Chapter 1584: Chapter 1,581, fairy sister Wang Nuan (1/97)

The extremely powerful sword light had a spirit that could dissolve all pressure, and it instantly formed a confrontation with the thousands of resentments in the supreme world.

The tomb god was startled by this scene; he had never thought that a single tear from Wang Nuan would actually turn the situation around at the crucial moment.

In the waiting room, Wang Ling was observing the battle from a distance while sharing the scene in Wang Ming's mind.

His two brothers were closely watching the development of the battle.

"Leng Ming has appeared... so that's how it is..."when he saw the green grass appear, Wang Ming felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He was thinking about something.

Wang Ling was an immortal king, so Wang Nuan was a fairy.

In that case, Nuan's tears were the legendary... female juice!

"..."the corners of Wang Ling's mouth twitched.

He pretended that he hadn't heard anything.

Wang Ling had expected Leng Ming to appear, because Leng Ming had a savior mechanism, and it was usually the sword master's blood that could trigger this kind of "Savior spirit blade"effect.

This was a built-in rule for all sword spirits that came from the sword king world; as long as they believed that the sword master needed it, the sword spirit would definitely appear.

But Wang Ling didn't want Wang Nuan to be hurt in the slightest.

He had specially changed this rule for Wang Nuan; a single tear would trigger this protective effect.

In the supreme world, accompanied by Leng Ming's emerald-green Sword Light, this place, which was filled with desolation and deathly stillness, seemed to have been revitalized.

The tomb God's eyes were filled with astonishment. He had originally not placed Leng Ming in his eyes.

That was just a small heavenly tomb grass. There was nothing to be surprised about.

However, when Leng Ming appeared at this moment, the tomb God had to admit that he was shocked by the growth of this small grass.

Leng Ming, who had appeared out of nowhere, seemed to have just returned from a special training. He was clearly a child, but his body was clearly stronger than before. He seemed to have grown a lot taller.

He was wearing a gray-green training suit with a strap tied around his waist. His entire body was filled with a lively aura, like an elf who lived in the forest.

When the sword aura surged, Leng Ming's hair naturally floated up, exuding a kind of spirituality.

With Leng Ming as the center, this barren ancient mountain was instantly covered with tender green grass.

The wildfire could not be burnt out, and the spring wind blew and grew again.

These grass had unimaginable tenacity. In this supreme world filled with resentment, they were constantly destroyed and reborn..

"To be able to grow to such an extent."

Previously, when the Sword King realm was in chaos, the tomb god clearly remembered Leng Ming's appearance at that time.

It could only be said that the changes brought about now were too great.

"In my supreme world, don't be impudent."

The tomb God began to become angry. In the blink of an eye, the barren ancient mountain in front of him turned into an oasis.

It made him feel extra dazzling.

Seeing the grass that was constantly withering and reviving spread out like geckos, the tomb god unleashed his final strength!

100% of the Supreme World's pressure!

All of it was bombarded!

In an instant, the wails of this world became even louder. Mournful screams and painful moans rose and fell one after another, bringing with them a mournful wail of the collapse of the heavens.

Billowing black gas surged over from the horizon in the distance, causing this supreme world to sink into an unprecedented depression.

When these black gas approached, they transformed into people of all shapes and sizes, their scarlet eyes emitting a light akin to Hell in the netherworld.

They were all ancient powerhouses who had once been killed by the tomb god. Now, they were all mobilized by the supreme world and sacrificed to become an army of the undead.

Stepping on the black clouds, all of them wore pitch-black undead armor. It was so dark that it made the sky and earth tremble.

The vast army of the undead rushed from afar and attacked the green ancient mountain where Wang Nuan was.

It was dark underneath.

Wang Nuan's ancient mountain had turned into the only oasis. It was like the last light in this world that was about to be covered by endless darkness.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"Leng Ming frowned slightly and stretched out his strong little arm to shield the little girl behind him. His small body actually looked like a giant at this moment.

The first battle after returning from cultivation was such a situation. This was also a test for Leng Ming himself.

However, he was not frightened by the ghastly scene in front of him.

Instead, he was constantly thinking about the combat techniques that his master and mistress had taught him during the special training.

At the same time, he was also measuring the gap in combat strength between his side and the tomb god.

This was the tomb God's supreme world. In this world, the tomb God could do whatever he wanted.

"We can't delay here. We have to think of a way to split this world."

Thus, after thinking seriously, Leng Ming said.

Hearing this, the tomb God laughed out loud on the spot. He held his stomach as if he had heard the funniest joke of all time. "Do you think that my supreme world is a watermelon? You can split it as you wish? Don't forget, you are just a small blade of grass."

"Shut up! How would I know if I don't split it?"Leng Ming's fighting spirit was abnormally high, and he was unwilling to admit defeat so easily.

Boom!

At this moment, the undead army in the distance was getting closer. The deep murderous aura of the Sea of blood swept over, bringing with it a destructive pressure.

This was an unimaginable deterrence.

The powerful undulations shocked Leng Ming deeply.

Leng Ming had never felt such a level of pressure before. Even when he was receiving the mixed doubles of Jingke and Bai Qiao, the pressure he felt was not as great as the one before him.

"Do you feel the difference?"At this moment, the tomb god slowly reached out his hand, curled his fingers, and slowly closed his palm. With every inch of strength he exerted, the energy fluctuations became stronger.

It was as if there was no end to it.

Leng Ming started to become nervous, but he still persisted.

He came here to protect Wang Nuan, and at the same time, to show off the results of his special training. He didn't want to embarrass his master.

"Heya."

At that moment, Wang Nuan slowly crawled over and lay on Leng Ming's back.

The soft touch brought with it the scent of a baby's milk. Leng Ming's small face instantly turned red. "Nuan..."

At that moment, Leng Ming felt a sense of relief.

It wasn't just Leng Ming. Wang Nuan also felt the same way.

Because of Leng Ming's appearance, the world pressure brought by the supreme world was divided into two.

Wang Nuan and Leng Ming, the master and servant, shared the world pressure equally. It had become their salvation.

Wang Nuan didn't say a word. Like a soft paste, she held Leng Ming's neck tightly.

In the next moment, the little girl's eyes became sharp.

Leng Ming instantly understood.

The real counterattack was about to begin!

Although the little girl had just been born, her strategic thinking was unusually clear.

She channeled her shadow path power onto Leng Ming. In an instant, the green grass that was constantly spreading out began to spread out at an extreme speed..

The speed at which it spread out was abnormally astonishing. It formed a green ripple that clashed with the tomb God's undead army.

"He actually used the shadows of these grass to counteract the effects of withering..."

The tomb god was shocked.

He did not think that the little girl in front of him working together with the grass would actually have such an unexpected effect.

If this continued, his supreme world would be completely turned green!