Luo Fu Chapter 257: King of Northern Ming Dynasty

Chapter 257 Beiming King

The pupils of Venerable Poison Dragon contracted unconsciously. He could feel that the faint brilliance emanating from Mingruo's body was similar to that of Kongming Jinglian in Luobei. When he crushed the invisible force, Venerable Dulong felt that his magic power dropped by 30% in an instant!

But even if his own strength has dropped by 30%, Venerable Dulong is not afraid of Mingruo, because after all, he can withstand Mingruo's extremely powerful power, and his body will only be damaged again. But now Luobei has turned around.

The contracted pupils of Venerable Poison Dragon reflected the brighter blush on Ming Ruo's face.

This gorgeous crimson is deeper than the color just now, and it looks a little bit strange.

This already somewhat bewildering bright red makes Venerable Poison Dragon certain that Ming Ruo suffered serious internal injuries from his blow just now, but why did Ming Ruo cast her heartily regardless of her own damage? the power of?

At this moment Venerable Poison Dragon's heart completely cooled down.

Although he couldn't figure out why Mingruo would do this at all, Venerable Poison Dragon touched Mingruo's mind in the stalemate of two people's powerful thoughts and willpower.

Mingruo just wants to keep him and eliminate a future powerful opponent for Luobei!

Crazy!

At this moment Venerable Poison Dragon felt that Ming Ruo was completely crazy. How much would a cultivator have to pay to cultivate to the level of Mingruo and Venerable Dulong?

A person who has cultivated to such a degree will let the injuries in his body become unmanageable, just to help Luo Bei kill himself? !

"Chick!"

A sword glow like a scorching sun spanned a distance of hundreds of feet, and fell on Venerable Poison Dragon like a shooting star.

The black gemstone between Venerable Poison Dragon's eyebrows flew out, blocking Luobei's blazing natal sword energy for a while, but at this moment, Venerable Poison Dragon's entire body shuddered It shattered like a crystal, and instantly shattered into pieces, dissipating completely.

Under the joint attack of Luobei and Mingruo, although Venerable Dulong blocked Luobei's natal sword with a magic weapon, Mingruo exuded the supreme power that instantly occupied an overwhelming sexual advantage He crushed Venerable Poison Dragon into pieces and turned into dust. Venerable Poison Dragon and Yuanying were completely crushed, and he was unable to escape.

What is the cultivation base of Venerable Poison Dragon?

The power of Venerable Poison Dragon has completely surpassed Yun Hezi, even if he has no intention of facing Shang Kuang, Venerable Poison Dragon can still fight. This extremely respected Golden Tent Master in the world is already at the same level as the Kunlun Ten Golden Immortals, except for Kuang Wuxin.

However, in one fell swoop, he severely injured Nanli Yue, who was in Haotian Mirror's hand, and Luobei, who joined forces with Mingruo to kill Venerable Poison Dragon, did not feel much complacency in his heart at all. What attracted all his attention was The blush on Ming Ruo's face was astonishingly gorgeous.

At this moment, only Luobei knows why Mingruo is urging her strength without hesitation at all about her own injury, because the vitality in her body is already disappearing quickly, and her injury is getting worse, causing her body to collapse. The speed may not be as fast as the speed of life in her body. From Luo Bei's silent eyes and Ming Ruo's almost bewitching blush, Yun Yuan and Yan Hong seemed to feel something at the same time.

An extremely ominous and sad feeling filled their hearts instantly, but when they looked at Mingruo, Mingruo stood up slowly, and said to Luobei faintly, " Qilian City is coming."

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Qilian City is coming.

Although I don't know how Mingruo knew this, or why Mingruo said this sentence suddenly, when Mingruo said this sentence, Yunyuan and the others couldn't help but pause their breaths. There was an inexplicable feeling, as if the distant sky was suddenly dark, and something powerful and terrifying was coming.

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

But even these disciples of Cihang Jingzhai know that Qilian Liancheng has been meditating for two years less than a hundred miles away from Zhaoyao Mountain, and during these two years, Zhaoyao Mountain has been silent, as if Like a dead mountain, no one goes in and no one comes out.

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

This man looks very young, his hair is braided into a beautiful braid, and he looks very clean and refreshing, but his complexion is too pale, with a trace of blood 』None, and occasionally he coughed violently, but his body was like an old man in his dying years.

In front of him was a thick night, with a few points of emerald phosphorescence lighting up, slowly floating in the gray fog.

The place shrouded by the faint green phosphorescence is a huge valley, with thick black water flowing everywhere, and all kinds of things or Floating or sinking, gold and iron fragments whose color cannot be seen clearly, charred remains of magic weapons, and various bones. From time to time, there will be one or two ugly monsters passing through the black water, making ugly hissing sounds.

