Chapter 1493: Dragon Spirit Weapon (1/2)
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Looking at the terrible Ye Ming, many monks are licking their faces, their faces are unbearable, but their hearts are laughing.
That Ye Ming, a hard-boiled punch, was punched into a pig's head.
Other people in Jinyecheng want to go forward, but after one of them was directly smashed by the sables, they finally understood the power of the sable, just standing in the distance and glaring at the purple, not dare to go forward.
A golden light rushed out from the leaves of the sea, and returned to the sea of purple.
The purple pheasant just happened to receive a punch at this time and turned to the high platform.
Ye Ming, who was dull, slowly recovered to normal.
His first feeling is pain, his face is hurting, and his pain is burning.
”Damn, the pain of the soul has been passed on to the flesh.”
Ye Ming cursed and his heart was still fortunate. Fortunately, this happened in the world of knowledge, no outsiders saw it, not a shame.
Even if Zi Yan intends to take this matter, it would be good if he does not admit it.
This is the intention of the heart, Ye Ming mouth slightly tilted, can not help but smile for his intelligent intelligence.
The corner of the mouth immediately sent a painful feeling. Ye Ming’s fangs licked his mouth, and at the same time, he sneaked at the purple scorpion, and he had a chance to kill him.
Looking at the inadvertent gaze, Ye Ming found that everyone's gaze fell on himself, and that expression was very strange.
It seems like laughing and not laughing, it seems like a very painful look.
Ye Ming is in a hurry, thinking, I am not losing, what is there, victory or defeat is a common practice.
What's more, the purple scorpion, but refining the perfect domain and the heart of the spiritual domain, some special is not normal.
When he came up with an idea in his heart, Ye Ming could still feel the burning pain in his face. For this reason, he still cursed the purple scorpion in his heart, and he was too embarrassed to even have a sensory reaction to the flesh.
A pair of strange eyes cast, and the face that I want to laugh and dare not laugh, always staring at myself, Ye Ming gradually noticed that it was wrong, his face could not help but change, reaching for his cheek.
The first thing that came was the stronger pain. Ye Ming couldn’t feel his face and could only feel a huge meat ball.
He immediately understood what had happened, his face became extremely ugly, and his eyes swept toward the purple sable.
Zi Yan back to Ye Ming, Ye Ming only saw the back of the purple enamel, can not see the purple sable expression, but Ye Ming saw a few people in Shuntian Road, a few people's faces with a smile, but After Ye Ming turned his head, several people couldn't help but laughed.
This laughter seems to have caused a chain reaction, and others can't help it anymore.
Ye Ming is comparable to the face of the pig's head, becoming extremely incomparable, a deep sense of shame, emerged from the bottom of my heart.
”Face, touch your face and see what it feels.” Shun Tiandao was laughing, but did not forget to deliberately remind Ye Ming.
Counting destiny and others are also laughing, no scruples.
There was a sting in the cheeks, and I didn't need to touch it. Ye Ming could guess what it was like at the moment.
Now, he is ashamed, and his heart is full of murder.
It happened that Zi Yan went to the high platform and turned around and looked at Ye Ming.
Ye Ming glared at the purple scorpion, and the killing of the sensation emerged: ”Purple, you are looking for death.”
Zi Yan looked down at Ye Ming, and coldly said: ”I think it is you who are looking for death. Today's things are just a lesson for you. If there is another time, it will definitely be more than a lesson.”
Meeting the purple scorpion, Ye Ming found that it was colder than his own. The cold and murderous intention was also straight through the heart, which made Ye Ming look changed. He was not stupid, and naturally understood the meaning of Zi Yan.
What Zi Yan said is not a challenge today, but a series of things that happened before.
Think about the means by which Zi Zi pressed himself. Ye Ming can feel the gap between the two. At this moment, even if there is anger in the heart, it is only suppressed.
If you can't suppress it, you are afraid that there is only one dead road.
However, he has already remembered the purple scorpion in his heart. Once he has the opportunity, he will inevitably let the sable regret what he is doing today.
Ye Ming’s sudden forbearance made everyone very surprised, but everyone saw the power and horror of Zi Yan from another aspect.
After some people silently compared with Ye Ming, they shook their heads and apparently no longer competed for the identity of the leader.
”Nobody?” The old man who was always smiling, suddenly asked.
The special rewards of the leaders are attractive, but they are not likely to attract everyone, especially some higher life, who are not interested in city rankings.
As for the fierce, golden orang, bear, and so on, they dare not challenge the purple.
They had a holiday with Ziyan. This time, during the challenge, Ziyan killed them by this opportunity.
Because of the ever-changing purplish, there is indeed the power to stifle higher life.
Ye Ming refused to retreat and found a quiet place to heal. As for other people, he stayed in the same place. At that time, no one else came out to challenge.
Counting destiny looks at Shuntiandao, smiles: ”You don't go, the identity of this leader, it seems that you are very qualified.”
Shuntiandao shook his head and said: ”I am not interested. I see that you are also qualified. Why don't you go.”
Counting a desperate smile, said: ”I really want to go, but I just pointed out that we will be dangerous when we figure out this trip. We need to be cautious. As for our leaders, it will be even more dangerous. Therefore, I will give up this quota. Do not participate in the competition.”