As soon as the battlefield for the king's spirit masters to compete for hegemony opens, phantom spirits and spirit masters below the king level are not even qualified to intervene!
The majesty of the king, which is more terrifying than the coercion of the king, can instantly make the phantoms below the war commander lose all their fighting power.
"This is almost the pinnacle of martial power in the entire phantom spirit world, right? The phantom spirit of the gods does not come out, and the whole world is the world of king-level spirit masters..."
Looking at this scene, Wu Ming was also quite emotional.
Of course, this scene has little to do with him, neither the Forest Alliance nor the rebel army has any entanglement with him.
"On the contrary, since the Jun family supports the rebel army, there must be a central location in the city... Moreover, they should not let go of the wealth accumulated by the Forest Alliance..."
Wu Ming thought silently: "If it was Jun Xuanming, what would he do?"
Theoretically speaking, Wu Ming at this time simply knows himself better than Jun Xuanming himself.
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"Xuanming, what are you doing?"
In the palace, the second uncle was horrified to see Jun Xuanming summoning the golden-eyed Flying Biao, and stepped up.
"Of course I went to the central square. How could I miss the fight between the two king-level spirit masters?"
Jun Xuanming laughed loudly: "Only they can be regarded as my sharpening stones. If I want to be promoted to the rank of king, how can I not even dare to watch the battle of kings?"
"You... alas..."
The second uncle shook his head, and also summoned the four-winged blue-backed dragon: "In this case, I will go with you! Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Forest Alliance... You are the hope of my family, and we must not lose it..."
"Aww!"
The wind was howling, and before he finished speaking, Jun Xuanming had already soared into the sky, causing Second Uncle to shake his head and smile wryly.
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"Judging from the fragments revealed by Jun Xuanming in the future, this person is extremely arrogant and has an incomparable aura of domineering... If this happens, he will definitely try to attack the circle of two kings directly..."
Wu Ming squatted aside, waiting silently, like the most patient hunter.
"Aww!!!"
Sure enough, he didn't have to wait long before he heard an earth-shattering roar of a tiger from the west.
"Get out of the way!"
A young man who seemed to be smaller than himself, Zhuo stood on the tiger head of the huge golden-eyed Flying Biao, and rushed forward. Along the way, no matter whether the rebel army, the army of the Forest Alliance, or innocent civilians, as long as they stand in the way In the front, there is only the end of instant powder.
"Golden-eyed Flying Biao, it really is Jun Xuanming!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed brightly:
[Golden-eyed Flying Biao (Life World)]
[Race Level: Silver (Green)]
[Racial bonus: three]
[Attributes: Flying, Steel, Melee]
[Rank: Warmaster Peak]
[Talent: King of Beasts, Heart of Air Combat]
[Combat skills: evil claws, tiger roar, blade wing cutting, tornado]
[Characteristics: Soul Master Strength (+3), Speed (+3)]
[Status: Healthy]
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With just a glance, the attributes of the Golden-eyed Flying Biao are clear, which makes Wu Ming even more speechless: "At such a young age, you have manipulated the phantom of the peak of the Warmaster? My lava tyrant is still working hard, trying every means to plot It's nothing more than that if you get it... Sure enough, it's good to have a big family to rely on!"
He sneered, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
"This is the coercion of the king!"
Jun Xuanming laughed and rushed towards the messy central square: "Not bad! Really good! Only this level of coercion is enough to hone my soul and make me quickly advance to the king level!"
"Tiger Roar!"
He pointed at the square, and the golden-eyed Flying Biao roared, and a huge energy shock wave emerged from the tiger's mouth, sweeping down blatantly.
The phantom spirits of the silver species are much better able to withstand the coercion of the king, at least they won't give a damn like the common and elite species.
"This man is crazy!"
"How dare you attack the battlefield of the two kings!"
"The most astonishing thing is... he actually succeeded..."
The surviving spirit masters all opened their mouths wide at this moment, their faces full of disbelief: "Is this still a boy? He is simply a genius! No! A peerless genius!"
However, the next moment, something even more surprising happened.
"Chirp!"
On Jun Xuanming's shoulder, an ordinary white bird suddenly appeared, making a hasty chirping sound.
"What?"
His complexion changed, and an astonishing warning rose from the bottom of his heart. In an instant, a layer of colorful armor appeared on his body. The golden-eyed Flying Biao let out a roar, and the power of the silver species was fully unleashed. The knife-like wings changed direction.
puff!
The moment Jun Xuanming finished all this, a figure suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, the wings on his back were spread out, and the hands that turned into sharp claws were violently torn off: "Ancient Wu—Eagle Claw Hand!"
Bark!
Even though Jun Xuanming was already vigilant, the other party came too fast, and he still didn't dodge this time.
The astonishing sharpness immediately pierced the armor, opened a huge wound on his right arm, and tore off a large piece of meat, dripping with blood.
"Who are you?"
With disheveled hair, he growled: "How dare you hurt me? Can you make my hornbill almost lose its vigilance?"
