Who is the goddess calling? Senior Lei Ming? Why hasn't he heard of this name?
And there’s nothing around here—
Just as he was thinking about it, Baili Zhuqing suddenly felt a strong pressure!
He was startled, and when he looked intently, he saw a translucent figure appearing silently next to him.
That is actually—a soul body at the level of a spiritual saint?!
Baili Zhuqing gasped!
In the realm of the gods, it is already quite difficult to find strong spiritual saints, but any sect that can have practitioners of this level sitting in command can be considered to have quite a say.
But now, he actually saw a spiritual saint-level soul body!
Baili Zhuqing looked at the other person and searched frantically in his mind, but found that he had no impression of him.
The only thing that is certain is that this person is very strong! Very strong!
Emperor Shitian raised his eyebrows slightly.
It turns out that Mrs. Guo said before that she hired someone to help... but it was at this level?
Ye Heng glanced at Lei Ming. Although he was surprised, he did not show it. Then he looked at Baili Sinuo and whispered: "Sinuo, hold on a little longer, and we will go out immediately."
Bai Lisnuo looked at him, his lips curved slightly, and he nodded slightly.
She was extremely weak at this time. Ye Xiyue didn't know what was going on inside besides the flesh wounds on her body, so he didn't dare to give her any pills for the moment. He could only try to buy time and go back as soon as possible.
Set her up properly.
Lei Ming looked around, feeling excited.
Although this place looks very gloomy and ominous, we finally got out anyway!
However, after all, he is an old fox who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his face still looks calm and calm.
He finally looked at Qi Feng and Wu Cang, and said with a smile: "Just the two of them?"
Ye Xiyue nodded: "Yes."
Lei Ming waved his hand.
"Okay, it's a joke."
Hearing his words, Baili Zhuqing couldn't help but look at him again.
This tone... Although he is very powerful, Qi Feng and Wu Cang are also spiritual saints.
Practitioners of the same level can be distinguished as strong or weak, but generally the gap between them is not that big. It is still a bit difficult to deal with them directly——
laugh.
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh was heard.
Wu Cang's eyes widened, his chest heaved violently, and he breathed rapidly, but he could only make a huffing sound like a broken bellows.
——A thin blade was stabbed on his neck, directly cutting off his trachea, and bright red blood slowly seeped out.
Baili Zhuqing's eyelids twitched.
This is a spiritual saint! His physical strength is extremely strong! His neck was cut off like tofu?
He didn't even see clearly how Lei Ming took action!
His inner evaluation of Lei Ming suddenly rose to another level.
This person is not only very strong, but also very ruthless!
Just one move can be fatal!
But in fact, Lei Ming didn't think too much about it. After all, he was an existence that had experienced the battle of gods thousands of years ago. What kind of scene has he not seen?
Now this is just trivial.
He raised his hand again, and this time, it was Qi Feng's temple that was pierced.
The two daggers transformed by spiritual power contain his power, which is enough to kill the opponent completely!
Both of them gradually lost their vitality.
Ye Xiyue thanked her.
Lei Ming glanced at Emperor Shitian with interest and said with a smile:
"Actually, they are not going to survive. I just want to make up for it."
