Killing God

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Six

The light and shadow trembled violently, the earthquake tremor platform burst, and countless tyrannical forces clash from the side of the golden coffin, like countless violent winds rushing in all directions. And at the center of the storm, the sudden white fragments blasted away, blasting out in all directions, smearing a fierce color for this violent power frenzy.

For a moment, Shen Shi's heart suddenly touched his throat, because he also didn't know who the broken bone hand belonged to. The frantic brilliance covered everything, making him really indistinct. The situation at the center of the storm.

But just when he was shocked and nervous, and was forced to stagger back by the violent storm, the light in front of him suddenly stopped, as if this gorgeous and wild scene suddenly solidified in an instant. After a while, all the voices suddenly became quiet, and the fading wallpaper that was shining like peeling fell off and annihilated. The countless bright spots of light quickly dimmed in color. In a blink of an eye, only Shen Shi's sight was left. Huang Ming's body was standing beside the golden coffin.

The pale bone hand stretched out from his yellow sleeves and pressed it on the coffin lid of the golden coffin, and there was nothing under the bone hand at this moment. There is no such horrible and powerful spell, there is no storm of all kinds of colors, and there is no almost identical white bone palm that originally protruded from the darkness.

Shen Shi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, after this moment of silence, a deep and gloomy scream burst out from that dark gap, as if it was carrying endless hatred, but stood there. Huang Ming's expression in front of the gap did not change at all. He looked at the darkness coldly, and then retracted his arms, only to hear a "boom", and the golden coffin lid closed slowly again.

Golden brilliance rushed from all directions and shrouded the man again, and the unwilling darkness was finally covered by gold again, and all the abnormal noises disappeared at that moment.

Everything seemed to be calm again.

Huang Ming supported the lid of the coffin and stood silently for a long time, then slowly turned around, his eyes fell on Shen Shi again, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, suddenly, his body shook twice. , It looks a bit unstable.

Shen Shi was taken aback, took two steps forward, and lost his voice: "Senior, what's wrong with you..."

Before the words finished, at the gate of the Demon Emperor Hall, it seemed that the monsters outside were also alarmed, and the huge shadows suddenly approached here for a few minutes. At the same time, the voice of the kobold came and shouted:

"My lord, are you okay?"

The complexion on Huang Ming’s face has not changed so much. It’s just that the shaking of the body just now looks a bit shocking, but it was just a momentary matter. He quickly returned to normal again, faintly He glanced at the gate and said, "It's okay, you should step back first."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and there was a voice of agreement, and the huge shadow went away.

In the Hall of the Demon Emperor, Shen Shi looked at Huang Ming, who had quickly become normal, and was also taken aback. He stopped the steps he had originally wanted to support, but Huang Ming gave him a faint look, suddenly a little strange in his eyes. Said: "Why, it looks like you are a little worried about me?"

Shen Shi was silent for a moment, and said, "At least up to now, you didn't harm me, Senior."

Huang Ming smiled faintly, seeming to be very disapproving of his words, and then he seemed a little tired, and slowly sat on the ground again leaning on the golden coffin.

The atmosphere in the main hall slowly calmed down. Shen Shi was a little uncomfortable with the silence. He turned his head and glanced at the bottom of the stone platform, and found that Zhong Qinglu was still lying there unconscious, but it looked like he was just unconscious. That fierce fighting technique did not have much impact on her here, at most it was just that some dust fell on her body, and she was relieved.

Only at this time, now that he found Zhong Qinglu, Shen Shi began to figure out how to leave this mysterious and strange demonic underground palace, but at least for the moment, it seems that the difficulty is really not small, not to mention the strength in front of him. Huang Ming is still not divided between his enemies and friends, and he is out of this Demon Emperor Hall, and the maze formed by the countless channels crisscrossing outside, Shen Shi is not confident that he can go out with Zhong Qinglu, let alone the maze. There are countless powerful and vicious ghosts.

Is it possible that, just like when I came here, ask the female ghost in white named Bai Ying to go ahead and walk out with Zhong Qinglu behind her?

After thinking about it, I felt a little unreliable, but after careful consideration, Shen Shi realized that Bai Ying seemed to have a deep relationship with this Huang Ming, but it was not completely desperate.

Just as his thoughts were rushing around, Huang Ming, who was sitting on the ground, had already spoken again and said to him: "Shen Shi, come and sit."

He glanced at the ground not far in front of him, and the meaning was naturally clear. Shen Shi hesitated for a while, walked over, sat down on the ground three feet away in front of Huang Ming, and said, "Senior, what's up?"

Huang Ming looked at him and said, "I heard what you said before. Now in the realm of cultivation outside, the five-element technique is extremely declining. Most cultivators in the world choose the path of divine power refinement?"

"Supernatural power refining?" It was the first time Shen Shi heard this statement, but he could guess what he meant from Huang Ming's sentence before and after, so he nodded and said, "That's right."

With a sneer on Huang Ming's face, he sneered and said, "The frog at the bottom of the well."

Shen Shi looked up at him in surprise, thinking how many monks in this world, how many geniuses among them, how could it be... It's just that he suddenly thought of the scene he saw before, countless under that bone hand. The scene of powerful high-level spells bursting out in an instant, and my heart was chilled for a while, and I really didn’t have much confidence in whether there was any human monk who could sustain it under that violent and terrifying attack, so the original words were also I can't say it.

"You are different from other people." Huang Ming said indifferently, "The Five Elements Spell is a great way, and the foundation is Yin Yang Spell. For so many years, you are the only one who can take a step on this road, but it's almost there. That's it."

Shen Shi raised his brows and said, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Huang Mingdao: "I am the only one who knows the complete Yin-Yang curse at this time. Except for a notebook taken by my elder brother thousands of years ago, there are at most a few fragments scattered around. If you want to continue in this article Going down the road, without my help, there is no way to go."

Shen Shi frowned, subconsciously believing Huang Ming's words, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly showed a trace of astonishment, and even his eyes had an incredible look. Came out.

Huang Ming immediately noticed Shen Shi's abnormality and frowned, "What's the matter? You don't believe me?"