Chapter 1518
"If you don't want to die too ugly, kill yourself." Ling Wu Shang face no expression, light said, eyes a quiet. In his eyes, Tianyin is dead, but the way of death is different.
"Speak out and die." Tianyin Laozu was infuriated by Ling Wushang's blind eyes. As the direct descendant of the Ming God family, for the first time in his life, he was so ignored that even the original Ming Cangyuan did not dare to ignore him.
He completely forgot that he was not the night of the day.
In the roar of anger, Tianyin Laozu sprang up and patted Ling Wushang's chest with one hand.
"Brother Ling, be careful!" Meng Luo's face changed. She could see that the hand of Tianyin ancestor was more than one level higher than that of the last time. The old guy not only saved his life, but also made his strength soar.
Ling Wushang faintly smiles and pats out at will. That light floating palm, with the nature of hair, natural, like floating clouds in the sky, shape indefinite, meaning long, seemingly light, but also contains endless power.
"Bang", Tianyin's grandfather watched the plain palm fall on his body, and watched his chest sink with the speed that the naked eye could reach.
The sea of Qi collapsed in an instant, all the meridians and skeletons were broken into pieces, and all the congenital vitality also escaped.
"The realm of master is actually the realm of master!" His body collapsed like a pile of mud, and Tianyin Laozu finally knew the strength of the youth in front of him. He was actually a grandmaster.
Tianyin's eyes were bitter and confused: when did the master of the holy land become so worthless?
Feeling that the vitality is constantly passing away with vitality, he knows that this time it is inevitable to die. It's not easy to recapture the house. It's not easy to cultivate the strength of Tianyuan peak with this rubbish to the extreme. How can you know, it's so unknowingly beaten to death.
Think of his deep hatred, think of his lifelong wish, his heart is too much unwilling, there are too many helpless. Is that his destiny?
"Who are you?" Tianyin asked with difficulty. If he had asked this question earlier, he might have escaped his death. Now it is obviously too late to ask. However, it can make him die more clearly.
"Liuyunzong, Ling Wushang." Ling Wushang said indifferently.
"It's you. It's you." Tianyin Laozu bitter smile, powerless to hang his head.
Finally, he realized that it was not the master who lived in the holy land that became worthless, but that he was so lucky that he met the most mysterious and powerful master of the younger generation. It was a good slap.
After Tianyin's father, the triangle eye, who was still full of ambition and was ready to show his talents, heard Ling Wushang's name. His face turned pale and his whole body trembled like chaff. He turned around and ran away desperately. As for Tianyin, Laozu? At this time, who cares about him.
This kind of small role, Ling Wushang is not willing to start, let him escape. However, Meng Luo didn't want to let this guy go. He took out his sword and made up for it. By Meng Luo's sword, the triangle eye mouth spurts blood, continues to run forward. Meng Luo estimates that this guy is dead, and will not go on chasing.
"Wow, brother Ling, you are so good." After turning around, Meng Luo looks at Ling Wushang, who is standing in front of her. She worships and cheers her lover. Then she throws herself into Ling Wushang's arms like an octopus.
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"Speak out and die." Tianyin Laozu was infuriated by Ling Wushang's blind eyes. As the direct descendant of the Ming God family, for the first time in his life, he was so ignored that even the original Ming Cangyuan did not dare to ignore him.
He completely forgot that he was not the night of the day.
In the roar of anger, Tianyin Laozu sprang up and patted Ling Wushang's chest with one hand.
"Brother Ling, be careful!" Meng Luo's face changed. She could see that the hand of Tianyin ancestor was more than one level higher than that of the last time. The old guy not only saved his life, but also made his strength soar.
Ling Wushang faintly smiles and pats out at will. That light floating palm, with the nature of hair, natural, like floating clouds in the sky, shape indefinite, meaning long, seemingly light, but also contains endless power.
"Bang", Tianyin's grandfather watched the plain palm fall on his body, and watched his chest sink with the speed that the naked eye could reach.
The sea of Qi collapsed in an instant, all the meridians and skeletons were broken into pieces, and all the congenital vitality also escaped.
"The realm of master is actually the realm of master!" His body collapsed like a pile of mud, and Tianyin Laozu finally knew the strength of the youth in front of him. He was actually a grandmaster.
Tianyin's eyes were bitter and confused: when did the master of the holy land become so worthless?
Feeling that the vitality is constantly passing away with vitality, he knows that this time it is inevitable to die. It's not easy to recapture the house. It's not easy to cultivate the strength of Tianyuan peak with this rubbish to the extreme. How can you know, it's so unknowingly beaten to death.
Think of his deep hatred, think of his lifelong wish, his heart is too much unwilling, there are too many helpless. Is that his destiny?
"Who are you?" Tianyin asked with difficulty. If he had asked this question earlier, he might have escaped his death. Now it is obviously too late to ask. However, it can make him die more clearly.
"Liuyunzong, Ling Wushang." Ling Wushang said indifferently.
"It's you. It's you." Tianyin Laozu bitter smile, powerless to hang his head.
Finally, he realized that it was not the master who lived in the holy land that became worthless, but that he was so lucky that he met the most mysterious and powerful master of the younger generation. It was a good slap.
After Tianyin's father, the triangle eye, who was still full of ambition and was ready to show his talents, heard Ling Wushang's name. His face turned pale and his whole body trembled like chaff. He turned around and ran away desperately. As for Tianyin, Laozu? At this time, who cares about him.
This kind of small role, Ling Wushang is not willing to start, let him escape. However, Meng Luo didn't want to let this guy go. He took out his sword and made up for it. By Meng Luo's sword, the triangle eye mouth spurts blood, continues to run forward. Meng Luo estimates that this guy is dead, and will not go on chasing.
"Wow, brother Ling, you are so good." After turning around, Meng Luo looks at Ling Wushang, who is standing in front of her. She worships and cheers her lover. Then she throws herself into Ling Wushang's arms like an octopus.
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