Chen Ming broke the steel curtain in front of him with one finger and flew towards Emperor Iron Saw.

Emperor Tiesha was shocked to see Chen Ming so fiercely. At this moment, he was just thinking about running away and had no other thoughts.

Before Chen Ming was so powerful, any resistance was futile!

Emperor Tiesha used all his strength, but found that in front of him, a flower in the void was in full bloom.

The flower in the void is blooming, and what is exposed from it is a long black knife.

A long sword penetrated his belly and pierced his abdomen, and the blade penetrated from behind him.

Chen Ming held down Emperor Tiesha's shoulder, held the black knife turned into Duobao's umbrella in his right hand, and stabbed it out in three consecutive times.

Puchi!

Puchi!

Puchi!

Three consecutive swords, carrying three handfuls of blood flowers. At the wound, countless chains of the great way were broken, and the body of the Iron Sha Emperor began to collapse. The Iron Sha Emperor's eyes closed, and the only thing left was fear.

Chen Ming waved his hand casually to put the body of the Iron Sha Emperor into the storage ring. Then Chen Ming looked at the six fourth-level emperors in front of the hall and laughed: "Who else can stop me in this ghost world?"

"Today, I will kill all this ghost world without leaving any armor!"

"You guys, prepare to bear my anger!"

"I, I am infinite, will bring the entire Dark Temple abyss fear, and the most desperate sigh!"

All the fourth-level emperors showed fear in their eyes, and Chen Ming's invincible power made them feel desperate.

"What should we do?"

"Are our Dark Temple going to die today?"

"For the sake of this plan, we can only fight with our own lives!"

Chen Ming was about to teach these six fourth-level emperors a lesson when he saw the white-haired ghost jumping out of the hall and landing in front of the six fourth-level emperors. "Wuliang, your opponent is me, don't cause trouble for them!"

"I don't die for a day, so you can't destroy the Dark Hall!"

Chen Mingxin said that the script is wrong. Isn’t the real heroes come out to save the world after I, the big villain, knocked everyone down?

It’s time to cooperate with your performance, but you still can’t ignore it!

Chen Ming looked at the white-haired ghost with a smile and shouted, "What kind of waste are you?"

The white-haired ghost said seriously: "I, the white-haired ghost, is the dark temple, the new temple!"

Chen Ming laughed, "Hahahahaha, it turns out you are just the last sacred temple! Let me kill you with my own hands and create my unparalleled reputation!"

Chen Ming and the white-haired ghost were hedging, and the lightning was intertwined, and the six fourth-level emperors could only see the world shaken!

In the void, Chen Ming and the white-haired ghost broke out in an earth-shaking battle!

The two fought wildly in the void, using all kinds of tricks together, playing whatever tricks were wonderful. After three days of fighting, Chen Ming finally felt that he had almost done the role, so he pretended to make a mistake and was kicked away by a white-haired ghost!

Chen Ming covered his chest and looked at the white-haired ghost in the distance, "It turns out that you are more suitable for the authority of the sacred temple than the previous sacred temple! This authority is as consistent as if it was born for you!"

Chen Ming continued: "If I hadn't killed Chun Bu Lao and wasted too much energy in a row of battles, you would have died under my hands!"

"But even so, I am Wuliang and I would like to call you the strongest in the ghost world!"

"Look, next time, I will take off your head with my own hands!"

Flowers in the void were in full bloom. The next moment, Chen Ming's figure disappeared from the spot, and he no longer knew where he was going.

The white-haired ghost fell in front of the hall. He turned around and looked at the fourth-level emperor below the stage. He saw that all the emperors were kneeling down. Behind these emperors, countless evil ghosts knelt on their knees, "The darkness will last forever, and the temple will never be destroyed!"

"Let me wait, see the Holy Church!"

Three days ago, he killed his father with his own hands. Today, he was worshipped by thousands of people and became the lord of the world.

Looking back, there are vicissitudes of life.

He waved his hand, and all the evil ghosts stood up and looked at the white-haired ghost with earnest eyes. The white-haired ghost smiled slightly, "Today's hatred, I, a white-haired ghost, will avenge it sooner or later!"

He took a step and ascended the throne of the bones above the ten thousand ghosts, and ruled the world with the roars and cheers of the endless evil ghosts!

His eyes looked towards the direction of the Dayan world and said softly: "Although the heavens are big, you and me, one person is half."

After arranging the aftermath, the white-haired ghost walked into the hall alone. Before he could sit down on the seat, he heard a sentence in his ears.

That sentence represents supreme authority.

"God's illumination!"

"Destiny!"

The voice came from behind, and the white-haired ghost turned around and looked at Him behind him.

It was a fat man dressed in the service of a rich man. He smiled and looked at the white-haired ghost, revealing a piece of jade as dreamy as a dream in his hand.

"As agreed, the goods you want have arrived."

The white-haired ghost looked at the ghost merchant and asked, "Is this the goods I left behind in my previous life?"

Gui Shang smiled and said, "Yes, today is just lucky day, so I will give you a chance to draw."

The white-haired ghost stretched out his hand and held this piece of dream jade, but just now he felt the intimacy coming from the dream jade.

This is a magical artifact, a magical artifact that can turn one's authority into a lord-level authority!

A dice appeared in Gui Shang's hand, and then he asked with a smile: "Do you want a lottery?"

The white-haired ghost asked, "What is this dice?"

Gui Shang Yingying smiled, "This is your life!"

The white-haired ghost shook his head, showing a confused look.

The ghost merchant played with the dice in his hand and said, "You can understand it as a magical artifact comparable to the seventh-level authority."

Seventh-order authority, what is that?

The strongest under the Eight Pillar Gods?

Gui Shang looked at the surprised look of the white-haired ghost and thought it was particularly fun, and then said, "Don't think too much. This exquisite dice is the most useless one among the seventh-level artifacts. It is the one that has no use, and you can throw a point."

When the white-haired ghost heard this, he reached out to take the dice, and waved it to the top of his head ten feet high. Then, he asked, "This dice indicates his life?"

Gui Shang set his hands on his face and said seriously: "Yes, for ordinary people, its only use is to detect a person's luck. The larger the points, the better the luck."

"This dice can rarely be thrown more than a little. Well, you can understand that this dice can only be thrown a little."

The white-haired ghost asked, "What does this number mean?"

Gui Shang said: "Top two points, then your next attack will borrow strength from the long river of luck, double the power of your attack! Three points will become three times, four points will become four times!"

The dice fell, fell into pieces on the ground, and then disappeared.

The white-haired ghost was stunned and asked, "So, what about this situation?"

Gui Shang smiled and said, "In this case, only people who cannot be affected by luck will appear. Well, you should be the only one."

The white-haired ghost asked, "So, you don't want to give me anything at all. You just want to lend my hand and break this dice!"

The ghost merchant showed a professional smile, "Oh, I've been discovered!"

"But you can think of this too. Only you can break this dice. So, is it waiting for you to break it forever?"
Chapter completed!