Chapter 67, Pushing the Demon Soil Horizontally, I, Bei Ming, Will Not Be Weaker in My Life (Leave without saying a word)
"What are you so arrogant about? Aren't you the overlord of Beiming? I have so many overlords in Central Continent. Besides, the little demon god from Nanling shot away Jin Pantu from Beiyuan that day. I can't see what you did after that."
A genius huddled behind the crowd and muttered.
"Hmph, Jin Pantu has done many unjust things, even if he didn't do anything, I would personally clean up my Beiyuan portal.
But for you, I will give you ten breaths to disappear immediately from my eyes, otherwise you will know the consequences. I don’t mind adding a few more shadows to my blood map!"
Bei Ming Wangqing looked cold. In this desolate world of demonic land, killing a few so-called talented people was nothing at all. No one would care.
Some people are angry. This is too frustrating. They are also disciples of a great religion, but they are despised like this. This has never happened before, and it makes him feel angry.
"Don't be impulsive!" Another prodigy on the side stopped him. He knew the gap between him and Beiming. He was on the same level as Gu Jiang, Li Dongtian, Xia Xing and Yuzhou. If he made a move, he would definitely be killed quickly.
Killed.
"Okay, okay, okay, let's go!" The man reflected and understood the situation, saying: "Don't think you can be lawless here, maybe you will be suppressed by others!"
"Are you talking about the trash in Donghuang who dared not show up? Or the person in Nanling who disappeared after entering the Demonic Land? What do they mean? I, Beiming, am never weaker than anyone! I really want to see them
That so-called talent of a great emperor!" Beiming Wangqing smiled coldly.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise in the fairy cave, and at the same time, smoke rushed out, and there were wisps of colorful clouds.
"Ahem, I didn't expect the master of this cave to be so stingy. The last one was actually a teleportation array." The people present had very keen spiritual senses. They sensed the qi movement and heard the sounds coming from the fairy cave.
Tushan Xian'er hummed as she walked out, complaining and cursing constantly. Both she and Bai Meng were in rags and looked shabby.
At the end of the cave, there was a complicated and mysterious formation. She and Senior Brother Chang Meng finally solved it. Unexpectedly, it was a formation within a formation, and it was an extremely unstable teleportation formation. If it weren't for Chang Meng's compass guidance, they would have almost lost their way in the turbulence of the void.
Lost and suffered a big loss.
"But why did I hear someone talking about you, senior brother?" When Tushan saw someone, he quickly shrouded himself with divine power and put on a new robe.
But for Bai Meng, the powerful-level robe of the Demon Emperor's Palace outside was broken into pieces, but the Taoist robe inside was still intact.
"Little Demon God of Nanling?" Someone recognized Bai Meng and were surprised and happy. What was surprising was that Bai Meng might have taken away the opportunity inside. They were happy for nothing, but what they were happy about was that Beiming was also trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket.
"Little Demon God of Nanling!" Bai Meng and Tu Shan looked at each other. Tu Shan suppressed a smile. This nickname was too...
"I am not the little demon god of Nanling, but just an ordinary demon cultivator in Nanling." Bai Meng looked calm and calm on the surface, but secretly he was gritting his teeth. This title is indeed a bit embarrassing!
"Fellow Taoist Nanling, I'm afraid you won't be able to swallow the opportunity of the Immortal Cave. If you cooperate with me, I don't think many people in Demonic Land can stop us."
Bei Ming broke their laughter, his tone was calm, and his eyes were focused on Tushan. The nine-tailed princess who transformed into a dragon in the first layer of the sky was a great threat to him. As for Bai Meng, he was a little indifferent and not afraid of the strength Bai Meng showed.
, they overlords can also do it, they are just surprised that Baimeng is the fourth pole.
Tu Shan said nothing and looked at Bei Ming with strange eyes. Bai Meng on the side also smiled, looking at Bei Ming like a fool.
"If you retreat, there may be a king in Beiyuan in the future!"
"A four-pole person, even if he is a great emperor, is at risk of dying young."
Beiming Wangqing's face darkened, and became cold and cold. A long bloody image covered the void fiercely, and a bloody waterfall flowed down thousands of feet to protect Beiming. Although he said he looked down on Bai Meng, he was actually very cautious and sent Bai Meng to the rescue.
Dreams are regarded as the same level.
With his magical hand, he took out a mysterious ancient bow from the blood gallery, and directly pulled out the bowstring, and a hundred-foot-long rainbow pierced the sky.
A bloody rainbow shot over, with a tail that was hundreds of feet long. Bai Meng tapped lightly, and a stream of innate essence popped out from his fingertips, transforming into a vast cold magic weapon, and chopped it into pieces.
"Why don't you leave? Then I'll have to send you on your way!" Bai Meng arched his eyebrows, spitting out blazing divine light, and the light Immortal Phoenix Fire Shadow pierced through the heaven and earth like a divine rainbow, and rushed out with bursts of wind and thunder.
Bei Ming's expression remained unchanged, the blood map screamed, a blood lamp crossed the sky, and the wick sprayed thin divine fire outwards, but the immortal phoenix looked sternly, and the lamp went out while it screamed, the blood lamp was torn apart, the power of the immortal phoenix remained unabated and unstoppable
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Bei Ming's expression became even colder. He held a bow and arrow and shot out arrow after arrow. The sky was filled with blood. Looking from a distance, it was really brilliant, like fireworks blooming. It was very beautiful and finally extinguished the phantom of the Immortal Phoenix.
"Little Demon God, we haven't reached the duel time yet. Today, I admit defeat!" He turned and left, not wanting to duel with him.
Bai Meng regretted that the overlord left so quickly and did not pursue it. As Bei Ming said, the last few days are the time to fight. Harvesting those branches full of divinity may arouse the vigilance and fear of others.
"Everyone, do you want to challenge me if you are still here?"
Bai Meng looked at the stunned people on the side and showed what he thought was a kind smile.
Unexpectedly, several of them shuddered after seeing it and left without stopping.
"Senior brother, you scared them." Tushan chuckled at the side.
"Do I look that scary? I'm quite kind." Bai Meng touched his chin, a little confused. Tu Shan didn't say anything, but just kept giggling.
The two then walked quickly together. Half a day later, they came to another place guided by the compass. Unfortunately, there was a huge crack here, as dark as an abyss. It was the trace of the battle of the unparalleled strong man, the mark of Taoism and magic.
Very confusing.
"Senior Brother Chang Meng, let's separate the two of us. There are countless opportunities in the Demonic Land now, and it may be more efficient if we separate." Finally, after coming out of a ruins in disgrace, Tu Shan suggested to Bai Meng.
"Well... okay, but little fox, you can take the compass, and these two talismans. Pay attention to your own safety, and remember to run away if you can't beat me. The compass has my breath. When the time comes, we will go to the ancient tree of gods and demons.
Gather over there!" Bai Meng pondered for a moment, then Luo Liba said in a rude voice.
"Okay senior brother." Tushan smiled sweetly, her red dress was fluttering, and her two dimples looked very cute.
Watching Tu Shan leave, Bai Meng suddenly felt like a child growing up. He shook his head, changed direction and continued moving forward.
Halfway through the walk, Bai Meng stopped. After thinking for a moment, he revealed a strange smile and activated a thousand changes for a long time, changing his aura, just like an ordinary four-pole monk.