Peerless Demonic Lord Chapter 1190: The New Force of Chaos Domain·Mingdian

"Guru...!"

Staring at the supposedly luxurious house in front of me, but at this time it is like ruins, with tiles and rocks scattered all over the ground. Only a few of the walls that are still intact are graffitied with various humiliating patterns. , Qin Shi's dry throat rolled, and the fist and heart burst into flames and creaked.

"How could it be changed like this...!" Qin Shi muttered in his heart in disbelief. By coincidence, a chaotic disciple walked by his side. He restrained himself hard, took a deep breath, and asked: "Brother, what happened here? How could this house become like this?"

"You don't even know about this? Are you new here?" The disciple asked in surprise.

&nbs{Pig}Pig Island{小} said 3.zhu; Qin Shi nodded: "Well, my brother is qualified to enter a district."

"No wonder." The disciple became arrogant, and smiled like a senior senior: "Although districts one to five are considered Outland, this district is different from the other four districts. Outland is really strong. All of them are here, but since you can enter the first zone, you must have some skills. Otherwise, you will follow me in the future. There are many things you don't know about this zone."

"Hehe, that's natural. The younger brother will rely on the older brother to cover me in the future." Qin Shi sneered in his heart and shook his head, his face still innocent and dazed, and said: "By the way, big brother, what is this house? What's the matter?"

"Hey, it’s all tears when I say it. I don’t know exactly what happened, but this house became like this after the conclusion of God’s Domain. After the conclusion of God’s Domain, a new force suddenly appeared in a district. This force has grown rapidly, even stronger than the original creation group and Wumeng. This is what that force did." The disciple shook his head regretfully: "Tell me, a good mansion, it just turned into ruins. Up."

Qin Shi frowned: "What kind of power is actually stronger than the Creation Group and the Wumeng?"

"I don't know, this force is named Mingdian."

"Mingdian?" From the name alone, Qin Shi subconsciously thought of the Ming group, and secretly said: "Is it a member of the Ming group?"

"It shouldn't be the case. Ming Zu is all fiends, and they rarely live in the crowd. However, it is not ruled out that it is a puppet force created by Ming Zu. After all, this chaos and Ming Zu have inextricably linked relations. "Evil Spirit said.

Qin Shi heard this, his black eyes sank fiercely. If it is really a puppet force of the Ming group, this chaos is too blatant, right?

"Then why is this Ming Palace destroyed here?"

"This is a long story. Although this palace is powerful, it rarely intervenes in foreign affairs. Everything they do is full of pertinence."

"Target? For what?" Qin Shi asked hurriedly.

"It was our disciple who defected from the chaos two years ago: Qin Shi! Since the conclusion of God's Domain, all the disciples or forces related to the word Qin Shi have all been swept away by this palace, among them... The same is true for Wumeng."

"Sure enough!"

A flash of anger rushed into the crown, and Qin Shi's black eyes flashed sharply.

"This Ming Palace does this kind of thing, don't you care about chaos?"

"What do you care? I heard that there are experts from the inner domain in this palace, and the fog alliance is the thorn in the eyes of the chaos. It is good if the chaos does not help them." The disciple waved his hand indifferently: " Who asked Wumeng to help that traitor? Under the world, people who know the current affairs are brilliant, even in the chaos."

Slightly disgust flashed in Qin Shi's eyes: "It's really a world of white clouds and dogs."

"There is no way, because of what Chen did, Chaos has already hated you to the bone, and in order to show his sincereness to the Ming group, Chaos will not take action to stop this Ming Palace." Evil Spirit laughed mockingly: "This is the way to survive."

Qin Shi unwavebering squeezed his fist, he said coldly: "No matter what it is, Chaosland really irritated me this time, and I encountered my inverse scale..."

Evil Spirit was slightly startled. This time Qin Shi did not rush into the crown as usual, but displayed extremely indifferent, but it was this indifference that made him feel terrified. Suddenly, he thought of a word...Long Zhi Nilin, touched and died, smiled bitterly: "This time the chaos is really going to be bad luck."

"Brother, ask, how is the Wumeng now?"

"Fog League?" The disciple looked at Qin Shi in a daze, looking around, seeing that there was no one around, only cautious and solemn said: "Little brother, it’s not the elder brother who said you, the elder brother kindly persuades you, you are the most Fortunately, don’t get involved with the Wumeng now. Although the Wumeng was once the largest power in the Outland, now that the trees have fallen and the hunger is scattered, there are no more than a hundred members in the Wumeng. Good end."

"I'm just curious to ask." Qin Shi asked, enduring the fire in his heart.

"Ask? It's good to say that the current remnants of the Wumeng have been expelled from the fifth district, and they are all in the Desolate Beast mountain range, and they are just lingering. I heard that the people in Mingdian are still searching for them. It."

"Where is the owner of this house?"

"Following Wumeng to escape to the Desolate Beast mountain range."

