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Chapter 694. The Death of the Evil-Eyed Holy King (Subscribe)

In the sky, there was a muffled thunder-like sound.

In the blink of an eye, the Holy King of Evil Eyes caught Yang Ming's opening, opened his mouth to condense terrifying light waves, and sprayed them directly at Yang Ming.

White Tiger Lie Wave!

The beautiful light waves penetrated the sky, like the tail left by Hubble's comet piercing through the sky, with extremely strong destructive power. Wherever it passed, the space could not bear the destructive power, and cracks like long snakes opened.

Yang Ming's eyes froze, and the reincarnation eyes caught the trajectory of the light wave, and he stepped on the wind step, which seemed to be an ordinary step, but let him shuttle directly from the side of the light wave, turning a blind eye to the approaching danger.

"Since you don't want to be my mount and dare to stand in front of me, then you will die for me!"

With a sound of Yang Ming's fall, under the shocked eyes of the Holy King of Evil Eyes, Yang Ming was divided into four parts, and the three clones activated Zhu Rong to transform into a body. Qinglian's heart fire condensed into a big saber in his hand, and the three giant blades slashed down.

At the same time, Yang Ming himself snapped his fingers.

The two gems of time and space inlaid on the Infinity Gauntlet suddenly exuded magnificent colors.

The evil-eyed holy king didn't take Yang Ming seriously at first. After all, the physical body of the soul beast is inherently stronger than that of a human being. What's more, it is not an ordinary beast, but a former second-level god. experience, come and beat Yang Ming.

but.

The moment the power of time and space was applied to it, the Xieyan Holy King was completely stunned.

Time is respected, space is king.

Fate does not come out, cause and effect are king.

The world of Douluo Continent is a first-class world, and the only difference from the top world is the gods who control the four rules of time, space, fate and karma.

Even the five gods who are known as the supreme gods of the God Realm only control the sub-level rules of destruction and life, but it is extremely difficult to go further, unless it swallows up other worlds and destroys the entire fighting world. The sublimation of Luo Dalu's world may only have this possibility.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Others could only see the first floor, even if Yang Ming snapped his fingers, the Holy King Xieyan couldn't move.

A clever soul master could see the second layer, and Yang Ming used an extremely powerful control-type skill.

As for the Xieyan Holy King, it saw the third floor, its eyes widened in shock and anger, and the expression on the tiger's face was full of disbelief, and said:

"This is impossible! How can a mere human being who has not yet become a god be able to come into contact with the skills of time and space?"

The Holy King of Evil Eyes couldn't figure it out!

In the impression of the Xieyan Holy King, soul masters can only obtain soul rings by hunting soul beasts, but in the world of Douluo Continent, there is no soul beast with time and space-related skills, and soul masters absolutely cannot obtain skills.

The evil-eyed saint king didn't understand.

Therefore, it can only be an unjust dead ghost.

Three giant green lotus blades slashed down, splitting the [-]-meter-long tiger body of the Xieyan Holy King into three pieces.

Before the corpse fell, Yang Ming threw off his sleeve robe, played the fine tradition of diligence and frugality, and put the million-year-level beast corpse into the Youhaina ring, muttering:

"If such a high-grade raw material is used for alchemy, what kind of elixir will be refined?"

Even Yang Ming didn't let go of the soul of the Holy King Xieyan, and packed it into the world of reincarnation of the six realms to contribute to the development of the world.

The evil-eyed saint king was in the eighteenth floor of hell, tears were about to fall.

This is too bullying tiger!

Anyway, the Holy King Xieyan is already a turtle in the urn, so Yang Ming doesn't need to pay much attention to it.

As for the secret hidden in the Xieyan Holy King, Yang Ming is not in a hurry to explore it, and it will only be a matter of time before he learns about its origin.

Now, the most crucial thing before Yang Ming is to arrest Davis.

Yang Ming looked down on Davis' poor performance before, and really underestimated him. He didn't expect the other party to be able to produce a million-year-level monster without making a sound.

If this were replaced by an ordinary titled Douluo powerhouse leading the team, the ship would capsize in the gutter in minutes, and they would never be reborn forever.

This also indirectly reminded Yang Ming that even though he seems to be a rare opponent in the world now, the world is so big after all, there may always be some old monsters hiding in the mountains and living in seclusion, so he must not be careless.

Putting away the underestimation of the enemy in his heart, Yang Ming decided to end this war quickly.

Overlooking the entire Xingluo City from a height above a kilometer above the ground, the location of the Imperial Palace is very easy to find. Just look for the place with the largest area and the most luxurious decoration, and you will be right.

"found it!"

A cold light burst out of Yang Ming's eyes, and he swooped down from the air like a fighter jet. His body that was advancing at high speed rubbed against the air violently, making a sharp sound of breaking the wind, which could be heard clearly by the people below.

In the eyes of the common people, they only had time to see a burning figure piercing the sky like a shooting star, but they couldn't see anything.

The palace is a heavily guarded place, where the strongest and most elite soldiers are also gathered.

Before Yang Ming arrived, there were guards around the palace beating drums and gongs to gather.

Seeing that Yang Ming was coming from the air, a dozen soldiers jointly stretched out a large crossbow bed. One soldier was operating it, shaking the handle of the machine, and someone else installed the crossbow bolts that were as thick as two people's arms.

One after another, the crossbow arrows pointed their crosshairs at Yang Ming in the sky, and then fired amidst the shouts of their respective guards.

Hundreds of thousands of crossbow arrows are as dense as migratory locusts, with a large number and small intervals, which can make any intensive phobia sufferers scream.

Each arrow has the power to easily kill a [-]th level soul sect.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows, even if Contra saw them, he had to retreat three feet.

Under the expectant eyes of all the imperial guards, the crossbow arrows were getting closer and closer to Yang Ming.

30 m.

ten meters.

one meter!

At the moment when the crossbow was about to shoot through Yang Ming's body, all the imperial guards subconsciously held their breath and watched the scene with wide eyes.

"Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding..."

As soon as the crossbow arrows approached, they hit the translucent basalt shield first, and a series of ripples were produced when the thick and long crossbow arrows hit the shield, and then they were exhausted, falling from the sky one by one like dumplings. A considerable part of the palace and the Janissaries were destroyed.

Those who survived stood on the ground, Yang raised his neck, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and watched in disbelief that Yang Ming was intact and descended from the sky in a dark and ferocious Zhan Kai.

"boom!"

As soon as Yang Ming's two feet fell to the ground, the whole ground could not bear the huge force, so that it collapsed downward, revealing a circular pothole five meters deep and three meters in diameter.

A little smoke rose from the edge of the cave, and Yang Ming's figure, like a demon god descending, came into the sight of everyone around him.

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