Injustice Superman Breaks Through the Second Dimension

Prince Zhenyu Ming obviously knew Jiang Qing and knew his past very well.

However, Jiang Qing was obviously not afraid of the boss of the Monster Locking Tower, and turned a deaf ear to the questioning from the leader of the Monster Locking Tower. He just looked at the fragrant peach in Ling'er's hand with a happy expression: "Girl, give me that fruit."

The two people present in the lock demon tower did not know Pantao, Jiang Qing was a mortal, and the prisoner Ming Wang was too low-level.

Being ignored, King Ming of Zhenyu was furious: "Jiang Qing must not be rude in front of Shangxian, and step back." If he can't cure even a ghost repair, Shangxian will definitely look down on himself, and then he will have no choice. With the help of Shangxian, I think that King Ming is also surging with real energy, his muscles are agitating, his face is flushed and he looks like a ghost in hell.

But even though Duke Ming looked like he was about to do something, Jiang Qing still didn't change color. He wasn't afraid of Duke Ming at all. Although King Ming said that it was because of him that Jiang Qing's daughter survived, Jiang Qing knew that it was a lie. A place, or she would have died long ago.

"If you're not afraid of death, you can come." Jiang Qing raised his hand and held the sword in front of him, with a free and easy look that he would fight if he wanted to, and he was not intimidated by King Ming's language at all.

Prince Ming hesitated, because he really couldn't beat the killing **** Jiang Qing.

This Jiang Qing was the Shushan rebel who fled into the tower with the banshee eighteen years ago and slaughtered all the fellow masters he chased. .

As for this killing god, the King of Suppressing Prison is not his opponent at all.

"Why didn't you get on?" Ling'er said darkly, she didn't like the jailer at first, thinking that he bullied the demon clan too much.

King Ming's face was getting redder and his neck was red. He really didn't dare to go. Before Jiang Qing died, he was only one step away from Jindan. After he became a ghost, he had been practicing sword intent for 18 years. His sword was enough. Cut the mountain **** land in half.

But Shangxian was watching, and Duke Ming also became ruthless: "Jiang Qing, don't forget, your body is still in the tower, I can't beat you, but I can destroy your body and break your foundation."

Ling'er looked at Duke Ming with disgust, thinking that this method was too despicable.

When Jiang Qing heard this, the colder the sword qi became, the floor tiles under his feet were scratched by the sword qi, and he was obviously angry.

King Ming took a step back in fear.

Ling'er couldn't help shaking her head, but everything started because of her peaches, and she had to solve the problem. She is also the first time to experience the plot of stealing treasures, and she is a little curious. I have long heard that if there is a baby in the world, it will always cause a **** storm, but now it seems to be true.

However, Linger saw that Jiang Qing seemed to be about to be reincarnated. Thinking that he still had a daughter, she also felt that there was no need to compete with him. Man, it's really too fragile.

"You are not fortunate to enjoy pantao, this is what I gave my sister to have a miscarriage." Linger stuffed pantao to Zhao Linger, stood up and looked at Jiang Qing: "I see that your soul is incomplete, your foundation is unstable, and you can't support it any longer. , might as well be reincarnated sooner."

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp." Jiang Qing didn't realize Ling'er's magic at all.

The sword energy was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it had already crossed three feet.

"Be careful." Zhao Linger felt that the little sister was a good person and didn't want anything to happen to Linger.

This bit of sword qi couldn't hurt Ling'er at all, but when she raised her small hand, the dangerous sword qi was already in her hand, and it did not disperse.

This was the enemy's sword energy, but it fell into Ling'er's hands and was played with by her.

Everyone who uses this time knows that Ling'er's strength is unfathomable. The sharpest sword can even grasp the sword's energy. What realm does it take to achieve this?

"Is this the sword qi? It's really a bit weird. It looks good, but it's not very powerful." There are not many sword-wielding people around Ling'er, and it was the first time she fought against a sword-wielding enemy.

Not very powerful? !

Jiang Qing and King Ming were both beaten.

Kent couldn't help but make Linger humble: "He has only been practicing for thirty or forty years, and he is considered a rare genius among the human race. It's not bad. They are different from us."

"Oh." Thinking about it this way, it was indeed the case. Ling'er said embarrassedly, "Since my father said you are good, then you should be good."

Dead silence, I don't know what expression to use to face Ling'er.

Jiang Qing suddenly felt that if he continued to act like a light bulb, he would only bring shame on himself, so the sword energy dimmed, and he silently returned to the ground, no longer obsessed with the coolness of the swordsman.

"Okay, let's stop fighting and live in peace." Kent said, "This time, I actually have some things to investigate, you can do whatever you want." "Miss Zhao, I want to ask you something about Regarding your clan, I want to know why you call yourself the Nuwa clan?"

Zhao Linger, who was holding a peach in her hand, shook her head. She didn't even know whether she was a demon or a human, let alone what kind of Nuwa family she was.

"The Nuwa family?" King Zhenyu Ming's eyes widened, and he said that he should commit suicide. First, he was a man of destiny, and then he was the child of a man of destiny. Now that he has something to do with the saint, suicide may be the best choice.

"I don't know, it seems that I have to go to the Nuwa Temple in the southern border." Kent made a quick judgment.

At this moment, another outsider entered the lock demon tower, and Prince Ming of the Suppressing Prison said that he wanted to leave: "Shangxian, I will deal with it." In fact, he decided to seek death in his heart.

Li Xiaoyao and Lingyue Rucai killed two pawns before they met Guan Di, the King of Suppressing Prison. They said the script was wrong

, said that the first upgrade, and then play **? How come you hit ** as soon as you come up.

King Zhenyu Ming knew that he would not live long, so he didn't try his best this time. He didn't use any supernatural powers, so he fought against Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru.

This made the two young people even more strange. They felt that this **** seemed stupid, and their faces were full of determination, as if they had seen life and death and were ready to die.

Kent was speechless. The name of the saint scared a little **** into life and death. Sure enough, the saint is immortal and thieves are endless.

It was impossible to stop the ** giving away experience. The King of Suppressing Prison was buried in the hands of the two young knights. However, the two young knights looked at each other with a relieved smile when they saw the ** dying.

Linger was very strange, "Dad, why would Duke Ming prefer to be beaten to Samsara instead of using his full strength?"

What can Kent say: "He thinks too much." Too much inner drama is not a good thing, why is the saint so stingy: "Jiang Qing, take us to see your daughter, I will take you out of the lock demon tower together. ."

At this time, Jiang Qing was stunned. How could he not know that King Ming committed suicide, and the people who could make King Ming commit suicide were obviously the two in front of him. Although he has killed many people, he has never been able to force the enemy to commit suicide once, but these two people have done it.

Jiang Qing stayed where he was, thinking that if they wanted to see their daughter, would her daughter be in danger? His inner drama is about to begin.

Kent looked at his changeable expressions, and thought that he was coming to another character with a lot of inner drama. He couldn't figure it out. Can't we all be more simple? More sincerity, less routine.