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Two hundred and fifty-seventh chapter Beiming King

The pupils of the Poison Dragon unconsciously contracted. He could feel that the faint light emitted from Ming Ruo was also a magic similar to that of Kong Ming Jinglian in Luobei. When resisting the invisible power that Ming Ruo crushed towards him, the Poison Dragon felt that his magic power had dropped by 30% instantly!

But even if his own strength has dropped by 30%, the Poison Dragon Venerable was not afraid of Mingruo, because after all, he could withstand Mingruo's extremely powerful force, but his body was damaged again. But now Luo Bei has turned around.

The more gorgeous blush on Mingruo's face was reflected in the shrinking pupils of Venerable Poison Dragon.

This bright crimson red color is darker than the color just now, and it looks a little weird.

This already weird bright red color made Venerable Poison Dragon sure that his blow just now did cause Mingruo to suffer severe internal injuries, but why did Mingruo use her power without regard to her own damage?

At this moment, the heart of the Poison Dragon Master completely colded.

Although he couldn't understand why Mingruo did this, in the stalemate of the two people's powerful thoughts and the power of will, Venerable Poison Dragon touched Mingruo's thoughts.

Mingruo just wants to keep him and eliminate a strong opponent in the future for Luobei!

Crazy!

At this moment, Venerable Poison Dragon felt that Ming Ruo was completely crazy. How much does it cost to a practitioner to achieve such cultivation as Ming Ruo and Venerable Poison Dragon?

A person who has reached such a level of cultivation will allow the injuries in his body to be so severe that it is uncontrollable, just to help Luo Bei kill him?!

"laugh!"

A sword flower like a scorching sun straddled a hundred feet away and slashed on the body of the Poison Dragon Venerable like a meteor.

The black gem between the Venerable Poison Dragon's eyebrows flew out, blocking Luo Bei's blazing sword element for a moment, but at this moment, Venerable Poison Dragon's entire body shattered like crystals, and instantly turned into pieces and dissipated completely.

Under the joint attack of Luo Bei and Ming Ruo, although Venerable Poison Dragon used magic weapons to block Luo Bei's natal sword essence, the supreme power that had an overwhelming advantage in the instant of Ming Ruo crushed Venerable Poison Dragon into pieces and became dust. Venerable Poison Dragon was completely crushed and could not escape.

How has Venerable Poison Dragon reached its level of cultivation?

The power of the Poison Dragon Venerable has completely surpassed Yun Hezi. Even against Kuang Wuxin, Venerable Duan Long has the power to fight. This Jinguan national master, who is extremely respected in the world, is already at the same level as those of the ten major golden immortals in Kunlun, except Kuang Wuxin.

However, Nan Li Yue, who was in the hands of Haotian Mirror, and joined forces with Mingru to kill Luo Bei, who was the Venerable Venerable of the Poison Dragon, but he did not feel much complacent in his heart. What attracted all his attention was the amazingly gorgeous blush on Mingruo's face.

At this moment, only Luo Bei knew why Ming Ruo was urging her power without even caring about her own injuries, because the vitality in her body was passing away rapidly, and the injury worsened, which might be worse than the speed of the vitality in her body. From Luo Bei's silent eyes and the almost weird blush on Ming Ruo's face, Yun Yuan and Yan Hong seemed to feel something at the same time.

An extremely obscure and sad feeling instantly filled their hearts, but when they looked at Mingruo, Mingruo slowly stood up and said lightly to Luo Bei, "Qilianlian City is coming."

...

Qilianlian City is coming.

Although I don’t know how Ming Ruo knew this or why Ming Ruo suddenly said this, when Ming Ruo said this, Yun Yuan and others couldn’t help but pause, and there was an inexplicable feeling, as if the distant horizon was suddenly black, and something powerful and terrifying was coming.

Compared with most sects in the world, the news about Cihang Jingzhai, hidden in Dadongshan, is not very well-versed.

But even these disciples of Cihang Jingzhai knew that Qilianlian City had been meditating less than a hundred miles away from Zhaoyao Mountain for two years. During these two years, Zhaoyao Mountain had been silent, like a dead mountain, with no one entering or coming out.

On the cliff, there is a small pavilion. In the pavilion, a man wearing a linen blanket was quietly looking ahead.

The man looked very young, his hair was braided into a beautiful braid, and his whole body looked very clean and refreshing, but his face was too pale, with no trace of blood. He occasionally coughed violently, but his body was like an old man in his twilight years.

In front of him was a thick night, with several turquoise phosphorescent lights lit up, slowly floating in the thick gray fog.

The place covered by the faint green phosphorescence is a huge valley, with thick black water flowing everywhere. In the pool of black water accumulated, all kinds of things float or sink, and the color of gold and iron fragments, charred magic weapons and various corpses. There will always be one or two ugly monsters passing by the black water, making unpleasant screams.

