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Chapter 51 Not satisfied?

This person is the clone of the light of the Spirit King.

"You're here after all." Guangming clone said with a smile.

Han Ming nodded: "Here, I know you're waiting for me."

The clone of light nodded in appreciation: "No, it's really unforgettable.

How do you know I'll wait for you?"

Han Ming said lightly: "Feeling."

The clone of light said: "I am one of the seven clones of the Spirit King. Originally, my consciousness was also part of the Spirit King.

It’s just that you destroyed all the other clones, and I, this clone that represents light, gradually gained the right to be du li.

I know you'll come because you'll look for Rachel.

You should be glad you left me in the end.

Although I am not as cruel as the Spirit King, I am not as kind as you imagined.

Rachel I protected and didn't kill him. But I won't tell you why I did it all.

Actually, I know you hate me very much and wish you could swallow me alive.

I finally understood that you have experienced so much, so crazy, and so persistent, just because I want to invade your hometown.

You are the strongest person I have ever met. I, the Spirit King, have never admired anyone in my life. You are the first and should be the last one.

Do you know, I have always wanted to become a god, but I don’t have that opportunity or time.

Now it seems that you are more qualified than me."

Han Ming said lightly: "I have no interest in becoming a god. Everything I have now is just driven forward by this world.

Forced to accept my pain, forced to accept my happiness, forced to accept the power of the present."

"Haha, what a clever statement, it's really enviable." Guangming clone sighed and smiled.

"You will kill me. Wouldn't you let me go like you did before, like you let your former enemy go?"

Han Ming nodded: "No."

"Then do it. I know you have been waiting for a long time this day. If you kill me, there will be no more spiritual kings in this world."

Han Ming took a step forward, approaching the Spirit King, and approaching the character who influenced his entire life.

Han Ming's memories kept flashing like replayed shots.

From the first time he entered the Five Yuan Realm, from the time he was captured by the Dark Palace and closed in the dark cave where he could not see anything.

From his learning about the Water God Jue, he entered human society, entered the wild forest, fought with demon soldiers, and then came outside, constantly practicing and enduring various hardships.

As we have walked to this day, it can be said that there is only one person that Han Ming has never forgiven and has never forgotten.

That is the Spirit King.

The Spirit King who had the powerful strength he had never dreamed of.

The Spirit King who once allowed him to keep moving forward, even in the trial of the soul, never relaxed in the endless mountain.

This is the one who has always pushed Han Ming forward.

And now, Han Ming is standing in front of this man, within reach and ready to kill.

Sometimes fate is very dramatic.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous boy could really stand at the top of the world in the end and talk to the distant, dreamy character. Even if he could do something, he could be wiped out.

The significance and influence of the Ling King on Han Ming is really too great. From a certain perspective, he is almost the reason and motivation for Han Ming to survive.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" Guangming clone looked at Han Ming, his eyes were very calm. He was not as panicked as before he died.

Han Ming nodded: "No, it's boring. It's boring. It's not meaning at all. I've always been very motivated.

But now I don’t know why, maybe my biggest goal is standing in front of me, but I don’t have much motivation.

You know, you are ridiculous, it’s just a joke, a big joke.”

The clone of Guangming laughed: "That's right! I'm a joke! I'm a big joke! A damn joke!

It was this world that drove me crazy, it was this damn ghost place that made me crazy!!

Come, end me, end my crazy life."

This chapter: Xiongba, hand-kill)

From this moment on, the god-like existence that once shocked the entire Five-Yuan Realm and dominated the entire sub-demon Realm, can only be heard in legends that the era of the Spirit King has ended.

Han Ming's biggest goal and dream have always seemed to finally come to a perfect end.

But Han Ming knew that this damn world just refused to let him go, but he discovered that amazing secret at the last moment.

Han Ming knew that his journey was not over yet, and perhaps it was still long.

Damn world, damn fate, damn god!!!

In the clone of the Spirit King's light, a human-shaped light and shadow slowly floated out, pounced down from the air and hugged Han Ming in his arms.

"My child..."

It is the soul that the jing Spirit Queen was imprisoned by the Spirit King.

Han Ming's throat moved, feeling the warm body temperature and the feeling of being close, and shouted bitterly: "Mom."

"Oh, I'm here. You've been suffering." The Queen of Jingling was already crying. In her heart, Han Ming was already Catherine's husband and her son.

