Qi Huan and others were full of ecstasy.

The middle-aged man in front of him was the elder of their Tianlong Gate and the elder Zhao Dong.

The Holy Emperor character.

Even if Lin Tianming is against the will of heaven, can he fight against the Holy Emperor?

Qi Huan's eyes were filled with a vicious look and resentful voice, and he said, "Elder Zhao Dong, this person is called Lin Tianming, and he is a guy who was demoted to an abandoned disciple of the Holy Land by the Heavenly Palace."

"We wanted to stop it, but this man was arrogant and killed us as soon as he arrived in the holy realm!"

"I look down on our virtual power Tianlong Gate."

“It’s really hateful.”

The cold and hoarse hatred resounded.

At this moment, Qi Huan was filled with endless hatred for Lin Tianming.

If you can kill this kid.

Of course I am happy.

Lin Tianming looked inconvenient, and there seemed to be a beam of flame exploding deep in his pupils.

A first-level holy emperor.

It will not cause any crisis for him.

But with his current attitude, it is not easy to win.

"Lin Tianming, you are the abandoned disciple of the Holy Land that was demoted by the Heavenly Palace. Even though you know that you are an abandoned disciple of the Holy Land, you still dare to come to the Holy Land!"

"This holy land is not your home!"

When Zhao Dong heard this, his eyes were extremely cold and exuded a shocking chill.

Although their Tianlong Gate is a virtual power, it does not come from a barbarian monk who can humiliate him.

And he was also a boy who was demoted to an abandoned disciple of the Holy Land.

Although the Holy Emperor lost his identity when he took action, he saw that the people who were killed in Tianlong Gate were killed.

Of course he has to take action.

With a loud bang! Zhao Dong swung his arm and slapped it out, and a huge palm print condensed from the void.

This move penetrates the vacuum, as if it wants to erase Lin Tianming directly.

The abandoned disciple of the Holy Land actually dared to kill the people from the Tianlong Gate. In his eyes, this was the urge to seek death.

"I want to come to the Holy Realm. Even if God wants to stop me, it will be useless!"

"What are your Tianlong Gate? Can the dogs in Tiangong be successful?"

"If you want to stop me from entering the Sanctuary, no matter what it is, you are not qualified!"

Lin Tianming's eyes opened and closed, and endless fierce light came out violently.

Boom!

His aura suddenly surged, his muscles swelled, and bloodthirsty madness flashed in his eyes.

"The Demon-Decisive Hand!"

"Eternal Fist! Destroy!"

A cold voice was heard, and an extremely powerful fist print rushed over and collided with Zhao Dong's palm print.

With a bang, a low voice resounded, and the space trembled.

Lin Tianming only felt a breath of imperial aura raging all over his body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He then took a few steps back and a harsh look appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Dong's eyes turned cold.

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

"Under the power of Elder Zhao Dong, Lin Tianming blocked it, but was a little injured?"

"This is impossible?"

"Elder Zhao Dong is a veritable Holy Emperor."

"How could it be defeated?"

"This is definitely not true!"

"Lin Tianming comes from the barbarian land, and his cultivation is just a person of the Saint-level level. How could he block the attack of the Saint-Emperor?"

Qi Huan and others were extremely surprised when they saw this scene.

Each of their faces was twisting, extremely ferocious, and they really couldn't accept this.

If Lin Tianming is the top saint or the half-step saint emperor.

They did not have this sense of humiliation, but from the battle just now, Lin Tianming's spiritual energy was obviously less than the eighth-level saint.

It is already ridiculous to defeat them with such strength.

But they caught another attack from Elder Zhao Dong, which was definitely unacceptable to them.

Why?

They are so different from monks from the barbarian land?

"It seems that I can't let you go."

Zhao Dong's eyes flashed with extreme murderous intent, since the battle with Lin Tianming just now.

Lin Tianming was obviously more evil than he thought.

"If I want to leave? You can't stop it."

Lin Tianming Dao.

With a sneer, Zhao Dong's figure turned into a residual light and disappeared in an instant.

"Arrogant!"

Lin Tianming's eyes flashed.

There were constant rumbling sounds, and Lin Tianming and Zhao Dong were constantly fighting in the air.

The blood was constantly spitting out of Lin Tianming's mouth, and the battle between the two was like a battle between ferocious beasts.

There were constant horrifying voices.

The terrible spiritual power kept resounding.

Tearing the space, the stunning aftermath swept across.

This made Qi Huan and others look even more ugly.

Qin Suleng said, Yinya clenched, "Is this Lin Tianming too strong? Is this really coming from the barbarian world?"

Qi Huan remained silent.

He could not refute, at this point.

Lin Tianming's strength has completely told them.

Be able to fight with Elder Zhao Dong for so long.

Enough to tell them that he is strong.

But why?

It is logical that the resources of barbarians are beyond their own.

Why???!

"Shock and kill! Tianlong Killing Highway!"

Zhao Dong's eyes were extremely violent. He could not kill a Saint for such a long time?

A ferocious look was released in one eye.

He directly produced a top-grade imperial martial art!

With a puff.

Lin Tianming's chest seemed to be about to explode, and an indescribable anger gushed out of his body.

Blood was flowing in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Tianlong Gate? I, Lin Tianming, remember!"

"I want to kill me and prevent me from entering the holy realm."

The cold sound was slowly spit out.

In his eyes, terrifying aura lingered out.

"Hmph, so what if I remember? Abandoned people in the Holy Land cannot enter the Holy Land. You cannot not know this!"
To be continued...