Many disciples in Xiaoji Palace have not yet realized what happened.
However, the next moment they smelled the pungent smell of blood.
Lin Ming was currently suspended in the air, and beneath his feet were piles of corpses, covering them with a thick layer!
Blood, broken flesh, broken corpses, an indescribably tragic scene.
These are...
Yu Luo was stunned.
Beside her, Yifan's face turned slightly pale, and many elders of Xiaoji Palace were also extremely surprised, wondering what the scene in front of them was about.
Yu Luo's beautiful eyes widened and she stared blankly at Lin Ming's spear that was still bleeding. She was speechless for a moment.
Could it be that these people were all killed by Lin Mu?
She could feel the powerful force field from the dead warriors. This was formed by the deceased being too strong during their lifetime and their strength remaining concentrated after death.
But just such a group of strong men were piled into a pile of corpses like dead dogs!
Lin Ming did not say hello to the people in Xiaoji Palace. Xiaoji Palace was just a small springboard for him to come to the soul world for the first time, understand the information about the soul world, and enter the battlefield of the original dream to find Shengmei. He had no intention of getting too involved with Xiaoji Palace, and in the past
If people know that he has a close relationship with Xiaoji Palace in the turmoil he is causing, a realm king force like Xiaoji Palace will not be able to withstand it.
Lin Ming landed on the ground. He scanned his senses and found a spiritual warrior. He leaned down and took off the Sumeru Ring from the man's severed finger.
Everyone looked at Lin Ming, wondering what Lin Ming was going to do.
He is so powerful, I am afraid that due to chance and a lot of treasures, it stands to reason that he should not look down on the wealth in the Sumeru Ring of this spiritual warrior.
Lin Ming rummaged around in the ring, and after a few breaths, he found several inscription symbols from the ring.
With a quick glance at his senses, Lin Ming understood how to use these inscription symbols.
People looked at it in confusion. Is there anything special about these inscriptions? Why does the God of Death care so much?
At this moment, Lin Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and threw out these inscription talismans. Not only that, Lin Ming also poured his true energy into them, and at the same time blessed them with the divine laws of Shura Road. These inscription talismans gained
more powerful energy.
There was a loud bang and all these inscription symbols exploded. The next moment, a scene that stunned everyone happened.
These inscription symbols released gorgeous and wanton fireworks, which actually condensed into Lin Ming's image in the air, burning brightly.
The superposition of the power of several inscription talismans, coupled with Lin Ming's energy infusion, made the phantom of Lin Ming's head that was condensed this time more than ten times larger than the previous one, and its position was also higher and more conspicuous!
Everyone onlookers looked at it with their mouths slightly open and unable to speak.
This is the signal flare used to hunt Lin Ming, and it is owned by the Spirit Clan warrior.
The signal bomb that was released in the air had burned out and the fireworks had long since dissipated, so Lin Ming fired another one!
And bigger and more dazzling!
For a moment, high in the sky, Lin Ming's face appeared again. His heroic face carried a fierce aura, as if he was mocking the heroes of the world!
What does he want to do?
Don't you think there aren't enough people here to kill enough?
At this time, Lin Ming's intention was obvious. He just wanted to tell the nearby warriors that he had been waiting here. He would kill as many people as they came!
Is he a tireless machine? After killing so many people and going through such a long war, is he tireless?
At this time, the people in Xiaoji Palace were completely stunned. This scene made them fully understand what happened.
Yu Luo had thought before that the fireworks in the sky were very similar to Lin Ming.
This means that Lin Ming is the person wanted by the Spirit Clan. In the Soul Cave, he obtained the elixir that even a true god would be tempted by. Moreover, when being hunted, he not only did not run away, but was still here waiting to be hunted.
People come. Kill each other one by one. While you are training yourself, you are also accumulating meritorious deeds!
This approach is simply terrifying!
At this moment, Lin Ming's heart suddenly moved, and he slowly turned his head and looked towards the horizon.
Through the layers of blood mist, through the red clouds in the sky, and across a hundred miles of void, Lin Ming could still clearly see the scene on the horizon.
There were two groups of people rushing towards him.
At a glance, he saw a tall and burly Eldar man at the front of the team. He also had his iconic purple scales covering his whole body.
He is none other than the king of the younger generation of the Spiritual Tribe - King Ziling.
And not far from him, there was the young man in brocade clothes from the Soul Clan.
They each brought the masters of their own forces to kill Lin Ming. Among these masters, there were many great realm kings!
Seeing these two groups of people, Lin Ming had a smile on his face. After waiting for so long, two big fish finally came, and now his merit points were even richer.
"Boy, you are seeking death!"
After King Ziling received the signal, he did not immediately chase Lin Ming. Instead, he sent his men to chase and contain Lin Ming while he gathered the experts from the clan.
