddenly, he looked at the evil emperor relics whose suction power gradually decreased, and immediately thought of something, although the evil emperor relics are a rare treasure, but his own qualifications still limit it, compared to the chessboard under his body, it is still too small, and this energy is different from the mixed internal forces in the previous one, even if the evil emperor relics are compressed at this moment, they have reached the limit, looking at the evil emperor relics that exude milky white light in their hands, Zhao Ming stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, the feeling of increasing physical vitality is really wonderful, at this moment Zhao Ming can feel that he is unprecedentedly powerful, compared to his previous self, it is simply incomparable, of course, this is tightly in terms of physical body, as for the internal force, Zhao Ming looked at it, although it became slow, it was still full of the energy of his meridians, and his eyes couldn't help flashing.

Just when Zhao Ming was planning something, the suction of the Evil Emperor Relic on the chessboard was suddenly interrupted, and the energy from the chessboard directly filled Zhao Ming's meridians again under a momentum, but this momentum also quickly dissipated, Zhao Ming obviously felt that the energy in his body had a slight pause, and he knew that the suction in the chessboard would appear again in the next moment, absorbing those energies again, and sucking his own vitality away by the way......

Zhao Ming had not yet come to the chessboard at the moment when the suction power of the chessboard had not yet come, his eyes flashed, and he directly stepped on the top of the head of the emperor statue, and the hard and indestructible head of the emperor statue was immediately torn apart, and Zhao Ming also left the chessboard directly with the help of this momentum and landed in front of Murong Bo and his son.

Seeing Zhao Ming's fall, Murong Bo's eyes changed, but in the end it slowly dimmed and hid it well, but all this did not escape Zhao Ming's perception, after breaking through the physical level again, Zhao Ming obviously felt that he had a keen perception of the gaze of others, even if Murong Bo only paused his gaze on Zhao Ming's body and turned it away, but he still couldn't escape Zhao Ming's perception.

Zhao Ming lightly glanced at this heroic figure who had been triggered by a single piece of news, and with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't take another look, and directly crashed his gaze into Nan Kejin, who was still standing on the chessboard......

Nan Kejin's face was extremely ugly, and he was even more angry at Zhao Ming's gaze, but there was a trace of jealousy and worry in his hateful eyes, the stone statue in this chessboard was not made of ordinary stone, he had tried it before, this stone statue could not be easily destroyed even if it was his innate strength, let alone do Zhao Ming's kick to tear the entire head of the thought into pieces, from Zhao Ming's kick just now, Nan Kejin clearly saw the explosive power in Zhao Ming's body, Zhao Ming before this power obviously couldn't do it, there was only one possibility, The change just now made this little monk undergo earth-shaking changes, which made Zhao Ming, who was not much weaker than him, suddenly become even more fearful of Nan Kejin.

Zhao Ming chuckled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Nan Kejin, after experiencing a situation where he couldn't even laugh before, Zhao Ming suddenly felt how wonderful it was to be able to laugh.

Of course, there is a reason why Zhao Ming will laugh from the bottom of his heart, at this moment Zhao Ming can feel the feeling of being sprinted by energy in his body, that is the last moment in the chessboard filled with the energy in his meridian dantian, Zhao Ming's timing is very appropriate, at the moment when the energy momentum has just disappeared, he took off the chessboard, and left this foreign pure power in his body, although Zhao Ming can't use it at this moment, but as long as he stays in his body, then Zhao Ming can slowly assimilate them into his own power, Zhao Ming feels the power of this power, he knows, The moment he can completely assimilate this power will be the moment when he completely steps into the innate power, and the internal force contained in the body is far more than the ordinary innate purity and accumulation, which can definitely make Zhao Ming become the best in the innate world, coupled with the physical body that he broke through again at this moment, Zhao Ming couldn't help but show a heartfelt smile on his face when he thought of this......

Compared with Zhao Ming's heartfelt smile, the half-step innate faces on the opposite side of the chessboard were not very good-looking, all of them had zombie faces like dead fathers, their eyes were extremely gloomy, and everyone who was still whispering fell into silence in an instant.

Zhao Ming didn't care about the appearance of those people, what those people were thinking in their hearts Zhao Ming didn't use his brain to know what it was, the corners of his mouth pursed disdainfully, and he looked away from Nan Ke Jin and turned to the chessboard.

Looking at this expectation that originally made him a little afraid, Zhao Ming's eyes were full of greed at this moment, but it quickly turned into loss and regret, and finally glanced at the milky white evil emperor relics in his hands, Zhao Ming felt a little comforted in his heart, at least he didn't gain nothing......

But then Zhao Ming thought about another problem that could not be avoided at the moment, he had left the chessboard at the moment, and from the changes just now, it could be seen that he had lost, although he had escaped the absorption of the chessboard, but he estimated that it was impossible for him to step into the chessboard again, of course, Zhao Ming could not be stupid enough to use himself to test whether he could have another chance, so he did not hesitate to turn his gaze to Murong Bo and his son next to him......