Chapter 952

There was already chaos in the dark temple hall, but there was no change in the outside world.

Seeing the white haired ghost born again with blood, Chun Bu Lao sneered: "my stupid and cowardly son, what you remember is that these cowards will show their means?"

"Blindly protecting your life is just a coward's means!"

"Attack is the best defense. You don't understand the truth that you must lose after a long time!"

Spring is not old enough to teach the white haired ghost. He occasionally glanced at Chen Ming, but found that Chen Ming was on fire and began to roast mutton kebabs

"Well, another cumin flavor..." Chen Ming smashed the golden mutton kebab and sprinkled a pinch of cumin powder.

Being too lazy to talk to Chen Ming, Chun Bu Lao stood among hundreds of puppet emperors and said with a smile, "is that all you have? My son has only this ability, but he can't get revenge. "

The limbs of the white haired ghost ejected the short sword again, "you will do as you wish!"

The white haired ghost rushed towards chunbu Lao, "in an instant, the sky is shining!"

Boom!

Chun Bu Lao raised his hand with a knife and directly split the white haired ghost back dozens of steps. His arms trembled. There was black blood dripping on his arms. Three of his hand bones were broken.

But the white haired ghost still didn't give up. He continued to use all kinds of techniques and attacked chunbu Lao.

"Split the holy Qi of heaven!"

"Eight feet invincible!"

"Thunder Aurora!"

.......

Countless times they were knocked down, countless times they got up again, and the white haired ghost continued to attack chunbu Lao, boom!

Another knife fell, splitting the white haired ghost's legs into the ground.

The white haired ghost stretched out his hand. He still wanted to get up, but Chun Bulao stepped on his head, "enough, I don't want to see it again!"

"You don't deserve to be my son. My son shouldn't be such a waste."

He raised the knife in his hand and continued: "I thought that since you have the heart to kill me, you have the ability to kill me. Then, you inherited everything from me, and I don't think there's anything. Everything about me should have been yours, but you don't have this ability!"

"Now it seems that I think more. You are just a waste. How can you bear the power of second-order power?"

"You can't control the power and are destined to be swallowed up by the power itself!"

"It's better to let you die than to be imprisoned and tortured after taking over power!"

"If you die in my hands, I can give you a pleasure!"

Chen Ming smashed the mutton kebab in his mouth. Look at the situation, the old man is dead!

After all, villains die of talking too much!

This is an eternal truth!

Chun Bu Lao smiled and looked at the white haired ghost in front of him, and then said, "so, how do you want to die?"

Chun Bu Lao let go of the white haired ghost. The white haired ghost knelt down on one knee in front of Chun Bu Lao, bowed his head and begged, "father, my son is wrong. My son shouldn't have thought of killing you..."

"Son, I want to inherit everything from you!"

Spring is not old, complacent and complacent. He reaches out and strokes half of his beard.

The white haired ghost continued, "and, father, I have a word to say to you."

Spring is not old and complacent. He doesn't care about the white haired ghost at this time. "What do you want to say, my son?"

The white haired ghost's head slowly raised, "my father has just taught me a lot, and I want to teach my father a little."

"That is, kneeling does not necessarily mean submission. Half kneeling is also the most powerful posture!"（ Reference 100m running posture)

Chun Bu Lao noticed something wrong, but he didn't have time to react. What he saw was the fierce light beating in the eyes of the white haired ghost!

The figure of the white haired ghost flashed by. He bowed his head and faced two short swords in his belly.

Endless blue flames swayed on him, and blue lava lava flowed in his mouth, taking away all his strength at the same time!

He looked at the white haired ghost and couldn't breathe clearly, "you... Knew... My... Weakness..."

"Worthy of... Is... My... Son..."

"The only... Son, the most... Proud... Son..."

"You... Should... Remember... Power... Needs a price..."

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the head of the white haired ghost. However, just when he met the white hair of the white haired ghost, he was kicked away by the white haired ghost. The two separated. Chun Bu always held a wisp of white hair, then fell to the ground, and the whole body's flame went out.

His eyes lost any expression and no breath. Spring is not old. The white haired ghost laughed wildly, "mother, did you see it? I, Wang Jiujiu, have finally avenged you! "“ This guy doesn't deserve to be my father! "“ Mother, did you see that? I have avenged you! " The white haired ghost opened his hands and roared at the sky like a beast, "ah!" He looked down at Chen Ming, then went to the lone star skin. He stretched out his hand and picked up the lone star skin. Then he heard the whisper of authority“【 Demon language · Tiansha lone star] those who kill their parents and teachers, those who are close to them, all die without a place to bury! " The white haired ghost wanted to let go of the lone star skin in his hand, but he found that the authority continued to whisper, "you are my master!" The white haired ghost is excited. What he needs to inherit this second-order power is to kill his father, mother and teacher? He turned back and looked at Chun Bu Lao who couldn't stand up. He hurried to Chun Bu Lao's body. Chun Bu Lao's abdominal robe was torn open by his short sword. At this time, a pair of small embroidered shoes fell from his abdominal open robe and fell on the ground. The white haired ghost stretched out his hand and picked up this pair of small embroidered shoes, "this is the first pair of shoes I wore when I was a ghost baby..." behind him, the black robe cracked, and a lone star dotted behind him, without any star company, sun and moon, lonely and cold. He looked at the dead Chun who was not old, half crying and half laughing and said, "so everything is your calculation. You calculated for 700 years to let me kill you myself?"“ Because only in this way can we fully inherit the power of the celestial ghost and the lone star... "You knew that I was a reincarnation fairy before I was born..." "do you think I would appreciate you if you were like this?"“ No, no! " The white haired ghost soft fell to the ground, "you like my child, but why don't you say it, but let me kill you?"“ Power, no, I don't want this power at all... "Chen Ming looked at the dramatic scene in front of him. It turned out that there were so many twists and turns in it. He waved and a jar of wine appeared in his hand. He lifted the cover, took a sip and threw it directly in the direction of the white haired ghost. The white haired ghost caught it, raised his neck and lifted the wine jar to fill his mouth with spirits. Tears mingled with the wine entrance, masking the traces of tears. Deep down, the evil ghost wept. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.