"There is also this damn Xuan Wuji. He has nothing to do to chase down Jukun and leave this scourge in the South China Sea Demonic Territory. If Xuan Wuji cannot kill this kid in one day, I will not be able to stay in the South China Sea Demonic Territory. If he hits me
, my life will probably be lost in his hands. Fortunately, I found a good set of "Devil Flame Steps" on the dead late-stage Xuandan warrior. With my speed, it is still very easy to escape this disaster.
Easy.”
Elder Huangpao never thought that he would be killed by Lin Ming. After all, including the master of the Demonic Domain’s East Sect, there were a total of five elders in the death stage. He was not the strongest, and he should not attract much hatred. In terms of speed, he was also
He is one of the best. If one or two people are really going to die, it will never be his turn.
"Is this boy surnamed Lin possessed by a ghost? He is so violent that it is unreasonable. I hope he goes after the master of the East Sect. If there is an old guy dragging him, I will be safe."
The elder in yellow robe was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard the wind blowing loudly behind him, and there was a faint "rumbling" sound.
"Huh? What?"
The yellow-robed elder looked back and almost frightened his soul out of his wits. Six or seven miles behind him, a young man in black was holding a blood-stained white gun, which was spreading from his head. Thunder and flames were wrapped around his body. Every time he stepped out,
One step will teleport a distance of two to three miles.
At this speed, he will be caught up in less than ten breaths!
"What kind of movement is this!?" The yellow-robed elder's face turned pale, and he punched his chest, forcing out the power of essence and blood, and flew away with all his strength.
However, his so-called "Devil Flame Steps" was still far behind "Golden Roc Breaking the Void", not to mention his strength was not as good as Lin Ming. After only a dozen breaths, he was chased behind by Lin Ming. He was completely
He could feel the fierce murderous aura locking onto him.
The yellow-robed elder's face was pale. He had experienced many dangers of life and death in his life, but never like today, death was right in front of him!
He has just passed away less than a hundred years ago, and he still has a great life to enjoy, and he is not willing to accept it!
"Wait... wait! Young Master Lin, don't kill me, I... I have information to tell you, and I will give you all my wealth!"
The yellow-robed elder shouted desperately, but Lin Ming's face was expressionless, as if he had not heard his words at all, and he held a white spear and stabbed him!
"Ah ah! I will fight with you!" Elder Huangpao saw that Lin Ming was merciless. He held a crescent halberd and slashed at Lin Ming with one halberd.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from all directions like a tide, making him breathe heavily, his heart almost stopped beating, and the true energy in his blood and meridians was flowing backwards. At the same time, there was another
A murderous intention that was so strong that it was suffocating was released from his heart, making him feel as if he was in a blood pool hell for an instant. The fire of life in his body, blessed by that cold murderous intention, was like a candle in the wind, and seemed to be burning at any time.
It can generally be extinguished.
This was exactly the Shura force field and the God of Death force field released by Lin Ming.
"No--"
The old man in yellow robe let out a cry of despair, but in the end it could not change his fate of being stabbed through the throat by Lin Ming!
Blood spurted out, the old man in yellow robe died, and four out of seven of the Mingyun elders in the South China Sea Demonic Region had been killed!
With a flick of his left hand, Lin Ming collected the Sumeru Ring and the corpse of the old man in yellow robes, and then without missing a breath, he turned around and chased after the second Elder Fateful Death!
After the "Golden Roc Breaks the Void" movement technique became closer and closer to the third level, Lin Ming's speed was far beyond what ordinary warriors could match.
The second Lifefall elder was the slowest among the remaining three Lifefall elders. Lin Ming would give priority to hunting him down simply because he was far away from the others.
It took half a stick of incense to catch up to Lin Ming, who was only ten miles away from the fifth Fate Elder. Lin Ming could already use his senses to detect the opponent. He was a middle-aged man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks, flying all the way.
Dun was extremely careful. As he flew, he activated his body-protecting essence to the extreme, and at the same time, he was nervously alert to his surroundings.
Flying out of the three islands of the South China Sea Demonic Domain, this middle-aged man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks turned away and sneaked into the dense forest on a small island. Then he gathered all his aura and hid in a pile of lush bushes.
middle.
At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the middle-aged man with pointed ears seemed to be proficient in the art of breathing. After he retreated into the bushes, he seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment, even though he had already known that he was here, and
Deliberately using your senses to search repeatedly, you may not be able to find any trace of him.
"It should be safe here."
The middle-aged man with pointed ears had a gloomy expression. He couldn't figure out how Lin Ming appeared, and why he suddenly became so strong. A junior in his twenties chased old monsters like them who were nearly a thousand years old.
Hiding in the dense forest and spreading the word is really ridiculous.
"The boy named Lin Ming didn't target me from the beginning. Even if he chased me immediately after killing the first target, it would be useless. My concealment technique may not be able to be used even if Xuan Wuji comes.
You can find me." The pointed-eared middle-aged man was very confident in himself. If one or two Fatefall elders were really going to be killed in this pursuit, it would definitely not be him.
"We can't go back to the South China Sea Demonic Realm in a short time. We'll hide here for a while and wait and see what happens."
