Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

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The black tower looks ordinary, but the aura it emits is extremely terrifying, as if there is a god of death hidden in it. Once it breaks out of the cage, boundless death and destruction will come.

Ming Huan's heart was beating wildly involuntarily. It was an unprecedented fear that made him want to turn around and run away immediately.

However, he knew that he could not escape. If he could not complete the task, his end would be a hundred times more painful than death.

"Pretending to be a ghost will not save your life!"

Ming Huan suddenly rose up and rushed towards Ji Wufeng in the air.

The old man smiled coldly, threw the black tower in his hand high into the sky, and Ming Huan clapped it with his palm.

boom!

"ah……"

A small black tower, Ming Huan's violent energy slapped on it, but it didn't move at all. Instead, he felt a sharp pain in his palm. When he lowered his head, he saw that the bones in his palm were broken and the flesh and blood were blurred.

His hand seemed to be made of tofu, hitting an iron block, and he screamed repeatedly.

Ji Wufeng was also stunned and said, "Why is this iron lump so hard?"

He was very aware of the terror of the king's strong men, and he did not expect the black tower to be so strong.

The old man chuckled and said, "It's more than just hard? Just take a look."

Minghuan's blood overflowed, and the black tower began to tremble, as if a starving ghost suddenly saw a delicious meal, and traces of black energy spread out.

Ming Huan, who was howling miserably, suddenly looked horrified and said in a trembling voice: "This...is this a black spirit?"

The stronger the people, the more aware they are of the horror of the Black Spirit, because they have more exposure to the secrets of ancient times, and know that once the Black Spirit appears, there will only be destruction and death.

The old man said proudly: "Old boy, this is my first time to take action. It is a great honor for you to die under my soul-suppressing tower."

Ming Huan's previous arrogance had long since disappeared, and he said, "You dare to collude with Black Spirit. Aren't you afraid of becoming a public enemy of all realms and being hunted down by everyone?"

"As long as you die, no one will know about it."

Ming Huan's face turned pale, he turned around and flew into the sky, trying to escape.

Ji Wufeng shouted quickly: "Stop him. If he runs away, things will be very serious."

The old man crossed his arms and said, "Don't worry, this old boy can't run away."

Ming Huan was very fast, and he had already traveled dozens of miles in almost the blink of an eye, but Black Tower was even faster, turning into a black light and chasing after him.

Silks of black energy wrapped around Ming Huan like living tentacles and penetrated into his body along his facial features. Ming Huan suddenly howled in horror and said: "Spare me, spare me..."

Ji Wufeng frowned for a while. Ming Huan was quite powerful. If he could use it for his own purposes, he would have more leverage to go to the imperial city.

However, before he could make a decision, he saw Ming Huan's whole body violently twitching, and all his meridians and muscles were squirming. Then his strong body shriveled up quickly, leaving only a skinny mummy.

Ji Wufeng couldn't help but feel terrified. Damn, this thing is too scary, right? In an instant, he drained a strong man of the third level of King Dao.

The black tower killed Ming Huan, and all the black energy was taken back into the tower. It flew in front of Ji Wufeng and circled around him, like a pet dog acting coquettishly with its owner.

The old man cursed with a dark face: "You're an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, I'm obviously taking care of you as your father and mother during this period, okay?"

The Soul-Suppressing Tower has recognized Ji Wufeng as its master. The two are connected by blood, so they will naturally regard him as the closest person. Although he was frightened by the soul-suppressing tower, Ji Wufeng felt a sense of intimacy from it. This feeling was somewhat different from those so-called magic weapons in the world of cultivation. That was because the soul-suppressing tower had channeled spirits and gave birth to his own spirit

Wisdom, able to express one's emotional fluctuations clearly.

At this time, Ji Wufeng felt that the soul-suppressing tower was a terrifying beast, but in front of its owner, it was like a harmless pet dog.

After Ji Wufeng calmed down, he turned to the old man and said: "This thing is so powerful, what should you be afraid of in the future? Just kill him if you don't like him." The old man rolled his eyes and said: "This soul-suppressing tower is connected to your blood. , your own strength is also closely related to you. With your current strength, it is already the limit to kill a first-level king. The reason why you can easily deal with Minghuan just now is

Catch him off guard, plus he's frightened. If he turns around and fights you, you're not sure who will kill whom? "

Indeed, the soul-suppressing tower can at most deal with the first level of Wang Dao at this time. As for Ming Huan, it is because he was frightened by the black spirit and did not even have the courage to take action. He was basically left to be slaughtered.

Ji Wufeng stared, feeling scared, and cursed: "Damn boy, why didn't you tell me earlier? If Ming Huan goes crazy and fights with me, wouldn't it be the end?"

"If I had told you earlier, would you have been so confident? So what if you knew it in advance? Could it be that Minghuan won't deal with you? It's better to pretend and catch him off guard."

The old man said angrily: "I have good intentions and put myself at risk to help you, but instead I am blamed. You really have no conscience."

Ji Wufeng grinned, stuffed the soul-suppressing tower into the old man's hand, and said: "I'm scared, why don't I just complain a little bit? Come on, I'll keep using this artifact for you. Don't be angry. I'll give it to you next time." Find two beautiful mother trees!”

The old man was right. With their strength, they couldn't deal with Ming Huan. Although it was a bit risky, they succeeded. That was the best way.

The two of them rushed back immediately. There were three kingly warriors on Ming Yuanqi's side, so don't kill them all.

However, when the two arrived, the scene in front of them was shocking.

There were almost fifty people in the Prince's escort team. At this time, almost all of them fell to the ground and turned into corpses, including two strong men of the royal way. Only one strong man of the royal way was left alive.

boom!

Mingtie Mountain was as beautiful as a fairy, but at this moment, its whole body was covered in blood, like a killing god. The blood-stained slender hand rose up in the air, and the kingly warrior spurted blood and flew out.

"Oh my god, isn't this woman too powerful?" Even the old man was shocked. Although he had seen higher-level battles, Ming Tieshan killed fifty people by himself, including three kings. For a strong man, among the same level, this is simply a change.

state.

The king's powerful man had a look of horror on his face. After being knocked away, he flew into the air and tried to escape.

Ming Tieshan's eyes revealed cold murderous intent, and he pointed out in the air.

Ji Wufeng hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill, don't kill, keep alive, it will be of great use!" Ming Tieshan's eyes narrowed, his finger tilted, and a burst of energy shot directly into the calf of the kingly powerhouse, directly piercing through and causing blood to bloom. There was a splash, a scream, and it fell from the sky.