Hundreds of miles away.
Yang Kong True Qi boiled all over.
Earth Realm The pressure of the strong is released without reservation.
He just tried his best to resist He Yuan's vicious blood attack, forcibly tore through the space blockade, and left the battlefield.
He Yuan is not in pursuit.
That crazy woman's purpose is just to delay.
Yang Kong's heart keeps sinking.
Time has dragged on for too long.
He played out the worst-case scenario in his mind.
Lu Cang has probably encountered something unexpected.
That insidious guy Liu Ming must have made such a big noise to attack Earth Realm.
Once Liu Ming succeeds, Tiannan Commandery will face disaster.
And the new guy named Su Yu.
If the three Mystic Realm's peerless geniuses were to die here, he Yang Kong would be blamed for his death.
Thinking of this, Yang Kong burned his blood again.
The speed increased sharply.
The mountains and rivers quickly receded beneath my feet.
He was ready to die together.
Even if I risk my life, I will drag Liu Ming to die with me.
The outline of Poison Miasma Valley appears at the end of the field of view.
There is no overwhelming resentment.
There is no bloody light curtain.
Even the poisonous miasma that has shrouded the valley all year round has completely disappeared.
Yang Kong lowers his body.
The air was filled with a strong burnt smell and the residual aura of destruction from Law of Thunder.
He landed on a cliff and looked down at the entire valley.
The ground is full of scorched earth.
There were wreckage shattered by thunder and pools of unrecognizable flesh and blood everywhere.
Lu Cang was sitting paralyzed under a dead tree, his armor was shattered, his breath was weak, but he was still alive.
Yang Kong The hanging heart is half relieved.
Then, he saw the scene in the center of the valley.
A young man wearing a black Demon Suppression Guard uniform was squeezing the neck of a Mystic Realm Sixth Level protector with one hand.
The protector kicked his legs wildly and grabbed the young man's arm with both hands, but he couldn't move it at all.
The young man's fingers moved slightly.
Click.
Broken neck bones.
The protector's head hung limply.
[Ding! Kill Mystic Realm Sixth Level warrior, reward Slaughter Points: 25000!]
Su Yu threw the body aside casually.
There was not a single Demon God Cult believer standing in the valley.
Yang Kong stood on the cliff, his breathing stagnant.
He did not sense the breath of Liu Ming.
Liu Ming of the Half-Step Earth Realm is missing.
The entire Poison Miasma Valley was completely cleared.
The aura on that young man's body was so steady that there was no ripple at all.
Body-Tempering Mystic Realm.
Qi Refinement Mystic Realm.
Spirit-Refining Mystic Realm.
Cao Yue is not exaggerating.
They are really fellow practitioners of the three paths, and they all stepped into the Mystic Realm.
Yang Kong has lived for one hundred and thirty-seven years and has seen countless geniuses.
But the picture in front of him completely shattered his cognitive framework.
An eighteen-year-old boy single-handedly destroyed Demon God Cult's stronghold and rescued Lu Cang of Mystic Realm Ninth Level.
The remaining aura of purple and gold thunder made even him, a strong Earth Realm, fearful.
Yang Kong jumped off the cliff.
When his feet landed on the ground, they crushed a piece of charred bone, making a crisp sound.
Su Yu Hearing the noise, he turned around.
There were a few drops of dark red blood on the black uniform.
Purple-black arcs danced on his fingertips, making a subtle crackling sound.
Yang Kong looked at Su Yu, his Adam's apple rolling, and he was about to ask.
Su Yu raised his right hand, the dark golden Prison-Suppressing True Intent gathered in the palm of his hand, and pressed it fiercely against a charred boulder beside him.
The boulder did not make the expected explosion sound under the palm of Su Yu.
Instead, Soundless collapses and decomposes without interest.
Dark golden Prison-Suppressing True Intent spread from his palm, and the charred boulder was penetrated by an irresistible will. It began to disintegrate from its internal structure and turned into a handful of fine black powder, which fell rustlingly.
At the moment when the boulder was completely annihilated, an invisible but extremely vicious blood-colored thread struggled out of it, trying to escape into the void.
That was the last trace of revenge left by Liu Ming in Divine Soul Blood Curse.
Su Yu didn't look at it.
He just raised his eyelids, and the Purple-Gold Prison-Suppressing Platform in the sea of consciousness shook slightly.
The bloody thread suddenly solidified in mid-air, letting out an invisible shrill scream, and then was crushed on the spot by a wave of Senluo's will falling from the sky, completely turning into nothingness.
After doing all this, Su Yu took back his hand, as if he had just brushed off a little dust.
On the cliff, Yang Kong has a panoramic view of it all.
For the first time, uncontrollable horror appeared on his majestic face.
As a strong Earth Realm, his perception of the soul is extremely sharp.
He could clearly detect the extremely sinister remnant soul mark of Liu Ming hidden in that stone.
Even for him, it would take a lot of effort to completely eliminate that thing. If you are not careful, being contaminated by it will cause a lot of trouble to the soul.
Available Su Yu...
He just pressed his palm and took a look.
That brand is gone.
Being directly ruled and erased from the rule level by a more domineering and purer will.
Yang Kong's heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, several muffled groans came from the other side of the valley.
Lu Cang struggled to stand up from under the tree. Commandant Hu, Commandant Shen and others beside him also dragged their broken bodies and bowed staggeringly.
"Lord Commander!"
Their voices were hoarse, but they were full of excitement and heartfelt awe after the disaster.
Yang Kong did not respond to them immediately.
All his attention fell on the young man who slowly turned around.
He jumped down from the cliff and landed quietly ten steps away from Su Yu.
"Liu Ming's soul curse?"
Yang Kong gets straight to the point, with a deep voice, and every word carries the weight of a strong Earth Realm.
Su Yu glanced at him calmly and nodded gently.
"A backup plan has been solved."
After receiving a positive reply, Yang Kong fell silent.
Solved.
It's such an understatement.
He looked at the young man in front of him again.
Qi and blood are like dragons, muscles and bones are like iron, this is Body-Tempering Mystic Realm.
Spiritual Qi is restrained and resonates with heaven and earth. This is Qi Refinement Mystic Realm.
And the method of erasing the soul curse with one glance just now... the concentration and dominance of the soul's will even made him feel a little palpitated.
Three ways Mystic Realm!
An eighteen-year-old, three-way monster who entered Mystic Realm!
Yang Kong has lived for one hundred and thirty-seven years and boasts that he is used to seeing wind and waves. But at this moment, his heart, which had been calm for a long time, stirred up huge waves.
Great Qin has been a country for thousands of years, but there has never been such a monster!
He suddenly remembered the communication he had with Mr. Wang Du.
"Such a unicorn should not be trapped in the shallows."
He didn't fully understand it at the time.
At this moment, he understood.
This is not Qilin'er.
This is a real dragon!
A real dragon crossing the river that can shake up the world!
And Tiannan Commandery, this small pond, really cannot keep him.