Villain: Capture the Lolita Sword Spirit at the beginning

Yang Yun didn't have any complicated moves, but only waved the banner one after another.

Every time you wave it, it can trigger countless surges of power.

Ming Jun was surprised by Yang Yun's powerful strength, but he didn't care too much.

No matter how strong it is, it is nothing more than a holy place.

Although this Yang Yun is already much more powerful than countless Tianjiao, in the eyes of Mingjun, he is still an ordinary junior.

"You are not the mastermind behind this scene. Tell me who is behind you, and I can spare your life!"

"unnecessary!"

Yang Yun's attack hit after hit, just like a rough sea wave after wave.

Mingjun is mainly defensive, while observing the surrounding situation.

He firmly believed that Yang Yun was not the mastermind.

Although Yang Yun is strong, he is only strong in the holy realm.

Fighting against himself, the strength seems insufficient.

It is far from enough to say that you want to calculate yourself.

"Let me guess who is in charge of you, Human Emperor's Hall? Yaoxing Holy Land? Bai Family? Cheng Family? Or... Duanmu Family? Wuwang Buddha Sect? Qin Family? Chaoxi Ancient Sect? Gu Family?"

Mingjun named several forces in one breath.

The front forces are all top forces with Dao realm, while the latter ones are hidden world forces that were only born in the fairyland in recent years.

He suspected many people, but he couldn't confirm any of them.

Yang Yun's face remained normal, and Mingjun did not notice anything abnormal.

Seeing this, Mingjun had no choice but to give up using his eloquence to force Yang Yun to speak out the thoughts of the mastermind behind the scenes.

He started to attack with all his strength, the purple fist filled the whole space, and there seemed to be countless innocent souls whispering in his ears to disturb Yang Yun's mind.

But Yang Yun's mind was very firm, and he was not disturbed or affected by these whispers at all.

He continued to wave the banner in his hand, and brilliant golden light filled his side, erupting with even stronger power.The big flag collided with the fist again and again, and the mighty force from the flagpole pressed Hades back again and again.

"You don't seem to be doing well either!"

"Not so good? If you weren't distracted to find a way to crack this space, do you think you can talk so much nonsense?"

It was the first time for Ming Jun to receive such an award, and his face immediately turned cold.

So, he planned to deal with Yang Yun in front of him first.

His body suddenly became huge, several feet high, the muscles on his body bulged layer by layer, and his whole body was as huge and terrifying as a mountain.

When he punched out again, the strange purple spiritual power wrapped the banner in Yang Yun's hand, and the strange spiritual power seemed to want to turn the banner into his own.

Yang Yun tightly held one end of the flagpole, only feeling that the big flag seemed to fly away from his hands.

boom!

At this time, Mingjun swung out another fist, and slammed Yang Yun onto the wall of the palace, punching a deep pit into it.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Ming pounced in front of Yang Yun like a ferocious beast, and punched Yang Yun's face with punches, as if he wanted to punch a hole in Yang Yun's head.

Yang Yun's head sank deep into the ground, and the dust flew up from the beating.

"That's it?"

Mingjun couldn't help but sneer.

He didn't even hit Yang Yun with all his strength, and beat Yang Yun into this appearance.

"A strong man in the Dao Realm is really strong, and a ray of spiritual projection can defeat me. I am not your opponent."

Yang Yun grinned and admitted his shortcomings openly.

However, what he said made the expression on Mingjun's face a bit ugly.

"This is the projection of divine sense, have you seen it all?"

"If your real body came in person, you should have the power to kill me instantly. But you didn't do that, but fought with me for a long time, which proves that you are not the real body."

"interesting."

Mingjun sneered, and his figure dissipated.

He has always believed that Yang Yun here is not behind the scenes.

Now that Yang Yun has seen through him that this is just a projection of spiritual thoughts, there is no need for him to make false claims here.

Yang Yun staggered up from the ground and gave a wry smile.

A strong person in the Dao realm is still a strong person in the Dao realm after all.

When will he be able to break through the Dao Realm?

……

Luotian Ancient City, in a hidden corner.

There are countless restrictions around Mingjun, as if they are suppressing something.

When the projection of divine thoughts in the ruins dissipated, the Lord Ming who was located here finally opened his eyes, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

"This patience is enough."

Mingjun clenched his fists tightly, feeling a little helpless.

He always felt that his every move was in the eyes of the other party.

I wanted to use a projection of spirituality to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, but the other party used Yang Yun to try and find out that the Lord Ming inside was just a projection of spirituality.

Is it possible to go in directly?

It's not that Mingjun is afraid of anyone, it's just that he doesn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.

Most importantly, he still doesn't know where the ancestral dragon breath came from.

"Master Ming, you must step into it yourself."

"Zulong, I don't want to. It doesn't make any sense to enter it without sufficient confidence."

A faint phantom of Shenlong appeared behind Mingjun, and he began to talk to it.

This is a secret that Mingjun has never told anyone.

In the true blood of Zulong, there is a ray of will of Zulong.

This wisp of will doesn't mind being refined, but only hopes that the prestige of Zulong can be reappeared in the world.

"Ming Jun, you haven't experienced the time between life and death for too long."

"There is no need to experience it."

Zulong remained silent.

He hoped that his fame could reappear in the Immortal Domain, which coincided with Mingjun.

So during the refining process of Mingjun, he has been cooperating with Mingjun.

but……

Mingjun's physique is still too weak compared to Zulong's true blood.

He is also just a wisp of will, without a complete memory, and he doesn't know how to let Mingjun successfully refine the true blood of the ancestor dragon.

"This opportunity is not to be missed."

"It's an opportunity, but it's also a trap. Zulong, I will take care of myself."

Hearing this, Zu Long couldn't say anything more.

Mingjun is fine.

Powerful and far-sighted.

It's just that I like to be fully prepared for everything before doing it.

But in this world, how could it be possible to be fully prepared for everything?

The phantom of the dragon disappeared behind Mingjun's back, and this ray of will returned to silence.

He sat on the spot and tried to continue refining the true blood of the ancestor dragon.

But at this moment, countless powerful auras came from afar.

Every breath is not weaker than Ming Jun's previous breath in the Ancestral Dragon Ruins.

All of them are the projections of the spiritual thoughts of the powerful Taoists.

The ruins of the ancestral dragon, but not only those who have the true blood of the ancestral dragon will be moved.

As long as you still have the desire to pursue becoming stronger, you will definitely be moved.

"Is this your backhand? Using other people's greed to make me anxious?"

Mingjun was angry, but helpless.