~Date: ~October 07~

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His Highness Ming Ling has a firm will and uses great perseverance to drive away the idea of ​​surrender and walk out of it.

The battle of life and death, the brief loss of consciousness is undoubtedly a fatal factor. The clouds that opened the blessing of the great god of creation are like lightning, carrying the great power, penetrated the body of His Highness the Ming Ling, and a human-shaped hole appeared, with endless blood flowing.

"My heart, my heart..." His Highness Ming Ling cried like silk, his eyes were dissipated, and his face was filled with four incredible words.

That's right, when Yun Guo penetrated His Highness the body, he took his heart and caused irreparable damage to him.

The heart is the root of human beings. If you lose your heart, you can only wait for death.

His Highness Ming Ling lost his heart, was depressed, his eyes were dull, and he was dying, wandering on the verge of death.

"It's time to end!" Yun Guo said coldly, holding up the bloody heart of the millstone, a fire lotus rose and incinerated it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

His Highness Ming Ling's heart beat violently, trying to break free from Yun Guo's hand, but under the powerful restraint, its resistance was futile.

"No, I am the son of Hades, you can't kill me." His Highness the King Ling was scared. If he died, he would not be able to be resurrected. Now that his life is in the hands of others, His Highness the King Ling is like a defeated rooster, dejected, and there is no arrogant and majestic look.

"It's useless for your father to be Ming Gang. The only thing that violates the temple of gods is to die!" Yun Guo cut off the railway, his tone was unquestionable. When the thoughts moved, the fire lotus rose and the fire was burning loudly, making a crackling sound.

ah……

His Highness Ming Ling let out a heart-wrenching howl, rolling all over the ground with pain, causing three million bright red injuries. He could not use his heart in someone else's hands, and he could only wait to die.

"Please let me go, let me go..." His Highness Ming Ling put down his posture and began to beg for mercy. In the face of death, not many people dare to say that they are not afraid, especially those with stronger cultivation, who have the life of Shou and Tianqi, they are more afraid of death. Once they die, everything will be wasted.

Seeing Yun Guo indifferent, His Highness Ming Ling begged again, made a promise, and said, "I was wrong. As long as you let me go, I will definitely give you a generous reward."

"If you do something wrong and don't need to be punished, then the world is not in chaos." Yun Guo said lightly, unmoved.

ah!

A series of burning pains like burning fire came. His Highness Ming Ling grinned in pain, screaming in pain, his face was ferocious, his eyes glared, and his cold light shone, threatening: "No, if you kill me, my father will not let you go."

"No matter who it is, invading the Temple of the Gods, there is only one ending - death." Yun Guo's tone was cold, and he spread his right hand, and the fire lotus doubled, and the fire was rippling, which accelerated the burning of His Highness the Nether Ling's heart.

He was begging for mercy and threatened, but His Highness Ming Ling was desperate and regretted his dealings with Chi Ji Dalang and came to destroy the Temple of God. Now his life is almost gone.

"If you want to die, you must be buried with me! Blood sacrifice to the Ming Ling!" His Highness, the Queen of the Ming Ling roared hysterically and made a last try. Anyway, it would be better to sacrifice to yourself and bring a few people to the burial.

The Nether Fire was booming, the Nether Qi rolled, and with a bang, His Highness Ming Ling and his heart turned into blood mist, forming a Nether Qi again, emitting a vast demonic power and covering the world. Some players with weak defenses were broken one by one, flying flesh and blood, and the death was terrible.

What a powerful aura!

At this moment, the breath of His Highness the Emperor Ming Ling was nine times that of his heyday. It was as powerful as a dragon. During the breath, the demon god flew, his resentment surged, and his evil aura was soaring, making people tremble. Fortunately, this state can only exist for one minute, and as time comes, it dissipated between heaven and earth.

"You all are buried with you!" His Highness Ming Ling roared to the sky and rushed towards the clouds. He burst into a violent aura, using the most straightforward and killer attack - self-destruction.

"Everyone quickly retreat to the guild!" Yun Guo reacted quickly, and while retreating, he waved his life staff to protect the realm.

Back! Back! Back! Back! Back!

Whether it is the players of the Temple of Gods or the Tortoise Tortoise, they all flew back, fearing that they would be affected, and when they were afraid of being affected, they would hit layers of protective walls to reduce the damage caused by the self-destruction of His Highness the Netherworld. The power generated by the self-destruction of the level 300 King BSS is extraordinary, and it is not an exaggeration to destroy a star. Yun Guo, with a defense of nearly 130 million, had no confidence to resist.

boom!

With a loud bang, the earth trembled, the sky changed color, and the self-destruction of His Highness the Nether Spirit was even more terrifying than a meteorite hitting the earth. The explosion storm swept out, and wherever it passed, everything collapsed and returned to chaos.

Crack Crack Crack Crack…

The colorful guardrails cracked in response to the sound, unable to stop the explosion storm at all. They seemed to be fragile and broken in front of it, and they broke as soon as they touched it. The one hundred and two guardrails formed by clouds were no exception, and turned into nothingness in the explosion wave.

The terrible explosion storm continued to expand and extended towards the temple of the gods. Wherever they passed, nothing would exist anymore. This was a great disaster.

"Immortal Master, Pharaoh quickly gets the shield!" Wu Zifan frowned and gave an order. The million immortal masters and Pharaohs made a wall of light, condensed into colorful shields, protecting the front of the Temple of Gods, and welcoming the explosion storm.

boom!

The sound shook the nine heavens, the headquarters of the Temple of Gods shaking, the colorful shields were split into pieces, and millions of immortal masters and phrases vomited blood. Among them, more than 100,000 immortal masters and phrases, who were weak in defense, died and returned to the cemetery to report.

There are many people and great powers. The words of a great man of a generation are correct. Millions of immortal masters and pharaohs work together to resolve the explosion storm at the expense of 100,000 people. The temple of the gods is in danger.

The turtle turtle was in terror. The explosion storm flooded them, and they were shattered and flesh flew everywhere. Some of them didn't even leave their bones and were wiped out. It was a terrible sight. It was a loss of both the wife and the army.

Looking at the bruised earth, all kinds of spoiled spoils, Wu Zifan grinned and said, "The turtle is giving us equipment again."

At this time, a system prompt message rang in Yun Guo's ear: Because of your reason, His Highness the Emperor Ming Ling died. The King of Pluto was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. You should be more careful.

Yun Guo frowned. Now things are going on. The death of His Highness the King of the King has aroused the anger of the King. It’s okay to die by yourself. Don’t implicate your brothers and sisters.

The Big King is comparable to the existence of the Five Emperors. His cultivation is unfathomable. In the blink of an eye, the sky collapses, all things turn into ashes, and his means are in the sky. If the clouds pass by for a day, they will not be able to escape from the hands of such figures.

It seems that I want to become a god-level player as soon as possible, otherwise my situation will be very dangerous. Yun Guo knows that making enemies with Pluto is a destined thing, and there is nothing to regret or fear. If God gives Yun Guo another choice, he will still kill His Highness the Underworld.


Chapter completed!