One thousand four hundred and twelve chapter three

"What a terrible three styles of deciding God!"

At this moment, all the strong people in Hanmingzhou are hairy, and they feel like a chill. This is only the second of the three types of rulings. They actually have such terrifying power, even if it is Nanming's shot and Nanming's angry sea. The strong are also shocked.

"What a tomb buried in the heavens!" Lin Feng praised with a smile looking at the coffin in the void.

"The wild clan's unique knowledge is quite terrifying." Gu Hengmo looked at Nan Ming in the void and said undefeated: "But the undefeated brother is still calm, I'm afraid this trick is hard to do with him."

"broken!"

At this moment, Nan Ming's undefeated throat made an angry sound, his eyes were extremely cold, and a strange spear suddenly appeared in the palm of his palm. This spear was black.

His figure rose from the sky and turned into a stream of light, like the world's rapid speed, and the dark spear in his palm turned into an aurora.

Aurora and his figure formed a line, and this line became thinner and thinner, almost condensing to an extreme realm, as if it could penetrate the void, interspersed with the coffin in the void.

"Zheng!"

An ear-piercing sound of clank blasted into the void, the ray of light disappeared, and the coffin shivered slightly in the void, and at this moment it made a click.

The coffin broke, and a booming sound sounded.

The coffin was torn apart in the void, turning into a turbulent flow and falling into the void. As the coffin shattered, the barren figure in the void trembled. His figure stepped back and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The powerhouses of Taihuangzhou turned pale when they watched this scene. The deserted sea looked gloomy, and a line of light appeared in the distant void, it was Nanming's undefeated figure, and Nanming's undefeated complexion was pale.

"What an undefeated Nan Ming!" Huang Wudao turned and stared at Nan Ming undefeated and said: "You actually cracked the second form of the three forms of the gods, well, I will use the third form today, and I will now I ask you, if you do not accept it, if you do, you will be my mount from now on!"

"Neurotic!"

"No way, is your brain kicked by a donkey."

"Huan Wudao, are you mentally ill? Your injury seems a bit serious."

"This barrenness may be stimulated."

Many experts from Hanmingzhou, especially those from the Immortal Realm, hurled insults.

But as if he hadn't heard this ridiculous way, his eyes were still fixed on Nan Ming undefeated and said: "Nan Ming undefeated, answer me!"

"Haha. As they said, you are indeed a bit mad. The three types of rulings, the first two are nothing to do with me. I really want to learn your third type." Nan Ming stared at Huang Wudao with undefeated eyes. .

"Haha, okay, Nanming is undefeated, I give you a chance, you don't cherish it, no matter what, I will show you the third form of the ruling today, and it will be sublimated!" Lan Wudao said with a mad smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't waste time." Nan Ming scanned Huang Wudao indifferently.

"Extremely sublimated!"

The sound of ancient vicissitudes suddenly sounded from Wudao's mouth. His blood boiled like a river boiling the sea, shaking out destructive power fluctuations, his bones interlaced and collided, making a sound like thunder in the gods.

"Huh!"

Divine winds erupted between the heaven and the earth, and Huang Wudao’s body erupted with brilliant radiance, like a big sun turning into a round of the gods. At this moment, it is difficult for the masters of Hanmingzhou or Taihuangzhou to open their eyes. .

His breath climbed wildly, this breath caused Nanming to run into water, Nanming shot, Nanming Anger and other strong men suddenly changed color, the original expression was calm and not cheap, and Mu Teng Tian's expression became solemn.

"fate."

At this moment, Lin Feng held his hands on his back and looked sharply at the void. His left hand exuded a brilliant glow, and the marks in the center of his palm appeared, turning into a star map, like a condensed God Realm.

But no one can see all this.

"What a terrifying aura, it's already close to a figure of Saint Emperor level."

"Extremely sublimated, it really is the most sublimated!"

"The three styles of reducing the gods are worthy of the peerless magic created by the Emperor Huangtian when he crossed the calamity."

"It's horrible, I can't think that the third style of the three styles of the gods is so scary."

"Nan Ming is undefeated and will be disabled."

"Nan Ming is undefeated and will be beaten this time."

The powerhouses of Taihuang Continent and Hanming Continent have been talking about this scene, feeling the powerful magical powers of Huangwudao, and the strong people on Hanmingzhou's heart have a jealous color.

Nan Ming's undefeated figure in the void remained motionless, his expression extremely calm.

"Nan Ming is undefeated, I'll give you another chance, do you accept it or not!" The barren and majestic voice sounded. At this moment, he was like a real god, carrying supreme majesty between his feet.

With a big wave of his hand, a blood-colored sharp spear emerged in the void, and the sharp spear appeared out of thin air in front of Nan Ming's undefeated throat. The tip of the spear seemed to contain extremely terrifying power, erupting like a volcano at any time.

"Haha, stop talking nonsense, I'll stand here and let you attack, and see if you can shake me." Nan Ming looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as a terrible light burst out from his body.

This light was scarlet, and contained incomparable power. He turned the power of the whole body into defensive power, resisting the third form of the judgment.

As soon as these words came out, all the strong people who watched the battle changed their colors. The strong ones in the Great Desolate Continent felt as if they had misheard the words, while the strong ones in the Han Ming Continent were still there.

"Go to hell!"

Huang Wudao screamed, the dark gun in his hand was shining with scarlet blood, a shot was pierced, and it directly pierced Nan Ming's undefeated throat. The terrifying power was vented, and strange changes emerged.

"clank."

The piercing sound of clank resounded in the void. This gun kept hitting the scarlet light from Nanming’s undefeated throat, bursting out brilliant light, the power transmitted by the scarlet light was not strong. But it is endless, seemingly endless.

Huang Wudao changed color endlessly, but the aura on his body plummeted sharply. He roared wildly and swept towards Nanming's undefeated Dantian again with a sharp spear in his hand.

"enough!"

At this moment, Nan Ming undefeated suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, his figure wandered out, avoiding the shot of Wudao directly, his figure appeared in front of Wudao like lightning, with a punch. He went out, and slammed heavily on Huang Wudao's chest.

"bump!"

A dull sound blasted into the void, and the barren body was directly smashed into the void by Nan Ming's undefeated body. The whole figure rolled in the void, vomiting blood on the sky, and then fell into the void.

His breath fell to an extreme, not even as good as the saint. He bent down, squeezed the black sharp spear in his hand, and kept spitting out blood from his mouth.