Dawn field.

Seeing Ji Qianming expanding the domain directly, Frost Ghost's face looked extremely ugly. As Ji Qianming said, Frost Ghost's body itself is not strong, and it is easy to kill him with Ji Qianming's strength. Although this clone can only rank at the bottom among the president's many clones, it is also the only clone he has installed in Shangxiehuihui. If Frost Ghost dies, his connection with Shangxiehuihui will be completely cut off.

There is still some time before the next time you use your abilities to create a clone, and his power is in the divine realm, which means that Shangxie will completely escape from his control.

In the dawn field, the star-like sword of dawn hung in the sky. Ji Qianming picked off one casually, pointed the sword at the frost ghost, and his eyes were burning.

Today, he will bring back the last piece of debris no matter what!

The frost ghost's eyes contracted, and the temperature around him dropped sharply. Gray ice and snow covered him, gathering more than a dozen huge ice cones and shooting towards Ji Qianming!

"Long time no see, old friend." Ji Qianming's mouth raised slightly, and said to the diffuse dawn light spots beside him, then slowly raised his right hand and pointed at more than a dozen ice cones.

The dawn spots around him were radiant, floating around him like rounds of sunlight. The golden robe condensed on him, setting off Ji Qianming's figure like a divine fire, and the scorching and sacred golden fire waves gushed out.

The dozen ice cones of small buildings began to melt the moment they touched the fire waves. Although the gray ice and snow were several times harder than usual ice and snow, they could not last for a few seconds in front of the morning fire.

After melting the ice cone, the golden wave of fire did not stop at all, and rushed towards the frost ghost like a real wave. At the same time, Ji Qianming's figure flashed, holding the sword of dawn and stepped on the waves, his eyes full of killing.

Frost ghost clasped his hands together and snapped at the ground. Gray ice and snow, like a castle, stretched out from the ground, hiding Frost ghost's figure in the deepest part. This is Frost ghost's strongest defensive skill.

"Ji Qianming, you are a talented person and do things for me. I promise that you will be one person or one person in the future, either in the divine realm or on the earth." The burning heat wave was right in front of you, but there was no tension on Frost Ghost's face. The plain tone was like a conversation between old friends.

The golden waves of fire hit the frost fortress and quickly melted the outer wall. The sword of dawn in Ji Qianming's hand was raised high, and the sword of dawn like stars in the sky gathered down and condensed in Ji Qianming's hand.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Ji Qianming said lightly, and the dazzling sword in his hand gently swung down. A terrifying sword shadow extended out of his hand, easily cutting the entire castle open. The terrifying sword shadow slashed straight towards the Frost Ghost at the core.

"You..." Before Frost said the silence, the golden sword shadow had already submerged his figure, and the scorching morning flame burned it to ashes. Before his death, Frost ghost looked at Ji Qianming coldly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

The dawn domain gradually dissipated, and the holy robe on Ji Qianming's body also faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye. His spiritual sense swept over and confirmed that the frost ghost had completely disappeared. The whole person turned into a ray of night and flew towards the other direction.

This time...is trouble.

...

Youge Pavilion.

Bang-!

A crisp explosion came from the house of King Min'an. King Min'an held the broken teacup in his hand, and the hot tea dripped down his palm onto the ground, his face was extremely gloomy.

How long has it been since he felt the anger? One hundred years? Two hundred years? Since his clones spread throughout the divine world, his strength has become stronger and stronger, and fewer and fewer things can cause his emotional fluctuations.

But this time, he was really angry.

The fragments were robbed, the first special envoy was killed, the invitation he sent was rejected, and his only eyeliner in the Shangxie Society was still dead...

In his eyes, Ji Qianming is just a teenage boy. He is the president of the evil association and the ninth final owner. He has lived for hundreds of years, but he still can't control him?

"Ji Qianming... Don't think of returning to Earth alive!" King Minnan said in a deep voice, then slowly closed his eyes.

...

Eastern Region.

"The weather is dry, be careful of the candle."

In Qingfeng City, not far from Jackdaw City, a man holding a gong and wearing a yamen uniform, with a handsome face, walked through the streets at midnight and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, he looked up and looked towards the direction of Qingxu Gate, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a half-step divine king-level cultivation fluctuation spread out from him, his whole temperament changed, and a strong sense of confidence was emitted between his eyebrows.

Who would have thought that this Qingfeng City Kung Man was actually a hidden half-step god king?

"Don't think about returning to Earth alive." Da Gengren murmured to himself, and the next moment he turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky, whistling towards the distance.

...

On the other side, Piaomiao Sword Sect.

The head of the Sword Sect, who was sitting in the quiet room, slowly opened his eyes, and the anger in his eyes flashed. He stood up and reached out to hold the air.

In the ancestral hall, the sword in the sect trembled all over and emitted a crisp sword sound. The thick sword intent scattered from the sword body, and then it directly broke through the void and descended to the head of the Sword Sect, and floated behind it.

"Ji Qianming, I'm here." The head of the sect reached out and held the sword, gently stroked the air in front of him. Under the ripples of space, his figure disappeared without a trace.

In the Sword Sect, the elder's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyebrows were full of doubts: "Strange, where are the heads of the sect so late, where are they going with Piaomiao Sword?"

In addition to fighting against others, the head of the Sword Sect also had four and a half-step powerful men in the realm of the God King at this moment and rushed towards Ji Qianming.

Some of them are hermit cultivators, some are transformed into monsters, and some are outer elders of the holy land... These powerful people who can easily dominate one side seem to have been summoned and moved at the same time.

They are all clones of the president of the Shangxie Society.

...

Qingxu Gate.

Ji Qianming increased his speed to the extreme and flew towards the direction he came, regardless of whether it would attract the attention of other practitioners. Now he has no time to pay attention to these things. This time he killed the Frost Ghost and offended the president completely. The president's power in the divine realm is definitely not something he can compete with now. Anyway, the fragments have been obtained, and as long as he can return to the earth safely, the president cannot do anything to him.

Just as he flew out of the Qingxu Gate, a silver light fell from the sky and hit him heavily. The queen with a white angry mask walked out of the smoke and dust and stared at Ji Qianming's eyes.
Chapter completed!