I play games in Xianxia world

Chapter 388
Naturally, they could also feel Shen Ming's tiredness.

Ants can also kill elephants. People who were already timid now feel the light of hope.

Shen Ming sighed.

These people in front of them were even a little excited when they faced him.

It's like a brave man slaying a dragon.

After going through untold hardships, he finally killed the dragon, as if he was doing a heroic feat.

However, all of this didn't have to happen, it started with greed and ended with life.

Shen Ming shook his head.

The crowd, like a wave, surged forward, and the immortals behind the Tianmen also rushed together.

Back then, Shen Ming put too much pressure on them.

That sentence.

Dare to ask the immortals in the sky, who dares to come to this world.

No one is left behind.

Lock the fairy gate.

Dare not to be born.

Now, he is back again, with an indomitable momentum.

Now, he is tired.

Isn't this the best opportunity?
Some truly strong men also waited for the opportunity to wait for Shen Ming's last moment.

Shen Ming knew that there were many, many people waiting secretly for the opportunity to kill with one strike.

They liken themselves to heroes, and slaying the evil dragon Shen Ming is a symbol of the hero's light.

Just like back then, there were many, many people who wanted to kill Xie Jianxian.

That is, a milestone standing in history.

Able to push.

He is history.

Shen Ming was hailed as the No.1 of the younger generation because he beheaded Xie Jianxian. However, in less than ten years, Shen Ming has already become the No.1 in this world.

At this moment.

At Shen Ming's feet was a high mountain piled with corpses.

He stood on the top of the mountain like this, but he was not as vigorous as he had imagined.

Instead, it was a bit tired.

There was a river of blood flowing under the mountain, causing waves to stir up.

Shen Ming waved the phoenix long sword expressionlessly, and one corpse after another fell down. Finally, Shen Ming no longer showed that invincibility, and began to have many wounds on his body, although they were not fatal.

But it's like a crack in the mirror.

Once it appears, it is out of control.

The rain of swords filled the sky and flew away, but the momentum of that time had long since disappeared.

Even so, those old monsters hiding behind still didn't rush to make a move, because they weren't sure if Shen Ming had any hole cards.

Ten days.

For ten days.

The color of the world changed after killing.

It was dark.

Wails are everywhere, and resentful spirits and dead souls are clustered.

Shen Ming's body was shaking.

It was at this time that they finally chose to take action. Those who really possessed the ability to destroy Shen Ming came from the sky at this moment.

There was also a ferocious smile on his face.

Speechless.

There are no words, only a heart to kill.

Shen Ming smiled and took a deep breath.

In an instant, the entire world was shaken without shaking, the sky was full of blood, and the killing intent swept across the world in an instant.

At this moment, the baby stopped crying, and those who were weak in strength stopped there.

It was as if time stood still.

But, it was Shen Ming's aura that made them unable to move.

Shen Ming raised his hand and looked at those people rushing forward. He had seen the faces of these people before.

It was those beings who were hunted by him like a fountain of bereavement before he left. Today, they will no longer escape, and have no chance to escape.

The aura emanating from Shen Ming's body.

Let them suffocate, turn around and want to escape.

But in the sky, a blood-red giant hand appeared.

It's like swatting a fly.

Smash them into pieces bit by bit.

Shen Ming touched the phoenix long sword, looked at those people left in the sky, he knew that it was time to end.

"This sword is named Wumi."

When these words were said again, everyone held their breaths. Back then, Feng Chen's famous sword that could hurt Xie Jianxian had now turned into a sword technique and appeared in Shen Ming's hands.

Shen Ming closed his eyes.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be spinning.

Long hair fluttering in the wind.

Holding a sword in one hand is beneficial to the sky and the earth, and the catkins are fluttering.

Shen Ming had been practicing this sword for a long, long time.

Finally, there is an opportunity that can be used.

The momentary youth burst out from the phoenix long sword.

Shock everyone.

After a moment.

A silence.

Everyone and everything within a radius of thousands of miles and more than five meters was destroyed.

No life.

Even those city walls turned into nothingness.

With Shen Ming at the center, there was no voice at all.

Those people who are just about to move are almost frightened.

How long can Shen Ming fight on the ground? They have sacrificed so many people, wanting to consume Shen Ming's physical strength, and then kill him with one blow, but why does he still have such a strong fighting power.

They dare not gamble.

Because if you lose the bet, you will die.

However, if he didn't gamble, would Shen Ming let himself go?
Thinking of that time, when chasing and killing the remnants of the Shen family, he was full of energy.

But now, they have fallen into endless terror.

Moreover, they knew better that if they couldn't kill Shen Ming this time, they might never have another chance in the future.

Shen Ming raised his eyebrows.

Faintly, he had some exorcism.

In today's world, he is almost invincible, and his cultivation at the first level of Immortal Realm is enough.

Even if it's not enough, no one is willing to provoke him, because they dare not.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

On the day when Shen Ming left, the pressure in his heart was too great. With his own strength, the immortals in the world dare not stop. Just ask how many people can do it in ancient and modern times.

Shen Ming today.

He even turned into a god of killing.

Let the sun and the moon turn upside down, black and white do not exist.

What's even more frightening is that until now, Shen Ming hasn't moved a single step.

No one can force him back a step, even half a step.

The world has become silent and no one is taking action.

And this moment.

Shen Ming also ignored the crowd, turned around, and looked at Chang'an.

He remembered the anxiety he felt when he killed someone for the first time.

Looked at the present again.

Just like what he said at that time, if you get used to it, you don't care.

Shen Ming stood at the highest place in the world, the mountain that he had piled up with his bones, he could pick the sun, the moon and the stars with his hands.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, under the feet are corpses one after another.

There are countless.

At the bottom of the mountain is an ocean.

A sea of ​​bright red blood.

On the plain, a high mountain is built to nourish an ocean.

Shocking.

But on Shen Ming's face, there was no smugness or high spirits on Shen Ming's face. Instead, he was deeply tired.

No one understands.

This tiredness.

Only Shen Ming knew that he was not physically tired, but mentally tired.

Struggling in this world, he just wants to live.

But there are always people, time and time again, who don't want him to live.

"My destiny is up to me, not to God." Shen Ming lowered his head and saw the Heavenly Palace in Zhongzhou, which was once the highest place in the world.

Something to look up to.

Now, it turned into looking down, Shen Ming sighed.

(End of this chapter)