He knew how powerful Lin Ming was. His previous defeat at the Infinite Mountain was publicized by some of the warriors present, and now it caused an uproar.
Indeed, many people knew the news that Lin Ming had obtained the Qilin Fruit. At the same time, the defeat of King Ziling was also spread vividly.
King Ziling was very arrogant and was disliked by many soul warriors in the soul world. Some people ridiculed him in front of him, which made him extremely angry.
So this time, he had to kill Lin Ming with one strike and save some face.
Even if he relied on his sect's power to win a disgraceful victory, he didn't care about it anymore. He knew that he was no match for Lin Ming.
"Elder Feng, you will attack with all your strength soon, this kid will be difficult to deal with!"
King Ziling said in a deep voice, his heart filled with hatred.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, we will not underestimate the enemy!"
This Elder Feng is one of the Great Realm King of the Spirit Clan, and he is the topmost existence among the Great Realm King.
Whoosh!
King Ziling came with five great realm kings, as well as many ordinary realm kings. In addition, those holy master level followers followed behind.
This is a terrifying force.
Not far behind King Ziling, the power brought by the Jinyi Soul Clan warriors cannot be underestimated. There are four great realm kings in their team, as well as seven or eight ordinary realm kings.
You must know that these two forces are at the top of the Heavenly Lord level, and most of the disciples chosen by the Heavenly Lord have become realm kings.
As soon as the two terrifying teams arrived, their momentum blocked the whole place, which was frightening.
Many warriors from small forces have never seen such a scene before. Even though their cultivation levels have been suppressed, the aura of top powerhouses is still on them, faintly exuding, making it unbearable for them.
There is no doubt that any one of these people can easily destroy their sect without any resistance.
Even Xiaoji Palace is like this.
There are so many people here to kill Lin Ming!
This lineup gap is a bit too big.
Lin Ming was standing in the wind at this moment. There was not much blood on his body. He seemed to be extremely calm. There was an inexplicable gray-black force gathering behind him.
King Ziling wanted to find even a hint of fear on Lin Ming's face, but he was disappointed. Lin Ming was as calm as a piece of ice and was completely unmoved.
This made King Ziling's face become even more gloomy. He did not think that Lin Ming was a fool. The fact that he was so calm probably meant that Lin Ming might be stronger than he originally thought!
Has he become so confident that he can ignore the siege of the powerful King of the Great Realm!
"Set up the formation!"
King Ziling felt something was wrong and yelled.
The five Great Realm Kings of the Spirit Clan who arrived were not careless. Facing the entire generation who were countless younger than them, they stood side by side with King Ziling, and each of them stood in a certain position.
The soul power of his body surged like a mountain, condensing into a huge phantom of the venerable soul power in the void.
This venerable man is so huge that he is almost as big as the sky, and his soul power is majestic.
"You little human being, go to hell!"
After the formation was condensed, King Ziling was determined. The huge shadow of the venerable in the void was one of the innate magical powers of their spiritual clan.
It can condense the soul power of several people together, and the power will increase exponentially, forming an unparalleled powerful soul body.
The huge venerable soul body, with palms as big as mountains, struck at Lin Ming.
At this time, Lin Ming had already made hundreds of millions of seals in an instant.
The gray-black power behind it surged, and countless runes flickered. It was supported between heaven and earth, forming a mountain-like Shura warrior shape with three heads and six arms.
This Shura warrior is slowly pushing a huge wheel.
During the rotation, there are countless demons and haunted houses, crying and roaring, which is really weird.
Lin Ming looked at King Ziling with an evil look in his eyes.
In the void, two mountain-like figures collided hard.
This blow was astonishing.
The Shura warrior pushed the huge black magic wheel and began to continuously crush the soul body of the venerable who hit him from the opposite side. The black energy shocked the sky. It made a whining sound, the void shook, and the earth trembled. The sound was astonishing.
And the venerable soul's fists were like rain. Every time he struck, it was like a mountain crashing down. The soul power surrounded a large area, and there was an aura that penetrated the heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts.
Boom boom boom.
Countless runes flickered like stars, collided, and then were annihilated.
Waves of energy storms erupted in all directions, cutting deep crisscrossing ravines on the ground.
Some onlookers who were closer were blown away by the storm, and many of them screamed.
But as the battle progressed, the ferocious look on King Ziling's face began to slowly disappear, and then his eyes widened.
The expressions of the five great realm kings behind him also changed. They knew very well how powerful the souls of the lords they sacrificed were. They had even blocked an attack from the Spirit Clan King with 50% of his power, but now, they were just following him.
The magic wheel pushed by this strange Shura warrior in front of me is evenly matched?
No! That venerable soul is even disintegrating!
The five Great Realm Kings of the Spirit Clan and King Ziling formed a formation together, but they were suppressed by Lin Ming alone. The phantom of Shura condensed behind him was even more powerful than the God of the Spirit Clan!