"Hoo …"
There was no accident.
The God Transformation Palm hit Chen Dao Ming.
A black gas, with the power to corrode the soul, instantly enveloped Chen Dao Ming.
"Jie Jie …"
Xie Feng let out a strange laugh, his voice full of contempt.
However, he laughed and laughed, then froze in place.
He saw that after the black gas touched Chen Dao Ming's hat and coat, it all evaporated.
It couldn't get close to Chen Dao Ming's body at all.
"Sure enough!"
Chen Dao Ming's eyes bloomed, and his gratitude was overflowing.
"Young Master, it turns out that you have calculated everything. I am so stupid that I only understand now!"
Chen Dao Ming's body trembled slightly with excitement.
"This is impossible!"
Xie Feng's voice awakened Chen Dao Ming.
"Hehe …"
Chen Dao Ming smiled coldly, looking at Xie Feng as if looking at a dead man, "Xie Feng, you will die today!"
"Little baby, just by yourself?"
After Xie Feng finished, he took out a long black staff and pointed it at Chen Dao Ming, "Since I can't get your body, then I will destroy you!"
"Howl …"
There was a howl.
The black gas surged wildly, forming a storm in the blink of an eye.
"Hoo …"
The surrounding trees were uprooted and turned into debris.
The ground was being torn apart layer by layer, fusing together with the storm.
The terrifying scene destroyed the sky and the earth.
The storm surged forward rapidly.
In an instant, it wrapped Chen Dao Ming.
"Little baby, die!"
A cruel smile appeared on Xie Feng's face.
"Howl …"
Only the sound of the storm was left.
For a long time.
The surroundings returned to calm.
Within a radius of one hundred meters, it was moved to the ground.
Xie Feng's gaze looked in the direction of Chen Dao Ming, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"This must be a dream!"
Xie Feng rubbed his eyes with a look of disbelief.
He saw Chen Dao Ming standing in place, intact.
Not a trace of injury was left.
"How could a little baby in the Golden Core Realm stop my move?"
"This must be a dream!"
Xie Feng's face was full of unwillingness.
"Oh, Xie Feng, if you have any moves, just use them, otherwise, you won't have a chance," Chen Dao Ming said.
"Hmph, just by you? This seat doesn't believe that you can still withstand it! "
Xie Feng executed move after move.
Dark Corpse Explosion, Soul Devourer Technique, Dark Night Soul Obliteration …
However …
It was useless.
Any means that hit Chen Dao Ming did not leave any damage to him.
Xie Feng gasped and looked at Chen Dao Ming, his face full of fear.
"Xie Feng, the Young Master has calculated everything. Today is the day you die!"
Chen Dao Ming carried the long knife, stroked his silver hair, and sneered.
"Young master, what young master?" Xie Feng asked.
"The dead don't need to know!"
After that, Chen Dao Ming's body disappeared.
Dead silence returned to the surroundings.
Xie Feng's gaze swept around, his mental strength on high alert. "Kid, you're playing tricks. Get out here."
The only response he got was silence.
It was as if he was the only person in the entire world.
"Impossible. How could a Golden Core child have such a skill? Even my Divine Sense can't detect it."
"Where did he go?"
Beads of sweat appeared on Xie Feng's forehead as he panicked.
"Haha, it's here."
Suddenly.
A sound came from behind him.
Xie Feng's scalp went numb. He turned around and retreated.
However …
"Stab!"
The sound of a knife stabbing into flesh and blood sounded.
Xie Feng stared blankly at the long knife on his chest. Those notches were like raising his mouth and laughing at him.
"Stab …"
The long knife was pulled back.
"Thump …"
Xie Feng fell to the ground, looking at Chen Dao Ming, his face full of unwillingness.
After a few times, there was no movement, and he died with his eyes closed.
Chen Dao Ming looked at Xie Feng's body with a sneer on his face, "The Young Master has a wonderful plan. No matter how powerful your means are, you can't turn over any waves!"
"The Young Master's bamboo hat and straw cape seem ordinary, but they are extremely extraordinary!"
"Although I can't see the grade, it must not be an ordinary spiritual weapon. It is likely to be a mid-grade spiritual weapon!"
"The soul that can refine a mid-grade spiritual weapon is extremely strong! If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the Young Master is not in the Void Transformation Realm at all, but the Mahayana Realm? "
At this point.
