Chapter 1451 Fifteen years old, named Beitinghuang, is that you?
"Who are you? What's your name?" Ming Su was playing with a bracelet in his hand, a total of thirty-six skulls the size of a thumb, made from the skull of a poisonous snake, on the white skull beads, There is a black mist. He glanced at Bei Tinghuang with smiling and icy eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't say? If you don't say it, this young master will always have the ability to let you say it!"
Bei Tinghuang withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at the bracelet in Ming Su's hand. He held his hand tightly on the soft sword in his hand, and said with a sneer, "I heard that before asking someone's name, you should first tell them about yourself. name, so what is your name?"
Ming Su's eyes slowly looked at Bei Tinghuang, up and down, his eyes unscrupulous, "Are you from the Central Continent? I heard that a young man appeared in the Central Continent who specifically opposed the Temple of Judgment. Fifteen Years old, named Beitinghuang, is that you?"
Hearing this, the corners of Bei Tinghuang's eyes couldn't help but twitched bitterly. He raised his head to look at Ming Su, and slowly narrowed his eyes. He told Bei Tinghuang, "Ming Su, the only son of the master of the Lingyu domain. I don't know him, but this kid looks too much like his old man."
"Spirit Realm? Territory Master? Did it come from thirty-three days?" Bei Tinghuang asked puzzled.
"Since the day when the Dark Demon Realm existed, the Thirty-Three-Three Spirit God Clan has never given up its occupation of this place. However, the time flow of the Dark Demon Realm is much slower than that of the Thirty-Three Three Days. One year in the Dark Demon Realm, thirty-three A hundred years have passed in three days, and no one wants to come. After all, if you stay here for one more day, your cultivation will be a hundred days slower than in the thirty-three days. His name is Ming Xiao, and he was born by Ming Hong's second wife. It is said that Ming Hong said when he was sent here that as long as he occupied the Dark Demon Realm, the Dark Demon Realm would belong to him forever."
"Ming... Su?" Bei Tinghuang called out the other party's name, which naturally surprised Ming Su.
Ming Su burst out laughing, "That's great! Beitinghuang, do you know how high your reward is?" He raised his finger and pointed to the sky, "Thirty-three days, my grandfather said, as long as you are captured alive, You will be able to inherit the spiritual power from your ancestors once."
"What is the spiritual power inheritance of the old immortal?" Bei Tinghuang smiled lightly, "If you can capture me alive, the Devil Emperor is willing to exchange the Yanmotian Clan with you, so that the Spirit God Clan can get it without any effort. The Yanmotian clan is gone, this is my true value, my lord!"
Ming Su was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter again. His male and female appearance was originally enchanting, but now he smiled more youthfully, but he looked at Bei Tinghuang with a pair of particularly interested eyes, "Are you really with me?" Devil Emperor... tsk tsk tsk, I really admire your courage. This young master is actually very interested in you, I wonder how your taste compares to this young master's four stunning beauties?"
Seeing that Bei Tinghuang's face gradually darkened, Ming Su smiled, "However, whether it is the spiritual power inheritance of the ancestors or the Yanmotian clan of the devil emperor, this young master is still more interested in these!"
A little bit of magical power, mixed in the golden divine power, gradually enveloped towards the soft sword. The lore in Bei Tinghuang's hands finally activated the fourth level of magic power attributes for the first time after half a year, bloodthirsty, poisonous attack , god-killing and delusion.
(end of this chapter)