"Save, pull over the Ming King lineage, it's really beneficial to us, this Ming Ruochen is the pearl of the Ming King lineage, save her, you will definitely be able to form an alliance with the Ming King family, especially now that the Ming King line and the Asura family, the battle is already similar to the battle between the Netherworld Rakshasa clan and the Asura clan back then. “

Speaking of rescue, it is also necessary to see the right time, if you don't make a move, you must leave all the two of you, a god realm, a monk in a small god realm, with his means of the Jade Rakshasa to win the battle, that is naturally no problem, but if you want to kill the two, and you can't let them escape, that's what you need to plan.

At this moment, the Asura Clan's Avatar Cultivator and the Minor Avatar Realm Monk seemed to be finished playing, and looked at the old man of the Ming King Clan's Minor Avatar Realm, revealing a cruel smile.

"Old thing, the time to send you into reincarnation has come, let you keep fleeing, fleeing until now, haven't you yet become enlightened? This is the frontier of the Ming King clan, naturally there will be no high-level disciples coming, do you think you can escape? In fact, it has always been under our control. “

There is a blood-colored demonic light attached to the claws, which is the unique natural instinct of the Asura clan, the blood poison technique, which can melt the blood poison in the blood river into the claws, and the middle one will inevitably suffer from the blood poison, and the wounds of the flesh will continue to fester, and the blood poison will slowly invade the bones, which is the complete destruction of the flesh.

"Miss, run away quickly, the old slave will stop them desperately. ”

The old man's expression was desolate, but his waist was erect, as if he was returning to the light, his expression was a little ruddy, his eyes were shining, and his hands were constantly waving one after another magic seals, and the yin spiritual power was constantly condensed.

"Fauber. Na Ming Ruochen looked at the old man with tears in his eyes.

"Hurry up, escape, the farther you run, the better, Lord Ming will definitely seek justice for you." ”

Outside the old man's body, a vortex of spiritual power was formed, he was just a small god realm monk, although he could mobilize the heaven and earth yuan power, but if he was in front of this god transformation monk, a small god realm monk, he used the method of yuan power manipulation, it was tantamount to a class to get an axe and seek his own death, and now he naturally didn't think that he could live, but it was valuable to die.

"Xiao Xiaojuni, relying on the fierce flames of Morotian, rampant in the territory of my Ming Wang's lineage, do you really think that my Ming King's lineage is no one, hahahaha, the old man will die today, but death will drag you back. ”

The body continued to expand, and the old man's primordial infant had already escaped from the heavenly spirit, and in the void, he continued to make one magic seal after another.

"Haha, the Sword of Destruction. ”

Boom, boom, the yin evil spiritual power fluctuated, in the void, a black long sword, manifested from the void, the most important thing is that this void long sword was accompanied by a thunder arc, and the thunder arc spread all over the void, and in an instant, the two powerhouses of the Asura clan looked more and more hideous.

"Who are you, why did you have the killing move of the Fifth Ming King. "In the void, the black long sword, the thunder arc is all over, this is no longer in the category of yin evil spiritual power, but the real thunder attribute spiritual power, for the yin ghosts, the thunder attribute is too much damage to their physical body, especially the soul eater ghost king and the Asura clan, the ghost king clan is more susceptible to the effect of thunder because it is the body of the soul, and the Asura clan is because it was conceived in the sea of blood, and the sea of blood is the most filthy blood-colored sea water, the Asura clan that was born has a trace of filth in the bones, and the power of thunder and lightning is indeed a bit of a headache for these two clans, so they must be extremely careful to deal with。

The Fifth Ming King used to practice the Tao of two attributes, one of which is naturally the power of the Yin Evil, and the other is the power of the thunder, and now this one of the servants can also use this means, which simply makes the Asura people in the realm of the gods a little dumbfounded, the Yin Si Realm, it is not that there is no power of the five elements, and even the mutated spiritual power is there, but the Yin Si people almost all cultivate the Yin Demon Spiritual Power, but there are also some strong people who have cultivated the rest of the attribute spiritual power, just like the Mo Tian of the Asura Clan, cultivating a kind of bloody spiritual power, which is the strange spiritual power that will only exist in the blood river, the blood river is not extinguished, and this spiritual power will last forever。

"The Sword of Destruction, slash. “

A pitch-black spiritual power sword full of thunder arcs continued to condense in the void, and that Fu Bo suddenly slammed into his heart, and suddenly a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

That mouthful of dark red essence blood melted into the spiritual power sword in the void, and suddenly a sinister and bloody aura slowly dispersed from this spiritual sword.

"It's not good, this old thing, he also cultivates the art of poisonous blood spells, retreat quickly. ”

The Asura people of the god transformation stage were about to split, looking at the dark spirit sword full of thunder arcs, there was an extra layer of faint red mist, and the mist was condensed but not dispersed, full of fishy aura.

"It's late, use the blood of my heart to curse you like a yellow spring, and the blood curse contract will be completed. ”

The sound of clicking, crumbling of the sternum.

Lin Xuan and the Jade Rakshasa were also moved, the old man actually inserted his claws into his chest, and then pulled it out suddenly, the dark red blood in his heart splattered out, all of which melted into the spirit sword in the void, and for a long time, the blood-red mist, the thicker and thicker, and the blood-colored runes permeated the pitch-black spirit sword.

"Boom. ”

Boom, the old man's body exploded, but it turned into a cloud of blood mist, and this cloud of blood mist, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, shot towards the Asura people in the realm of the gods and the gods.

The Asura people in the realm of transforming into gods were a little faster, and between the lightning and flint, they could avoid the blood mist like pear blossoms in the rainstorm, but the monks of the realm of the gods were a step slower, and they were poured up, and their faces were full of dark red bloodstains, and the next moment, he roared violently, and the dark red bloodstains were like ghost runes, condensed on his face, and fell deep into the skin, the pain to the bones was a trivial matter, the sword of destruction in the void had firmly locked his qi, and he had no possibility of escaping at all。

"Help me, Lord Moerdo, save me. ”

The Asura clan of the God Transformation Realm, seeing that the tribesmen of the Little God Transformation Realm were completely locked by the World Destroying Sword, their eyes were shocked, but the next moment, when they heard the clan of the Little God Transformation Realm calling for help, they were a little under their feet, like lightning, they escaped from the place where the sword qi of the World Destroying Sword was shrouded, and they completely gave up the life of that companion.

And the Asura people in the realm of the small gods, when they saw this, they screamed miserably, "Help me, save me, Lord Mouhta, uh-uh-ah." ”

Poof, poof, blood splattered, the sword of destruction in the void, the thunder arc directly locked on the body of the Asura clan in the realm of the small gods, that is, I saw a burst of scorched stench, and the blood curse on the face, constantly agitated, the blood-colored mist on the sword of annihilation, crazy shrouded in the body of the tribe, crazy entanglement, like a curse, I saw that the clansman of the small god realm, the body shrank extremely fast, the next moment, the originally tall body, in an instant, became a skeleton body, the blood-colored mist, still continued to drill into the skeleton of the skeleton, obviously the blood curse still exists, deep into the bone marrow, immortal and indestructible。