The pointed-eared middle-aged man thought this way, and suddenly the expression on his face froze. At the same time, his heart sank to the bottom!
He watched helplessly as a young man in black, holding a white gun, landed on the open space three feet away in front of his bushes. He looked at him through the bushes with a smile on his face, as if he could see through all the illusions.
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Seeing the smile on the young man's face, the pointy-eared middle-aged man felt a chill rising from his back, straight to the sky!
How did he find me!?
The pointy-eared middle-aged man couldn't believe it. Now that he has reached this point, there is obviously no point in hiding it.
Sweat broke out on his forehead, but he forced himself to calm down in his heart and began to think of ways to escape. At this moment, Lin Ming smiled and said: "This elder's breath-containing technique is good, much better than mine before, but it is so difficult and dangerous.
The wet place is full of grass and insects. Are you too aggrieved? Let me help you get rid of it!"
After saying this, Lin Ming aimed at the bushes and stabbed out with a spear!
The middle-aged man with pointed ears barked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and was about to rush out. However, at this moment, a strange scene happened. The dense shrubs, leaves and vines next to the middle-aged man with pointed ears seemed to turn into something in an instant.
He picked up countless pythons and wrapped them around his body. Somehow, these originally fragile branches became as tough as iron ropes at that moment, trapping the pointed-eared middle-aged man.
Although he could break free in less than two breaths as long as he channeled enough real energy, but in front of Lin Ming, two breaths was enough to kill a sharp-eared middle-aged man hundreds of times!
The pointed-eared middle-aged man was immediately frightened to death. He wanted to cut away the branches and vines with his sword, but it was too late. He only felt a coldness in his chest, and the cold white spear had penetrated his heart!
The life force quickly passed away, and the pointy-eared middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and looked at Lin Ming unwillingly.
"What the hell...is going on..."
This thought flashed through the mind of the pointed-eared middle-aged man, and it was also his last thought.
To his death, he still didn't understand how Lin Ming found him, or how the vines in the bushes around him trapped him.
After the sharp-eared middle-aged man died, the vine branches and leaves that trapped him seemed to be spiritual and sent the sharp-eared middle-aged man's body to Lin Ming's hands. This move was a simple application of the war spirit.
Attached to the branches, leaves and vines, they turned into cages to trap people, killing the pointy-eared middle-aged man in the shortest possible time.
Lin Ming coldly took away the body of the pointed-eared middle-aged man and the Sumeru Ring, flew out again, and began to hunt down the last first-level life-destroying warrior besides the master of the Eastern Sect of the Demon Realm.
This time, Lin Ming chased for a quarter of an hour. Along the way, Lin Ming deliberately took a detour and killed three Xuandan warriors who could not fly more than a hundred miles away. Against these warriors, Lin Ming could not even use the Xumi Ring.
Too lazy to stop, after killing them, a fireball turned their bodies into ashes.
Continuing forward, it took another half-quarter of an hour before Lin Ming finally sensed the sixth Fateful Elder.
The other party chose a completely different escape method from the pointed-eared middle-aged man. He first flew out dozens of miles away, then stopped temporarily. After making sure that no tracking marks were planted on him, he changed direction and flew out again.
It was dozens of miles away, then it changed direction again and ran through a messy zigzag line.
If it were an ordinary warrior, there would be no chance of catching up with him, but for Lin Ming, the opponent's many twists and turns only made him take many wrong detours, making it easier for Lin Ming to catch up.
The Mingyun elder in black kept his head down and kept walking. In order to protect himself, he changed into black night clothes from the red robe he originally wore. Even though he had flown hundreds of miles away, he did not relax his vigilance and was still flying with all his strength.
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While he was thinking about how to inform Xuan Wuji about this matter, he suddenly heard a loud roar behind him.
The elder in black suddenly felt shocked, who is it?
He didn't think it was Lin Ming who was chasing him. He had already thrown him away, but when he looked back, he saw Lin Ming's eyes that contained the power of thunder, and the white gun in his hand that was stained with blood!
"No...impossible!"
The elder in black had his mouth wide open. For a moment, he felt top-heavy and his limbs were cold. Is he really a human?
This thought flashed through the mind of the elder in black, and Lin Ming's spear had already stabbed down.
The cultivation of this black-clothed elder was much more advanced than the previous two. He actually blocked Lin Ming's move, but this was already his limit.
Lin Ming thrust out his second spear, easily piercing the black-clothed elder's dantian and crushing the spinning core.
The elder in black died!
After collecting this body, Lin Ming began to hunt down those Dan Dan warriors who had slipped through the net. To Lin Ming, these were just small fish.
Most of them only flew a few hundred miles away, and then either continued to run away, or found a place to hide, and some even dived underwater.
Lin Ming killed the warriors who were still on the run first. It was much easier to kill the Xuan Dan warriors. Lin Ming only had to chase them to a distance of several miles and pop out with one finger. The air flow containing the war spirit alone could kill them.
Lin Ming had no mercy for these warriors from the South China Sea Demonic Realm. Killing one of them would be equivalent to removing one scourge from the world.
Lives were passing quickly in Lin Ming's hands!
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