National Destiny: Bound God-level luck to create the strongest sect

Ling Qinghou didn't care how surprised the white-haired old man was, he snorted coldly and continued to attack.

With a stab of a finger, a ray of light flashed through the dark hole.

The white-haired old man gave a loud shout, and the coffin behind him reappeared.

A huge black shadow stepped out of the coffin, blocking in front of the white-haired old man.

Ling Qinghou's eyes were fixed, and he pointed at Heiying's body with both fingers.

"boom"

The black shadow's body shattered into pieces, and immediately collapsed, turning into little golden lights and dissipating.

And the white-haired old man swayed the moment his figure collapsed, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

As for Ling Qinghou, his already pale face became even paler. It was obvious that the move just now could not be used casually, but a certain price had to be paid.

He snorted and knelt on the ground on one knee, sweating profusely.

At this moment, the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth curled up, and he saw a huge ghost claw suddenly protruding from the void, grabbing towards Ling Qinghou who was kneeling on the ground.

Suddenly a faint voice came from a distance.

"The melon is almost eaten, let's call it a day."

At this moment, Su Ming appeared behind Ling Qinghou and waved his sleeves.

The ghost claws that were about to fall immediately dissipated above their heads.

"who?"

The white-haired old man said with a gloomy expression.

"Who am I? I am your ancestor. Well, I declare now that this place belongs to me!"

Su Ming lifted his chin and said arrogantly.

"Heh, you said it's yours, so it's yours? Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you're handsome, watch the trick!"

At the moment when the white-haired old man wanted to make a move, his complexion suddenly changed, because he found that he couldn't move his whole body.

And Su Ming, looking at him with a smile at the moment, said:

"Hey, old man, do it, why don't you do it, why is your mouth twitching, is it because you have a bad bone, you have a stroke."

Cold sweat ran down the white-haired old man's forehead, and his face was flushed.

"Soul-killing period?"

"You kid is actually a great power in the spirit-slaying stage?"

he said in disbelief.

"My boy? Now you fall into my hands, are you still so crazy?"

Su Ming stepped forward, patted his face and said.

"Do you know who I am? I am the Great Elder of the Nether Corpse Sect!"

Su Ming originally thought that the old man would beg for mercy in fear, but his face was calm and composed, and he even started to report his family name.

"I don't care if you belong to the Yin Corpse Sect or the Yin Corpse Sect, what does that have to do with me?"

He didn't care much.

"Hahaha, indeed, your Yin Corpse Sect is just a branch of the Ancient Beauty Holy Land in the Southern Region. I really thought they could come to save you."

At this moment, Ling Qinghou said with a wry smile, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Southern Region? I'm not afraid of the place that is hundreds of thousands of miles away. Tell me, old man, how do you want to belch?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man finally understood that he was not afraid of cooperating with Su Ming after saying so much, and finally began to beg for mercy:

"I was wrong, I was wrong, senior, senior, I was blind and didn't see your identity just now, senior, please let me go, I will disappear in front of you immediately."

The white-haired old man's frightened teeth began to chatter.

"Hahaha, I really laughed to death. This is the youngest elder of the Yin Corpse Sect. I didn't expect her heart to be so unbearable."

Ling Qinghou knelt on the ground, laughing loudly.

"Shut up! My life is almost gone, and there are so many things to pay attention to! If you miss, you should die quickly."

The white-haired old man stared at him, fearing that Su Ming would be unhappy because of this and give him a finger.

Who knew that Su Ming actually nodded in agreement:
"That's right, how can you give in to me so easily for a great elder like you? You should resist tenaciously and die rather than surrender. That's how I think highly of you."

"Ah? What? Can it still be like this?"

The white-haired old man opened his mouth wide, completely unable to understand what Su Ming was thinking, but he didn't care if he survived.

He immediately obeyed Su Ming's words, pretending that he would rather die than surrender:

"Okay, if that's the case, then you kill me, it's impossible for me to beg for mercy! This old man would rather die than surrender!"

Hearing what the white-haired old man said, Su Ming nodded:

"That's fine, since that's the case, old man, go to hell."

The white-haired old man's face turned green, and he yelled at Su Ming:

"Fuck! You bastard, you..."

Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, Su Ming squeezed with one hand, and the white-haired old man died.

The dignified elder of the Yin Corpse Sect, a strong man in the state of transformation, was played to death by Su Ming so abruptly.

"Okay, there's only one left. Come on, do you want to go or stay here? I don't think you can beat me. If you don't grab the jade coffin from me, I won't kill you. How about it?"

Su Ming patted away, turned his head, and said to Ling Qinghou who was still kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, Ling Qinghou's eyes showed fierceness, staring at Su Ming like a fierce beast:
"If you want to take away the jade coffin, just step over the corpse below!"

"I won't let you take the jade coffin away!"

Su Ming looked at him as if he wasn't joking, and said in surprise:
"Hey, it looks like you know about this jade coffin?"

Ling Qinghou gritted his teeth:

"Know how."

At this moment, Reiko Jingong interjected again and said:

"Hey, hey, what, the man in green, did you see a woman in white with a fox mask before you came?"

"That's my apprentice, if you see it, please tell me."

Su Ming glanced at her, and said to Ling Qinghou:
"Then, if you know, you tell her, I don't want your life."

Ling Qinghou took a deep breath, probably due to the injury in his body, he said slowly:
"When I came, I did see a woman wearing a white dress and a fox mask, but she had already been dragged into the coffin by the great elder of the Corpse Yin Sect."

"It is estimated that there are no bones left."

"Is that so, I'm still a step late."

Jingong Lingzi said absentmindedly.

"Junior Sister." "Sister You."

Dongqing and Tan Youyou also showed pained expressions.

Su Ming also had a look of regret in his eyes, and then he adjusted his mentality and continued:

"Since you said it, I will keep my promise and not kill you."

"However, that doesn't mean I won't take this jade coffin with me."

"I will never allow you to take away the jade coffin!"

Ling Qinghou's complexion changed, he made a tactic with both hands, and then slapped his chest suddenly, exhaling a green breath from his mouth.

The green energy wrapped around Su Ming and the others, miraculously imprisoning Su Ming for 1 minute.

In this one minute, Ling Qinghou immediately ran to the side of the jade coffin, reaching out to take the jade coffin away.

But the sudden change.

"Kakkaka."

The jade coffin actually opened by itself at this time!