The Five Poison Kings set up their formation very quickly. In the blink of an eye, a thick purple mist appeared around him, completely covering him. This purple mist was the defensive formation set up by the Five Poison Kings, and it contained its own pollution.
Due to the characteristics of the true essence, if a warrior rushes into it, even if he supports the body-protecting true essence, as long as he is touched by this purple mist, toxins will be channeled into the body, resulting in injury.
"You don't seem to be afraid of death?"
Lin Ming moved forward step by step, and the Five Poison Kings in the Poison Formation quickly deployed the second formation. The second layer of purple mist appeared, making the defense even tighter. He said without any emotion: "We are already certain to die.
The person who hurts you can still bless your descendants."
"I see……"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly burst out with a ray of cold light. He took a step seemingly casually, and the distance of several miles flashed away. Lin Ming almost teleported into the poison formation. The two poisonous kings had laid out before.
The poisonous mist formation failed to hinder him at all.
Based on Lin Ming's current understanding of the artistic conception of space, if the formation does not incorporate the laws of space, it will be ineffective against Lin Ming.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The red spear is filled with purple thunder, and the top-grade Nine Heavens Thunder Spirit bursts out with brilliance like the sun.
Chasing electricity!
The gun was swung out as fast as lightning, leaving no room for the Five Poison Kings to react.
At that moment, everything in the poison formation was enveloped by a purple thunder pool. The Five Poison Kings let out a violent roar and threw out a formation disk in their hands. The formation disk spun rapidly in the air and was about to explode. However, Lin Ming's
The speed was too fast, and the space-distorting blow came in an instant.
A shot split open the body of the Five Poison King, and the flashing thunder burned his body to black.
At this moment, the body of the Five Poison King exploded without any warning, splattering all kinds of poisonous blood and venom!
Lin Ming's pupils shrank and he retreated violently.
"boom!"
The Five Poison Kings exploded together with their poison array, and the terrifying poisons shot out in all directions, corroding a big hole in the broken mountain after the array was blessed.
Lin Ming had retreated five miles away. His body-protecting essence was vibrating violently, and there was a faint chirping sound. This was the sound of the body-protecting essence colliding violently with toxins.
"What a weird toxin, it can actually pollute the true essence."
Lin Ming's face was expressionless, and the silver war spirit stirred up, turning into a sword of will and slashing out, instantly killing the poison's vitality.
The characteristic of the war spirit is that it can attach to any substance and kill everything at the same time, including physical objects, souls, force fields, energy, inner demons, etc.
Defeating the Five Poison Kings with one move did not exceed the expectations of the warriors present.
"Another killing move with one move, awesome!"
"But...Lin Lanjian has also been affected by poison. I don't know if it's serious."
"Nothing seems to be wrong."
"It's hard to say..."
The magic poison technique is extremely strange. Sometimes there seems to be no problem after being poisoned. After a while, the poison will take effect, turning the warrior into pus and blood.
Of course, from the perspective of the surrounding warriors, Lin Ming would not fall to this level with his strength, but it was still possible to be slightly affected. This was a wheel-and-wheel battle, and any impact could accumulate enough to be fatal in the end.
"The self-destruction of this little beast, the King of Five Poisons, didn't even hurt him!"
"Hmph, so what, he will always consume strength in every battle. Let's see how long he can hold on. Take action, Bone King! As long as you hurt him, I will release your family from slavery!"
The Kingdom of Shura has been conquering all directions for thousands of years, conquering those forces that attempt to challenge their authority, and the top powerful among these conquered forces will be imprinted with slave marks and made into killing puppets.
The White Bone King is one of them. Originally, his family was also a fifth-grade family. However, the family's backer was an enemy of the Shura Kingdom. Later, the backer collapsed and the White Bone King's family was also implicated.
The White Bone King is tall and burly, wearing a suit of bone armor, and the bone fragments collide and make a rattling sound when he walks.
Because he had been transformed using various secret techniques and given a slave mark, the Bone King's eyes were dull, but his promise to Situ Bonan had a deep obsession in his heart, which awakened his deepest memory.
"kill!"
When the Bone King bit out this word, he heard a hissing sound. Countless bone spurs appeared all over his body, and his body was smashed towards Lin Ming like a meteor hammer!
A strange light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. The bone armor attached to the Bone King in front of him was not a refined armor, but was made from his own bones.
A warrior with specialized bones is really strange.
However, the absolute strength gap cannot be bridged at all.
"boom!"
With a crash, the bone spikes on the Bone King's chest were shattered. The next moment, the red spear rolled back and hit the back of the Bone King's head hard!
The defensive bone armor on the back of the Bone King exploded like porcelain, the cervical vertebrae were broken, and the neck was torn apart like a piece of rotten flesh. A head flew hundreds of feet away and hit the rock hard, and the eyeballs exploded.
Lin Ming's figure appeared a hundred feet away, and he felt a slight numbness coming from his right hand. The strength of this bone fragment was beyond his imagination.