In other places, it is still afternoon at this time.

But here, it is already night.

This man, who seems to be seriously ill and physically weak, is looking in the direction of the pitch-black mountain where Qilian City has been sitting for two years.

This place is Mount Swagger.

A middle-aged man in a purple costume came out of the thick fog, and slowly walked behind this young man in a black linen suit and a sackcloth blanket.

This middle-aged man in purple costume also exuded an unusually powerful aura, and even the surrounding gray mist fluctuated, but for some reason, in this man He coughed violently from time to time, but in front of the young man who was as calm as water, he couldn't give people any sense of aloofness.

It seems that no matter how powerful he is, he can't have any influence on this young man.

The burly man in purple costume exuding a strong power walked behind the young man and hadn't said anything yet, but the pale young man seemed to know his intentions The reason for coming, asked calmly like water, "Heng Daoyuan, Qilian City is gone?"

Heng Daoyuan!

This man in the purple costume turned out to be as famous as Donghou Qingbat, Xihou Heng Daoyuan among the four princes of Zhaoyao Mountain.

"North Ming King"

After Xihou Heng Daoyuan nodded, he spit out another name that could shake the world. This young man in black sackcloth, who looked seriously ill, and whose body gave the impression of an old man in his dying years, turned out to be the King of Beiming standing on the top of Mount Zhaoyao, faintly contending with Kunlun! According to the legend, King Beiming, who was even more prestigious than the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun, was such a person?

However, there is only one Beiming King in the whole world.

Besides him, there is no one worthy to be called the King of Beiming.

After calling the King of Beiming, Xihou Heng Daoyuan nodded and replied: "He should have left a day ago." After a pause, Xihou Heng Daoyuan said again: "Ye Zhaonan also left Already."

"Ye Zhaonan is going to leave after all." Beiming Wang glanced at Heng Daoyuan. He didn't ask why Qilian Liancheng and Ye Zhaonan left, and Heng Daoyuan didn't explain. It seemed that both of them knew Qi Lianlian very well. Why would Cheng and Ye Zhaonan leave?

"Luofu is the reason for his existence, just like Zhaoyao Mountain is the reason for my existence." King Beiming put his hands in the blanket and asked Heng Daoyuan suddenly, "Those two people left Is it?"

"Those two people?" Heng Daoyuan was startled, and after thinking for a while, he remembered who the other two people were mentioned by King Beiming. He immediately shook his head, "Xuan Wuqi and Lin Hang haven't received message."

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

"What about us?" Heng Daoyuan looked at King Bei Ming and added, "We are Zhao Yaoshan."

"Let's take a look first." King Beiming turned his head away, still looking at the black water valley, and said calmly.

"Look first?"

"Good. Let's take a look."

King Beiming, the only person in Zhaoyao Mountain who can make the final decision, nodded again.

He knew that perhaps many people in Heng Daoyuan and Zhaoyaoshan would not understand his decision, why Zhaoyaoshan did not help Luo Fu's successor. Because after all, in a sense, Luo Fu is also the enemy of Kunlun, and setting up a strong opponent for the opponent ~IndoMTL.com~ is equivalent to helping oneself.

However, Heng Daoyuan and many people in Zhaoyao Mountain did not know that when King Beiming made this decision, his heart was also full of inexplicable emotions.

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

In this valley, at least a hundred masters of Zhao Yaoshan were buried. Qi Lian Liancheng is not an easy person to deal with, and just like the reason why he allowed Qi Lian Liancheng to wait outside Zhaoyao Mountain for two years, he is very clear that Qi Lian Liancheng is also a boundary, a tacit agreement between Huang Wushen and him. limit.

If he killed Qilian Liancheng, Huang Wushen might destroy Zhaoyao Mountain at any cost. And if he didn't kill Qilian Liancheng, Huang Wushen wouldn't fight Zhaoyaoshan at great cost, even though King Beiming knew that such a day would come eventually. But as long as this line is not crossed, at least not in front of the eyes.

If there is a big loss to help Luobei, King Beiming doesn't think that Zhaoyao Mountain can come again and survive at the price of such a valley.

Bei Ming Wang decided to wait, because he didn't know what kind of storms would be stirred up in Luofu now.

He didn't know how many people would fight against Qilian City and Kunlun for the sake of Yuan Tianyi and Luofu.

If there is, if he has formed a power that makes him feel worth shooting, then he will not cherish the power in his hand. If not, then Zhao Yaoshan would not make a move.

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In the dense night, the figure of King Beiming appeared lonely and cold.