Master of Untold Daos

Chen Ming slightly raised his head. It seems that all these heavens and millions of realms are not the same as imagined.

An eighth-order emperor, pretending to be a fifth-order emperor!

As a result, no one knew his true strength and wanted to kill him, I'm afraid, all dead in his hands.

Spring turned around and looked at Ming, “Oh, so you're still useful. ”

“Phew Phew Phew Phew... my child, I give you a chance, a chance to fight with me. ”

Spring extended his hand, his arm curved strangely, and behind him, his hand landed on the lone star pattern behind him, then peeled off his only skin.

Lone star skin with black blood landed on the ground, spring never stopped looking at the white hair ghost, “I stripped my second-order power, now almost fourth-order emperor, come, I give you a chance to kill me! ”

White-haired ghosts and Chen suddenly felt the powerful Heaven disperse, and the two regained their power of action.

Chun never stopped looking at Ming. "Don't move. If you make any changes, I will kill you! ”

“You, be a witness. ”

Chang Ming can't speak of suffering. This time, he was miserable by the spring pit. You said an eight-stage emperor, nothing to play around these bends?

Chen Ming stood where he was, looking at the strange pair of fathers and sons in front of him, two pairs of red eyes, and looking at each other simultaneously.

Chen Ming looked at the white hair ghost and said: “As the only witness to the last war, I suddenly remembered that I still didn't give you a pot of wine. ”

"The white-haired ghost smiled.“ Is that the last bottle of wine left? ”

Chen Ming nodded, his eyes glistened through the dark light, and he moved his hands and feet a little in the storage ring. Later, the bottle appeared in his hand and he threw it at the white hair ghost.

“This pot of wine will take you on the road! ”

The white-haired ghost picked it up and drank it, “Fill me up and I'll send you to your grave! ”

The white-haired ghost grabbed the bottle in his hand and suddenly felt something was wrong. He grasped the bottle carefully and engraved a new sentence on it.

He scrutinized and found out what Zhang wanted to tell him.

“I will never die here! ”

Four short swords pop up on the limbs of the white hair ghost, and the short sword on the soles of your feet supports your body, "I'll make you regret what you did today! ”

“You, will pay for your arrogance! ”

Spring didn't get old enough to lift his robe and draw a nine-foot ribbon knife from his chest, "As my only son, the only descendant, you have the right to let me give you these! ”

“Kill me, everything is yours, you have second-degree power, you can achieve the second-degree power of the Taoist throne! ”

“Kill me and you will be the next Dark Templar! ”

“Kill me and you will be freed if you bury 700 years of hatred in your heart! ”

White-haired ghosts trampled, and the short sword at the bottom of his foot carved a scratch on the fairy gold floor of the hall!

cha cha cha

Like a gliding stride, the white-haired ghost suddenly swept past the line of a hand-shaped sword between his hands and shook it backwards towards Spring!

Ka Cha

Strike one!

Spring immortal neck, two short swords inserted into it, white-haired ghost heartfelt a cry not good, hastily pulled the dagger open, want to see where the real spring immortality is!

Spring immortality power, but like him, it's so easy to get him started, it must be an illusion!

He looked to the left and right, blinking blue light in his eyes, illuminating dozens of characters. Spring is not old. Where is it?

At this time, Chang can clearly see that Spring is immortal with two swords stabbed by a white-haired ghost!

Nine feet long white bone sword waved, one sword swept past, the gray hair ghost at this moment, never thought, he just did it, is true spring immortality.

Split the body of a white-haired ghost in half with one blade!

The white haired ghost's two legs were split over the palace, black blood flowing, leaving two black marks on the wall.

Spring didn't stop to look at the white ghost with a nine-foot white bone knife, his eyes pounding with a strange look, "You're still too young. ”

The white-haired groaned, has been transformed into a proven appearance, his mouth drunk: “Dreams come true, Nirvana! ”

The blue flame swept, as the river slanted, then the endless flame regrouped into a human figure, the white hair ghost looked at the spring immortality, and the fierce light in his eyes grew stronger!

Spring does not always reveal an interested divine color, “Hahahaha, the power of dreams, imitated, after all, is weaker than the body, I'd like to see, how many times can you do it? ”

“My son, let Father me, take a good look at what you're capable of! ”

The white-haired ghost rushed toward spring immortality again. Three sliding steps rushed toward spring immortality. Lifting between the feet, the two short swords at the bottom of the foot crossed a circular moonlight and attacked towards spring immortality.

Spring didn't grow old. He chuckled. He couldn't stop it. The white ghost in front of him ran over his body. It instantly turned into a black smoke.

It's an illusion!

He had a big imprint in his hand, turning his hand round, "Turn the sky! Repel everything! ”

Boom!

Under endless pressure, shake a ripple across the hall!

This ripple spreads and shook out the body of the white-haired ghost!

Spring never old left hand overturned Tianjin, holding a nine-foot white bone knife in his right hand, drank violently towards the white hair ghost: “Is that all you have? ”

Behind the white-haired ghost, a chain of blue flames flew out, with hundreds of chains connected to the void.

The next moment, hundreds of puppet emperors came out of it and went wild toward spring.

Spring nodded slightly, “Well, it's the power of the iron cord, but it's not bad. ”

Hundreds of puppet emperors attacked towards Spring Unold, but instantly, the Spring Unold Regiment had been surrounded.

A puppet emperor waves his sword and chops spring into powder!

This is an illusion of spring immortality. The next moment, elsewhere, one spring immortality has appeared. Another puppet emperor waves his sword. This spring immortality is also an illusion!

The white-haired ghost looks around, and the real spring is immortal. Where is it?

The white-haired ghost drank angrily, “Dream come true, your magic, deep in my heart, lend me a hand! ”

He waved his fist, the black dragon in his left hand, the white tiger in his right hand, "Hands up, Kunlun! ”

Thrilled by the power of the Dragon Tiger, across the field, in front of the white hair ghost, Spring immortal figure was shocked out, but the white hair ghost saw, but Spring immortal smiled at him, "Too late! ”

When the first knife is chopped, the endless flesh and bones are broken and turned into fragments of the ground.

Spring looked at the fragments all over the floor, “You're too weak, you're not even worthy to be my son! ”

The next moment, a drop of blood rolls, clustering all the blood around it, and then turns into a white-haired ghost.

Chen Ming looked at the tongue next to him, Luo Muno's blood-dropping rebirth, I have to say, the dream of the white hair ghost is true, can imitate all the magic I've seen, it's really perverted!