Emperor of Death

Chapter 999 One shot

The space crack that suddenly appeared, the shocking eyeballs, everyone subconsciously stopped, and then stared blankly at all this.

Then just as they were stunned, countless figures shot out from the space vortex, and then floated behind Yechen.

Not only did Lu Jing and the others stare dumbfounded at this scene, but even the little fat man and Fu Yunfei and Yang Anqi were deeply shocked.

"Fuck me!" the little fat man subconsciously exclaimed.

In just a few minutes, dense crowds of people floated behind Yechen. Fifteen thousand Dragon Blood Warriors filled the space behind him. If it wasn't for the Dragon Blood Warriors who could fly, the whole space might not be able to fit.

Lu Jing and the others opened their mouths wide, watching all this in disbelief.

Someone beside Lu Jing said in a trembling tone: "Okay, there are so many Martial Kings, their energy and blood are so strong."

Lu Jing had a dark face, and said coldly: "It's just King Wu, ants are ants, kill them."

"It's up to you?" Ye Chen sneered, if it wasn't for saving time, Ye Chen would have single-handedly slaughtered Lu Jing.

"Xinrou!" Yechen shouted loudly.

Huang Xinrou untied the same life lock on her wrist, threw Ye Chen down, and Ye Chen took it over and held it in her hand.

The same fate lock in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling silver light, which illuminated the entire cave and turned into a silver world.

A majestic force slowly emerged from Yechen's wrist. Feeling this powerful force, Lu Jing and others suddenly changed their colors.

"If that's the case, let's not keep them!" Lu Jing said coldly, and then the corpse ring on his right hand also burst into silver light, and a tall zombie appeared beside him.

This is a zombie of the same realm as him, with the potential of a holy level. Unfortunately, because its master cannot break through, as a zombie of its own destiny, it can only be stuck in the peak realm of Wu Zong.

"Do your best!" Lu Jing shouted. At this moment, his face no longer had the previous relaxed and playful expression, but a deep solemnity. If such a force joins the battle, it is very likely to change Chi The battle between the Blood Sect and the White Jade Skeleton.

So if possible, Lu Jing would kill them first.

Qiao Sanniang and the others also released their own zombies. Qiao Sanniang's zombie was a woman in white, quietly floating beside Qiao Sanniang, with a slender figure.

"Kill!" This time, it was Yechen who shouted loudly.

The black spear in Yechen's hand stabbed straight ahead, enveloping everyone in it. As soon as he made a move, Yechen used his killer move.

A martial skill of the highest rank, a fierce sharp spear.

A huge silver gun took shape between the heaven and the earth, as if there was a fierce god holding a spear, exuding a peerless majesty.

"What power is this?"

Lu Jing and the others who were going to join forces to deal with Yechen felt their scalps were about to explode at this moment, and everyone's face became extremely ugly. Under this force, they felt like ants Small, this is simply not a force they can fight against.

This shot is terrible.

"Escape!" At this moment, no one had the courage to fight against Ye Chen, and everyone ran desperately, hoping to escape from the range of Ye Chen's spear.

Yechen smiled coldly: "Want to escape now? A bunch of idiots."

The silver gun in Yechen's hand stabbed fiercely forward, the terrifying power made the space tremble, and the silver gun rolled and crushed the front with lightning-like speed and incomparable majestic power.

"Ah!" The first to suffer was a Martial Emperor of the Barbarian Clan. He was the slowest and was the first to touch the power of the spear. His entire body was directly crushed by the spear, turning into flesh and blood and dissipating in the void.

The speed of the silver giant gun far exceeds their escape speed, including the most powerful Lu Jing.

"Ahhh!" Countless screams resounded in the mine, and one by one masters fell in the mine, there were masters from the tribe, and there were masters from the bull tribe.

"I don't want to die!" A master of the late Wuzong period of the barbarian clan held a huge shield in front of him, protecting his whole body behind him.

The shield was blown away, and there were countless bloody wounds on the black hands holding the shield. The huge force came, even with the strength of the bull clan, they couldn't hold the shield.

Immediately, this strongest barbarian master also collapsed under the power of the silver spear.In front of the silver gun, only Lu Jing and Qiao Sanniang remained.

Qiao Sanniang took out a talisman, and the talisman stuck to her foot, which suddenly tripled her speed, and put her far away from Lu Jing.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was not good. Now, he was afraid that he would be exposed. Unexpectedly, Qiao Sanniang had such a high-level magical amulet on her body, which could triple the speed of a Zong-level master. A talisman probably came from the hands of a martial sage, and it needs to be a formation master of the martial sage level.

Drawing such a talisman also took a lot of effort from the martial artist, so under normal circumstances, there are very few high-level talismans.

Qiao Sanniang's speed was too fast, and she disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

"No!" Feeling the violent force getting closer behind him, Lu Jing shouted in horror, turned around and put his shield in front of the silver spear.

As long as he is given some more time, he can also rush out of this mine like Qiao Sanniang, turn to another mine, and avoid the attack of this gun.

However, Yechen refused to give him this time. Just as he was about to touch the curve, a lightning-like silver rainbow suddenly pierced through Lu Jing's chest, entered from his chest, and then shot out from his back. There is a fist-sized cave, which can be seen through at a glance.

Originally, this was where the heart was stored, but now, the heart has completely disappeared.

In front of Lu Jing, the silver light of the silver gun in Yechen's hand slowly dissipated, and then turned into a black gun.

Lu Jing didn't die immediately, and looked at Ye Chen with deep unwillingness and resentment. He is a master at the peak of Wu Zong, maybe he can still step into Wu Zun in this life, and there are countless years of glory and wealth to enjoy. So dead, and dead for nothing.

"Isn't it reconciled?" Yechen walked slowly, stood in front of Lu Jing, looked at the temporary Lu Jing, and said indifferently, "Do you know how cruel those people who were captured by you as cannon fodder are?" Unwilling? How innocent are they?"

Using his last strength, Lu Jing suddenly roared at Ye Chen: "I, I am Wu Zong!"

"Really?" Ye Chen said indifferently, "Wu Zong, in my eyes, you are not noble. A person who betrays the human race, the stronger his power, the more humble he is. You deserve to die!"

While speaking, Yechen took off his storage ring in front of Lu Jing. Lu Jing's eyes were filled with strong resentment and reluctance, which was nostalgia for life.

"No!"

(End of this chapter)