Master of Untold Daos

The Dark Templar Templar is already a mess, yet the outside world has not seen any change.

Seeing the grey haired ghost reborn, Spring sneered, “My foolish and cowardly son, do you remember that these cowards are the only means to do it? ”

“Saving your life is just a coward's trick! ”

“Attack, is the best defense, the defense must be lost for a long time, you don't understand the truth! ”

Spring never old lesson white hair ghost, accidentally glanced at Chen Ming, but found that Chen Ming was rising fire, began to roast lamb skewers...

“Well, have another cumin..." Chen Ming smashed the golden lamb skewer in his mouth and spilled a handful of cumin powder.

Lazy enough to explain, Spring stood in the midst of a hundred puppet emperors and smiled: “Is that all you have? That's all my son can do, but there's no way to get revenge. ”

White-haired ghost's limbs pop up again with a short sword, "You'll get what you want! ”

The white-haired ghost rushes towards Spring, “The moment, the light! ”

Boom!

Spring always raises his hand as a knife, directly slicing the white hair ghost dozens of steps backwards, his arms trembling, over his arms, with black blood dripping down, his hand bone, shattered three.

But the white-haired ghost still hasn't given up, and continues to carry out all sorts of techniques, attacking the spring.

“Holy weather! ”

“Eight feet invincible! ”

“Thunderbolt aurora! ”

.......

Countless times have been defeated, countless times have climbed up again, white-haired ghosts continue to attack towards spring, boom!

Another knife fell, slicing a white hair ghost's legs into the ground.

White-haired ghost reached out, he wanted to climb up, but he was stepped on his head by Spring, "Enough, I don't want to see anymore! ”

“You, not worthy as my son, my son, should not be such a loser. ”

He raised the knife in his hand and continued: “I thought that if you had the heart to kill me, you had the ability to kill me. So, you inherited everything from me, and I felt nothing. Everything from me was supposed to be yours, but you, you don't have the ability to do this! ”

“Nowadays, I think too much, how can you bear the power of second-order power if you're just a piece of shit? ”

“You have no control over power and are doomed to be devoured by it itself! ”

“Instead of this, it would be better to let you die than to take over power later, but to be imprisoned and tortured! ”

“Dead in my hand, I can give you a joy! ”

Chen Ming smashed the lamb skewer in his mouth, depending on this situation, this old thing is dead!

After all, villains die due to being talkative!

This is the same truth!

Chun smiled and looked at the white-haired ghost in front of him and said, “So how do you want to die? ”

Spring let go of the white hair ghost, the white hair ghost kneeling in front of Spring immortality, bowed his head and begged: “Father, son is wrong, son shouldn't have thought to kill you..."

“Son, want to inherit everything from you! ”

Spring was not full of old ambitions, and the spring breeze was proud, reaching out and only half of the mustache.

The white-haired ghost continued: "And, Father, I have a word for you. ”

Spring is not always complacent and doesn't care about the white-haired ghost at this time, “My son, what are you trying to say? ”

The white hair ghost's head lifted up slowly, "My father just taught me a lot, and I want to teach my father a little bit. ”

“That is, kneeling, does not necessarily mean kneeling, half kneeling, is also the most powerful position!” (Refer to 100m running position)

Spring didn't always notice the wrong place, but he didn't have time to react. What he saw was just the fierce light in the eyes of a grey hair, beating!

The figure of the white-haired ghost flashed past, and he bowed his head, in his belly, toward two short swords.

Endless blue flames swayed on him, his mouth flowing with blue lava-like magma, while taking away all his power!

He looked at the white-haired ghost and couldn't swallow his mouth, “You... have known... my... weakness..."

“Well deserved....... is....... my....... son.......”

“The only... son, the most... proud... son...”

“You... need to....... remember....... strength....... is a price to pay......."

He reached out and tried to touch the head of the white hair ghost, but just touched the white hair of the white hair ghost, was kicked open by the white hair ghost, the two separated, springtime holding a strand of white hair, then fell down, the flame all over him extinguished.

His eyes lost all their power and no more aura.

Spring never dies.

The white-haired ghost laughed furiously, "Mother, did you see that? I, Wang Jiujiu, have finally avenged you! ”

“This guy doesn't deserve to be my father at all! ”

“Mother, did you see that? I avenged you! ”

The white-haired ghost opened his hands and roared into the sky like a beast, "Aaaah! ”

He bowed his head, looked at Chen Zheng, and walked to the lone star skin before he reached out and picked up the lone star skin, after which he heard the whisper of power.

“[Demonic Language · Heaven Shame Solitary Star], Father Mother Murderer, Close Neighbor, all die without a burial place! ”

The white-haired ghost wanted to let go of the lone star skin in his hand, but found that power continued to whisper, “You are my master! ”

White-haired ghosts have a strong heart. What you need to inherit this second-degree power is a mother-in-law?

He turned around and looked down at the immortal spring. He hurried to the immortal spring. The immortal belly robe was torn open by his dagger. At this point, a pair of small embroidered shoes fell from his open belly robe and landed on the ground.

The white-haired ghost reached out and picked up these little embroidered shoes, “These are the first shoes I wore as a ghost baby...”

Behind him, the black robe cracked open, and a lone star dotted behind him, with no stars, no sun, no moon, lonely, cold to kill.

He looked at Spring, who was already dead, half crying and half smiling: “So, everything, it's your plan. You calculated it for 700 years to let me kill you myself? ”

“Because this is the only way to completely inherit the power of Heaven's Solitary Star..."

“You, before I was born, knew I was a Hui Xian..."

“Do you think I'd appreciate it if you did that? ”

“No, no! ”

"You like my child, but why don't you tell me and let me kill you instead?" ”

“Strength, no, I don't want this power at all..."

Chen Ming looked at the dramatic scene in front of him. There were so many bends and turns.

He waved his hand, a sip of wine appeared in his hand, he lifted his foreskin, then took a sip and threw it in the direction of the white hair ghost.

White-haired ghosts grabbed it, lifted their necks, and lifted the bar to fill their mouths with spirits.

Tears mix in the intake of the drink, covering the traces of tears.

Deep down, evil ghosts weep.