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Chapter 239 Another use of earthquake stone

"My brother is in danger now, how can you tell me to calm down." Wang Quanchao walked away.

The prince suddenly took action to stop Wang Quanchao.

"Don't you know how capable Shen Ming is? Does he seem to die so easily?"

"If you rush in with your head hot, then the 30 army will be left without a leader. Who else can intimidate your army?"

"Your impulsiveness this time will not only fail to save Shen Ming, but also ruin 30 brothers who followed you for nothing."

"Now, immediately gather troops and march into the Northern Emperor's headquarters in four directions, so that Shen Ming can be rescued."

Wang Quanchao squinted his eyes without any hesitation, and immediately flew back to the army, ready to march.

After the crown prince and the third prince looked at each other, they said their condolences.

And then left.

Behind Tianque Gate.

The newly promoted Confucian saw the mountain fire burning, and it rained again.

Panicked, he turned and ran.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from hell.

When he turned his head, he saw darkness.

In the almost hopeless darkness, there was a person covered in flames, crackling.

Shen Ming!Falling from the sky, with an invincible momentum, it came to him almost instantly.

This newly promoted Confucian suddenly trembled in his calves, a demon in the flames.

Death in despair...

From, the fear deep in the soul.

Shen Ming suddenly showed a smile, even if he was burned by the flames, the pain kept stimulating his brain.

But, this is what Shen Ming wanted.

If there is no pain from the burning flame, if there is no injury caused by the thunder disaster.

Shen Ming had already lost his mind.

In order not to be completely sunk in the darkness, Shen Ming chose to use pain to constantly stimulate the little reason left.

"Me! I was wrong! It's none of my business, the Northern Emperor asked me to do it!" The newly promoted Confucianism did not have the momentum that a Confucian should have.

He actually knelt down in front of Shen Ming with a plop.

"Don't worry, you go first, he will be with you in a moment."

Shen Ming whispered close to Daru's ear and finished speaking softly.

Then, a hand pinched his face and pinched it down hard, making a cracking sound on his cheekbones.

He even had an indelible five-fingerprint imprinted directly on his face.

The phoenix long sword was unsheathed in an instant.

Shen Ming slashed the great scholar's body with one sword after another. Each sword was just right to cut off a thin piece of flesh.

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

Shen Ming's voice became his lifelong despair.

Cut to pieces.

Search the soul and lock the soul.

You can't live, you can't die, just like what Shen Ming said.

The thing that this newly promoted Confucian regrets the most is that he is alive.

When living becomes suffering.

Death is the best ending for him.

"North Emperor, save me!"

The desperate cry that resounded through the sky, even spread across two high mountains and resounded across half of the northern border.

The listeners were all horrified, terrified, and covered in goose bumps.

At this moment, Wang Quanchao, the crown prince and the third prince quickened their pace after hearing the voice.

The Northern Emperor's people finally arrived.

The newly promoted Confucianism seemed to see the hope of survival.

Although the Northern Emperor did not show up, eighteen mysterious men in black robes came.

"Save me, save me!"

The Confucian voice gradually weakened.

Eighteen men in black robes came at lightning speed and launched their killing moves.

"Eighteen Immortal Realm... so what!"

Shen Ming raised his head.

The strange blackness in those eyes shocked them, filled their hearts with fear, and even had the idea of ​​retreating.

Funny to say.

The eighteen people in the Immortal Realm were actually frightened by a thunderous look.

"You guys also want to die..."

The killing intent in Shen Ming's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Northern Emperor..."

"I am coming."

Shen Ming's charming smile was reflected in their eyes, and fear rose for no reason.

In the next moment, the situation in the world changed.

36 Tiangang phantom.

72 The phantom of the Earth Sha... At this moment, it shows a different color than usual.

Very black color.

The next second, the eighteen Linxianjing screamed, how majestic they were when they came.

How unsightly it was when he fled.

But, can you run away?

Where Shen Ming pointed his sword at, it was instantly wiped out.

The eighteen black-robed men were pierced by breath in an instant.

Shen Ming could clearly feel the fighting power of the one hundred and eight shadows under the blessing of darkness.

Dozens of times more than usual.

Shen Ming grabbed Daru with one hand, took him to the sky, and held him high in the air.

"Beihuang, do you want more of your dog?"

Silence, the dead silence in the air.

Then, a deep male voice came.

"It's just a dog, if you like it, I'll give it to you..."

Shen Ming snorted coldly.

"I not only want your dog's life, but also your dog's life!"

After saying that, Shen Ming grabbed Daru's head and swooped down.

Daru's screams.

Can be heard in all directions.

Those who followed the Northern Emperor, those who were able to be in this base camp, which one has not experienced strong winds and waves.

Which one is not the one who rolled out of the sea of ​​blood?

However, after hearing the piercing screams, I was actually terrified...

In the dark night, a sliver of light burned out, a man wrapped in flames all over his body.

Isn't he afraid of death?
Does he not hurt?

Is he human?

Shen Ming's skin was crackling, and the flames were burning, emitting light.

This is his last resistance against darkness.

Shen Ming could clearly feel that as long as he gave up resisting, he would be able to look down on the world in an instant.

You can pick up the sun, moon and stars with your wave of hands.

But, then, he would no longer be him, and he would forever become darkness.

Turn into a soulless walking dead.

Overrun by the God of Darkness.

"die!"

In this empty land, it looks like a battlefield that has been deliberately swept out.

In front of Shen Ming was the Northern Emperor's army.

An army of bones composed of the dead, they put on a thick armor of shock stone...

There are fifty thousand.

Shen Ming slowly opened his arms.

"White Bones, do you feel fear?" Shen Ming looked like a madman and asked to himself.

"Die, let's die again."

Shen Ming laughed wildly, submerged in the 5 skeleton army alone.

In an instant, chickens fly and eggs hit.

Countless bones were broken into pieces, and Shen Ming walked among them. Wherever he passed, there were bursts of harsh friction sounds.

Large pieces of white bones were broken, and then pieced together and assembled again.

Repeatedly, endlessly.

Shen Ming had seen this kind of situation once before, the bones were resurrected, endlessly.

Could it be because of the shaking stone?

Shen Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. Every time he made a move, he deliberately avoided the area covered by the Earthquake Armor.

Is this what the shaking stone is for?

Shen Ming made another move, this time, he chose the frontal hard rock armor.

Even if he had arrived at Immortal Realm, he still couldn't shatter it with one blow.

Shen Ming even discovered a problem.

It seemed that his attack on the rock-shaking armor would be spread out and shared by all the rock-shaking armors.

The injury that should have been suffered by one person was suffered by 5 people...

(End of this chapter)