Three hundred and sixtieth chapters reward task five
This unsatisfactory weird trick changed Jiajun's expression in the face of sudden pressure. Fortunately, his skills were experienced and agility were naturally no problem. Although the starting move of the Ming Dynasty's unmoved mark was dangerous, he still instinctively avoided it.
Standing in front of him, the King of Ming was surprised, but he knew that if he could not do this, let alone him, even the King of the Fourth Court could easily deal with Jiajun.
"Boy, indeed, you can barely get two tricks, which can be said to be beyond my imagination. Listen! It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter who I am, and I don't care why you appear here. Now I give you a choice. As long as you turn around and leave and ignore the woman behind you, I won't stop you." The Ming Dynasty said with a smile, and hooked up at Jiajun.
Jiajun stood there, his originally faint aura, but invisibly increased, as if something was fueling the fire.
Turning around and looking at Biyao who was shaking her head nervously behind her, Jiajun turned around and smiled sly: "Hehe, my sister behind me said that I am already her husband, so I can't accept the conditions you have made!"
"What, you are already her husband?" The Ming King was stunned at first, and suddenly furious: "Have you got that thing?"
"Things? I don't know what you are talking about. Anyway, she doesn't agree with Sister Biyao's things, so no one can take them away."
No more words, his breath burst out, and a white cyclone appeared in Jiajun's hand. This cyclone was somewhat similar to that in the hands of the Ming King.
"Since you can only use these tricks, then come!" He snorted. Looking carefully, Jiajun's aura was more pure, without any impurities, smooth and transparent, becoming a bright light in the darkness. It wiped out all darkness.
"Very good. You did a good job." The Ming King said gritting his teeth: "Since that's the case, then you will die for me. I want to fight with me for the Ming Dynasty without moving seals. You are not qualified."
After saying that, the more powerful aura in his body squirmed slightly in the air, like a giant python, entrenched in the sky, facing Jiajun, suppressing all the strongest aura in it.
The serpent dances, and the breath of the Ming Dynasty's immovable seal changes. When people with different minds use it, the pictures that appear differently.
Jiajun looked at the things in front of him, just smiled slightly. He waved his hand and the same breath emerged.
"Dragon?!! Jiajun's immovable aura is actually in the shape of a dragon!" Bi Yao, who was beside her, immediately became secretly happy.
The dragon gathered by Jiajun was as if he had just woken up, and was still very unfamiliar with the surroundings.
It was like a hungry baby, and he was a little panicked by the giant python.
"Haha, boy, I've said it a long time ago. You are not qualified to compete with me for these." The King of Ming Dynasty controlled his breath with one hand and pressed towards Jiajun.
The Ming King seemed to see that his opponent appeared in front of him in a split manner. Bi Yao's most precious thing was still his own. He was still invincible in the world, and no one could do anything to him.
Jiajun gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Damn it, here, I can't exert my strength at all. It's so annoying! Is it so disgusting to give a purple-level reward? I'll fight you!"
Looking up at the Ming King, his pair was about to be congested. It can be seen that Jiajun had already forced the flame to burn in it, becoming bigger and bigger. Although he could not intimidate the Ming King for the time being, he could also simply compete.
The Ming King turned around and looked at Bi Yao: "Why, are you feeling very uncomfortable when you see your beloved being tortured by me?"
Tears fell like lines, wetting those moving beautiful eyes. Biyao shook her head in pain and powerlessness: "No, no, you have to stand up..."
"Have you thought about it? I used to be guarding that treasure, and I could not help you patiently. Now that you care about this kid so much, I will just fulfill you! As long as you give me the thing in your body, your beloved man will be fine." The Ming King stretched out his hand and laughed hideously.
The two of them stood there, Bi Yao bit her lips lightly, and her face turned pale, suddenly calmed down: "It seems that I can't hold on to it today..." As she said that, she turned her eyes to Jiajun.
"Calm!" A gentle word, squirting out of Bi Yao's mouth in a low voice. At this moment, her expression was firm and without any hesitation.
In just a moment, Jiajun's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt something suddenly more in the Ming Dynasty's seal.
That's right, it was the word "quiet", like a winding curve, all frozen on the little dragon that it condensed.
"Beast, what are you doing?!!!" The Ming King roared, and he seemed to suddenly think of what had just happened.
"Boom!" A shocking explosion sounded. The originally weak and powerless little dragon suddenly exploded and rose up.
He looked down on the heroes and looked down on the people! Even Jiajun himself was shocked by this amazing scene.
It is not divine power, not holy power, Yuan power, or even any power that Jiajun encountered before. This is the power of the soul, this is the power from the origin! At this moment, he seemed to have an epiphany!
Origin of the soul?! The highest level of the reward of the first master! Is this the purple level reward? Everything here?! This is not the divine realm! Where is this and where is it?!
At this moment, facing such a terrifying opponent, the spiritual objects transformed by the Ming King's own immovable seal seemed to be disobedient and in chaos for a moment.
The cuffs of the Ming King were shattered by this circling breath, revealing his thick arms, and blood covered his whole body.
Suddenly, his eyes were frozen in front of him, and the blood in his body had already made him a bloody man.
"So that's it, it's this..." A thought-provoking smile appeared on the corner of the Ming King's mouth, and finally he fell down slowly.
Jiajun didn't hear what he said clearly. He didn't care about the shock he had just realized, and just flew to Biyao: "Sister Biyao, the Ming Dynasty was defeated, I killed him! Sister, can you tell me what all this is? Where am I?"
Biyao's eyes had a faint smile, without saying a word, and she smiled silently at Jiajun. At the same time, at an extremely fast speed, her face turned pale in a blink of an eye, her body became even softer, and she slowly fell down.
"Sister Biyao, what's wrong with you?!..."
Jiajun rushed forward and hugged her. At this moment, he seemed to understand something.