Ordinary people will become infinitely powerful after gaining the power of the six evils, as if they have practiced martial arts for decades. Supplemented by the consciousness of the beast, it takes a lot of work to clean up one. If a master of this level has obtained the murderous force, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find and subdue them. Even if he finally dies from exhaustion, the loss caused before his death is incalculable.
This makes it even more difficult to explain Mingfeizhen. It turned out that he was not even descended by the six fierce blood descendants, but through a certain. In an unclear way, it is directly combined with the power of Feng Peng, the six evil spirits. It stands to reason that he should have died on that day but he is still alive.
Not to mention the unimaginable benefits from it.
The sword that slashed the mountain, the might of the sun that was like a god descending from the earth, all instigated the old man's heart that had long been twisted beyond correction. When he saw Ming Fei's truth, Ge Wu seemed to see the ultimate goal of his experiment. Both excited and unwilling.
"You seem surprised, Great Spirit Witch? Is it a bad thing to see that I am so close to the four messengers?"
The young man's face was full of smiles, completely different from the way he was about to go into the devil just before he went down the mountain.
The old man still didn't understand that he fell into the trap of the youth bus. The appearance on the top of the mountain was naturally faked, and it attracted the heads of the various countries to come here. Naturally, they wanted to use the power of the various countries to completely control the Wuhuang Palace.
-- This young man's appetite is really not small. Fei initially set three months, and then took away one. Thousands and five hundred believers, do they even want to go to the remaining Wan Yufeng now
The Great Spirit Witch was not angry. The tricks of Xu and Wei Snake have been played countless times in this life, and it is not a new trick for a long time, and even the expression has not changed.
"Don't dare, Your Majesty has to re-establish good relations with the countries, it is a blessing for my Pakistani religion.
Ming Feizhen was slightly taken aback by his reaction, which seemed a little unexpected.
The ambassador from Qingqiu raised his hand.
"Come on, the villain thanked His Majesty for your kindness in advance." Ba spoke slowly, without the slightest hint of fireworks, but turned his body back and did not contradict Mingfei's truth.
"But I died not long ago, and the whole country is mourning. The villain is not here to play in the mountains and waters, but to do two things with the hope of the whole country. The second is to bring the body of our lord back to the country for burial, I was able to return to the earth under the protection of the sun god. The first thing in the first place was to avenge her."
The word revenge is an understatement, but it can be heard that it is tragic. If it wasn't really heartbreaking, this sentence would not be so sad.
"Avenge the Lord!!" The other three messengers shouted together.
Ming Fei really listened with relish, and returned to his throne with a relaxed expression. The iron chair that had been passed down for many generations was clicked by him, so distressed that King Wan Yu almost didn't stand up. The sudden death of the four kings has already made him devastated, and this thing that should have been his national treasure is now sitting under this lunatic's ass. Rao is the king of Wan Yu, no matter how good he is, he can't help but toss like this.
He wanted to wait and see for a while, wait for others to act first, and then watch the reaction of the Wuhuang Palace. Clinker is younger than himself, and he is a fledgling king of Baimu, but he has been silent all the time, but he is the most familiar person among the crowd.
"I have received the opinions of the four, but they are groundless, and there must be a reason. You keep saying that I killed four kings and four holy beasts. What's the basis?"
Ming Feizhen's current state is by no means as calm as he showed back. Just as he smiled and whispered, his extraordinary meridians were burning like an incinerator. Now the infuriating energy is surging, and the part belonging to Feng Peng stirs up the heavens. The big house of Fengqi Shenmu was frosted and frozen, which was the result of his internal suppression.
Having dealt with murderous consciousness for many years, he was very familiar with the sudden surge of killing intent. So is the way of resistance. He was not able to be so calm from the beginning, and every failure was a bloody storm. Born from that experience, is the present Mingfeizhen.
After hearing what Ming Feizhen said, the envoys were all startled.
The Qingqiu messenger said.
"This is my master's order. If you don't get in touch with us every day when you are in Dingba, it will definitely be an accident. They rushed to Sang Gong to see you, and they have never heard of you since then. If it wasn't for being killed, what's the reason?"