"Hiss …"
Chen Dao Ming took a breath of cold air.
Terrible, too terrible.
He didn't expect that he, a small immortal cultivator, would get such an opportunity.
This was a blessing that had been cultivated for several lifetimes!
"The Young Master gave me two mid-grade spiritual weapons, it must be to let me slay the demons. Since the evil has been eliminated, I must return it to the Young Master!"
"However, it is really shameful to see the Young Master empty-handed!"
Chen Dao Ming's face showed a look of embarrassment.
"Don't worry, find the right thing, and then go see the Young Master."
Chen Dao Ming returned to his senses and looked around.
He found that the entire mountain gate of the Overlord Sect had been moved to the ground. Now, there was only one main hall left.
"I don't know how the master is? Are they okay? "
Chen Dao Ming rushed to the main hall.
When he pushed the door, he saw dozens of people wrapped in black gas, struggling to support themselves.
Chen Dao Ming threw the bamboo hat out.
"Buzz …"
The bamboo hat rotated.
"Hoo …"
Wisps of blue light, like rain, sprinkled down.
The blue light was like sweet dew, enveloping these people.
The black gas on their bodies quickly dissipated.
Taking back the bamboo hat, Chen Dao Ming sighed.
"With my current strength, I can only exert the power of this spiritual weapon at most. If it is held in the hands of the Young Master, I am afraid it will destroy the world!"
Chen Dao Ming put away the bamboo hat and the coat and ran to an old man with a white beard, "Master, how are you?"
"Disciple?"
The old man with a white beard opened his eyes, his face showing a touch of surprise, "Did you save us?"
Chen Dao Ming nodded and looked at the old man with a white beard, "Master, what the hell is going on?"
"Ai …"
The old man with a white beard sighed heavily.
"The evil race is ready to move."
"Our Overlord Sect was targeted by the puppet race. That Xie Feng is not simple. Did he escape?" The old man with a white beard asked.
"He is dead!" Chen Dao Ming said.
"What?"
Everyone was shocked, even the old man with a white beard was surprised.
"You killed him?" The old man with a white beard asked.
"En." Chen Dao Ming nodded.
"Hiss …"
Everyone gasped, their faces full of disbelief.
"Disciple, how is this possible?" The old man with a white beard asked.
"Master, I was guided by a senior. He gave me two treasures, and that's why I was able to kill this evil being!"
"However, the predecessor did not let me say who he was, and I hope Master can understand!" Chen Dao Ming said.
Hearing these words, everyone nodded secretly.
"Ai, such a small thing, what is there to understand! Disciple, you have saved the entire sect! This position of Sect Master will be given to you! "The old man with a white beard said.
"How can this be, Sect Master Qi is doing a good job!" Chen Dao Ming said.
A middle-aged man came out and respectfully clasped his fists, "Dao Ming has outstanding talent and saved the entire sect. I am willing to pass the position of Sect Master to him. Everyone, do you have any objections?"
"No!"
No one objected.
A small sect was just that simple.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
Except for the old man with a white beard, the others knelt down to Chen Dao Ming with a respectful posture.
Chen Dao Ming stood in place, his face showing incredible surprise.
Just because he saved everyone, he became the Sect Master?
"Disciple, since you are the Sect Master, this Five-color God Lotus will be kept by you!"
After the old man with a white beard finished speaking, he took out a dazzling lotus and handed it to Chen Dao Ming.
As soon as this thing came out, there was an exclamation all around.
"The Sect Master actually took out the treasure of the sect."
"This is a middle-grade elixir, I can actually see it in my lifetime."
Chen Dao Ming picked up the Five-color God Lotus, and his mind turned sharply.
"This is a middle-grade elixir!"
"The Young Master may not necessarily like it, but at least he can take it out!"
Chen Dao Ming's eyes shone brightly.
"Disciple, there is still one month before the Yangzhou Sect Grand Competition, everything depends on you!" The old man with a white beard said.
"This …"
Chen Dao Ming was speechless for a while, letting him be the Sect Master, so this was the plan.
"The Sect Grand Competition seems to have a reward, and I can give it to the Young Master!"
Chen Dao Ming nodded secretly, "Master, don't worry, this time, the Overlord Saber Sect will become an eighth-class sect!"
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