Martial World

w "You...you..."

Chiyue vomited blood, grabbed the barrel of the gun with her left hand, and swayed her right hand in vain in front of her, as if she wanted to catch something. His face was unwilling and unbelievable. He never thought that one day he would be able to Died in the hands of a teenage child, and the other party's cultivation base is only the initial stage of condensing pulse!

"Pfft!"

Chiyue knelt down on both knees, her eyes had already lost the lustre. In the final analysis, Chiyue was just a low-level martial artist who was not from a sect. He could only be the king and hegemon in a remote place like the southern border. Compared with Jiang Baoyun, Qin Wuxin and others, he is not worth mentioning at all. [br /\u003e

The strongest genius he knew was only the Southern Border Feather Emperor, but even the Southern Border Feather Emperor was completely incomparable to Lin Ming.

Zi Xuan's spear was pulled out, bringing with it a rain of blood, and Chi Yue's body was overturned to the ground, unable to rest his eyes.

At this moment, the fat-headed chief's face was ashen, and his body was trembling slightly. What happened just now was like a nightmare to him. The leader of the Huochi sect, who seemed unfathomable to him, was actually dead? Until the spear penetrated the throat of the leader of the Huochi Sect, the Fat Head Chief still couldn't believe that the boy in front of him was simply a devil!

And the female slaves in the room also felt as if they were dreaming. In their eyes, Master Huochi was as powerful as a demon, and he was simply unmatched. He was killed by this young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old? ?

So what kind of terrifying existence should this young man have? Could it be that he was the reincarnation of the witch god and came to save them?

Lin Ming was looking at his right hand at this time, and he was extremely satisfied. With the combination of Qingcang's True Essence and the Marrow Tempering Realm, his defensive power had undergone a qualitative leap.

As for the power of the flame that rushed into Lin Ming's body, it was also suppressed by the Heretic God's seed and failed to cause any damage to Lin Ming's meridians.

And the last time he encountered Chiyue. However, he couldn't control the opponent's flame power at all. Obviously, the evil god's seed's control over the flame power was closely related to Lin Ming's own strength.

Squeezing out the remaining flames in the palm of his hand, Lin Ming raised his head to look at the only high-level figure left in the stone house—the Fat Head Chief.

"You...what do you want? I'll give it to you..." The fat-headed chief said in a trembling voice as he stepped back. He was completely panicked. The guards around him were only in the bone-forging period, and they rushed on the battlefield like sharp knives. . But compared to the headmaster of Huo Chi, he was as weak as a grasshopper. It's not worth mentioning in front of this demon at all, and it can't bring him any sense of security.

Lin Ming glanced at the fat-headed chief in disgust.

This kind of human scum should not exist in this world at all. He shook his spear slightly and said indifferently: "You have nothing to be interested in. I just want you to die."

"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 was already crowded together, and he kept shivering. He was already terrified. What's going on? He has long released the sound transmission. Why hasn't anyone come yet? What about the masters of the Huo Chi Cult? With such a loud noise, even if they couldn't see the sound transmission, they should have heard the voice rushing up.

Are they all killed?

Realizing this, the fat-headed chieftain's heart sank deeply.

Lin Ming approached step by step, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be on the beat of their heartbeats. The invisible coercion exuded, making it hard to breathe, and all the female slaves knelt down, fell to the ground, and performed the ritual of paying homage to the witch god.

The fat-headed chief was drenched in cold sweat, and he was already scared out of his mind. Even the group of dead men in the bone-forging stage around him couldn't resist the pressure.

"kill!"

The captain of the guard team suddenly roared, and more than 20 dead soldiers pulled out their weapons and killed Lin Ming in unison.

Lin Ming glanced at them expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "You...all have a way to die!!"

"Hey!"

Zi Xuan spear stabbed out, countless thunders shone with blazing purple-white light, and a purple sun seemed to rise in the whole room.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

These more than 20 warriors were stabbed into the body by the electric light, the power of thunder raged along the meridians, the five internal organs were destroyed, and they died in an instant.

With just one shot, more than 20 guards were killed, and only the Fat Head Chief was left!

Several female slaves watched this scene in horror, killing more than 20 top experts with one shot. This was more shocking than Lin Ming's killing of Headmaster Huochi before. When their hometown was trampled by Huochi's iron horse, they witnessed it with their own eyes These masters can easily kill the warriors in their hometown, but now, they have been killed by the young man in front of them.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

god!

The witch god must have come to save them.

