Chapter 1455: Chapter 1455: Let’s see just how strong you really are!
Long Tian also withdrew his focus and sighed heavily. The opponent was actually at the peak of the Divine Emperor. As for that naless young man, he was rely a Divine King. It was truly unknown if he could still return alive.
“Will big brother be alright?” Lingfeng asked, supporting his mother and following at the very end of the group, deeply concerned.
“Of course, he won’t!” Thunderbolt said with a laugh. What was the peak of the Divine Emperor? Their Master always had a way to eliminate his opponents.
Ming Su’s entire body was now clad in Silver Armor, with complex and profound runes flowing slowly over it. This was the luster only battle armor transford from ancient bloodline beasts possessed, with a defense unreachable by ordinary magical beasts of the sa level.
He activated his divine power, covering the string of beads in his hand. Suddenly, the beads emitted bursts of black mist, with poison perating the air. The thirty-six beads, transford from the skulls of Rift Land Dragon younglings, scattered. Sixteen surrounded Ming Su, while the other twenty transford into a scimitar, flickering ominously, drawing looks like falling into an abyss. The imnse energy contained within made the four won to the east, west, south, and north retreat three miles away in unison.
“Beiting Huang, who would have thought that that fool Ming would die by your hand, even severing a thread of Ming Xiu’s Divine Sense Soul Power! Now, let see just how strong you really are!”
After saying this, the scimitar ford from the beads in his hand started to thunder and fight to break free from his palm. A wave of overwhelming montum was brewing, and even Ming Su could not control it. His grip relaxed, and the scimitar, like a wild horse breaking loose, charged toward Beiting Huang. Black poisonous fog diffused, even causing the passing air to crackle, shooting out black sparks.
The blade’s light split the ground; along its path, a finger-wide fissure savagely appeared, nearly a hundred ters across. All grass and wildflowers along the fissure withered away, turning to ash, all corroded by the poison.
It was simply too powerful!
Witnessing this scene, fear deeply erged in the eyes of the four won to the east, west, south, and north. They all covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, acutely aware that even the slightest contact would lead to instant death.
Beiting Huang had already held his breath. He also felt so trepidation, for he could tell these eighteen beads were no ordinary items. The Thirty-Three Heavens Spirit God Clan indeed was a major lineage passing down through eons in the Rubis World. The Treasure Armor in their hands was unimaginably powerful to ordinary people.
“Bead Fall!”
Ming Su said with a smile, parting his red lips to softly spit out three words. With a flick of his hand, the scimitar ford from the eighteen beads suddenly sped up, carrying a dense killing intent as it slashed towards Beiting Huang’s face!
Seeing this, the four won to the east, west, south, and north breathed a sigh of relief. Clearly, they did not believe that their Young Master’s strike would miss.
Divine power had already enveloped Beiting Huang’s entire body. Inside the eight-pointed star formation beneath his feet, nine Holy Cross Swords slowly revolved, with nine-colored light like rainbow arcs wrapping around him. An ugly turtle appeared at his feet, transforming into a Lightstream, lunging towards Beiting Huang.
Ming Su’s eyes widened completely, sowhat spoiling the beauty of his face. The Ming Sea Divine Turtle—Beiting Huang’s magical beast was actually the Ming Sea Divine Turtle. Could this be the beast that once stealthily ate the Lingxiao Flower? Wasn’t it sucked into a spatial rift, how could it still be alive?
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