The ancient and desolate shrine.

Zhao Yun was sitting on the throne on the high platform of the palace, with a divine light connecting his eyebrows. The divine light came from an alien dimension.

That one-dimensional space is the inheritance space left by the God King of ancient times.

now,

The inheritance from the ancient God King is continuously being instilled into Zhao Yun's mind.

Wang Ming, who was standing next to the throne, had an extremely gloomy expression on his face, and his anger was as surging as an undercurrent at the bottom of a deep pool.

Hearing the demon's eerie roar made his already bad mood even worse.

"Noisy!"

Wang Ming shouted coldly, and a fierce murderous intent emanated from his body. Immediately, the murderous aura filled the entire Palace of the God King.

icy!

Crippled!

Depressed!

in an instant,
Everyone in the palace saw a flash before their eyes, and then they were plunged into a crazy world of killing. They saw countless crazy figures rushing towards them.

Once they are hit by those crazy zombie-like figures, they will feel a slight loss of their mental strength.

This forced them to continue fighting with it in the spiritual world.

But as the fighting continued, the eyes of the Holy Maiden of the Holy Gate, Yin Feng and Yin Zhong, who had originally had clear expressions, began to emit red light.

Obviously, if they continue to fight, they will be assimilated by this murderous aura and become madmen who only know how to kill.

At this moment, some unknown formation in the hall was suddenly activated, dispersing the murderous intent that permeated the entire hall.

Wang Ming's body trembled and he glanced around the hall.

"What's the matter with the triggering of this formation?"

"Did I accidentally trigger the ban of the hall, or is there some other control?"

"Or should I say they..." Wang Ming looked at the people below.

Wang Ming thought to himself, "What's the use?"

After Wang Ming's killing intent attack,
The demon who had just gone mad and wanted to take Zhao Yun with him to die, his eyes became clear and he dared not continue to flash the scarlet light. He looked at Wang Ming with an expression of inexplicable horror.

He did not suffer much substantial damage, but the power displayed by Wang Ming again made him even more uneasy.

Yin Zhong, Yin Feng, and the Saint Girl were sweating profusely. They were trying their best to eliminate the murderous thoughts in their hearts and did not want to be controlled by them.

The three people whose cultivation was restricted were even more miserable. Tang Fei and Tianming Taoist were both unconscious. Only Yang Wunian, who was a Taoist who mainly cultivated his spiritual power, was still conscious. But from his tuberculosis-stricken appearance, it was clear how much damage he had suffered under the attack of murderous intent.

If the killing impact

Yang Wunian, who believed in Wei Wo Dao, was even more terrified. He pointed at Wang Ming and said in a trembling voice:
"you……"

"You...what, when did you practice...the killing...the killing way!"

Wang Ming glanced at everyone in the audience with indifferent eyes: "Kill!"

"This thing! Does it need special repair?"

"You'll learn it if you keep killing people, won't you?"

After hearing Wang Ming's Versailles words, no one present had any intention of complaining, and their hearts were chilled.

Kill! Kill, and you will get it!

Is this human language? Is there any humanity in this language?

This made Yin Zhong and Yin Feng feel even more frightened. Yin Feng's living environment was already simple and she had never seen such things before.

Even Yin Zhong, who has lived for five hundred years and was once regarded as a villain by the protagonists, now feels that he is not worthy of being called a villain compared to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's murderous aura is indeed acquired as he keeps killing people.

He himself does not like killing, but his luck is shallow, and people cause trouble wherever he goes, and he is entangled in various battles.

As time went by, the sins of killing became heavier.

Wang Ming practiced martial arts in the early stage, and had [Karma Fire Red Lotus] in the later stage, and he kept changing the world.

Therefore, the world's heaven was unable to record how many people Wang Ming had killed. As long as he did not take the initiative to run to the heaven, he would not be punished by the heaven.

If it were someone else, he would have been marked as a red name by Heaven, and everyone in the world would have worked together to kill this scourge.

Although the number of people he killed was a little less than those who truly practiced the way of killing, he almost never killed ordinary people, and the quality of his killing was extremely high.

Wang Ming, who was standing next to the throne on the high platform of the temple, appeared next to the demon Senran in a few moves and stretched out his claws to strike him.

A faint light covered the claws, and the protective flowing demonic energy membrane outside Tianmo Senran's body was immediately broken. When the sharp claws were about to pierce his chest, Tianmo Senran reacted immediately, and his body fell down to avoid the move.

Then the demon, who was lying on his back, started kicking with his feet continuously, as if he was swimming on his back in the water, and quickly distanced himself from Wang Ming.

Wang Ming just stepped on the ground, and the floor tiles that were like magic weapons shook at this moment. An invisible wave of air rushed out, shaking the demon directly off the ground. The next moment, Wang Ming appeared beside him again.

Without giving Tianmo Senran any time to react, he used more than a dozen sealing methods on him in succession, sealing all his abilities and cultivation.

Then he turned around and sealed the cultivation of Yin Zhong and Yin Feng, who were suppressing their murderous intent on the ground.

"Then I feel relieved." Wang Ming said with satisfaction.

Yin Zhong said angrily: "You don't keep your word!"

Wang Ming said: "Don't worry! I will unblock you when the inheritance is over."

Golden energy and matter flowed in Wang Ming's eyes. Time flowed in the hall, space moved, energy was converted, light and shadow changed, everything was visible and clearly reflected in his divine eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the beam of light that connected to the other-dimensional inheritance space.

The pillar of light is a legacy left by the ancient God King.

The ancient god king's cultivation level is very strong.
Even stronger than Wang Ming’s cultivation in his heyday!

And much stronger.

Wang Ming had never actually fought with a saint, nor had he actually met the ancient god king of this world in person.

but···
"World of Journey to the West", "World of the Precious Lotus Lantern", and "World of Conferred Gods".

In the three worlds, Wang Ming clearly felt the pressure emanating from the saint.

Comparing the pressure emanating from the saint with the fluctuations emitted by the statue of the God King above the temple, Wang Ming speculated that the cultivation level of the ancient God King should be below that of the saint, but definitely stronger than a quasi-saint.

In his prime, Wang Ming was able to fight against ordinary quasi-saints. Even veteran quasi-saints would only make Wang Ming feel threatened, but would not make him feel invincible.

At this time, Wang Ming watched the [All-Seeing Eye] constantly analyzing the inheritance light. He was worried that there was something fishy in the inheritance light.

The knowledge, scriptures, laws, insights, and combat skills in the inherited light...
Wang Ming's expression became strange.

The reason why he could analyze the contents of the inheritance so easily was not because his [All-Seeing Eye] was so powerful, but because he had practiced some of the laws in it before, and his attainments in the laws were not bad.

"So it is~-~Ah!" (End of this chapter)