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Chapter 839

At this moment, Xu Ming's will was in great pain, but he knew in his heart that it was all worth it.

And in the different space of the time-space velocity of the Beacon Fire Temple, the amber-like blood drops are constantly releasing an astonishing evil pressure in all directions.

But after only one year, Xu Ming was able to walk slowly towards the drop of blood.

His will has already been multiplied, and it is precisely because of this that under the control of Xu Ming's mind, the coercion released by the drop of amber blood is instantly condensed into a beam of light by the invisible big hand.

Ahhh! ! !
The target of the beam of light was Xu Ming, and his strong will, which had been greatly improved, was defeated by this evil beam of light.

"Boy Xu, your body won't be able to bear it"

Seeing this, the little drug boy was also extremely worried and said, everyone knows what will happen to someone like Xu Ming who is eager for success regardless of his body.

And Xu Ming who heard the words, apart from the frightening light shining in his eyes, said every word.

"I know what's on my mind"

Xu Ming doesn't want to slow down, but time waits for no one. If he is blocked by this long road of bones, the road ahead will only become more difficult.

Naturally, he can boil the frog in warm water to sharpen his will, but Zhou Xiaodie's soul that keeps breaking apart doesn't have much time left for her.

This is a gamble that can only be won but not lost. Xu Ming can only have a chance of survival if he keeps moving towards Zhou Xiaodie.

Although only a stick of incense has passed in the outside world, a full ten years have passed in this different space.

For ten years, Xu Ming's will was under the impact of blood drops from that evil spirit every moment.

This rough training method also brought about earth-shaking changes in Xu Ming's will, but the price paid was so huge.

Such a cultivation method that seriously overdraws one's body consumes a real lifespan.

Ten years later, the same Xu Ming also lost ten years of life.

But Xu Minglai didn't care about it, as long as Zhou Xiaodie could be saved, everything would be worth it.

Xu Ming slowly opened his closed eyes at this moment, and his clothes, which had already been soaked in sweat, were completely evaporated by the powerful breath.

And the ten years of special will training also gave Xu Ming a terrifying surge in coercion, and the moment he opened his eyes, the white mist that originally surrounded him suddenly dissipated.

Although he went back and forth afterward, the unspeakable terror made the black-faced Ghost King, who was taking a nap at the moment, suddenly open his dozing eyes.

"Who, exactly who has such a tyrannical coercion."

You know, as the king of ghosts, he is almost invincible in this Nine Nether Yellow Springs.

Only a few people can pose a real threat to it, and the feeling of palpitation just now also makes it a little unclear.

Under the impression of his heart, the black-faced ghost king seemed to have thought of something to re-summon the water curtain scroll.

On the picture scroll is the long road of bones, but Xu Ming has long since disappeared on the stone steps that used to be a hundred steps.

Seeing such a black-faced ghost king, for some reason, there was a flash of joy in his heart, and a different kind of luck.

"It seems that the boy is nothing more than that"

But it didn't take long for the black-faced ghost king to rejoice, and the beautiful woman next to him spoke up.

"Don't rush to laugh, just look there"

I saw him pointing at the picture on the entire water curtain scroll and turning it around, and soon he found a figure with flying steps.

"Who, who dares to run wildly on the long road of bones."

When the black-faced ghost king took a closer look, he discovered that the person who walked like flying was none other than the white-faced boy Xu Ming who was jealous and contemptuous of him.

In fact, he walked a full hundred steps in one breath, and reached the place of two hundred steps.

Seeing such a black-faced ghost king and the ghosts and monsters around him, he couldn't help but gasp. What kind of place is that? It's a place that makes all lonely ghosts shy away.

But now there is actually such a person who can gallop on it as if walking on flat ground, ignoring those terrible pressures as nothing.

If seeing is believing, no one would believe it.

Seeing this, the lost look in the eyes of the beautiful woman reappeared, and a pair of red phoenix eyes mixed with a little cold light looked at Xu Ming who was standing on the 2-step stone steps at the moment, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart .

Seeing this, the black-faced ghost king on the side became even more angry. Xu Ming's face indeed met all the conditions for being a little boy.

"See how long the kid can be proud"

Although the black-faced Ghost King's face was extremely tough, his words were obviously lacking in confidence.

Indeed, although Xu Ming's performance was not as shocking as that of Baidi's, his subsequent blockbuster performance was even worse than Baidi's.

In the ten years full of evil spirits and coercion, Xu Ming never wanted to give up, but the tenacity in his bones and his promise to Zhou Xiaodie turned into the motivation for him to persevere.

So at this moment, facing the ever-increasing coercion on the long road of bones, Xu Ming was still able to face it calmly.

That monstrous coercion was no different from a breeze in the eyes of Xu Ming today, and finally Xu Ming came to the end of the long bone road with a sigh of relief.

And Xu Ming, who was standing at the end of the Long Bone Street at this moment, could calmly leave the range of the Long Bone Road even in the face of the doubled pressure.

The moment his feet left the long road of bones, the ghostly crying and howling in his ears disappeared immediately.

This made Xu Ming's world clean all of a sudden, and the Ghost King couldn't sit still at all.

Because Xu Ming's strength has far exceeded his imagination, it only takes about a stick of incense at the first step, and then he can pass the rest of the long bone road in one breath. .
But the beautiful woman at the side took the opportunity to make trouble.

"Why, I can't sit still anymore. The mighty Ghost King actually has such a side. If word gets out, you can imagine how wonderful the faces of those old monsters will be."

"Hmph, what do you know, stinky woman, Lord Yan Luo gave me the task of guarding the entrance of Jiuyou Huangquan, this seems to be idle work, but it can't be sloppy"

"If you miss again like in the past, then you and I will die."

The Ghost King's eyes widened like copper bells.
Of course he wouldn't do it himself, the ghosts and monsters that he usually feeds are the best vanguards.

And under the order of the ghost king, these ghosts and monsters also turned into countless black winds and disappeared in front of the ghost king.

Their purpose is only one, and that is to stop Xu Ming by all means, to prevent Xu Ming from recreating the astonishing scene of the White Emperor breaking into Jiuyou Huangquan.

But can it really be done with them?

(End of this chapter)