A stream of red liquid flowed out from the hilt of the magic sword and flowed through Jiang Ming's arm throughout his body. It was like the swallowed blood absorbed by the magic sword. At this moment, it was fed back to Jiang Ming to repair Jiang Ming's injuries. It can be seen that the wound on Jiang Ming's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken body on the left also grew new flesh and blood again at this moment. The red liquid squirmed on Jiang Ming's wound.

In just a moment, the blood flow on Jiang Ming's body disappeared, but at this moment, all the wounds on Jiang Ming's body disappeared, and his top was broken in the battle, revealing his entire upper body. Jiang Ming's figure was not very burly and had no twisted muscles. His skin was as white as a cream, like a baby, but very symmetrical, with a uniform beauty, with eight neat abdominal muscles, and every inch was almost crystal clear, exquisite and transparent, faintly, a light projected from the flesh, with a divine skin and jade bones!

The dark magic sword was held in Jiang Ming's hand, as dark as obsidian. If you look closely, you will find that there is a blood-red light cast in the magic sword. The current magic sword is very calm in Jiang Ming's hand, without the previous terrifying momentum, but the cold and evil aura cannot be concealed. Just take a look and you can feel a bone-broken chill.

Pudu's monk's robe was tattered, covered with blood, and was dragging the Seven Treasures Tree with his left hand, his face pale as paper. Compared with Jiang Ming, it was a sharp contrast. The world was silent, and everyone lost their voices. Even the direction of Kunlun was silent. Tianshan, the immortal gate was wide open, accompanied by the light of the flying immortals, Guanghan Palace, it was really like the place of the immortal family, the jade palace of Qionglou, and the fairy moon!

But at this moment, they all lost their voices and did not take action. The three religions joined forces and three extreme magic weapons took action. Lingshan had almost wiped out the family. There was only one Pudu left on Lingshan, and he failed to kill Jiang Ming. How could he fight? Moreover, Jiang Ming's appearance is obviously still at its peak now, which means that the previous trauma did not have much impact on Jiang Ming.

No one can calm down. Looking at the demon sword in Jiang Ming's hand, he was full of fear, because this sword was too evil, and some people's eyes were hot. But they saw that Jiang Ming's injuries just now were all healed by the demon sword. Such a sword is not only powerful, but also able to save the master. If he could get this sword, wouldn't it be like Jiang Ming, invincible in the world!

However, as soon as this greed arises, many people have put it out. Although the magic sword is touching, it also requires the control of life. This kind of extreme magic weapon is not something they can control. Jiang Ming's ability to master the magic sword is completely an alternative. Perhaps it is Jiang Ming's demon-combining magic sword, but even if they put this sword in front of them, they may not dare to touch it. The evil aura emitted from the magic sword is enough to make people retreat.

Ning Caichen's figure was hidden in the void. At this moment, the broken left arm had long grown out. At this realm, it was easy to rebirth with broken limbs. He looked at Jiang Ming on Lingshan. However, he did not look at the magic sword in Jiang Ming's hand, but looked at Jiang Ming, because he found that Jiang Ming seemed to have changed at this moment. His eyes, which were originally red, cold and without any emotion, flashed for a moment, and a hint of humanity was added.

"Jiang Ming is about to wake up!"

This thought came to Ning Caichen's mind. It was not impossible. In his opinion, Jiang Ming is now like some mentally ill patients in his previous life. He was a murderer when he was sick. He was a normal person when he woke up. And it was rumored that the reason why Shushan did not exterminate the family was because Jiang Ming finally woke up and walked into the Demon Locking Tower, which allowed Shushan to escape the disaster of extermination.

"No, at least I have to destroy Lingshan before I wake up."

I felt a little regretful. If Jiang Ming could destroy Lingshan, it would be better to attack Kunlun again, so that he would be happy. Most of the enemies died, but obviously this hope was going to be ruined. While I was regretful, I felt relieved. Jiang Ming was really no one to control now. With the magic sword in hand, how different is Jiang Ming and Ying Zheng a hundred years ago? Unless Kunlun, Lingshan, and Guanghan Palace completely revived the Extreme Dao magic weapon, otherwise no one in the world would be Jiang Ming's opponent.

