Chapter 145: Grand Master

The miserable white bony hand stretched out from the gap in the golden coffin, and grabbed the edge at once, and the originally soft golden light around it also seemed to be strongly stimulated at this moment, and suddenly became dazzling and frenzied. In the depths of the golden light, in the deep darkness hidden beneath the lid of the coffin, an evil aura seemed to be about to erupt.

The silent howling turned into a wild wind that blew violently in this huge Demon Emperor Palace, the ground began to tremble slowly, and there seemed to be fine dust on the dome of the main hall that began to fall, and everything was wrong. However, in this chaos, Shen Shi still saw that Huang Ming was still sitting there, looking at himself quietly, and after waiting for a while, he actually asked again:

"Do you like sorcery?"

"I like ......" Shen Shi subconsciously replied, since he was a child, even before he got the pure heart mantra of the Yin and Yang Mantra, perhaps because he had practiced the talisman, he had always been very interested in the Five Elements Technique. However, as soon as these words came out, Shen Shi suddenly woke up, where is this kind of chatter now?

Seeing that the miserable white bone hand stretched out from the golden coffin grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, and it seemed that he was about to rush out with force in the next moment, Shen Shi couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as he raised his hand, a firelight flashed in his hand. A moment later, a fireball quickly formed, blazing in mid-air, and then burst through the air, smashing towards the bony hand on the golden coffin.

The firelight was reflected in Huang Ming's eyes, like a burning meteor suddenly passing through the air, leaving a residue and making his eyes flash suddenly.

The fireball burst through the air in an instant, and hit the white bone hand through the golden light. Although he didn't know what kind of monster was hidden in this golden coffin, Shen Shi always felt that if he really let this amazing and terrifying monster rush out, he was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable, so he instinctively wanted to stop it.

It's just that his Taoism is indeed a little insufficient, at this moment, in order to pursue speed, he can only cast an ordinary first-order spell fireball technique, even though it has the powerful blessing power of the Yin and Yang Spell, but when the fireball hit the white bone hand that poked out of the crack on the golden coffin, it trembled slightly in mid-air, and suddenly disintegrated from it, turning into countless points of spark, and just dissipated into nothingness, annihilated in a frenzied dancing golden light.

Although this blow was in vain, it seemed that the monster in the coffin was a little enraged, as if he couldn't imagine that in addition to Huang Ming, even the little guy who looked like an ant next to him would dare to stop him. A terrible howl suddenly came out of the golden coffin, and a finger bone suddenly lifted up on the miserable white bone hand, facing Shen Shi's side.

At that moment, Shen Shi suddenly felt that his whole body was cold, like a basin of ice water poured on his head, and countless experiences in the past told him in an instant that he was in the middle of a great line of life and death at this moment. However, a strange aura locked his body from the front in a blink of an eye, and the icy yin qi immediately surged, sealing the qi veins of his whole body in an instant, and he couldn't move at all.

And in the golden light, a black qi was separated at the same time, like a black sharp blade, and it slashed directly at him.

Before the blade arrived, the ground was cracked, Shen Shi's body trembled, his face turned pale instantly, and a wisp of blood had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The monster in this coffin has not yet escaped from the trap, it has such a might, it is really terrifying, Shen Shi's heart was shocked, but in fact, he was intimidated by it, and for a while he was powerless to fight back and dodge, he could only watch the black blade slash down. But at this critical juncture, suddenly a figure floated up, and the yellow clothes fluttered, and it was Huang Ming who stood up.

I saw that he didn't look at the black blade that had been split, his back was to Shen Shi, his eyes were calm and just looked at the golden coffin a few steps away, looking at the black gap and the white bone hand that was tightly grasping the edge of the coffin lid.

In the depths of the darkness, the whistling sound suddenly became high-pitched, and the monster in the coffin seemed to feel something, and suddenly let out an angry roar, as if with a trace of madness, countless black qi poured out of the crack in an instant like a frenzy, as if it wanted to break out of the coffin in a race against time.

However, in the next moment, in the depths of the countless glorious lights like golden snakes dancing, Huang Ming's clothes were blown by the wind and danced, and he also stretched out an arm, and a miserable white color appeared in the golden light, which was his palm, which overwhelmed countless dazzling lights, and even when his bone hand pressed down, that piece of space actually showed signs of distortion and collapse.

The golden light was like fine sand, frantically converging towards Huang Ming's palm space from all directions, and then dissipated into nothingness, and after a while, a low sound was suddenly heard, like a soul throbbing, like a ghost crying and howling.

If there is heaven and earth in the Demon Emperor Palace, then heaven and earth are shaking at this moment,

Huang Ming's bone hand broke through countless light and black qi, and pressed it down, the ghost howl was extremely terrible, but it seemed to be unstoppable at all, so after a while, his white bone hand suddenly pressed on the palm of the skeleton that was grasping the gap in the coffin lid.

The same pale color, the same lack of flesh and skin, almost the same size, the same shape, the two bony hands overlapping at that moment, this situation made people look unusually strange and terrifying.

There was a moment of silence in the darkness, and all the sound disappeared in an instant.

And Huang Ming lowered his head slightly, his gaze stayed on the two bony hands in front of him for a moment, and at the same time seemed to look into the dark gap.

Then he suddenly smiled slightly, the smile was a little strange, a little sarcastic, a little bitter, and a faint hint of self-deprecation, but in his eyes, there was more of a calm insistence.

The next moment, suddenly like thunder on a sunny day, a torrential rain suddenly came, and all kinds of terrible howls and roars that disappeared in the previous instant made a comeback, and the momentum increased tenfold, and the black gas was like a huge wave, surging, and it was faintly visible that from the golden coffin, there was a black phantom roaring in the sky, and was about to struggle to get up.

And Huang Ming's body looked so calm and small in this wild dancing light, but it was still majestic, his white bone hand was firmly pressed on the palm of the other skeleton, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Gently, exhaled.

In an instant, a colorful light suddenly rose into the sky!

From under his white bone hand, the multicolored light danced like a crazy jumping elf, and suddenly shrouded in the gap, and each light lit up with a loud bang, wind, clouds, electricity, and thunder, and a roar was like a peerless spell cast instantly, the sky changed color, and the earth shook the mountains.

Shen Shi staggered to the side, only feeling that his whole body was about to split, but at this moment, he didn't care about these flesh pains, he just looked at Huang Ming dumbfounded, looking at the unimaginable brilliance under his white bone palm.

No one knew what it was better than him, and even if he hadn't actually seen it, he had memorized it from the ancient books he had read with great interest. Even if most of the brilliance was obscured by the white palm, it didn't prevent Shen Shi from seeing at a glance that all of them were amazingly powerful high-level spells.

In the legend, it is extremely difficult, and every time he casts a spell, he has to exhaust his spiritual power, and the high-level five-element spell with surprisingly slow casting speed and earth-shattering power looks like he doesn't even have a third-order spell that he can achieve at the moment, and the lowest is a fourth-order spell or above.

Between the palms of that small square inch, it roared and whistled at an incredible speed, spurting out like a spring, leaning on the white palm of the bone that protruded from the dark crack.

"Boom boom ......", at that moment, I don't know how many thunders burst violently, the ground shook and the mountains shook, Shen Shi only heard a high-pitched and mournful scream, and then saw a miserable white burst away, and a bony hand exploded violently, turning into countless small fragments, and shot away.