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"My own Divine Slave Control Technique has made up for the shortcomings. If you want to rely on the magic secrets left by Holy Lord Hongmeng to resist, I'm afraid it won't work. By then, maybe everyone present will become one of our own..."

There was a complete threat in his words.

The faces of Mingyu and others showed great solemnity.

Indeed, this guy's Divine Slave Control Technique seems to have been upgraded, and during the battle, some people did fall for it.

However, there was no large-scale attack, which only shows that the magic skills left by Holy Lord Hongmeng may not be completely ineffective. It is also possible that this guy's use of the Divine Slave Skills is not unlimited.

Otherwise, this battle would not have to be fought at all.

Everyone could see that Ling Kuang's face was pale at this moment, he was obviously exhausted and even injured.

It's a pity that he is surrounded by those strong people in the Perfection Realm. It's really difficult to kill him.

However, it was not easy to find him, and it was not easy to reach this point. It would be a pity to give up here.

If Ling Kuang is let go this time, then it may be difficult to kill him next time.

"Everyone, as long as Ling Kuang dies, our Northern Continent will always be threatened with retaliation. Today, no matter what the price, we must keep his life."

At this time, Mingyu said coldly.

Even if you know it is difficult, even if you know you will pay a heavy price, you still have to fight for your life.

Among the powerful people in the northern continent, Mingyu still has a high reputation and appeal.

Everyone came all the way from the Northern Continent to the Western Continent, and their determination was obvious. They had one purpose, to destroy Ling Kuang.

Everyone knows that we cannot give up halfway now. If we give up, it will be really abandoned.

Suddenly, everyone stood up.

The initially sluggish momentum was released in an instant, and the fighting spirit was so fierce that the surrounding space crackled violently under pressure.

"Huh, stubborn."

Ling Kuang snorted coldly, and immediately all his subordinates got into fighting postures.

These old guys in the Northern Continent were really stubborn. He had already cursed them in his heart. He originally thought it would be easy to take down these people, but he didn't expect it would end up like this. For him, the loss was a bit too much. Huge.

The opponent obviously has no intention of letting him go, and this battle must be decided by a winner.

At this moment, my mind was filled with lightning.

He was hesitating whether to leave some people behind, so he took the remaining people and left in the chaos.

However, the remaining people are destined not to survive.

How long had he worked hard in the Western Continent to create such a situation? This battle would literally kill off his right and left arm.

Incomparable physical pain.

"Everyone, I have something to say."

And just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, a voice suddenly sounded.

This sudden sound made everyone's aura weaken, and they all followed the sound.

After a moment, a young man appeared on the scene with two guards.

It was Yang Ming.

Everyone frowned slightly when they saw Yang Ming.

Peak state.

Hehe, just three people in the peak realm actually dare to come here for a stroll, they are really brave.

At this moment, Yang Ming didn't have any stage fright, and he bowed his hands to the two forces, "My lord, Yang Ming, many of you may have never seen me, but you must have heard of the successor of Hongmeng Holy Lord. Yes, that's right. Down below."

After a few words, I asked and answered myself, and I went to heaven.

When they heard about the successor of Hongmeng Holy Lord, everyone frowned slightly.

Especially this side of the Northern Continent.

They have all heard that this inheritor of Hongmeng Holy Lord also seems to have inherited the Divine Secret of Controlling Slaves.

Moreover, it is very likely that it was passed down from Ling Kuang.

In other words, these two people are probably together.

This person appeared at this time. Although his strength was not very good, his motives were worthy of scrutiny.

At this time, Ling Kuang raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming, with a strange smile on his face.

"Boy, do you still remember me?" Ling Kuang said.

Yang Ming looked at him and said, "Of course I remember that the junior was in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations that day, but the senior taught me the skills. Without the help of the senior, how could the junior achieve what he has today."

A person at the pinnacle level was actually bragging about his achievements among a group of strong people in the perfection level.

It's actually a bit ironic.

"Since you are here, then the Lords of the Hongmeng Palace, A and B, must also be here, right?" Ling Kuang said with a smile.

This kid dares to show up openly at this time, which can only show that he has support behind him. Since he is from Hongmeng Palace, his support is naturally Hongmeng Palace.

In other words, the owners of Hongmeng Palace A and B are likely to be nearby.

Hearing this, everyone in the Northern Continent had somewhat strange expressions on their faces.

At this time, what I fear most is that another force will be involved.

It would be best if you are helping your own side, but if you are on the other side's side, things will be difficult to handle.

In the current situation, this Yang Ming is obviously closer to Ling Kuang, so they have no choice but to worry.

Ling Kuang rolled his eyes. He had already thought about retreating. At this time, if Hongmeng Palace could be involved and the water was muddied, he might be able to escape unscathed.

Yang Ming said, "Presumably, you are here. You have made such a big noise, and it has been heard in all four regions. There are many people watching the excitement outside now."

Ling Kuang opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Yang Ming didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Everyone, I am brave, I want to mediate the conflict between you today."

Yang Ming turned around and cupped his hands to both sides, his voice unusually loud.

There was a moment of silence.

What is he saying?

He wants to mediate the conflict between us?

Everyone was a little confused.

"Oh, yellow-mouthed kid."

From the corner, Mangshan's old mother sneered, "Boy, this is not the place you should be. You talk nonsense and don't even weigh how much you weigh?"

This was not said politely at all.

This is like two groups of high school students fighting, and suddenly an elementary school student comes out to start a fight with them.

What a joke.

Yang Ming was not angry at all, and his expression did not change at all.

"Old Mother Mangshan, right?"

Yang Ming turned around and looked at Old Mother Mangshan, "If I'm not mistaken, does the violence in your body come from Holy Lord Xuanwu?"

Mother Mangshan frowned but said nothing.

Yang Ming smiled easily, "It's not a good thing for people to live in hatred."

"Hmph, boy, are you teaching me how to do something?"

How dare you preach in front of me even though you are at a peak level?

Mother Mangshan glared at her, and with just one look, Yang Ming felt his breathing tense, and his legs could hardly support him.

But he still held on and smiled reluctantly, "Of course I don't dare to teach seniors to do things, but what if I tell seniors that Holy Lord Xuanwu has not fallen?"