This was already the third battle. Situ Haotian's eyes were cold and determined, and he vowed to carry out the battle to the end at all costs, "Red-Blooded Demon, come on!"
"roar!"
A red demon rushed into the ring. These warriors practiced all kinds of crooked demonic techniques, and it was almost impossible to tell whether they were humans or ghosts.!
However, no matter what form the enemy took, the result was the same. The absolute strength gap was insurmountable. When the red-blooded demon tried to injure Lin Ming with a move that would hurt both sides, the red spear carried the silver war spirit and rolling thunder.
It flew out and pierced the body of the red-blooded demon like a sharp arrow!
The body of the red-blooded demon exploded into countless rains of blood. The spears were heavily nailed to the ground of the arena, creating a large crater dozens of feet deep. A large piece of the formation attached to the arena was torn apart and was on the verge of collapse.
The way of death of the Red-Blooded Demon is almost the same as that of King Yaksha.
"Scene 5, Nightmare King!"
Situ Bonan was already red-blooded and sent another master, no matter the cost.
boom!
The soul and dream attacks issued by the Nightmare King were directly torn apart by Lin Ming's war spirit. With a "swish" sound, the spear flew out. The Nightmare King wanted to resist, but the space and time concepts infused into the spear made it predictable.
The flight path becomes ever-changing.
The Nightmare King avoided the vital point of his heart, but still half of his body was torn open by this shot.
He flew back violently, but Lin Ming stepped out of space and appeared in front of him in an instant. He punched out with a body-shattering and bone-shattering punch!
Peng!
The sudden attack made it impossible for the Nightmare King, who had torn half of his body apart, to dodge and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
After Lin Ming passed away, all the cells in his body were activated by energy. After adjusting his breathing rate to the same level, the power of his silk training increased to a great level. With one punch, a ten-foot-high boulder could be completely shattered into dust.
The fifth game, another victory.
The warriors who have appeared so far have no enemy of Lin Ming!
"Scene 6, Voldemort!"
"Scene 7, Black Iron Demon!"
"Eighth Soul Eater!"
"Scene 9, Green-haired Corpse Puppet!"
The bell to start the game rang again and again, because the battle went so fast, the lingering sound of the previous bell still echoed in the valley, and the next bell was rang again.
Going back and forth, the long and rich bells echoed between heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts again and again.
This was a massacre. No matter how weird the moves of these demonic puppets were, Lin Ming was able to end the battle within three breaths.
During this period, Lin Ming also inevitably had head-on collisions with these powerful men. According to logic, although such collisions would not hurt Lin Ming, they would always cause some chaos in the true energy, or make his breath unstable. However, Lin Ming fought back all the way.
He seems to be tireless. At least from the outside, there is no sign that he is unsustainable.
Game 11, Game 12, Game 13... Game 18!
Lin Ming in the ring has already shown his fierceness. At this time, he is like an awakened true dragon, with a powerful body, attacking all enemies invincibly, tearing them all to pieces, sweeping them all, and no one can defeat him!
The warriors around them were all horrified to see. These warriors who died at the hands of Lin Ming were not cabbage, but strong men who were at the lowest fifth level, or even the sixth level. They were their own a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago.
At that time, they were all the people on the destiny list, and some people might even be in the top 100 of the destiny list!
It was this kind of person who was killed by Lin Ming like he was chopping melons and vegetables. After twisting and turning, Lin Ming only used those few moves, but no one could dodge these moves!
Each of these moves is imbued with powerful power, and the consumption will definitely not be less. Even if the average warrior is strong, but after performing such attacks more than ten times, he will be short of breath and have to replenish some elixirs, but
No matter how good the elixir is, the replenished true essence will be slightly different from its own true essence. If it is not refined in time, the energy in the body will be impure and the combat effectiveness will be sharply reduced.
However, Lin Ming has not replenished a single elixir until now, and looking at his appearance, he still does not seem to have any disordered aura. Is he still a human?
The twentieth game...
"boom!"
The head of the Demonic Killing Puppet that appeared was shot open by Lin Ming. The red and white brains sputtered out. In the blink of an eye, it was scorched by the power of thunder. The headless corpse of the Demonic Warrior fell to the ground with a crash.
There was a sound of gasping outside the ring. This was the killing puppet who knew that he must die. If he were a normal person, I am afraid that no one would dare to play. This is not the way to die.
In fact, even the killing puppets were frightened by Lin Ming. After killing twenty people in a row, Lin Ming had a ferocious nature like an ancient ferocious beast. The accumulated murderous aura formed an invisible energy field around him.
Just getting close makes me feel an overwhelming pressure, making it difficult to breathe.
Even Situ Haotian was so frightened by Lin Ming's aura that he felt weak. Every killing puppet sent on the field was piled up with Yuanling Stone.
If these killing puppets are sent out, will they be able to consume Lin Ming's physical strength?
Looking at Lin Ming, whose breath was not disturbed at all in the ring, Situ Haotian felt uncertain. He turned his eyes to a boy in red in the hall and said, "Master Xuan Guo, you will be in the next match."
"Ah?" The boy in red's heart shrank, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.