Chapter 818

"Killed a difficult constant?" Zhehuali's pupils shrunk, and the demon knife behind him suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the prince Qiuming.

Lin Xiao, a small man in the lamp, told them the secret of the hard constant, provoking an internal fight between the boarders. Zhewali also suspected that the hard constant could die.

Just didn't expect that the prince of Qiu Ming went to intercept and kill other boarders, and also killed one.

Prince Qiuming youyou said, "I want to see if killing other hard constants will have any impact on us, and maybe it will make us one more person. But I found that I came to the edge of emptiness. Last reincarnation, some of my strength disappeared. I'm afraid I didn't have time to test out whether this idea is feasible, and I'll turn into emptiness."

Zhe Huali's heart sank.

He didn't feel that he was in the void now, which showed that the ghost ship believed that the power of the prince Qiuming was above him, so the prince Qiuming was weakened by the ghost ship.

"I didn't dare to cut off my accomplishments, because if I cut off my accomplishments, I would probably die in the hands of others, so I put aside other things and came to look for two."

Prince Qiu Ming said with a smile, "my purpose in the lower world this time is to get rid of Qin Bati and other law changers, and eliminate the threat of the lower world in the bud. Zhehuali, you are the Lingxiu army of Tianting, I am the prince of Tianting, and you are a subordinate. You know what to do. After I get rid of Qin Bati, I will cut off my accomplishments, and you turn into a void. I will survive and break this strange ship, and you will have a chance to survive."

Zhehuali was silent, suddenly shook his head and said, "I can't believe you, I only believe in my knife."

He raised his head and looked at the prince Qiuming in the distance: "the road is my own, and the cultivation is my own refining. My life is given by my parents, not by the prince. Although I am the Lingxiu army of the heaven, I am not a bitch, and my parents give me life. I want to hold it firmly in my hand, and I can't give it to anyone."

Prince Qiuming frowned slightly and said, "my way is simple, that is to get rid of all other difficult constants, leaving me alone, and then commit suicide."

Zhehuali looked at him in surprise.

Prince Qiuming said, "without the hard constant, the stability of the magic power will drop to the lowest point, and the magic power will collapse. As long as the magic power collapses, we will return to our respective eras, and no one will die. Don't worry, I'm confident that I have the strength to kill the strong man of 35 eras!"

He was extremely conceited and said, "you learn from Luo Wushuang and tie riluo. It's extraordinary to enter the Tao with a knife. But what you learn is a wild way."

Zhehuali frowned.

The prince of Qiuming said: "What I learned is the emperor throne skill of Tianting, which is taught by the Heavenly Master of Tianting himself. Many people underestimate the children of the emperor's family and think that we are all dandies. This statement is absurd. We have a large number of princes, and if we want to stand out, we need to work harder and work harder than anyone else, otherwise the prince is a hairless Phoenix, not as good as a chicken woman dragon! And the royal family has many means, and the danger I encounter in this life is not less than you."

Zhehuali was awed and said in a deep voice, "the prince was entrusted with an important task. Obviously, it was a bloody way out of thousands of princes."

Prince Qiuming smiled and said, "then, zhehuali, will you follow me?"

"No."

Zhehuali said calmly, "although I admire you, I will not be loyal to you, nor will I believe you. I can only trust my knife, I am only loyal to my knife."

"Why do you reckless people who started from a humble position always like to be arrogant?"

Prince Qiuming sighed, "I'm most annoyed with you people. If you have a little skill, you'll look up to the sky and think how great you are. But I don't know that I was born better than you, worked harder than you, and was stronger than you. I lower my body and talk to you well, but you are still so rebellious."

"Because..."

Zhehuali pulled out his knife and rushed to him, holding the magic knife high in his hand. For a moment, the knife was shining all over the sky, and the knife gas was like a rainbow. He shouted, "the status and glory you have since you were born is that we have worked hard for hundreds of years, and even our whole life may not be able to achieve!"

His knife technique is getting faster and faster. There is his ambition, his painstaking efforts and his integrity in the knife!

"You take it for granted that you were born in the imperial family, but we feel out of reach!"

"You think we are arrogant, but you don't know how many people died and how many bones we stepped on to get to this stage!"

"You think you work hard, but you don't know how much blood and sweat we have to pay for each step, and how many bones of our companions and enemies we have to step on to climb to this seat!"

"Follow you and make you a hard constant?"

Zhehuali's magic knife is crazy, and the mercurial sword light has become his pen and ink, which makes him indulge in writing his feelings.

"Let you, follow you, how can I face the companion who died beside me, and how can I deal with the enemy who died under my knife?"

He laughed and showed his long knife way: "descendants of the emperor of heaven, why are they born superior, of course? Why can't they die?"

Prince Qiuming's sword light greeted his knife and said with a smile, "I heard that people who enter the Tao with a knife have unique pride. Unfortunately, I was born noble, which is something I can't avoid. But if I was born in a poor family like you, I will rise all the way and become prosperous! This is not self-confidence, but..."

His sword light suddenly burst, like countless silver needles shuttling rapidly. Each silver needle just aimed at zhehuali's knife light, blocking its knife light.

Prince Qiuming had no sword in his hand, and his body suddenly shook. There were forty-nine principles of heaven behind him. His hands pushed forward, and the terrible magic power erupted. With no surging force, he crushed zhe Huali's magic knife and pushed it back!

The barracks collapsed and collapsed under his magical power!

Zhehuali snorted, vomited blood, and showed his magic knife second move, cutting open the principles of heaven.