"Thanks a lot." Qin Shi clenched jaw, no more nonsense with one more word, and turned around and leaped towards the Desolate Beast mountain range in Outland.

Seeing that Qin Shi left, the disciple couldn't help being stunned. After a while, he recovered and chased up: "I said, brother, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you? Who is the current Wu League? If you are unlucky, I advise you not to join in the fun."

Qin Shi paused, turned around and smiled suddenly: "Then do you know who I am?"

"Huh?" The disciple was stunned: "Who are you? Aren't you just a young disciple of Outland who just entered a district?"

Qin Shi smiled faintly and shook his head: "As far as you are concerned, it may be more troublesome if you touch me than if you touch Wumeng."

"What do you mean?"

"Because, I am your disciple who defected two years ago."

"Wh, what?" The disciple was stunned, until Qin Shi walked away, he didn't recover, and finally swallowed fiercely, "He, he is Qin Shi?"

Suddenly, this disciple thought of his conversation with Qin Shi just now, and even pretended to be a senior, his eyes twitched.

Leaving Outland, Qin Shi straddled the horse along the way. His figure swept through the clouds like a violent wind, passing by many Outland disciples, and even these disciples did not react at all.

Shoo!

On the periphery of the five districts, a broken wind swept past several disciples. Many disciples were shocked and slapped their tongues in a daze: "Gang, what happened just now? How do I feel Did you see someone's shadow passing by?"

"Impossible? You must be wrong. How could that speed be human, it must be wind."

The disciples shook their heads.

"Forget it, don't think about it, but have you heard that? Today Mingdian went out to search for the mountain again."

"I went to search the mountain again?" All the disciples approached curiously, and said: "Isn't the Wumeng going to be unlucky?"

"Sure, I heard that Mingdian issued an order to completely strangle the Wumeng before the rune-magic contest four days later, and leave no one to live!"

"Hey, the good Wumeng, it was destroyed like this, but it's a pity to think about it."

"No way, who made them have something to do with the original Qin Shi? As a result, they are now soaring. Don’t say the champion of God’s Domain. I heard that this time they will come to our chaotic domain to participate in the Rune Contest. Ever the life and death of Wumeng?"

"Human heart." The disciple shook his head: "Let's go and see, I heard that many disciples have been onlookers. The Desolate Beast mountain range has been surrounded by water."

"Well, let's go, how to say Wumeng was once the king of Outland."

……

Outland, Desolate Beast mountain range.

There are tens of millions of disciples watching.

Among the disciples, there is a row of uniformly dressed disciples with blood cloud embroidery on the neckline. This group of disciples is complexion fortitude, and each hand has Profound weapon artifacts, and unwavebering seals the Desolate Beast mountain range.

"I don't know what's going on inside."

The disciples on the periphery stood on tiptoes and stretched out their necks to keep looking.

"Look, the disciple who enters the mountain in Mingdian is coming out!" Suddenly, a disciple roared, causing an uproar among the crowds, and the crowd turned towards the entrance of the Desolate Beast mountain range.

From the Desolate Beast mountain range, dozens of disciples slowly walked out. Behind them, there was a row of prisoners bound by golden chains. All of these prisoners were scarred and scarred. The leader was Fu Jun.

Behind Fu Jun, You Qing, Dunhuang, Ye Ling, Shen Fengchun, a hundred or so people, were all arrested, and the fat man Ningyu followed at the back of the team with a sad face.

The waiting army and others were all taken out of the Desolate Beast mountain range. From a corner of Mingdian, a handsome middle-aged man stepped forward. This man showed a strong aura up and down, and the light waved from the surrounding spiritual power It seems that there is a peak of nine days, this kind of strength, looking at it two years ago, in Outland, no one can stop it, and only the elder can have it.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Fu Jun~ IndoMTL.com~ You really made me look for these three months, how about it? How do you feel like sitting on the ground?"

Fu Jun glanced at the middle-aged man: "Bah!"

A spit and spray directly on the middle-aged man's face, his complexion suddenly became gloomy, and the disciple beside him quickly stepped forward and said: "Brother Moyang!"

The other person stared at Fu Jun. In a boxing, Fu Jun’s lower abdomen, if placed in a normal way, this strength might not hurt Fu Jun, but at this time, Fu Jun was very scarred and extremely weak. Punch directly let him spray bleeding.

"Smelly boy, dare to make trouble when you die, I'll give you a happy one now!" After a punch, the disciple didn't intend to stop, and he drew out the saber from his waist and wanted to charge. Fu Jun's heart pierced.

"Stop!" Mo Yang reached out his hand to stop the disciple, wiped the spit on his face, not to accept as correct smiled, and said: "Fu Jun, you are quite hard, but don't worry, I see you pay How long can it take? Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so soon. Isn’t the Wumeng all your hard work? I will let you watch slowly, how I crushed and crushed your Wumeng Disciples, one by one, slowly tortured to death."