To put it bluntly, in the vicinity of Leme City, except for the Mass Cult with a history of thousands of years, there is probably no force that can reach into the secret realm of the underground palace to carry out conspiracies.

"Do you have a grudge against our religion?" Seeing the strange smile on Zhang Huaming's face, Yang Chengqian suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. It seemed that by mentioning the religion, he not only failed to make the other party fearful, but also accelerated his own hatred.

die.

"Ah! Senior...Senior brother, help me..." The junior brother who had been soul-attacked by the mother of soul beasts with blue light was lying on the ground, his face twisted and ferocious, and he let out heart-piercing screams one after another, and he was dying.

He opened his eyes slightly and weakly asked Yang Chengqian for help.

It's a pity that Yang Chengqian is now a mud bodhisattva who cannot save himself when crossing the river. He may not even be able to save his own life, so how can he care about the lives of others.

The miserable appearance of his junior brother and the screams and moans seemed to have deeply stimulated Yang Chengqian's defense. His body was trembling slightly, his pale lips were devoid of any color, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

"Where is the entrance to the secret realm of the underground palace, tell me, or not?" Zhang Huaming asked with an indifferent expression and an aggressive tone.

"I...I won't tell you until I die..." Yang Chengqian's eyes were full of fear, his lips were trembling, and his voice trembled as he said forcefully.

"This is your own choice." Zhang Huaming said lightly, pointing his finger at Yang Chengqian's left arm and shooting a ray of pale gray light.

"Ah! I...my hand...my hand!!" Yang Chengqian suddenly howled, his eyes widened, and he looked at his changing arm in disbelief.

When the strange gray brilliance touched Yang Chengqian's left arm, wherever the brilliance passed, the arm disappeared as if it had been suddenly swallowed up.

Yes, it disappeared. The originally healthy arm disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never existed. Even the clothes disappeared with the disappearance of the arm.

This... what is going on, why is this happening? What happened?

Yang Chengqian stared blankly at his empty left arm. His face was filled with incredible fear, and he stood frozen in place, not even feeling the severe pain coming from his left arm.

He only knew that after his arm was touched by that gray ray of light, it disappeared in an extremely weird and inexplicable way. He didn't know what happened, and even until this moment, he still hadn't reacted.

"It seems that the effect is not bad." Zhang Huaming looked at Yang Chengqian's left arm and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. A very satisfied smile appeared on his face. He just tried the power of the power of destruction, but now it seems that the power is indeed awesome.

Against the sky, it was just a wisp of destructive power, but it could directly destroy an arm. This power was really awesome.

It's just a pity that the power of death evolves into the power of destruction. It is the process of evolution from low-level energy to high-level energy, which requires a huge consumption of death power. For example, for every point of successful evolution of the power of destruction, it takes ten

A point of death power, this kind of consumption is extremely huge.

With Zhang Huaming's current cultivation level, the power of death stored is still very small. Once it evolves into the power of destruction, the amount of its power of destruction will be even pitiful.

It seems that in the future, we need to accelerate the absorption and storage of the power of death. Zhang Huaming, who witnessed the terrifying power of the power of destruction with his own eyes, thought to himself that it would be better if he could directly absorb the power of destruction.

The idea is beautiful, but Zhang Huaming himself knows it very well. He has not even understood the nature of the power of destruction, let alone where the power of destruction exists. If he wants to directly absorb the power of destruction, it is tantamount to

Idiots talk about dreams.

"You...you...what did you do to me?" Yang Chengqian looked up at Zhang Huaming with dull eyes, seeming to be talking to himself and asking questions to Zhang Huaming.

"I didn't do anything, just doing an experiment." Zhang Huaming showed a harmless smile on his face. He turned his head and glanced at the people who were still involved in the melee. The smile on his face suddenly became even brighter. He exuded a warm feeling.

The terrible cold breath.

These people must all die!

Zhang Huaming's eyes, as deep as the sky, flashed with cold murderous intent.

He needs more power of death to evolve into the power of destruction. As long as he has enough power of destruction, Zhang Huaming can walk almost fearlessly between heaven and earth.

"thump!"

Yang Chengqian's body suddenly fell to the ground. It turned out that he finally recovered from the shock. The severe pain from his arm made him almost faint, and even his moans became weak and very weak.

"Lie down well, and I will deal with you after I finish them off." Zhang Huaming said a word coldly, and slowly stepped out towards the two closest masters who were fighting fiercely.

The two are both warrior-level warriors, their strength is between equals. They have been fighting for a long time, but so far they still can't tell the winner.

