The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter 170: Instant Kill of the Young Master of the Ming Family

"what……"

Accompanied by bursts of screams, in the blink of an eye, five or six Ming family monks were seriously injured and flew out.

Although no one died, this also made Ming Haisheng, who planned to crush the two of them directly, surprised and uncomfortable.

The dark eyes he looked at Ye Qijue revealed an unprecedented murderous intent.

Ming Haisheng did not expect that Ye Qijue, a person whose cultivation level seemed to be only the third level of a saint, could actually threaten this monk of the fifth level of a saint.

According to common sense, anyone who can enter the starry sky battlefield is almost a genius and genius in the Canglan world!

Geniuses can be invincible.

Tianjiao can fight across levels!

However, even if the genius can fight higher and higher, the level of advancement is limited.

In particular, in the saint realm, the gap between each small realm is as huge as the sky. This is definitely not the emperor's period, where you can kill the opponent with the strength of fighting across levels.

However, the sword radiance just now shocked him so much that Ming Haisheng felt that even a monk with a perfect fifth level of saint might not be able to resist it.

He felt that if he reacted a moment slower, he might be seriously injured by the sword energy.

How could it not surprise him?

At this time, an injured disciple of the Ming family, after suppressing the violent sword intent in his body, said to Ming Haisheng with a bitter look on his face: "Fifth Young Master, this person is too powerful for us to get close to him! "

Ming Haisheng's face was livid. He turned his head to the two Ming family disciples who had the fourth level of saint cultivation, and ordered: "You go and hold the woman first, and leave this person to me to deal with!"

The other disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It was extremely stressful for them to face Ye Qijue, the god of death.

After all, among the dozen or so Ming family members, apart from Ming Haisheng, who has the highest cultivation level and has reached the late stage of the fifth stage of the saint, there are only two disciples who have completed the fourth stage of the saint.

The rest are all at the third level of saints.

The battle of high-level monks is not the kind of wheel battle where victory can be won by relying on numerical superiority.

A god of death like Ye Qijue, whose superficial realm is only a third-level saint but whose strength can kill a fifth-level saint. Even Ming Haisheng, a fifth-level saint cultivator, finds it a bit difficult, let alone a little guy like them. .

Therefore, after receiving Ming Haisheng's order, these people rushed towards Chu Yiyi to kill him.

After counting.

There was only one obstacle in front of Ye Qijue, Ming Haisheng.

Feeling the violent sword intent bursting out from Ye Qijue's body, Ming Haisheng could even feel the pain all over his body.

He understood that this battle must not drag on for too long.

The vision of heaven and earth just now was probably not only seen by the Ming family, but also by the geniuses from other forces.

It's just that their Ming family got here as soon as possible through tracking.

If the battle drags on and the geniuses from the other forces enter the scene, even if Ming Haisheng has obtained the treasure and the glazed fairy gold he wants, it will probably be difficult for him to leave calmly.

Thinking of this, Ming Haisheng knew that he had to make his own door clear first, so that the other party could retreat.

Therefore, Ming Haisheng cupped his hands towards Ye Qijue and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, as long as you hand over the glazed fairy gold obtained from this planet, my Ming family will sweep the bed to welcome you at any time and personally offer it to you. Two eighth-grade elixirs!"

Hearing this, Ye Qijue sneered in his heart.

In his opinion, this kind of trick is nothing more than fraud.

How could you spit out what you got?

What's more, a piece of glazed fairy gold, which is a treasure that can be used to create a divine weapon to protect the Tao, is only worth two eighth-grade elixirs?

Although the eighth-grade elixir is precious, it is definitely not as good as the glazed fairy gold!

As long as this piece of glazed fairy gold in Ye Qijue's hand is integrated into Xuanhuang Peak, it will definitely transform Xuanhuang Peak into a true divine weapon that protects the Tao!

He replied quietly and calmly: "If you leave wisely, I will just pretend that nothing happened."

After receiving Ye Qijue's rejection, Ming Haisheng had a sullen face. The palm of his hand that was holding the silver shield was so tight that his finger bones turned white.

He looked unkind and shouted in a cold tone: "Do you really want to be an enemy of my Ming family?"

They are not the only people from the Ming family who entered the starry sky battlefield this time.

The divine son of the Ming family, Ming Wenze, is currently comprehending the Tao Yun in the turbulent space deep in the starry sky thousands of miles away. In addition, there are several young masters of the Ming family whose cultivation is similar to that of Ming Haisheng, searching for treasures in other places.

Therefore, when a normal person faces a behemoth like the Ming family, he must weigh whether he can afford the consequences.

however.

Ye Qijue is not a normal person.

He had offended the Ji family, and then killed the true disciples of the Huangquan Holy Land. Now if he offended another Ming family, he would be ticklish if there were too many lice anyway!

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Ye Qijue responded calmly.

Seeing Ye Qijue rejecting his requests one after another, the clay figurine is still angry, let alone Ming Haisheng, a genius of the Ming family who is superior?

He could no longer suppress the anger in his chest and sneered: "There is a way to heaven if you don't take it. Since you want to die, I will help you today!"

After saying this, Ming Haisheng's aura suddenly rose, and suddenly a spiritual light flickered on his body, and a halberd with red flames slowly emerged from the void.

This halberd exudes the aura of a high-grade spiritual treasure, and it shines with thousands of glorious lights.

Ming Haisheng was holding the halberd in his hand, and his whole aura changed greatly. He became full of fighting spirit, and his body was shining with a surging divine light.

"kill!"

As this roar rang out, Ming Haisheng's hair moved automatically, and his whole body was like a hunting cheetah, killing Ye Qijue at an extremely fast speed.

His body roared in the starry sky, and the terrifying aura on his body directly squeezed out large void cracks in the starry sky along the way.

Seeing Ming Haisheng planning to fight in close quarters, Ye Qijue sneered in his heart. At the same time, the Qinglian magical power in his alchemy sea was ready to go.

The three-color spiritual fire burned blazingly and quickly condensed into a palm-sized lotus.

Seeing that Ming Haisheng was less than a hundred feet away from him, Ye Qijue took action.

"Banmen get an axe!"

After a cold shout, Ye Qijue suddenly raised his hand, and the green lotus magical power composed of three-color spiritual fire was like a meteor flashing across the sky, sweeping across the sky with a power that made people palpitate and die.

There was only a short distance of a hundred feet, and Ming Haisheng still rushed towards Ye Qijue. Faced with this sudden killing move, he wanted to react, but Qinglian had already hit him.

Bang!

The next moment, Ming Haisheng's whole body seemed to be facing death, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of hot air waves and flames.

He only felt that his body, soul, and cultivation were burning.

Ming Haisheng let out a painful cry. He circulated the spiritual energy in his body to extinguish the flames on his body. However, the appearance of the spiritual energy made the flames on his body become more intense.

In just a few breaths, the spiritual fire in his body completely exploded, burning his soul.

"what……"

In this extremely painful wail, the life breath from Ming Haisheng's body quickly drained away, and was eventually burned to ashes, floating in the starry sky.