Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
The moment Lin Ming's aura gradually became apparent, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.
The strong wind rolled up the dark clouds, the sun instantly became dim, and the whole world fell into chaotic darkness.
At this time, almost everyone's eyes fell in this direction.
…
Holy See.
Several scarred people gathered together to heal each other's physical scars, with sad looks between their brows.
But suddenly they saw the distant position near the east, the darkness that covered the sky and the sun, and they frowned in unison.
"A natural miracle!"
"What the hell happened!"
Deep in the colorful church, buried in a particularly hidden laboratory, Wei was conducting experiments on his hands, and his fingers suddenly became stiff.
His lowered eyes exuded an inorganic and superior light, as if he had lost his mind, or like a lofty god or Buddha without emotion.
…
East.
A courtyard secluded in the mountains and forests.
Some people looked up in the direction of Long Island worriedly.
"What exactly happened? Why did such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth appear?"
"Lin Ming and Mr. Xie should be safe now!"
…
On the vast sea.
The white snow that was hovering in mid-air, breaking the rising waves, suddenly froze, letting the waves hit her body, and she, wet all over, stared straight in the direction of Long Island, shrugging.
tip of the nose.
"What does it smell like?"
"I smell a lot of death..."
…
In a forest hut shrouded in mist, one person tossed three coins and the other turned the crystal ball in his hand.
But the three coins were spinning on the ground, and no hexagram appeared. The crystal ball even had a slender crack in the middle.
"what happened……"
The woman walked to the window of the hut, looked up in the direction of Long Island, felt the atmosphere there carefully, and said to Xie Wuyi who was standing not far from her.
"Did you notice anything?"
"It seems that Lin Ming hides more secrets than I thought. I probably have to go see him in person."
"Let's go."
…
Dragon Island is the center of sight.
In the pitch black darkness, the mountains of white bones at the bottom of the lake reflected a faint fluorescent light, becoming the only bright color in the darkness.
Then the faint fluorescence slowly gathered together like flying fireflies, forming a bright beam of light. The place where this beam of light converged was a round and semicircular cocoon.
Lin Ming's figure was looming in the cocoon of semi-transparent light.
The thunder that had been brewing for a long time in the dark clouds in the sky fell one after another, hitting the translucent cocoon with a clear target.
Bai Yue stood not far from where the thunder gathered, staring nervously at the cocoon.
At this time, he was extremely hopeful that the falling thunder could split this weird thing into pieces or even turn it into ashes.
But there was another voice in his heart that was quietly rebutting.
No, this falling thunder cannot destroy Lin Ming so easily.
After all, so many experiences of dealing with him made him understand that Lin Ming was always like an invincible Xiao Qiang and would not be killed so easily.
The thunder rumbled, as if a giant was angry.
The translucent cocoon that shone with a little fluorescence wrapped Lin Ming's cocoon, and the light that was split was weak.
However, no matter how weak his aura is, he still retains the sparkle of a star.
Like a candle in the wind, although it is tiny, it cannot be shaken.
In the cocoon, Lin Mingzheng quietly withdrew all his defensive power and allowed the rotten thunder to hit his body one after another, splitting him into pieces and dripping with blood.
The harder the thunder struck, and the closer he was to death, the faster the yin and yang breath flowed in his body.
These thunderbolts that could kill him in the past have now become tools for his cultivation.
Put yourself to death and live again.
Now being on the verge of death is a unique way of cultivation for Lin Ming.
He has never been afraid of hardship, he is only afraid that he is not strong enough to protect the people he wants to protect. The thunder falling now is his best chance to go further.
I don't know how long the thunder lasted, but the crackling sound was like a firecracker and kept ringing for a long time.
After a long time, the sound of the thunder became weaker, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to slowly disperse due to exhaustion.
Although Lin Ming's breath was weak, he still stood there firmly.
The dark clouds dispersed, the sky was clear and the air was clear, and all the blurred vision returned to calm.
When Bai Yue saw that Lin Ming was indeed not dead, his worst plan became a reality, and his heart sank to the bottom.
He wanted to continue taking action, but then he heard several painful wails from the shore.
When he looked back, he saw an angry Bai Xue coming through the fog. The bright golden light almost blinded him.
Even the surging pressure from the bloodline almost made him dare not look directly at him and wanted to kneel down to worship the king of the bloodline.
At this time, he already understood that he had missed the best opportunity. When he missed the first blow, he had already lost the best opportunity to kill Lin Ming.
He was unwilling to give in, but when he saw the elders who were following him, gray sadness flashed in his eyes. Then he no longer cared about the few people caught by Bai Xue on the bank, said hello, and took the lead.
Leaving the forbidden area.
The Great Elder and his companions were naturally not as fast as Bai Xue. When they arrived at the shore of the lake, Bai Yue could no longer be seen. They could only see that the lake was out of water, leaving only piles of dead bones.
In addition, on the shore, several people from the Holy See who were lying on the ground and covered in bones after being crushed by someone were howling half-dead.
"this!"
"Long Zezhu was taken away?"
The great elder's voice suddenly rose, almost breaking with excitement. Bai Xue glanced at him and waved his hand indifferently.
"What Bai Yue took away is of no use."
The great elder and those following him squirmed their lips twice, but seeing Bai Xue's impatient look, they suppressed what they wanted to say.
After all, Long Island belongs to Bai Xue. Since Bai Xue thinks nothing is wrong, they can't say anything more.
One person looked at the dense white bones again, and a huge snow-white cocoon appeared.
"What is this?"
"Does the vision I had just now have something to do with him? Isn't it bad that this thing appears in our forbidden area? Your Majesty, do you think we should move it away?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xue flew down and landed among the withered bones.
She stood next to the huge snow-white cocoon, reached out and gently touched the snow-white cocoon. It seemed to have a temperature similar to that of a human being. When it was touched, it bounced slightly, as if she was shy.