In other places, it's still afternoon.

But it's already night here.

This man who seemed to be seriously ill and very weak was in the direction he looked at the painted black mountain in Qilianlian City that he had been sitting in for two years.

This place is Zhaoyao Mountain.

A middle-aged man in purple clothes walked out of the thick fog and slowly walked behind the young man in black linen and covered in linen blankets.

The middle-aged man in purple uniform also emitted an extremely powerful aura, and even the gray fog around him fluctuated. However, for some reason, in front of this young man who occasionally coughed violently but was as calm as water, he could not give people any sense of being arrogant.

It seems that no matter how powerful his power is, it will not have any impact on the young man.

The burly man in purple clothes with strong power on his body walked behind the young man and had not said anything, but the pale young man seemed to have known his purpose and asked calmly, "Hengdaoyuan, Qilianliancheng is gone?"

Hengdaoyuan!

This man in purple and gorgeous clothes turned out to be as famous as the Donghou Qingfu, the Xihou Hengdaoyuan among the four marquises of the mountain.

"King of Northern Ming"

After the Western Hou Heng Daoyuan nodded, he also uttered a name that was enough to shake the world. This young man in black robe, who looked serious and sick, and his body felt like an old man who was dying, was actually the King of Northern Ming, who stood at the top of Zhaoyao Mountain and was vaguely confronting Kunlun! In legend, the King of Northern Ming, who was even more famous than the top ten Golden Immortals in Kunlun, was such a person?

However, there is only one Northern Ming King in the world.

Apart from him, no one deserves to be called the King of the Northern Ming Dynasty.

After calling out the King of Northern Ming, Xihou Heng Daoyuan nodded and replied, "He should have left a day ago." After pausing, Xihou Heng Daoyuan said, "Yezhaonan has also left."

"Yezhaonan is going to leave after all." The King of Northern Ming glanced at Heng Daoyuan. He did not ask why Qilianliancheng and Yezhaonan left, and Heng Daoyuan did not explain. It seemed that both of them knew very well what reasons Qilianliancheng and Yezhaonan would leave.

"Luofu is the reason for his existence, just as Zhaoyaoshan is the reason for my existence." The King of Beiming put his hands in the blanket and suddenly asked Heng Daoyuan lightly, "Are those two people gone?"

"Those two people?" Heng Daoyuan was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, he remembered who the other two people were mentioned by the King of Northern Ming. He immediately shook his head, "Xuan Wuqi and Lin Hang have not received the news yet."

"Tell them. Anyway, Beihou and the others don't like them staying in Zhaoyao Mountain all the time, and they should know the news."

"What about us?" Heng Daoyuan looked at King Beiming and added, "We Zhaoyaoshan."

"Let's take a look first." The King of Northern Ming turned his head and still looked at the Black Water Valley, and said calmly.

"Look first?"

"Good. Take a look first."

King of Northern Ming, the only person who could make the final decision in Zhaoyao Mountain nodded again.

He knew that perhaps many people from Hengdaoyuan and Zhaoyaoshan would not understand his decision, and did not understand why Zhaoyaoshan did not take action to help Luofu's successors. Because after all, in a sense, Luofu is also an enemy of Kunlun. To establish a strong opponent for his opponent is equivalent to helping him.

However, many people from Hengdaoyuan and Zhaoyaoshan would not know that when the King of Northern Ming made this decision, his heart was filled with indescribable emotions.

He knew very well why the valley in front of him was like this.

In this valley, at least hundreds of Zhaoyao Mountain masters were buried. Qilianliancheng was not an easy person to deal with, and just like the reason why he allowed Qilianliancheng to wait outside Zhaoyao Mountain for two years, he knew very well that Qilianliancheng was also a boundary, a default boundary between Huang Wushen and him.

If he kills Qilianlian City, Huang Wushen may have killed Zhaoyao Mountain at all costs. If he does not kill Qilian City, Huang Wushen will not fight for great losses and will fight Zhaoyao Mountain for life and death. Even if the King of Northern Ming knew very well that such a day would come eventually. But as long as he does not cross this boundary, at least it will not happen in front of him.

If you help Luobei, there will be any major losses. The King of Ming Dynasty will not feel that Zhaoyaoshan can come again and will continue to exist at the cost of such a valley.

The King of Northern Ming decided to wait because he didn't know what kind of storm the Luofu would bring.

He didn't know how many people would go to Qilianlian City for Yuan Tianyi and Luofu, and become enemies with Kunlun.

If there is, if a force is formed that makes him feel worthy of his attack, then he will not cherish the power in his hands. If there is not, Zhao Yaoshan will not take action.

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