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Chapter 387 Tired

The news of Shen Ming's return was like locusts passing through, sweeping across the entire world. At this moment, no one could not be moved by it, and more and more people rushed here.

"How dare you come back?"

The Ghost King looked gloomy.

He never expected that the person he wanted to recruit was actually Shen Ming.

When he saw Shen Ming's face, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

these years.

He was always on tenterhooks.

Because of Shen Ming's talent, he was terrified. If Shen Ming had the same strength as Xie Jianxian on the day of his return, how should they fight back? I'm afraid it would be a bloody storm.

"It turns out that you haven't made much progress, even worse than when you left."

Shen Ming shook his head.

There is no stubble.

The killing intent that danced in the ghost king's eyes burst out.

Those strong men around also had their own thoughts about Shen Ming, there must be many secrets about him.

If it can be fully dug out, it will be a treasure.

Sensing their thoughts, Shen Ming sneered.

look around.

These people took him as prey.

Why didn't he regard them as the targets to hunt, the Four Square Throne, Shen Ming shook his head with a smile.

What is it.

"Chang'an has turned into ruins. I want to take back what belongs to me with my own hands." The murderous intent in Shen Ming's eyes made the Ghost King sneer.

"Why do you? Could it be that you can kill us all? Shen Ming, do you really think of yourself as something? You have to be careful, the person in front of you is the king of the Four Square Throne!"

At this moment, the ghost king's whole body was in turmoil.

The sky grew darker.

The wail of evil spirits.

Constantly lingering in everyone's hearts, at this moment, the ghostly aura gushed out from the whole body.

Shen Ming didn't move, nor did he need to move.

He just stood there.

Let the ghost king's attack fall on him.

superficial.

Shen Ming grinned.

"So, do you only have this strength?" The ghost king was suffocated by Shen Ming's choking expression, his fists were clenched tightly, his face was livid.

"Don't be mad."

There seems to be something wrong with the ghost king, his strength seems to be far from what it used to be.

Of course Shen Ming didn't care about whether the ghost king was at the peak or not.

His only thought was.

Everyone must die.

In the next second, with the momentum of who else but me, my life is up to my indomitable soul.

In an instant, the most gorgeous colors bloomed in the world.

"Sword come!"

Standing on this unknown plain, Shen Ming heard a sword strike, resounding through the sky, and between the mighty and majestic heaven and earth, thousands of sword strikes came before Shen Ming's eyes.

At this moment, Shen Ming drew out the phoenix long sword.

Burning flames.

fills half the sky.

With one sword, control ten thousand swords.

After a while, more and more people came, most of them were the Sifang Throne and the newly promoted Jiuxuan, and some were the enemies of the Shen family back then.

Now, flock to.

Shen Ming must be eradicated.

The more people came, the more excited Shen Ming was.

"Come on, come on!"

The phoenix sword slid down the sky.

This sword contained too many emotions. In that wild land, the emotions that had been suppressed for several years erupted instantly.

Wherever the sword energy passes, it will be destroyed and withered.

Under this sword, very few people survived.

After beheading so many immortal-level powerhouses with just one sword, they could feel Shen Ming's aura. He is still in the Immortal Realm, and he has just stepped into the Immortal Realm.

how can that be!

At this moment, everyone had the same thought.

Shen Ming must not be allowed to live.

No matter what, he must be obliterated.

Otherwise, the moment Shen Ming set foot on the immortal journey would be the end of everyone, and he would be the next Evil Sword Immortal, and even surpass Evil Sword Immortal.

But it's easier said than done.

Countless attacks landed on Shen Ming's body, and there was nothing to break the waves.

Totally ineffective.

"God."

When they thought about what would return, and even thought that Shen Ming might have a way to make him return, their realm was not clear.

But they never thought about it.

The returning Shen Ming will possess such terrifying strength.

It is so powerful that everyone is frightened by the news.

A single sword destroys not only their lives, but also their fighting spirit.

They seem to have seen the Eternal Sword Immortal standing there.

How could Shen Ming care what they thought.

The next sword has already fallen.

Gather all the immortals from the sky and the land to resist the power of this sword, but they are still forced to retreat thousands of feet.

When the ghost king saw this, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

He is no match for Shen Ming now, because he has passed the throne to the young master of Ghost City, and the same strength has also been passed on to him.

Otherwise, how could it be impossible to defeat even Shen Ming.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the ghost king kept the green hills, not afraid of running out of firewood, and the day when the young master of the ghost town was born would be the day of Shen Ming's death.

Therefore, he turned around and was afraid.

Shen Ming snorted coldly.

The ghost king who fled was ignored.

The world is so big, how can he find a place to stay?
If he could escape for a while, but if he couldn't escape for a while, even if he escaped from the universe, Shen Ming would definitely kill him.

More and more people came.

They have already seen Shen Ming's almost terrifying talent, if they don't kill him as soon as possible now, who knows what kind of realm he will enter tomorrow.

Shen Ming never thought about it either.

Today's battle was extremely easy.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Now that you're here, let's all stay.

Shen Ming's long hair fluttered around, and those people in the Land of Gods and Wonderland were like a thin piece of paper.

A life can be harvested with just one sword strike.

Tens of thousands of long swords danced wildly.

Like a harvester, Shen Ming also seemed like a tireless war machine.

Before he knew it, a mountain of corpses had already risen under Shen Ming's feet.

They are afraid.

But they cannot return.

Because they knew that Shen Ming would never let them go.

Even if he leaves now, what he will get in return is endless pursuit.

Even if it is piled up, the devil must be piled up to death.

However, they seem to be forwards who are dying, and those real masters have never appeared.

Shen Ming didn't care.

The monks from Lingshan, under the banner of eliminating demons, came in a mighty way, but they were defeated in just a moment.

In Hidden Dragon City, hundreds of flying dragons swept across the sky.

But it turned into a rain of blood one after another.

At this moment, what Shen Ming revealed was invincibility.

The monstrous killing intent is like a long river.

For three days and three nights, the pouring rain also lasted for three days and three nights.

Blood flows into a river.

In the past three days and three nights, no one has ever been able to push Shen Ming back a step. Where is the king of the Four Square Thrones?

Why don't they come out and subdue this monster.

Shen Ming was already covered in blood.

He is tired.

He couldn't remember how many people had been killed in the past three days, but he only knew that there were people rushing up one after another.

Once fatigue appears.

Like tarsal maggots, lingering.

Shen Ming sighed, sure enough, people have an end.

(End of this chapter)