Chapter 401 Wrong

''puff!''

Yin Zhong was grabbed by the Golden Demon and pulled out from the demon statue which was intertwined with blue and red colors.

Without Yin Zhong, the blue-red energy crystal demon disappeared between heaven and earth like ice and snow melting.

Wang Ming controlled the Golden Demon's hand and exerted force, intending to crush Yin Zhong with one blow and put an end to it once and for all.

"Chuckles!!!"

The big golden hand slowly clenched, gradually increasing its strength, as if squeezing a plump tomato.

suddenly,

Yin Zhong's eyes opened, emitting infinite light, and an overwhelming force was released. The next moment, the shadow of a spirit mirror appeared above his head.
"Not good!" Wang Ming was shocked and immediately threw Yin Zhong out.

"Chichi! Chichi!"

Sure enough, the magic mirror on Yin Zhong’s head who was thrown out released a white light.

Anything illuminated by that beam of light will disappear in an instant.

The corner of Wang Ming's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered a function of the spirit mirror, which was that it could capture people into the internal space of the spirit mirror.

Yin Zhong, who was thrown out by Wang Ming, gradually controlled his balance in the air and began to adjust his body shape. The white beam of light also followed and shone towards Wang Ming.

Before Wang Ming could react, the Golden War God's waist and abdomen were illuminated by the magic mirror.

The Golden God of War instantly lost the ability to move and was frozen in place.

The next moment, the white light began to change. With Yin Zhong's end as the center, the light began to change into a fan shape, trying to completely cover the Golden God of War.

The hundred-meter-tall Golden God of War was slowly shrinking. An inexplicable energy was making the Golden God of War's body smaller.

At the same time, the light was slowly moving towards the crown of the Golden God of War.

Wang Ming's eyes jumped, and he thought to himself: "I don't know what the internal space of the spirit mirror is like, I must not be absorbed into it."

Wang Ming is not proficient in spatial means, and it is difficult to get out once he enters.

at this time,

Wang Ming's body was also frozen and he couldn't move.

''receive!''

The Golden God of War is gone.

Wang Ming put it into his own storage space.

Just by saying it silently in your mind, the system space can store the designated items into the space.

"Bang!!!" There was a sound of air exploding.

With the disappearance of the Golden God of War, the control over Wang Ming was instantly lifted.

Wang Ming, who didn't want to be controlled anymore, immediately changed direction by stepping on the air.

During the time that Wang Ming was controlling the Golden God of War, his broken calf had recovered.

At this time, he was holding Zhao Yun in his arms, with the He Shi Bi and the Evil Emperor's relics suspended outside his body, constantly changing their positions in the air to prevent the light of the spirit mirror from shining on them.

The spirit mirror was still constantly adjusting its position to lock onto Wang Ming, but Wang Ming's movement speed was too fast.

There was no way to truly shine the light on him.

Zhao Yun had disappeared from Wang Ming's arms at some point. Wang Ming quickly changed his position on the ground, getting closer and closer to the place where the magic mirror was.

Facing Wang Ming's powerful attack, Ling Jing was a little panicked and the speed of his light emission increased.

But it was impossible to freeze Wang Ming in time.

Wang Ming saw Yin Zhong's lips moving from a distance.

"Swish!"

A sharp invisible sword energy shot directly at Yin Zhong's head, interrupting Yin Zhong's spell.

The sword energy was extremely terrifying. It directly pierced through Yin Zhong's head, leaving a coin-sized penetrating wound.

Blood slowly flowed out of the wound, but the next moment the flesh and blood began to wriggle, and the wound recovered in the blink of an eye.

This was the result of Yin Zhong's passive skill of immortality. It could be said that Wang Ming's sword energy did not cause any substantial damage to Yin Zhong, but it was not completely ineffective.

at this time,

Wang Ming had already rushed within one meter of Yin Zhong.

Yin Zhong's body is not controlled by himself, but by the spirit mirror, so it is inevitably a little slow.

Wang Ming stretched out his red and blue hands and suddenly grabbed Yin Zhong's chest.

"Chi La——"

The scarlet claw shadows slashed across Yin Zhong's broad chest, leaving four wounds deep enough to see the bones.

"Sizzle———"

Another azure claw shadow appeared, adding four wounds on top of the original four.

Four cross wounds were formed.

Before Yin Zhong could react, he stretched out his five claws extremely quickly.

Yin Zhong's chest was thrown open alive, and blood gushed out crazily. The blood disappeared as soon as it appeared, disappearing in an extremely strange way.

"Puff!" Wang Ming's palm, which was emitting scarlet light, crushed Yin Zhong's heart.

Even so, Wang Ming still did not stop.

"Crack." The azure blue palm pierced through Yin Zhong's head in an instant.

"Puff!" He opened his skull and threw away the five-hole thing...

A palm with extremely hot properties hit his head, and the next moment it was like a watermelon exploding...

Wang Ming retreated fiercely.

He stayed about ten meters away and observed Yin Zhong, who was already lying dead on the ground.

He thought to himself: "An immortal body, usually just chopping off the head and digging out the heart will kill him."

Minutes and seconds passed, and Yin Zhong did not stand up again.

"Huh!" Wang Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This battle lasted too long and he was really tired. Today he was basically fighting against opponents of higher levels and the strain on his mind and body was too severe.

Wang Ming turned around and was about to leave, but he felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

''boom!!!''

A powerful palm force appeared and hit hard where Wang Ming was standing.

''Puff puff!!!!''

When the smoke and dust cleared, Wang Ming was not hurt. He had defended himself in advance, but two deep skid marks were left on the ground, which were the result of being pushed back more than ten meters.

Wang Ming's face looked very unhappy and he looked at him with gloomy eyes.

I see,

Yin Zhong's figure slowly floated up, and the wounds on his body were healed in the blink of an eye. It was truly miraculous.

Wang Ming was horrified and began to doubt his own guess: "Could it be that Yin Zhong is really immortal?"

Wang Ming had repeatedly calculated Yin Zhong’s situation before.

He is definitely not immortal at this time. Yin Zhong's immortality in the early stage was only reflected in his ability to heal his wounds.

This self-healing ability should not be the result of Yin Zhong's practice, but comes from his innate ability.

Every five hundred years, the Tong family will have a being with the talent to become a god. The previous generation was Yin Zhong, and this generation is Tong Xin.

This is actually the return of ancestral bloodline.

Those members of the Tong family who inherited divine power will be different from ordinary people from the moment they are born.

Some can observe celestial phenomena, some can listen to animal language, and some have the ability to heal themselves...

Wang Ming frowned and said: "Did I really guess wrong?"

(End of this chapter)