The two people were surrounded by a mess. The ground was filled with pits and pits caused by the moves and energy bombardment they used, and the cracks were crisscrossed in a shocking way.

"What do you want to do?" The two warrior-level warriors who were about to take action again suddenly saw Zhang Huaming walking towards them and felt the cold air emanating from his body, which seemed to be vaguely mixed with the palpitating feeling of death.

With the aura of destruction, his heart jumped unconsciously, an inexplicable panic arose in his heart, and he asked with a vigilant expression.

I don’t know why, but two powerful warriors with great reputations in the world of martial arts all feared a young man of unknown origin and unknown strength. If these words were spread, I’m afraid no one would believe them.

Really, he is just a little brat, and he actually has the thought of being afraid of him. Damn it. Suppressing the inexplicable fear that emerged from the bottom of his heart, one of the shorter Martial Gods looked at him with eager eyes.

Staring at Zhang Huaming, he laughed secretly.

"Your speed is too slow, let me help." Zhang Huaming said coldly.

"Fuck you!" Another strong martial artist heard Zhang Huaming's arrogant words and felt that his self-esteem was insulted. He couldn't help but cursed. Paralyzed, what do you mean the speed is too slow? The strength of the two martial gods is already

Even if they are on a par, if they want to tell the difference, I'm afraid it won't be possible without three days and three nights. This arrogant boy who appears from nowhere is so arrogant and arrogant that the speed between the two of them to determine the winner is too slow.

, does this mean that they are both useless trash? After all, both of them are Martial God-level warriors, and they have never been so despised by others. Naturally, they are arrogant and cannot tolerate an unknown person.

The juniors are dictating to them.

"Your mouth is so stinky." A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Huaming's eyes, and he took a step forward. The next moment, when the tall martial arts expert had not recovered, Zhang Huaming's figure was silent.

Suddenly, he appeared in front of him. With a wave of his hand, a huge wave of martial energy surged like a tidal wave and hit the left chest of the martial god with lightning speed.

"boom!"

There was an earth-shattering loud bang. The struck Martial God warrior had not yet recovered, and had no time to resist. He was blasted hundreds of feet away, fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken, and hit the ground hard.

A big hole was made in the ground.

"This..." When the short Martial God standing by saw this scene, he was stunned and looked at Zhang Huaming with a look of disbelief, his eyes filled with uncontrollable shock.

One move! Just one simple move. The Martial God-level strongman who had been fighting with him passionately just now didn't even have the strength to resist with one move, and was defeated by the man in front of him who had a mysterious aura all over his body.

Guy defeated!

This...how is this possible?

A powerful man with a great reputation and a martial arts level who is respected by countless martial arts practitioners is not even an enemy in front of this young man. How terrifying and powerful this young man must be!

"Don't... don't kill me." When the short Martial God saw Zhang Huaming preparing to walk towards him, his expression suddenly changed, and he begged in horror. Zhang Huaming almost killed a powerful Martial God with just one move. This was a shocking scene.

The short Martial God's mind completely defeated his defenses in one fell swoop. He found that facing this seemingly ordinary young man, he could not feel any resistance in his heart, as if Zhang Huaming was a master who looked down on all living beings from above.

, a single backhand can determine the life or death of anyone.

Zhang Huaming ignored his prayers full of fear and despair, but still took one step forward and appeared in front of the short Martial God in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Huaming moved so fast that the short Martial God couldn't see how Zhang Huaming did it. He was startled. Facing the approaching Zhang Huaming, his whole body trembled violently and his voice trembled.

He begged bitterly: "Don't kill me, please don't kill me. No matter what you want me to do, I am willing to do it, even if it means going up mountains of swords and seas of fire, I won't hesitate."

"I just want you to die!" Zhang Huaming looked at the short Martial God expressionlessly, and spat out six words without any emotion.

"I won't go to the secret realm of the underground palace, and I don't want the treasures in the underground palace anymore. Please, let me go." The short Martial God thought Zhang Huaming was doing this because he and others wanted to enter the secret realm of the underground palace to snatch the treasures.

He and others killed him, and he hurriedly spoke incoherently.

At this time, the people fighting around them all noticed something strange here at the same time, and stopped attacking at the same time with a tacit understanding. They looked at the expressionless Zhang Huaming and the short Martial God with a look of panic and despair with confused eyes, and then looked at

Looking at the powerful warrior who was thrown into a deep pit in the distance and seemed to have passed out, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, not knowing what happened.

"You are all going to die!" Zhang Huaming glanced at everyone present with his unwavering eyes, as if he were a cold-blooded murderer without any emotion, with murderous intent.
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