Hiss hiss.

Silver needles shot in from his chest and out from his back, splashing with blood.

The prince Qiuming shook his body, and behind him emerged the ghost ghost shadow of ox horn, tiger face, human body and ox tail. With one punch, the rolling Youdu magic gas turned into a magic power. His huge fist with countless silver needles bombarded zhe Huali, crushed zhe Huali, and smashed him on the main Hall in front of Qin Mu.

The main hall was half collapsed by his punch.

Prince Qiuming stopped, walked with his hands on his back, his feet off the ground, and walked three feet off the ground in the air, free from dust, Indifferent way: "you have worked hard all your life, understood Dao Dao, and finally achieved to enter Dao with Dao. It's ridiculous. No matter how hard you try, it's not as high as my starting point. I just used these three moves, using three kinds of great magical powers of the throne. Each skill is a magical skill that you have dreamed of all your life and can't get! Even if you work hard all your life, you can't even create this skill, but I can get it at hand!"

Zhehuali crawled out of the collapsed Royal Highness, panting with a magic knife, blood foam flying around the corners of his mouth, and his body swayed, which could fall at any time.

He wanted to fight again, but his injury was too serious to fight again.

Prince Qiuming continued to walk, looking at struggling zhehuali, and showed a smile: "the real throne skill can make you involuntarily comprehend the Tao and the magic power of entering the Tao on the way of cultivation. Even if I am not savvy enough, my Heavenly Master will take the initiative to create an environment for me to enter the Tao and lead me into the Tao."

He said leisurely, "you worked hard to achieve this step, but I don't know how ridiculous it is for you to die so much just to enter the Tao in my eyes. You're right, that's for granted!"

He suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Mu who stood up.

Qin Mu's pillar in front of him had been smashed by the war just now. There were no poems left by Ling Tianzun in front of him, and his face was a little unhappy.

"The same is true of Qin Bati."

Prince Qiuming laughed and said, "even if you are called a leader and a bully in the lower world, you are always pigs rolling in the mud and small fish and rotten shrimp struggling to survive in the shallow pond in the eyes of the heaven."

His eyes were pitiful: "for Tianting, the so-called tyrant in the lower world, the so-called saint who came out every 500 years, and the so-called Yankang reform are all jokes. You are grasshoppers jumping in the urn and can be crushed to death at any time. Although the truth is a little too hurtful, it is the truth."

Qin Mu opened his palm, and the sword shot flew out. It dripped and rotated under his palm, and walked forward.

Prince Qiuming came up and said with a smile, "Qin Bati, the purpose of my lower bound this time is to crush you grasshoppers. Now I can just get rid of you first."

Qin Mu's right index finger and middle finger were together. He pinched the sword formula and raised his hand to the center of his eyebrows. The sword shot flew up with a buzzing sound, floating three inches in front of his eyebrows, rotating wildly.

Prince Qiuming smiled, and countless silver needles flew in, Ding Ding Ding in his hands, converging into a sword.

Qin Mu's speed was faster and faster, and suddenly his sword finger stabbed forward!

Hum——

A brilliant sword column is more than ten miles long!

Qin Mu shook his body, showing three heads and six arms, and the other two right hands were raised one after another, touching the center of his eyebrows.

Buzzing——

The second and third sword pillars came in succession!

Prince Qiuming burst into drinking, also showing three heads and six arms. The eyebrows of the three heads were split, revealing a third eye. His momentum was stronger than just now, and his magical powers were more powerful than just now!

In a flash, he showed three kinds of great magic powers of the throne's skill methods. The three magic powers were different, and his power exploded, and he took these three moves to rob the sword.

Suddenly, countless flying swords stopped and jumped in the light of the sword, moving in a strange and unpredictable track in the sight of his nine eyes, making his magical powers empty one after another.

The second move of robbing the sword is to rob.

Hiss, hiss, the sound of piercing the flesh came, and the prince Qiuming's body was covered with flying swords, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Xuandu God King body!"

He suddenly burst into a drink, and his whole body streamed. It was another throne skill, a divine skill from xuandu, and was famous for his flesh body.

His flesh was shining around his body, and his flying sword was forced out of his body. However, at that moment, Qin Mu's fist was seen face-to-face, and tianwai Qifeng's Thousand Palms returned, severely pounding him, even the xuandu God King's body could not bear it.

Prince Qiuming heard the sound of his bone breaking, which came from his chest. The sound of breaking soon spread to his ribs, and twenty-four ribs exploded backwards from his chest, all the way to his spine.

He was flying backwards.

Looking forward, Qin Mu's figure had come to him and was lifting the golden willow leaves in the middle of his eyebrows.

The willow leaves opened, revealing Qin Mu's third eye.

Qin Mu's footsteps revolved around him who flew backward. On one side of his footsteps, a light shot out of the third eye of a head, and into his third eye. On the other side, another head.

Qin Mu revolved around him for a week between three steps, and the three heads each shot a light through the three heads of Qiu Ming's son.

Boom.

Qiu Ming's God son fell to the ground and stepped back, retreating dozens of steps in succession. Then he stabilized his body. Countless silver needles flew in his hands and turned into a silver sword again, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground.

"You..."

He looked at Qin Mu, and suddenly three heads exploded. His headless body shook and fell into the dust.

"Smashing my pillar makes it impossible for me to read poetry quietly."

Qin Mu snorted, "there are so many words! I have to wait until the next reincarnation before I can see the poem on the column. My deaf grandfather hates people like you most! Bah, kill you!"

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