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Chapter 1187 My Daochen Realm Stands Prestige (Part [-])
The moment the old man knelt down to Su Ming, the surrounding area suddenly fell into deathly silence again. At this moment, all eyes were focused on Su Ming, with an extremely intense helplessness in his eyes. Belief and astonishment, as well as deep shock, as well as a blank and overwhelming roar in everyone's mind at this moment.
It seems that in everyone's mind, there is a sentence that is constantly echoing at this moment.
"That person... is His Highness Daokong!" It was these words, repeated countless times, that formed a thunderous roar in the hearts of millions of monks around him.
The words of the old man who returned from the ruins of Shenyuan, his expression, his trembling body, and the remaining fear in his eyes all bear witness that his words are not false. His words mentioned Elder Long Hai. Ancestor mentioned the Purple Dragon Master of the Fourth Realm, which made it impossible for his words to be exaggerated.
But the more this happens, the more intense the shock to the tens of millions of monks around him is. The black-faced old man is pale at the moment. For a strong man like him, his mind is blank for a moment. Only the scene of destroying an entire world is unstoppable. Outlined in his mind.
The other two elders next to him were the same.
As for Beibang, his breathing was rapid at the moment. When he looked at Su Ming, his expression changed rapidly, and he couldn't say a word for a while.
Su Ming had a calm expression from beginning to end. The Yin Sheng True Realm was destroyed in the guarding realm of the Shenyuan Ruins. This matter would spread throughout the four true realms. Su Ming had already prepared for this.
Even if it is publicized now, it doesn't matter. Even if it is not spread at this moment, the people who come from the Yin Sheng True Realm during the canonization ceremony will probably come with monstrous wrath.
Whether others knew earlier or later, there was no difference to Su Ming.
At this moment, when the surroundings were silent, Su Ming's eyes were flat, and he glanced at the nine approaching His Royal Highnesses on the lotus platform in front of him. At this moment, the faces of these nine people were pale, and their expressions were dull, as if they had not recovered from the previous shock. After recovering, after all... what Su Ming did was enough to shock or even scare any monk.
The moment Su Ming's eyes fell on these nine people, their bodies trembled violently, and each one of them suddenly felt like their hair was growing on their bones. It was as if Su Ming was still an old man in his dying years, but in the blink of an eye, It turned into an ancient evil spirit. This transformation was so powerful that the nine people's bodies trembled. Without any hesitation, they galloped back in unison and were about to leave the lotus platform.
"Aren't you going to challenge? Why leave so quickly?" Su Ming said calmly and took a step forward. Just when he was about to take action, the expression on the old man Beibang's face changed drastically. He moved forward in an instant and used his living environment to cultivate As a result, he suddenly appeared on Su Ming's lotus platform, standing between Su Ming and the nine highnesses who were quickly retreating.
"Your Highness Daokong, please don't be impulsive. You and your Highness are not allowed to fight each other during this canonization ceremony." After Beibang said these words, he felt a little bitter in his heart. He could imagine that Daokong in front of him would definitely act like this. He was sarcastic about what happened before and sighed secretly. He also understood that he was indeed biased in this matter.
But he never expected that this sky in the ruins of Shenyuan would be... so powerful. This kind of acting style was definitely not something ordinary monks could do. Even he, Beibang, could not do it. He destroyed a whole body. World, harvesting all living beings, at this moment, Beibang suddenly had a feeling that there must be unimaginable wronged souls surrounding the Daokong in front of him.
Su Ming looked coldly at the old man Beibang in front of him, and instead of saying the sarcastic words that Beibang was prepared for, he spoke calmly.
"Let these nine people kneel down and shout three times, Your Highness Daokong. Dao Mou can pretend that this did not happen."
When Beibang heard this, he felt relieved for some reason. The Su Ming in front of him gave him an unfathomable feeling. Even though his opponent seemed seriously injured now, he could still destroy a whole world in the ruins of Shenyuan. Such a person, even if he is seriously injured, must not be underestimated in the slightest.
Especially the calmness in Su Ming's eyes made Beibang even more vigilant after seeing it. After hearing Su Ming's words, he immediately turned around and flicked his sleeves.
"You are waiting for nine people. You are violating the rules first and you are still not kneeling down!"
When Beibang's words came out, five of the nine highnesses immediately knelt down without hesitation while their bodies were trembling. Two of the remaining four hesitated, but quickly chose to kneel down.
There were only two people, Dao Lin and Daofa. With distorted expressions, Dao Lin had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had broken his teeth. He lowered his head and knelt there without saying a word. The humiliation of this incident overwhelmed him. All his pride collapsed in an instant. This kneeling was not just about his body, but also his soul, his dignity, and his pride.
