Chiyue vomited blood, grabbed the gun barrel with his left hand, and waved his right hand in vain in front of him, as if he wanted to grab something. He had a look of reluctance and disbelief on his face. He never thought that one day he would actually be able to
He died at the hands of a teenage boy, and his cultivation level was only at the early stage of pulse condensation!
"Plop!"
Chi Yue knelt on her knees, her eyes had lost their sparkle. In the final analysis, Chi Yue was just a low-level warrior who was not from a sect. He could only dominate a remote place like Southern Xinjiang. Compared to Jiang Boyun,
Qin Wuxin and others, he is not worth mentioning at all.
"You...what do you want? I'll give it to you..." the fat-headed chief said in a trembling voice as he backed away. He was completely panicked. The guards around him were only in the bone-forging stage. They charged on the battlefield like sharp knives.
.But compared to Master Huo Chi, he is as weak as a grasshopper. He is not worth mentioning in front of this demon and cannot bring him any sense of security.
Lin Ming glanced at the fat-headed chief with disgust. This kind of human scum should not exist in this world at all. He shook his spear slightly and said coldly: "You have nothing that is worthy of my interest. I just want you to die."
That’s all.”
"No... don't kill me, don't kill me! I can give you wealth, give you beauty, give you the throne..." The fat on the fat-headed chief's face had been squeezed together, and he kept trembling. At this time
He was extremely frightened. What was going on? He had already released the transmission talisman. Why hasn't anyone come yet? Where are the masters of the Huochi Cult? With such a loud noise, even if they couldn't see the transmission talisman,
You should have heard the sound and rushed up.
Were they all killed?
Realizing this, the fat-headed chief's heart sank deeply.
Lin Ming approached step by step, and the sound of each footsteps seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of their heartbeats. An invisible pressure was emitted, making it difficult to breathe. All the female slaves knelt down, bowed to the ground, and worshiped the Witch God.
present.
The fat-headed chief was covered in cold sweat. He was frightened. Even the group of dead soldiers in the bone-forging stage around him could not resist the pressure.
"kill!"
The captain of the guard suddenly roared, and more than twenty dead soldiers drew their weapons and all charged towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming glanced at them expressionlessly and said coldly: "You... all have a way to die!!"
"Tsk!"
The Zi Xuan gun pierced out, and countless thunderbolts shone with blazing purple-white light, and a purple sun seemed to rise in the whole room.
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
These more than 20 soldiers were pierced by lightning into their bodies, and the power of thunder raged along their meridians, destroying all their internal organs. They died in an instant and could no longer die.
With just one shot, more than twenty guards were killed, leaving only the fat-headed chief!
Several female slaves looked at this scene in horror. They killed more than twenty top masters with one shot. This was more shocking to them than Lin Ming's previous killing of Master Huo Chi. They witnessed it with their own eyes when their hometown was trampled by Huo Chi's cavalry.
These masters could easily kill the warriors in their hometown, but now, they were killed by the young man in front of them with one shot.
What kind of terrifying power is this?
god!
The witch god must have come to save them.
Several female slaves knelt down and worshiped devoutly, but the fat-headed chief had been so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. As a person in power who usually deprived others of their lives wantonly, he was deeply aware of the horror of death.
Lin Ming snorted in disgust and said coldly: "Killing you will dirty my gun."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned into black whirlpools.
"Peng!"
The fat-headed chief's eyes were shattered and his orifices were bleeding. He was barely able to reach the peak of Zang training with the help of elixirs. Under Lin Ming's reincarnation martial intention, his spiritual sea was directly shattered, and his brain was already a mess.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three female slaves left in the room, and they were still trembling and kneeling before Lin Ming.
"You all go." Lin Ming is not a person who kills indiscriminately. The guards who were killed before were also because they had too much murderous intent. They had followed the Huo Chi tribe to fight for so many years. They killed countless innocent people, all of whom were killed by the method of death.
, kill it, kill it.
After he finished speaking, he shot up the dying Flame Boy on the ground. Before he could make any move, a crimson fireball flew out of the Flame Boy's heart and went straight to the window!
