The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Jiang Ming was attacked by the cold air, like falling into an ice cave, his blood slowly coagulated.

The dodge action was stiff.

Jiang Ziya took the opportunity to punch countless punches.

Boom boom boom!

The fist was obviously hitting the body, but the pain exploded in his mind.

Jiang Ming seemed to be poked open with a sharp knife, in pain.

"After all, they are just platinum ants, and their souls are vulnerable."

Jiang Ziya smirked, and the attack became more and more fierce.

The resentment trapped by Jiang Ming was vented out in one go.

Jiang Ming's mind was about to explode.

When his consciousness was dying, Jiang Ming entered a wonderful space.

There, a benevolent old man was waiting for him.

It was the ancestral scholar in Thousand Cave City, the master that Jiang Ming only met once.

The old man stroked his goatee beard, with a gentle smile on his face: "Teacher, why did you come here, we old bones don't want to see you so soon."

Jiang Ming was taken aback.

He understood that this was his subconscious space, the residence of the dead souls of scholars.

Came here in a daze, does it mean that he is not far from death?

Jiang Ming's eyes darkened: "Master, I have encountered an enemy at the level of a demigod, and my spirit will be destroyed by his spirit soon. Maybe it won't be long before we, master and apprentice, can really meet each other."

The old man shook his head lightly: "The mere demigod's soul is helpless, which shows that you have not fully understood the inheritance of us bad old men."

"Master, what do you mean by this, I don't understand."

"What you inherited from us is not only knowledge, but also will, an indestructible will!"

The old man spoke heavily, every word ringing loudly.

The will, the indestructible will. . .

Jiang Ming muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "I understand, thank you Master for your guidance!"

Closing his eyes and meditating, Jiang Ming's soul disappeared from this space.

Outer body.

Jiang Ming's consciousness collapsed, no different from a dead person.

"Finally dead. When I break the seal and regain my freedom, I will kill your companions first, leaving no one behind!"

Jiang Ziya laughed wantonly, lawlessly.

In the next second, his laughter stopped abruptly and was replaced by panic.

Jiang Ming, who was dead, slowly opened his eyes, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Oh, yes, I'm afraid you don't have this chance."

Chapter 80: Sealing Jiang Ziya

"How come, you are not dead?!"

Jiang Ziya took a step back and looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief.

The attack he used against the soul was unbearable even for ordinary Xingyao low-level warriors.

Severely injured and amnesiac, and severely disintegrated, becoming a vegetative state.

Jiang Ming, a warrior at the platinum level, was unscathed?

Jiang Ziya didn't believe it.

Jiang Ming made a serious thought: "It can't be said that it has no effect at all, it feels like a mosquito bite."

Jiang Ziya's face turned green, and he gritted his teeth loudly.

"Rampant kid, this old man will kill you today!"

The wind is howling, and the body is cold.

Jiang Ziya's beard and hair are all stretched out, and his spirit is like a high-powered freezer, constantly emitting cold air.

But it's not just an ordinary cold air, it can freeze even the soul.

Jiang Ming shivered involuntarily.

He didn't rest either, silently recalling Master's teachings in his heart.

The essence of ecstasy is the embodied spirit, and only the spirit can defeat the spirit.

The will, the indestructible will, is the spear that pierces the soul.

Jiang Ming's consciousness sank and he was immersed in the sea of ​​soul.

Calm and peaceful, like a small lake.

Countless tributaries flow into it, which is the inheritance of the masters.

Accompanied by the inheritance, the sea of ​​souls expanded little by little, until it finally touched the barrier, and was even about to overflow.

It's like a balloon expanded to its limit, if you continue to inflate it, it will explode.

Jiang Ming felt a tearing pain in his mind, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Jiang Ziya thought that his attack on the soul had played a role, and a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ignorant child, let me die!"

Bang bang bang!

Frost-stained fists hit Jiang Ming mercilessly, making a dull sound.