"That's really strange. It's unforeseen, so it's unforeseen in captivity, it's unforeseeable for breaking hands and feet, and it's unforeseeable for them to be tortured. Why are you so sure that unforeseen events mean they died
The four of them looked at each other. It's always been a rumor
It is rumored that the four monarchs are dead, and their heads cannot be completely corpses.
And the four national lords disappeared at the same time, and there is no news, which is back to the truth. In addition, he has always had a very bad impression of the Witch Emperor's Palace, and recently a Witch King appeared out of nowhere. Naturally, there is no doubt that he has decided that this is to provoke a war between the Witch Cult and the Bersang blood. The death of the four kings is naturally a certainty.
But if you think about it carefully, even with all these strong inferences, no one has actually seen a corpse, and no one knows the details of that day. If there is any evidence that the four kings are dead, there is not one of them.
The Qingqiu envoy stood up and said loudly. It "You said a lot of nonsense, if you can bring my lord back to the world, I, I will be a cow and a horse for you in this life!" After speaking, his voice choked up, and he could hardly speak with excitement.
After listening to Ming Feizhen, he smiled slightly and pressed his eyebrows gently.
"I want your words.
Chapter 51 Light clothes and bloody eyes, short and long dark (three strokes) 9
"Master Uncle, we'll stay here all the time, don't we go back to the Master's favor?"
Deep in the woods, a group of five from Daluoshan stayed beside a rock for one day. There were no figures around, and the forest trees were small, which formed a strong contrast with the grand occasion at the foot of Wanyu Peak.
Ming Suwen gently caressed a mountain flower with her slender hands, and plucked off a petal from time to time, with an expression on her face that seemed to answer casually.
"It won't help you if you go. If you don't go, you can go back to the starting point."
Tianfeng Xuanyuan was stunned when he heard this, he nodded his head half-understood, turned his head to look at the third senior brother again. I saw that he had a worried look on his face, and he was more worried than the calm uncle of the master.
Obviously it should be the other way around.
Although Tianfeng Xuanyuan is simple-minded, he is not completely unreasonable. He knows a little bit about the not simple but beautiful little Jiujiu between the uncle and the elder brother.
Usually, if there is something wrong with the big master, it should be because the uncle is worried about Ba's frown, and the third senior brother is expressionless and joking.
Now it's a little unclear who is the master brother 2's best friend.
"Where do you want to go?" Uncle Hui's voice interrupted the little four's thoughts, and Hui also stopped a figure who was trying to sneak away. Xia'er stuck out her little tongue and whispered, "I'm worried about my brother."
Ming Su asked without turning her head, and said lightly, "Stay here this time."
Xia'er made an uninteresting 'Oh. He had to take a few steps back, and when he saw that he was meditating cross-legged on the spot, chasing the moon, breathing in and out of breath, he suddenly became angry. Quietly grabbed Lian Zhuyue's ears from behind.
"You little six sons, Big Master doesn't know how the situation is going, do you still have the mind to practice?"
Lian Chaiyue was not wronged, and said solemnly: "This is the order of the uncle Hui."
"Then do you worry a little more about your senior brother and you will die!
"Senior sister, if the situation gets worse to a certain extent, the uncle Hui will arrange for us. You don't have to worry so much."
"It's not like that." Ba Mingsu asked looking at the mountain flower, as if he was accomplishing some important task.
"It's because things are so bad that we can't be there with him that we're here now."
Sima Huai frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, what are you talking about is true? Brother Master... Can you really control the source of the evil?"
Ming Suwen stopped. She held the white jade-like mountain flower high, facing the sunlight, her hand was a little whiter than the petals, as if transparent.
After a while, she said. "Yeah." 9 "I expect he will get out of control this time. It's useless to stop him.
Sima Huai's expression became more serious. Ming Fei is true
Losing control has been the most worrying thing for Daluoshan over the years. If it really happened, then they would not only face the beasts that shocked the world, but their most beloved senior brothers. Daluoshan, who takes slaughtering as his own responsibility, how should he make a knife
"How...how to recognize..." Tongma couldn't help muttering back, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened a few points.
"Do what you want. Do what you can and you'll be fine."
"What we can do means a-"
"Here." Hui Mingsu asked quietly.