"Bo!"
The red fireball hit something hard in front of the window and bounced back violently, as if there was an invisible film there.
Lin Ming calmly put away the Zi Xuan Gun. When he entered the steeple, he had already set up a dream barrier.
The Dream Bead given to him by Mu Qianyu can only be broken open by warriors above the innate level. Naturally, this little mid-level fire spirit is powerless.
"It turns out that the so-called immortal fire spirit is actually the red flame in the center of the earth..."
Lin Ming ejected hundreds of strands of Green True Essence, bound the Fire Spirit, and said to himself, these days, he has read a lot of classics introducing Fire Spirits and Thunder Spirits, and he already knows the Fire Spirit very well, and the Immortal Holy Fire is just
The name of the Fire Chi Tribe, the common name of this fire spirit in Tianyan Continent is Earth Center Red Flame.
"The Red Flame in the Earth's Core is a middle-grade human being. Although the grade is not high, after so many years of careful cultivation by Huo Chi Peeling, its power has grown to almost its peak."
Once the Fire Essence is born between heaven and earth, its grade is already determined, but its power can be cultivated slowly. The Earth Core Red Flame in Lin Ming's hand has been roasted for a long time, and its internal energy has been approaching saturation. This is
Lin Ming saved a lot of time.
"After swallowing this fire essence, I wonder how much the fire essence in the evil god's seed can grow." Lin Ming murmured to himself, moving his fingers together, he began to seal the upper and lower parts of the fire essence.
Neither the fire spirit nor the thunder spirit can be directly put into the Sumeru Ring. It requires a fire or thunder warrior to use the true energy in his body to seal it. Lin Ming has learned this sealing method before. He
It can only seal human-level fire spirits, but earth-level fire spirits cannot be dealt with.
After sealing the fire spirit, Lin Ming found that the three female slaves were still kneeling on the ground and did not leave.
"You still won't leave?"
The three women kept kowtowing, and the one in the middle said tremblingly: "God... God's messenger, they are all dead. We will be killed if we go out. Please save us, we can do anything... anything."
Do……"
The woman's voice had no confidence. She wanted to be a slave by Lin Ming's side, but she knew that she was not qualified...
After hearing the frightened voices of the three women, Lin Ming sighed. This is a world where force is supreme, and the weak can only be controlled by others. This rule has been going on for countless thousands of years.
He is not a bad person, and he cannot save so many tragedies in the world, but now that he has encountered them, he will not turn a blind eye.
"Tell me, who of the people here deserve to die?"
The woman in the middle was slightly startled, then gritted her teeth and said: "Those who can live in the heart of the Huochi Cult are all high-ranking members of the Huochi Tribe. If they hadn't accompanied the army to rape, plunder, and kill countless people, how could they have accumulated military merits and sat on the throne?
A high-level position?”
Lin Ming glanced at this woman in surprise. Although she was a slave girl and was frightened by him, she still spoke clearly and rationally under such circumstances. She must have been a daughter of a noble family before she was captured.
It’s not surprising that most of the female slaves chosen by Chief Huo Chi to stay with him and serve him were of extraordinary origins.
"I see."
Lin Ming drew out the Purple Hyun Spear from the Sumeru Ring, removed the dream barrier, and disappeared into the vast night.
After Lin Ming left, the three women stared at each other in confusion.
Soon, they heard screams coming from below the tower.
Several female slaves hurried to the window and saw a purple thunderbolt in the middle of the night. Seven or eight people were burned to ashes. The woman in the middle trembled. She recognized that these dead people were all members of the Huo Chi Cult.
The figure is also a master in the teaching. Usually, any one he picks out at random is a powerful figure with an imposing manner, but now, under the hands of the young man in black, he is like an ant and is killed at will.
Although they had known about Lin Ming's strength for a long time, the three women were still physically and mentally shocked when they witnessed this scene again.
Spears danced, thunder and fire clashed, and every shot killed several or even dozens of people. Among these people, the worst were at the bone forging stage, and many even reached the pulse condensation stage.
Tonight is destined to be a bloody night...
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