In the steeple, the flame of the candle danced in the night wind, illuminating the shadows of the few people present.
The leader of the Chiyue Cult looked indifferent, and touched the giant staff beside him with one hand. As the staff shook, the skulls hanging on the staff collided with each other, making a clicking sound.
The newly appointed General Huo Chi also drew out the heavy sword on his back, with a calm look on his face. This man is a hard-working general in the army. He has experienced countless battles on the battlefield and encountered assassins seven or eight times.
Facing this uninvited guest this time, he didn't feel any fear at all.
The night wind floated, and a black shadow appeared on the sill of the stone window like a ghost. The black shadow was holding a purple spear, with a cold face and a murderous aura all over his body.
"Huh? Early stage of pulse condensation?" General Huo Chi raised his eyebrows. He dared to break into the Holy Land of Huo Chi Cult with his early stage of pulse condensation. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!
"Haha, I thought someone was here, but it turned out to be an idiot. He dared to come to the door and die even in the early stage of pulse condensation, hehe!" The fat-headed chief laughed ferociously, but glanced behind Lin Ming, "You still have helpers, right?
Call him out too, don’t hide your head and show your tail! I’ll send you on the road together!”
The fat-headed chief said that a fire light ignited in the palm of his hand. It was a transmission talisman. He was using the transmission talisman to warn. The fat-headed chief did not really think that Lin Ming was an idiot, but thought that Lin Ming would dare to jump out with such little strength.
The master is hiding outside waiting for an opportunity to attack.
Although the danger is very small, the fat-headed chief is not willing to risk his own life.
In the main hall, Headmaster Huo Chi remained silent. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Ming. Then, he quickly remembered Lin Ming. It was this boy who killed Chi Guda a few months ago.
, and then was chased by his fire spirit clone into the Blackwater Swamp. If he hadn't met Suzaku by chance, he would have killed Lin Ming long ago for fear that the clone would be devoured.
There are so many secrets in this young man!
Thinking that Lin Ming, who was only at the peak of his bone-forging cultivation, could fly in the air, and his strength was superhuman. Headmaster Huo Chi was sure. Lin Ming was rich, and he had a rare treasure that could fly in the air. This kind of thing was definitely
It is priceless. If you can get it, your strength will be greatly improved.
Chi Yue flicked out a wisp of flame with her finger. The flame roared out, swept straight out of the window, circled around the spire, and flew back to Chi Yue's hand.
Immediately afterwards, Chiyue laughed, and he grinned. Four fangs as sharp as vampire bats were exposed at the corners of his mouth, which was extremely ferocious.
"It turns out that you are the only one here... I haven't seen you for a few months. You have broken through from the peak of bone forging to the early stage of pulse condensation. It's just a small improvement in your realm. You actually dare to assassinate me in my Huo Chi sect? Do you think?
Are you the Feather Emperor of Southern Xinjiang? Hehe. I really don’t know what death is!"
Chi Yue stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked the corner of her mouth. She already regarded Lin Ming as the one in her pocket. How could a young boy like Lin Ming understand his true strength? I'm afraid he would just treat him as an ordinary acquired talent.
Warrior.
When Lin Ming killed Chi Gu Da, he was at the peak level of bone forging, and Chi Gu Da was half a step acquired. Lin Ming did not kill easily. He used all his trump cards, the evil god's power was activated, and he also used thunder and fire to kill.
Already.
At that time, Lin Ming's strength was just comparable to that of the weakest Houtian warrior.
In three and a half months now, Lin Ming's cultivation has only reached a small level. Chi Yue does not think that Lin Ming can threaten him at all. Even if the Yuhuang of Southern Xinjiang is really deified in the classics, he is still in the pulse condensation stage.
No way!
At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open violently, and a group of fully armed guards rushed in. The fat-headed chief retreated to the pile of guards. These guards were all dead soldiers selected by the fat-headed chief from the army. Every one of them
They are all masters who have experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people.
With these dead soldiers by his side, and with so many masters inside and outside the minaret, the Fat-headed Chief was convinced that although he was ruthless, he was very afraid of death. His life was very precious, and he had a large territory to control.
To rule, there are a lot of women to play with, and endless power and wealth waiting for him.
"You protect me, just leave the enemy to the Master to deal with it!" Chief Fathead gave the order using true energy transmission. He himself was also a half-hearted warrior, but he mainly used his training to strengthen his body and play with women.
"I don't care who you are, since you're here, don't leave!" The newly appointed General Huo Chi shouted and rushed towards Lin Ming, slashing down the heavy sword in his hand.
Lin Ming held the long spear Zi Xuan. He saw General Huo Chi rushing towards him and remained motionless until his heavy sword was about to slash him down. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes and he coldly uttered a low character - "Death"
!”
The cold voice was like the whisper of death coming from the Nine Nether Abyss. After hearing this voice, General Huo Chi's body shook violently and his eyes instantly lost focus.
"Plop!"
He knelt down on the ground as if he had lost his soul. His eight-foot tall body fell down and rushed out under the influence of inertia. His life or death was unknown.
"Huh!?" Headmaster Huo Chi's expression changed, soul attack?
Soul attacks were not surprising, but Lin Ming clearly only had the early stage of pulse condensation, but he instantly killed the peak pulse condensation master with just a split second of mental attack. How is this possible?