And the mother, a word that everyone is very familiar with, seems to be extremely unfamiliar with Han Ming. When he shouted it out, he couldn't stop all the grievances and bitterness in his heart for a moment.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Some people say that this world is a sea of ​​suffering.

We struggle here and endure hardships to live better and to enjoy everything we desire.

But Han Ming believed that in fact, the sea of ​​bitterness is just a person's heart.

Because others are either working from 9 to 5, or fighting with colleagues or even those closest to them, or putting their heads on their belts to fight, or doing everything they can to achieve their goals

The thing he pursues is exactly the opposite of Han Ming.

Han Ming doesn't want anything they want, but what they ignore is what Han Ming cares about the most and values ​​the most.

Because of different purposes, Han Ming will not feel empty or cold when he waits for the top.

How he wanted to grab everyone struggling and shouted loudly: "Do you know what you have missed?

Do you guys know what I have done to make you live!!

Do you know that in order to live a simple life, I have died several times!!!

But you don’t care about these things!!”

"Mom, wait for me, I'll take you back to the Jingling Forest."

The Queen of Jing Ling nodded gently in tears.

Taking a deep breath, Han Ming smashed the ground with a punch, revealing an extremely huge underground palace.

Deep in the palace, there is an empty place, and there is only a small house in Zhongyang. Inside the house, a person is bound by countless iron chains.

When Han Ming came to this man, he could only smile faintly: "Rachel, Lord Xingyu is gone."

Perhaps the pain that the person in front of him was not less than Han Ming's.

He lived until now under the constant torture of the Spirit King. When he saw Han Ming, although his body was already broken, his eyes were firm! Never wavered!

But when he heard the four words Xingyu left, his whole body collapsed instantly. No one knew how much suffering this tough guy suffered.

But Han Ming could see clearly his pain now.

Xingyu, this name, is the belief that he survived and supported, which made him never speak a word no matter how much harm he suffered, and he never even had a painful hum.

But now he was crying, crying like a child.

He hugged Han Ming's legs and cried in a daze. He wanted to speak several times but was sobbing that he couldn't speak.

Han Ming also felt a little sad. What kind of reason can make such a person cry like this? Han Ming understands.

He waved his hand gently and healed most of Rachel's injuries. The rest could only be treated slowly.

How severe is the injury that even an elemental controller cannot fully recover?

"Rachel, come with me."

Rachel choked for a while, and finally turned a thousand words into one sentence: "Now, who is the Pope?"

Han Ming smiled: "Lolita."

"That's great, Lolita is good, Lolita is good, Lolita is good. That girl likes it, I appreciate it."

Han Ming nodded slightly. Rachel was tortured to the point of being unconscious and even said something in a mess, but he still remembered Xingyu, Lolita, and his mission.

Cut the chain and rescue Rachel.

On each floor, Han Ming arranged endless Yin clouds and sprinkled the purification potions that could transform demon soldiers into humans.

One layer, one layer.

It was not until he arrived at the barrier and broke the barrier that Han Ming waved his hand.

It finally started to rain in the Three Realms.

Countless demon soldiers stretched out their arms and panickedly welcomed the first rain in three thousand years.

Their bodies are gradually changing, and the tattered flesh is gradually healing and becoming smooth.

Han Ming waved his hand, and there were four corners, four walls, and four keys flying out and landing in Han Ming's hands.

The iron chains in the sky rumbled and broke completely. The huge space crack had no support and finally closed again.

Han Ming stood at the crack in the space and looked back suddenly.

"For three thousand years, people with many disasters, go home and welcome the sunshine."

This sound is very weak, but it is transmitted to the ears and deep in the heart of every demon soldier.

Countless demon soldiers were all crawling on the ground, tears dripping down their noses to the ground, and their excited bodies trembled endlessly.

It's been too long. I've been waiting for this day for too long.

What is sunshine like?

We go bask in the sun. Some demon soldiers are extremely eager for the sun, and even ulcerated by the sun, their whole body is ulcerated, and they have to go to the entrance of the barrier to dry for a while.

Some people long for life in the human world. They hold banquets in an ancient and eccentric way, imitating the appearance of human society very funny.

Some people long for the grass, the blue sky and white clouds. They meet the blue sky and the soaring birds countless times in their dreams.

Some people yearn for civilization. They spend their whole lives and the articles they create will only make people laugh after reading them, but they can do whatever they want to do for a confidant and devote their own destiny.

Because they all cried.

Han Ming really wants to tell the world, look at this world and see these demon soldiers. What are you not satisfied with?


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