The last person standing there was Daofa, a middle-aged man who looked very gentle. The gentleness in his expression was long gone now, and turned into a vicious gaze. He stared at Su Ming, standing upright. .
"Fa'er, kneel down and apologize to His Highness Daokong!" The black-faced old man's expression changed, and he shouted loudly before taking a step forward.
But the moment he almost lifted his steps, Su Ming raised his right hand, and the body of the Fusheng Gun swayed forward, and was suddenly thrown out of his hand with a bang. It flew across Changhong and headed straight for Daofa. And go.
Almost at the moment when he threw the gun of waste, a cold word came out of Su Ming's mouth.
"Zhu Youcai."
This was obviously a name to everyone. At the moment when they didn't know why Su Ming said this name, Beibang suddenly raised his right hand, and was about to grab the wasted gun thrown by Su Ming. Suddenly he His body shook violently, and his raised right hand paused in mid-air.
A strong crisis suddenly appeared all over his body. He could clearly feel that a murderous intention came from the void and locked himself in an instant. This was a person whose cultivation level was obviously higher than his own and was on the verge of entering the realm of annihilation. With a person's spiritual consciousness, if he acts rashly, there will be a thunderous strike after all.
At this moment, Beibang immediately thought of the words of the people who had returned from the ruins of Shenyuan about Su Ming's followers.
The moment his body paused, the Fusheng Gun roared past him, and in an instant he went straight to Daofa. Daofa roared, and the black-faced old man galloped, but their speed was not as fast as the Fusheng Gun. When the shocking sound of the bang echoed, the black-faced old man looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar of grief.
At Daofa's place, his body was immediately torn into pieces amidst the roar, and blood flew everywhere. His soul and soul were also shattered in an instant. After being penetrated by the Fusheng Gun, both body and soul were destroyed.
All this was slow to say, but in fact it was completed in an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and fell on the eight highnesses who chose to kneel and worship, making all eight people tremble, even that Dao Lin was pale No blood.
"Daokong, you dare to kill me Fa'er!!" The black-faced old man roared with a distorted look, and turned his head to stare at Su Ming, with a lot of bloodshot eyes appearing.
"Not only do I dare to kill you Fa'er, if you continue to scream, Dao will dare to kill you here. A mere Yuanjing monk dares to be arrogant in front of Dao many times!" Faced with the roar of the black-faced old man, What answered him were Su Ming's calm words.
These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly falling on the old man's head, making his body tremble and he had to suppress the overwhelming anger in his heart. He thought of everything he had heard about the other party in the ruins of Shenyuan before. It was a terrifying existence that could destroy an entire world, especially when he thought of the scene where Bebon raised his right hand as if to stop it, but suddenly paused and his expression changed.
But the anger and inner sorrow were not so easy to suppress. However, when he saw Su Ming's cold eyes, he once again forcibly suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. He suddenly realized that if If you take action yourself, it will be tantamount to violating the sect's rules, and then the other party can let his followers kill you directly.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the black-faced old man. This was an internal injury caused by him forcibly suppressing the madness in his heart. The injury was not serious, but his heart at the moment was full of grievance and depression. That feeling was his This has never happened since I became a clan elder.
"Your Highness Daokong."
"Your Highness Daokong."
"Your Highness Daokong." The eight highnesses who were kneeling there, including Dao Lin, all lowered their heads and said these three sentences to Su Ming.
Their dignity was completely trampled on, and their pride as His Highness was stepped on by Su Ming. After a few hard steps, it was trampled to pieces.
That kind of aggrieved and humiliated from the heart, that kind of surrender out of fear of death, is more serious than killing them, but... Sometimes, even if you know this kneeling, you may have no prestige in this life, but for While alive, one still has to kneel down in humiliation.
This is Su Ming's purpose. He may not kill these eight people, but he wants to abolish these three people's qualifications as His Highness. This is what Su Ming did. This is exactly what the black-faced old man did before. .
This scene was witnessed by all the monks around. Su Ming's momentum suddenly reached the level of a storm, sweeping across all directions and becoming the most profound thing in the memories of all the monks around him.
"Senior Beibang, according to your previous words, please heal Dao." Su Ming looked calmly and sat cross-legged on the lotus platform. With his eyes closed, he immediately activated the cultivation in his body and fiercely moved towards the lotus platform. Absorbed a lot of life.
Beibang's expression was gloomy, but the intimidation from nothingness on his body still existed. In the silence, he sighed secretly. Before Su Ming had no entanglement, he had not stopped the challenges of several other highnesses, and it had already been left to him. Face, sighing secretly at this moment, he immediately dispersed his cultivation, and the vitality Su Ming inhaled suddenly became huge.
(End of this chapter)