The fat-headed chief suddenly panicked. He didn't know that Lin Ming was using a mental attack. He only knew that he just snorted and killed the general at the peak of his pulse condensation in an instant. Could this man be a devil?
Even the dead soldiers around him who had been fighting for a long time were agitated, and the weapons in their hands unconsciously tightened a little. They were not afraid of life and death fighting, or even death, but as southern Xinjiang people with religious beliefs, they were afraid.
Devil, Lin Ming really looked like a devil now.
"It turns out... you have mastered this secret method of soul attack. No wonder you dare to assassinate me. Unfortunately, this secret method is useless to me!" Chi Yue's expression finally became slightly solemn.
Chi Yue was only a little serious at this time. As a master who had acquired advanced cultivation and controlled the fire spirit at the same time, the strength of the new general Huo Chi, who only had the peak of pulse condensation, was not worth mentioning in his eyes, and he could kill him in an instant.
He is nothing at all.
With a move of his right hand, a ball of red flame jumped into the palm of Chi Yue's hand, "Burn you to ashes!"
"Chi!"
A ray of red light shot directly at Lin Ming, but Lin Ming did not dodge or dodge, but his whole body was flashing with a green light. He raised his right hand and grabbed the red light.
"Peng!"
The red light exploded in Lin Ming's palm like fireworks, but Lin Ming's right hand only shone with a faint golden light and was not injured at all.
"What!?"
The face of Master Huo Chi, who had always maintained a calm and mysterious image, finally changed. Although he did not use the fire spirit body to attack just now, he still used 60 to 70% of his strength, and was actually blocked by the opponent with one hand? And it was with bare hands? This
impossible!
At that time, Headmaster Huo Chi almost thought that Lin Ming was an innate master, but why would an innate master pretend to be a young man in the early stages of pulse condensation and come here to tease them?
It was too late for him to think wildly. At this moment, Lin Ming had already drawn his gun!
A spear thrust out, thunder roared, the space was cut by sharp true energy, the conference table was directly crushed, and the purple spear tip pointed directly at Chi Yue's heart!
At the critical moment, Chi Yue bit the tip of his tongue, and a red boy flew out of his heart and directly met Lin Ming's shot.
"Is it finally out?"
Lin Ming laughed ferociously, and the true energy in his body erupted like a volcano, and the power of the evil god was activated!
The seeds of the evil god roared, and the power of thunder and fire flowed through the body of the Zixuan gun, doubling its power!
The tip of the spear was pointed directly at the center of the flame boy's eyebrows, and the green true energy roared out. This flame boy was the fire elf clone of Master Huo Chi, and Lin Ming's blow was exactly to strangle the soul mark of the flame boy!
"Ah--"
The flame boy screamed like a beast, his young face twisted violently, and his two small hands firmly grasped the tip of the Zixuan gun.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The Zixuan Spear was made from the divine creature of heaven and earth. When the flame boy grabbed it, green smoke erupted from his two little hands, but even though it grinned in pain, it still refused to let go.
"Go to hell!"
Chi Yue, who was behind the Flame Boy, suddenly swung the magic staff, and the real energy in his body exploded, and he used all his strength to hit Lin Ming hard.
Lin Ming sneered, turned the Zi Xuan gun slightly, and a steel needle engraved with a purple dragon burst out from his fingertips.
"boom!"
Chi Yue hit the ground with her staff, the rock exploded, and the entire steeple shook. However, Lin Ming's figure disappeared like light smoke.
At the same time, the Coiling Dragon Steel Needle also shot into the Flame Boy's eyebrows!
"puff!"
With an inaudible sound, the coiled dragon steel needle penetrated the flame boy's eyebrows and shot out from the back of his head. The flame boy's face was stunned for a moment, and then he let out an inhuman scream. His originally childish and cute little face had been completely distorted into a
devil.
"Ahhhhhh-"
Chi Yue's hair was disheveled, his eyes were blood red, and the veins on his head were bulging like earthworms, covering his bald head, "You! You actually destroyed my clone!"
The avatar's spiritual imprint is connected to the main body and is part of Chi Yue's soul. Once destroyed, his own soul will also suffer heavy losses.
"Not only will I destroy your clone, I will also kill you!"
Lin Ming judged Chi Yue's fate like a judge. The tip of the spear flipped and pierced Chi Yue's throat. This spear blended into the artistic conception of the wind. The speed was so fast that Chi Yue could not avoid it!
"Let's die together!"
Chiyue's face twisted violently, and she yanked the long staff sharply. The cumbersome spindle-shaped part on the staff was directly pulled out, revealing a sharp knife with a cold light hidden underneath.
At this time, Chi Yue, who had fallen into madness, ignored Lin Ming's attack. She held the tail of her staff and stabbed Lin Ming's heart with the long knife, wanting to die together!
"puff!"
The Zixuan Spear instantly pierced Chi Yue's throat. Chi Yue's hands froze, her eyes lost their sparkle, and the long staff and knife in his hand were still far away from Lin Ming...
Only then did Chi Yue realize that Lin Ming had already retreated far away. He was holding a long red chain in his hand, and one end of the chain was connected to the tail of the purple gun...!~!
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