Doomsday Manor Owner

Seeing that Jie Ming was about to be removed by the arc blade, a golden light shield suddenly lit up his body, like a huge golden bell, pressing him upside down.

"Fortunately, I have kept a hand. These four people really have some tricks. Ami, Buddha, it seems that I will use the means of subduing demons, and become a Vajra!"

Jie Ming threw the iron stick in his hand aside, folded his hands together, and the layer of golden giant bell on his body melted suddenly, flowing along his body like golden juice.

When the change stopped, the person who appeared in the place was a two-meter-high angrily gaze, and there was no way to see what Jie Ming was originally looking like.

"snort!"

The two-meter-long Vajra turned into Jieming snorted and rushed towards the four foreign mutants.

Under the control of the mutant, several arc blades turned into an arc and attacked the second vajra again. The second vajra waved his right hand and slapped the several arc blades away.

"How dare you offend me, China?"

After turning into two halves of Vajra, Jie Ming even spoke with a full sense of ancient meaning, as if he had traveled through time and space, and came specifically to wipe out demons.

The foreign mutants were stunned at first, then they showed disdainful expressions on their faces. The energy in their bodies was injected into the weapon and rushed towards Jie Ming again.

Jie Ming sneered, slapped his right palm as big as a palm fan, and directly smashed a mutant into the rock.

"clang" "clang"

The weapons of the other two foreign mutants slashed at Jie Ming hard, but were directly bounced aside, not hurting Jie Ming at all.

Jie Ming swept his left arm across, swept the two mutants away, and hit the rock on one side. Instead of pursuing, he directly caught the mutant who was smashed into the rock by him.

He grabbed it with his left hand, and then punched the foreign mutant in a continuous manner.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

Jie Ming punched one punch after another without stopping, each punch carrying a huge force.

The two foreign mutants who were swept by Jie Ming to the mountain rock rushed over again. Jie Ming didn't even look at it, and swept his left arm and swept away again.

Several arc blades flew over quickly, and Jie Ming waved his right hand casually, trying to drive away the flies, and slapped the arc blades away again.

"puff!"

The foreign mutant in Jie Ming's hand had already started vomiting blood.

"Click!"

The foreign mutant's sternum was broken and an abnormal depression appeared in his chest.

"Bang!"

The heart of the foreign mutant has been completely shattered by Jie Ming.

Throwing the corpse in his hand aside, Jie Ming turned his gaze to another foreign mutant.

Facing Jie Ming's gaze, the foreign mutant didn't even have the courage to rush up, and turned around and ran away.

But Jie Ming could not let him escape. He chased him after a few big steps, opened his left hand, grabbed his shoulder, and fisted his right hand, repeating the process just now again.

The remaining two foreign mutants no longer dared to stay where they were. They turned around and got into the crowd.

After killing the foreign mutant in his hand, Jie Ming walked straight into the crowd. Anyone who encounters foreign mutant will slap them with one palm.

With the help of Jieming, other Chinese mutants have also become much more relaxed.

"Master Tianhai, why bother to hide his weakness? I won't start killing now, and when will I wait?"

Jieming walked to the side of Master Tianhai's disciple, slapped the foreign mutants who were fighting with them and said with a heroic laugh.

Master Tianhai turned his head and saw those foreign mutants surrounding and killing the Chinese mutants, and sighed with complex eyes.

"A disciple, please be your teacher!"

Taoist Tianhai turned his body, and the Taoist robe on his body flew up, disintegrating and turning into countless silk threads, forming a huge magic array, completely covering a hundred meters in a radius.

Then he sat cross-legged, and the seal in his hand kept changing. The young Taoist priest was holding a long sword and staring at the foreign mutants around him with a look of alert.

"Hiss-Master Tianhai is such a big deal, so I'll help you here!"

When Jie Ming stood there, it was like a small hill, shocking the foreign mutants around him and making them afraid to step forward.

As the magic formulas in Taoist Master Tianhai's hand changed, a green halo began to flow on the silk threads. All the foreign mutants in the magic circle immediately felt their bodies sinking and their movements became much slower.

When they saw the silk threads around them, they immediately guessed that all this must be related to these silk threads.

"This damn silk thread!" A foreign mutant cursed angrily, waved the weapon in his hand, and chopped towards the silk thread around him.

But those silk threads seemed to be blurred, and the weapon directly passed through the silk thread without any impact on the silk thread.

Other foreign mutants also discovered that their attacks could not do anything to these silk threads. Following the direction of the silk thread, they soon discovered Taoist Master Tianhai sitting cross-legged there.

"It's that middle-aged man. These threads are all caused by him. As long as he kills him, these threads will disappear."

A foreign mutant shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, dozens of murderous gazes projected towards Master Tianhai. Faced with the gaze of many masters of the same level, the young Taoist priest only felt a dry mouth.

dry.

"snort!"

Jie Ming took a step forward, and his huge body blocked the sight of many foreign mutants.

Feeling the increasing suppression around, the foreign mutants became more and more impatient. Even Jieming's strength could no longer shock them.

A tall foreign mutant in armor raised the sword in his hands, and a pure and dazzling white light lit up from him.

"Our Father in heaven, may all the world respect your name as holy, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth, as in heaven."

As the tall foreign mutant chanted, the white light on his body became more and more dazzling.

The white light filled his whole body, attached to his armor, and also condensed on his big sword with both hands. After the change stopped, the foreign mutant looked at Jie Ming, his eyes full of beating war.

meaning.

Jie Ming made a move with his right hand, and the iron rod inserted on one side flew into his hand. The golden energy spread upwards, wrapping the iron rod and turning into a huge demon-subduing pestle.

The tall foreign mutant lined up with people on both sides, carrying a big sword with both hands, and strided towards Jieming.

Other foreign mutants can only stand by and watch. Facing these mutants who possess the ancient methods on Earth, these mutants who are still exploring their power are no opponents at all.

Before the tall foreign mutant attacked, Jie Ming took the lead and took the lead. His right arm shook, and the huge golden demon-subduing pestle smashed towards him with a whimper.

This attack was like a meteor, as heavy as a mountain. The air in front of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was directly tied, like a huge iron plate, smashing towards the man with armor.

He raised the sword with both hands, and the white light on it became even more dazzling, with no weak momentum, and he tried his best to slash towards Jie Ming's demon-subduing pestle.

"boom!"

It was as if two giant mountains collided, and the loud noise made all the mutants around him feel tinnitus.

Jie Ming took two steps back, and the rocks under his feet shattered into powder. The man in the armor took three steps in a row, and his feet were already a little trapped in the rocks.

"Okay, I didn't expect that there would be such a brave man among you and others! Come again!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the man in the armor is at a disadvantage in the face of Ji Ming, but if the man in the armor entangles Ji Ming, other foreign mutants will have the opportunity to attack Master Tianhai.

Many foreign mutants wanted to attack Taoist priest Tianhai, but they were all stopped by other Chinese mutants. Even a few fish that missed the net were stopped by the young Taoist priest.

Seeing this scene, among the foreign mutants, a black and thin old man sat cross-legged on the ground, followed by a strange handprint with his hands. After a while, a black flame ignited on his body.

Although the black flame seemed to be rated, it seemed to contain a noble and extraordinary aura.

The black flames directly ignited the surrounding silk threads, and then followed the silk threads and burned towards Director Tianhai.

"What?"

Feeling the change, Master Tianhai suddenly opened his eyes and changed his face after seeing the black flames.

"We can only rush to urge you!"

The seals of Master Tianhai's two-hands changed, and the silk threads immediately contracted. (To be continued.)