Gao Wu: You were allowed to join the army and become a five-star general?

Chapter 463

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Gu Ming, you damned brat!"

"I have lived for hundreds of years. As long as I swallow Bing Ling's daughter, my innate bloodline will surpass the main clan."

"You cut off my path, you will not die well!"

...

The heart and lungs were pierced by the silver spear. The Frost Prince felt the passing vitality and felt fear for the first time.

He, the Frost Prince, the Frost Ancestor.

Even before the previous generation of Frost Ancestor, he had an identity of the previous generation.

He, relying on the secret method of blood swallowing, achieved immortality in another sense.

However, this immortality is unstable and unscientific.

Even, his immortality is at the cost of mental disorder and madness.

But, in order to surpass the main clan and escape death, he can only choose this.

Seeing that Luo Shui has outstanding talent and pure blood.

As long as he swallowed Luoshui, his talent would definitely be on par with the leader of the main clan, and it would be no problem for him to carry the banner of the revival of the Frost Dragon Clan.

However, his path was cut off by someone.

Last time, he was interrupted by Gu Ming.

Now, he was going to die.

Feeling the murderous aura coming through the tip of the spear, especially the strong blood mixed in the murderous aura.

The Frost Prince's face was pale, and his pupils were bloodshot.

Ordinary demon lords are very difficult to kill.

Because at the seventh level, they have already transcended the scope of ordinary life.

Even if the heart is destroyed, as long as they are given time, they can regenerate.

But, feeling the silver spear inserted in the heart, feeling the blood that gradually spread throughout the body, constantly devouring and taking away his vitality.

The Frost Prince was really scared.

"Roar!"

I don't know how long it took, the huge ice dragon that kept struggling suddenly lost its last strength.

With the final resolute roar, the wings fell to the ground with a "thump", splashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

Prince Frost looked at Gu Ming desperately, as if he wanted to remember his face deeply, and drew circles below to curse him.

However, Gu Ming's face showed no expression. He silently drew out the blood-stained silver spear and stabbed it into Prince Frost's abdomen.

Not long after, a demon pill as big as a water tank appeared in front of him.

Ice crystals condensed on the demon pill, and there seemed to be an ice dragon in the core, baring its fangs and claws, roaring wildly.

"The seventh-level demon lord is really different."

Feeling the will that was still left in the demon pill, Gu Ming's eyes were calm, and he raised his hand to put it away.

No matter how arrogant this ancestor of frost and prince of frost were in the past.

But now, he is dead.

Died in his own hands.

He also became the first seventh-level demon lord he had killed.

However, this will definitely not be the last one.

Gu Ming turned around and looked down at the entire battlefield.

Zhao Zilong and Tang Yuke looked over and saw that Prince Bingshuang was completely dead, and their faces changed a little.

Zhao Zilong was moved, and felt that Gu Ming now had the strength to kill the seventh-level demon king.

Even though he and Tang Yuke had just fought.

But there is no doubt that Gu Ming is now at the same level as him.

Even after this battle, Gu Ming may be able to break through the real seventh level in a short time.

By then, how strong will he be as a real seventh-level martial master?

Will he surpass himself directly?

Zhao Zilong shook his head and smiled, without thinking much.

For the Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers, they initially protected each other's growth.

And when the other party grows up, it will naturally follow.

This is their mission, and it is also the path they are willing to take.

The goddess of the blazing sun in golden armor did not have the same emotion as Zhao Zilong.

She just had a new understanding of Gu Ming's strength, and then curled her lips.

"A sixth-level demon killing a seventh-level demon, I really can't do it..."

Tang Yuke murmured in her heart, but her face was full of arrogance.

"Hey, hey, hey, you are trying to steal the head! It should have been mine!"

Hearing the arrogant voice, Gu Ming smiled and shook his head.

"This is considered a kill by the three of us. I never thought of taking credit."

He is the Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers, how could he compete with his own general for credit?

Even if killing a seventh-level demon lord is a great credit, it is even enough for him to use it as a stepping stone for another promotion.

But Gu Ming would never do that.

"Hey, that's not what I meant..."

Tang Yuke said, her voice gradually became smaller, a little embarrassed.

She is a member of the royal family, what do she want this credit for?

And Zhao Zilong is even less likely to be promoted to general because of this.

Therefore, it is better to give all the credit to Gu Ming. Maybe he can become a lieutenant general with this?

But looking at Gu Ming'sReally, he even took out the demon lord's inner elixir and split it into three.

Tang Yuke and Zhao Zilong hurried to stop him.

"Hey, hey, hey! You killed that giant dragon. I only want the dragon bones, not the demon elixir."

"By the way, I want the dragon bones you left in Fire Dragon Mountain as a reward for saving you this time."

The Goddess of Blazing Sun raised her snow-white neck slightly and spoke proudly.

Zhao Zilong on the side also said hurriedly.

"Gu Ming, you keep the demon elixir for your promotion to the seventh level. I don't need it."

Gu Ming thought about it and didn't say anything polite to Zhao Zilong.

The Zhao family protected and cultivated him for reasons other than these.

Even if it was for these, it was not for this.

He has a long way to go to pay it back.

Gu Ming put away the demon lord's inner elixir, glanced at the bottom battlefield without much ripples, and looked up at the sky with Zhao Zilong and Tang Yuke.

The battle below lasted for more than an hour, and with the death of Prince Frost, the beasts below had already begun to flee.

Continuing to pursue was just to expand the results of the battle.

However, no matter how the battle below went, the red sky did not show any signs of dimming.

In fact, there was a half-black sky and a half-fog-steamed sky.

Gu Ming's eyes were slightly worried, and Zhao Zilong smiled after seeing it.

"Don't worry, father, he is the Sky Dome Overlord Sword."

"Even if the Sky Guardian and the Emperor of Eternal Night join forces, don't think about doing anything to him."

Gu Ming listened and calmed down, but he still stared at the entire sky.

Across the clouds, above the ten thousand meter sky.

Old Master Zhao was shirtless, holding a blood-red long sword, and looking at the opposite side with cold eyes.

The Emperor of Eternal Night and the thousand-meter dragon stood side by side, but did not take the initiative to attack.

After a brief fight, they all understood the horror of the old man in front of them.

It can only be said that the name of the Sky Dome Overlord Sword is well-deserved.

This old man's strength is too exaggerated.

The Emperor of Eternal Night and the Sky Guardian exchanged glances with fear and quickly determined the tactics.

The fire demon has strong explosive power, but lacks endurance.

Even for an eighth-level fire god like Mr. Zhao, it is the same.

As long as they can withstand these waves of Mr. Zhao's explosions, they still have a chance of winning.