"It turned out to be a rhinoceros..."
Wu Ming unfolded the posture of human-eagle fusion, stopped in mid-air, and there was also a pity in his eyes: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill with one blow..."
Even though the gods and ghosts can deceive the sky, there are too many phantoms in the phantom world. The phantoms of the gods and the underworld are even so-called incredible collections of phantoms. No matter what kind of abilities and effects appear, it is not surprising, and naturally there are enough. The existence that confronts the gods, ghosts and heavenly secret planets.
The rhinoceros he saw now is obviously one of them:
[Spirited Hornbill (Divine Underworld)]
[Race level:? ? ?]
[Racial bonus:? ? ?]
[Attributes:? ? ?]
[Talent: Danger Prediction]
[Position: Warmaster Intermediate]
[Ability: telepathy, early warning]
[Characteristic: Spiritual Master Luck (+3)]
[Status: Healthy]
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Obviously, this consonant hornbill was the key to Jun Xuanming's survival just now.
It was only when he was in danger that he got close to him before being reminded by the hornbill, which showed that the ability of the god ghost Tianji star was extremely amazing, and even the hornbill could not detect it until the moment Wu Ming had an attack.
"Lucky (+3)?"
Wu Ming looked at the white consonant bird thoughtfully, the phantom of the underworld that he cherished so much, although he was still not as good as his own god, ghost, and heavenly secret star, it was enough to guarantee that Jun Xuanming's disaster would be turned into good fortune, and disaster would be auspicious.
"If you want to kill this person today, you must first break the ability of the hornbill!"
With a thought in his mind, he called up the ghost star: "Combat skills-judgment of fate!"
"Jie Jie!"
Shen Gui Tian Ji Xing uttered a strange cry, and aimed at Jun Xuan Ming with his grimace, and suddenly shot out a dark golden mysterious light, ignoring the defense and hitting the target.
"Chirp!"
The consonant bird screamed, as if it had been severely injured, the words (-2) appeared behind the original attributes.
The destiny judgment of the god ghost Tianji star has the ability to weaken the opponent's luck!
"Asshole!"
Jun Xuanming was furious when he left. He felt as if he had lost something important. He immediately roared, and the golden-eyed Flying Biao roared fiercely, rushing down fiercely, carrying the pressure of the peak of the war master, and the power of the silver species. Show!
"Silver species, do you think only you have it?"
Wu Ming laughed loudly, and the Summoning Secret Tome in his hand also emitted brilliance.
"Ohohoho!"
In the red light, a towering lava giant stood up, roared to the sky, his fists were blazing, and slammed fiercely at the golden-eyed Fei Tianbiao: "Fist of lava!"
"What?"
The golden-eyed Flying Biao was knocked down, shook his wings, and roared, while Jun Xuanming on top was full of disbelief, looking at Wu Ming standing proudly on the lava tyrant: "How is it possible... who are you?" ?”
"You don't have to know..."
Although he turned into a birdman, Wu Ming's voice was also very young, which made Jun Xuanming know that the enemy was an earth-shattering peerless ghost just like himself.
In the next moment, he didn't have the heart to think about it.
Because the lava tyrant roared, he set off a piece of land, exposing fiery red magma, and surged: "The volcano erupted!"
At the same time, a light flashed on Wu Ming's body, he sneaked again and disappeared.
In an instant, an astonishing crisis immediately shrouded Jun Xuanming's heart, making him know that what he was facing at this time was indeed a life-and-death crisis!
"Who are these two?"
"Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he has reached the level of a handsome spirit master, and even contracted a silver species..."
Even though there are two king spirit masters attracting attention, the strange situation that happened here still attracted a lot of attention.
"Chirp!"
On Jun Xuanming's shoulder, the hornbill cheered up, and with a final neigh, it turned into a white light and disappeared. It was obviously damaged to the extreme, and it automatically restored the seal.
Jun Xuanming's complexion changed, and he stepped back abruptly, dodging a life-threatening light blade that emerged from the void, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely ferocious: "You forced me! You forced me! "
"Come out!"
He seemed to have made up his mind, finally gritted his teeth, and summoned a levitating little beast.
This little animal is fluffy, it seems that it has not fully grown, its hair is blond, its watery eyes are black and bright, and its two cute little claws stretched forward, unexpectedly blocking Wu Ming's deadly claws.
"Wow... woah..."
The little beast roared. Although his own rank was not at the peak of a warlord, Wu Ming felt the attack of a terrifying force comparable to that of a warlord!
What followed was a coercion more terrifying than the king's level, suddenly dominating the land!
"The racial bonus has surpassed the limit of the big class, it is a golden species!"
"That boy actually has a phantom of the golden species. Although he is only a warrior-level cub, he already has the strength of a warmaster!"
"My... That golden phantom must be mine!"
In an instant, the surrounding spirit masters went crazy, and there were even a few handsome spirit masters who were silent, but their eyes flashed with a cold light, and the target was Jun Xuanming!