He looked at Jiang Ming and stared at Jiang Ming's red eyes. At this moment, Jiang Ming's eyes were still red, but it kept turning, as if he was looking at the surroundings, with a look of thinking on his face. This was a natural difference from the eyes of Xianqiang Jiang Ming. At this moment, he obviously became a little more humane. It was obvious that Jiang Ming was really awake.

"He seems to be awake!"

Others also noticed Jiang Ming's situation. Someone said in an uncertain tone, but no one answered. They just looked at Jiang Ming vigilantly because Jiang Ming had too much intimidation for them, and Jiang Ming's magic sword was in his hand, and he was a powerful man in the extreme realm. Even if he was awake, he was not something they could deal with.

"Did I do this?"

Jiang Ming raised his head, looked around with a red gaze, muttering to himself, with a hint of thought and a hint of confusion on his face.

"Wan'er, I seem to see Wan'er... I haven't forgotten it after so many years..."

Jiang Ming talked to himself, as if immersed in memories and his own world, but no one around dared to interrupt. At this time, they saw that Jiang Ming was really awake, but his emotions seemed to be a little unstable. Who knows if there is any possibility of going crazy again?

"Amitabha, congratulations to Donor Jiang for waking up. It is a blessing for all people."

At this time, Pudu made a Buddhist saying and performed a Buddhist ritual to Jiang Ming on his chest with one hand.

"Wake up!" Jiang Ming raised his head and looked at Pudu without wrinkling slightly. Then he looked at the broken void and the broken and deserted earth. He picked up the magic sword in his hand, as if he remembered something: "Did I do these?"

Of course you did it! Countless people shouted in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it. The impression Jiang Ming left on them before was so scary. Even if Jiang Ming woke up now, they didn't dare to say too much, for fear of touching their eyebrows.

"Don't Donor Jiang already know?" Pu Du spoke with no joy or sorrow on his face, as if his heart was like a mirror, and he was not disturbed by external objects: "Donor Jiang was influenced by the demonic sword in his hand and fell into the devil's way. The combination of monks and fellow Taoists also barely suppressed the demonic nature of the demonic sword in his hand, and that was why Donor Jiang woke up."

"This sword is too demonic and is an ominous thing. Please give up this sword as soon as possible and hand it over to me to seal it as soon as possible so as not to harm the people again."

Pudu spoke.

"Did you mean it?"

Jiang Ming raised the magic sword in his hand, looked at the magic sword in his hand, frowned deeply, and looked thoughtful. It was obvious that Jiang Ming had just woken up and didn't even remember what had happened before.

"That's right, this is a demon sword, unknown in the world. I think Donor Jiang also feels the evil aura of this sword." Pudu said: "I would like to ask Donor Jiang to hand over the demon sword to me to seal it as soon as possible, so as not to affect Donor Jiang again and fall into the demon path."

After saying that, Pudu’s right hand was born and made a gesture of receiving the sword. In secret, the people of various major forces were all raised. Looking at Pudu and Jiang Ming, they knew that Pudu was deceiving the magic sword in Jiang Ming’s hand before Jiang Ming was still alive. Regardless of whether he could master the magic sword, he wanted to deceive Jiang Ming away. As long as there was no magic sword, it would be much easier to deal with Jiang Ming!

Jiang Ming did not move, but just wrinkled and did not look at the magic sword in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, and the magic sword was also very quiet at this time.

"Haha, monks don't lie, Master Pudu, you have broken the precepts."

A light voice sounded, and Ning Caichen's voice was revealed in the void thousands of miles away. His white clothes were as snow as snow, and his long dark hair fluttered in the wind. Everyone's faces changed, and there was a sharp murderous intent in Pudu's eyes flashing through.

"You obviously want to take advantage of Brother Jiang Ming's hand that he has not completely recalled everything and deceived the sword in his hand. Why do you have to say so righteously?" Ning Caichen raised his lips slightly and said, "If I guessed correctly, you must have sent a message to the people of Kunlun and Guanghan Palace now. As long as Brother Jiang Ming's hand is out of hand, the people of Kunlun and Guanghan Palace will definitely kill Jiang Mingxin."
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