Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The colorful spells reflected each other, flowed and entangled freely in the mid-air, and all headed towards the little tiger demon Mingsha.

Even though the newly born little tiger demon Mingsha was extremely talented, he had never felt such terrifying power before. He was stunned on the spot for a moment, staring stupidly at the powerful spells of various colors, wrapped in mighty power, rushing towards him.

The realm of Taiyi Sanxian faces the realm of Daluo Sanxian. This is a huge gap in realms. If all these spells fall on the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha, they will definitely be blasted into a pile of slag and crushed to death. die.

The corner of Master Wuchao's mouth had already raised a smile of success, as if he had seen the miserable death of the little tiger demon Mingsha.

Various spells came with a bang, and they were less than three feet away from the little tiger demon Mingsha. In just the blink of an eye, they all bombarded the body of the little tiger demon Mingsha.

At this most critical moment, the little tiger demon Mingsha who stood there stupidly did not respond, but the blood of Pseudo Xuanming that had been integrated into his body began to move on its own, and the mighty power of the Witch Clan formed a circle in front of him. A phantom with a snake body and a human head.

The phantom with a snake body and a human head held an old spear. After a high-pitched roar, the spear started to dance in the hands of the phantom. The vast and powerful power of the witch clan hit the tip of the spear, and the spear He also suddenly looked forward.

呲呲呲--like the sound of a burning object made by a flame.

The spear pierced by the phantom actually penetrated all the incoming spells, blasting them into auras that filled the sky. The broken immortal energy turned into tiny particles and shot out in all directions. Rising high into the sky, it floated down again in an instant.

A blurry light rain suddenly fell in the sky, and tiny particles fell on Master Wuchao's face, reflecting his extremely cold expression.

Little Tiger Demon Mingsha just inherited the power of the Wu Clan, and was able to use Taiyi Sanxian level strength to rival Master Wuchao's infinitely powerful Daluo Sanxian realm. This result is really staggering.

The mist and rain fell, and a few drops fell into the eyes of the little tiger demon Mingsha. He couldn't help but trembled and shuddered. He came back to his senses in an instant and understood that the person in front of him was not his father's friend, but someone who wanted to put him aside. His mortal enemy!

"Bad guy!" The little tiger demon Ming shouted angrily, and then controlled the power of the witch bloodline in his body, mixed with the natural ghost tiger energy, and blasted a purple light and gray light towards Master Wuchao. shock wave.

Although it was the first time for Little Tiger Demon Mingsha to cast a spell, so he was not very skilled in the technique, he did possess the powerful blood of Pseudo-Xuanming. With the unique powerful energy of the Rain Ancestral Witch, he was able to destroy any form of magic. Spells turned into powerful moves.

This is exactly what happened. Facing the shock wave blasted by the little tiger demon Mingsha, Master Wuchao showed a rare solemn expression. He held the Zen staff and pointed it gently towards the void, and then moved it gently downwards. , a space crack was immediately torn open.

The powerful shock wave overturned the ground beneath their feet, scattering dust and dust all over the sky. The violent and chaotic demonic energy mixed with the power of the vast witch clan filled this small ancestral land space.

The gap in strength still existed after all. Although the shock wave was astonishingly powerful, in the process of rushing towards Master Wuchao, he was attracted by the space crack that was torn open in mid-air. He was sucked into it in the blink of an eye and disappeared in the blink of an eye. movement.

Master Wuchao kept moving and flipping his hands, forming seals one after another. Wisps of gray mist suddenly appeared around him. The moment he finished reciting the mantra, they gathered together to form a golden light. The shining word "诛".

"Extermination of evil orders!" Master Wuchao shouted, and after completing the seal with his hands, he pointed fiercely at the little tiger demon Mingsha in front of the spiritual platform.

Like a powerful holy text that suppresses all evil spirits, this golden word "诛" exudes a sacred and powerful aura. After Master Wuchao pointed his finger at the little tiger demon Mingshu, the word "诛" has become a universal symbol. His body trembled and he suddenly shot forward.

When the light of the divine order with the word "Zhu" shone on the face of the little tiger demon Mingsha, the hairs all over his body suddenly rose, and a strong sense of disgust inexplicably welled up in his heart. The power of the witch blood contained in his body, It was a strong crisis signal sent to him.

The little tiger demon Mingsha frowned and thought about it in his mind. He knew that he couldn't take the blow, so he quickly turned around and hid behind the spiritual platform.

The divine order with the word "诛" came with a bang, and arrived in front of the spiritual platform in the blink of an eye. When the divine order with the word "诛" was about to fall quickly and hit the little tiger demon Mingsha, a strange scene appeared.

The divine order with the word "Zhu" hovered in the air an inch away from the spiritual platform. It was shaking violently with an astonishingly high frequency, constantly making a harsh buzzing sound. The overflowing sacred golden light was also flickering on and off at this moment, as if It's like being affected by something.

"There is something strange about the spiritual platform!" Master Wuchao's eyes were focused, and his eyes were filled with stars. Through the faint light emitted from outside the spiritual platform, he discovered that there was a simple spherical object inside the spiritual platform.

"What the hell is this?!" Master Wuchao asked in surprise.

The little tiger demon Mingsha hiding behind the spiritual platform made some movement at this moment.

I saw him opening his mouth wide, and a bead glowing with blood emerged from his throat. He put his hand into his mouth, took out the bead, and poured in the power of the Witch Clan and the unique purple thunder light of the Minghu Clan. The demonic energy was immediately thrown towards Master Wuchao.

The blood bead, wrapped in the power of the witch clan and the purple thunder demonic energy, turned into a divine shadow entwined with three-color light. At an extremely fast speed that was difficult to capture, it drew a series of afterimages in the air, heading towards Master Wuchao. Fly away at top speed.

Master Wuchao had no time to think about the strange objects in the spiritual platform. He quickly chanted a mantra, set up a barrier in front of him, and stretched out the Zen staff in his hand, intending to knock down the blood beads in mid-air!

Huh - it's like an inaudible sound of wind passing by.

The collision sound that Master Wuchao imagined did not sound.

The blood droplet actually bypassed the interception of the Zen staff and penetrated the protection of the barrier in the lightning and flint. Under the horrified gaze of Master Wuchao, it pierced through his chest and blasted his heart into fuzzy flesh. Scum.

Master Wuchao felt his body go limp, he lost his autonomy, and his whole body collapsed backwards.

Upon seeing this, the little tiger demon Mingsha popped his head out from behind the spiritual platform. With a pair of immature hands, he pulled at the bottom of the spiritual platform. His eyes were fixed on Master Wuchao who was lying on the ground, as if he were dead.