Chapter two hundred and forty seven world-shattering battle four
"Otherwise? Should we have any other expressions?"
"Isn't it just a battle between the monarchs? I've heard of it a long time ago."
"The battle we are paying attention to now, but I haven't even heard of it!"
The four old men of the Star Immortal Sect are also paying more and more attention to Chen Ming's battle. As for the Magic Tu and Zi Tianzang, they have fought a few times, just fight. I'm not unaware of it.
When Laojun from the Star Immortal Sect heard the latest news, a dark cloud flashed between his eyebrows, "The battle situation seems to be bad. It is said that the corpse poison on the corpse Jiuquan clone is covered with corpse poison. Chen Ming may have been infected with corpse poison!"
Laojun of Xueshan said: "Nothing big should happen. You should know that Chen Ming is the leader of Yanshan and is also a master of alchemy. Even if he does not have detoxification pills on his body, he must have the elders of his master!"
Laojun Tieyi also said, "Yes, don't forget that tens of thousands of alchemists in Yanshan have never appeared. Just like our sect, we old guys generally won't come forward. The background of tens of thousands of alchemists in Yanshan, behind Chen Ming, there must be elders from the master sect, and they will definitely give him detoxification pills!"
Demon Sect.
Wujiang had just heard about the fight between Chen Ming and Zi Jiuquan's clone. Wujiang looked at the white bone skeleton sitting in front of him and asked, "Your clone is being chased, don't you care?"
The White Bone Skeleton smiled and said, "I only have this clone left. If this clone is lost, it will be a real blind man."
Wujiang wanted to infer Chen Ming's strength from this battle and asked: "So how powerful is your clone?"
How could the White Bone Skeleton let Wujiang know his strength? If it is worse than Wujiang, how could Wujiang do his job for him? The White Bone Skeleton looked at Wujiang with a smile, but his words were extremely cold, "You can try it!"
Wujiang thought for a moment, and then said, "It seems that Chen Ming's strength is really inferior to the immortal!"
Wujiang naturally thought of more abacus, but it was impossible to tell the White Bone Skeleton.
Both of them have their own ulterior motives and it is impossible to tell each other what they really think.
The battle situation is still continuing. Many great kings know that if Chen Ming is defeated, then the evil immortal will bring endless disasters, a disaster that can destroy the entire continent, and their consequences for the battle situation will also be
It's more caring.
Countless practitioners were puzzled by the result of this battle, "We can't know the outcome of the battle as we wait and see!"
"Immortal Master Chen and Evil Immortal, don't know where they fought!"
"I have a plan. We can go to Yanshan. The disciples of Chen Xianshi must be very clear about Chen Xianshi's strength. It's better to go to Yanshan to ask!"
Countless practitioners thought this idea was good, so many practitioners came outside the sea of sand to ask the disciples of Yanshan.
Ling Xian also learned about the many cultivators who came to ask through the Silver Mirror Formation arranged by Chen Ming. He was also paying attention to Chen Ming's battle. His master and senior sister are fighting now!
He did not order someone to help Chen Ming. Chen Ming’s current battlefield is not something he can control, so what you can do now is to stabilize Yanshan.
Moreover, Chen Ming has always been a shelter from Yanshan, and there has never been a situation where Chen Ming has not protected them.
Ling Xian saw many practitioners outside the sea of sand, and also brought many registered disciples out to receive them. When Ling Xian and many registered disciples from Yanshan came, everyone was surprised, not because of anything else, but because among these registered disciples, there were actually thousands of kings!
What is this? A person's disciple has taught thousands of kings, and I have never heard of it. Thousands of kings in the ancient immortal sect must have taken advantage of it casually, but it is impossible to get the same subordinate. Who has time to teach so many disciples?
For a moment, everyone believed in Chen Ming's unfathomable strength!
Yanshan is really a very powerful sect!
Seeing Ling Xian in front of him, this immortal master and many practitioners also asked: "The Second Master of Yanshan, you should know that your master, the Lord of Yanshan, is he fighting against the immortals now?"
Ling Xian nodded slightly and said, "I naturally know this. Master has encountered this evil immortal before!"
Chen Mingzhen is sometimes not strict with his mouth. Ling Xian naturally knew about the news about the corpse and Jiuquan.
Someone asked: "The second sect leader of Yanshan, what do you think of the battle between the Lord of Yanshan and the Evil Immortal?"
Ling Xian looked into the distance, his eyes firmly, and said word by word: "My teacher will win."
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Many practitioners are more at ease at this moment. Ling Xian said so, so he must be somewhat sure!
However, the people from the Demon Sect jumped out at this moment and said in the Demon Realm: "What is my master who will win, but it's just a lie!"
"I won't hear that Chen Ming had been poisoned by corpse before, so he must be in his life!"
"I've been poisoned by corpse, but I still dare to speak out loud?"
Chen Ming didn't know that the entire continent was paying attention to this battle at this moment. Anyway, as long as he and Shi Jiuquan's clone hit, everyone ran away directly, so how could he know so much?
The clone of the sect Jiuquan was standing in front of a cave, looking at Chen Ming, and said with a strange smile: "I didn't want to touch this thing, but you forced me!"
The clone of Zi Jiuquan reached into the cave, and saw ghost energy flowing out continuously and gathering towards his body. "I have been peeking at this continent for thousands of years, how could I have no preparation?"
Endless ghost energy gathered towards the clone of Zi Jiuquan. Chen Ming could see that the danger index of Zi Jiuquan's clone was increasing!
The danger index, which had already fallen to 3,000, is now recovering again!
The clone of the scivius laughed and said, "This is the cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts. I have raised evil ghosts for thousands of years. Today, I will release them!"
Countless ghost shadows flew out from the cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and the whole world was in an instant darkness!
Darkness shrouded the earth, and with it, there were endless ghosts!
The plants on the ground began to decay and were filled with ghosts, the trees were dry, the rivers were dry, and the mountains collapsed!
If an invisible disaster is spreading!
Countless practitioners are fleeing, and this radius of hundreds of miles will become a ghost prison!
"What is this? It's changing in a radius of hundreds of miles, and the range of this change is still getting bigger!"
"Is this the immortal's method?"
"The immortal's methods are too terrible!"
"Everything is rotting, and it is dying!"
The clone of the sage Jiuquan looked at Chen Ming and laughed: "Death is an innate talent for every creature, and I am just helping you to open this talent!"
Chapter completed!