Several female slaves knelt down and worshipped devoutly, and the fat-headed chief was so frightened that he was paralyzed to the ground. As a ruler who usually arbitrarily deprives others of life, he deeply knew the horror of death.

Lin Ming snorted in disgust and said coldly, "Killing you dirty my gun."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned into black vortexes.

"Pong!"

The fat-headed chief's eyeballs shattered, and his seven orifices bleed. He was barely mentioned at the peak of visceral training based on the medicinal herbs. Under Lin Ming's Samsara martial intent, the sea of ​​​​spirits exploded directly, and his brain was already a mess.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three female slaves left in the room, and they were still trembling and kneeling towards Lin Ming.

"Let's all go." Lin Ming was not a man who killed indiscriminately. The guards he killed before were also full of murderous aura. They fought with the Huochi tribe for so many years. They didn't know how many innocent people they killed. Say, kill and kill.

After he finished speaking, he shot up the dying flame boy on the ground. Before he could do anything, a crimson fireball flew out of the flame boy's heart and went straight to the window!

"Boom!"

The crimson fireball slammed into something in front of the window and bounced back violently, as if there was an invisible film on the window.

Lin Ming calmly put away his Zixuan spear. When he entered the minaret, he had already set up a dream barrier.

The Dream Orb given to him by Mu Qianyu could only be broken by a martial artist above the innate level, so this little man-level middle-rank Fire Essence was naturally powerless.

"It turns out that the so-called inextinguishable holy fire fire essence is actually the red flame of the earth's core..."

Lin Ming popped out hundreds of strands of Azure Blue True Essence, bound the fire essence, and said to himself, these days, he has read a lot of books introducing fire essence and Lei Ling, and he already understands fire essence very well. The Fire Chi tribe's own name, the common name of this fire essence in the Tianyan Continent is the Earth's Heart Scarlet Flame.

"Earth-centered Chiyan, middle-rank human-rank, although the rank is not high, but after so many years of careful cultivation by Huo Chi Peeling, its power has grown to almost the peak."

Once the fire essence was born between the heavens and the earth, its grade was already determined, but its power could be slowly cultivated. The Earth Core Scarlet Flame in Lin Ming's hands had been roasted for a long time, and its internal energy had approached saturation. Lin Ming saved a lot of time.

"After swallowing this fire essence, I don't know how much the fire essence in the Heretic God's seed can grow." Lin Ming muttered to himself, moving his fingers together, he began to seal the fire essence up and down.

Neither the Fire Spirit nor the Thunder Spirit can be directly put into the Sumeru Ring. It requires a Fire-type or Thunder-type martial artist to use the true energy in their bodies to seal them. Lin Ming has specially learned this sealing method before. It can only seal the human-level fire essence, and the earth-level fire essence can't deal with it.

After sealing the fire spirit, Lin Ming discovered that the three female slaves were still kneeling on the ground and did not leave.

"You're not leaving yet?"

The three women kept kowtowing, and the one in the middle said tremblingly: "God...God, they are all dead, we will be killed when we go out, I beg God to save us, we can do anything... Do……"

The woman's voice lacked any confidence. She really wanted to be a slave and a maid by Lin Ming's side, but she knew that she didn't have the qualifications...

Hearing the panicked voices of the three women, Lin Ming sighed. This is a world where force is paramount, and the weak can only be controlled by others. This rule has been going on for thousands of years.

He is not a bad person, and he can't save so many tragedies in the world, but since he has encountered it, he will not turn a blind eye.

"Tell me, who the hell are the people here?"

The woman in the middle was stunned for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and said, "The people who can live in the heart of the Huochi Sect are all high-level members of the Huochi tribe. If they hadn't raped, looted, and killed countless people with the army, how could they have accumulated military merit and sat there. High-rise location?"

Lin Ming glanced at the woman in surprise. Although she was a slave girl, she was frightened by him, but in this situation, she still spoke clearly and rationally. She must have been the daughter of an aristocratic family before she was captured. This is not surprising, most of the female slaves who can be selected by Chief Huochi to stay by his side and serve him are of extraordinary origin.

"I understand."

Lin Ming pulled out the Zixuan spear in the Xumi ring, removed the dream barrier, and disappeared into the vast darkness.

After Lin Ming left, the three girls stared at each other, at a loss.

Soon, they heard screams from under the tower.

Several female slaves hurried to the window, only to see a purple thunder lit up 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 the real power of the Huochi Sect. The characters are also masters in the teaching. Usually they take out one of them casually, and they are all powerful figures, but now, under the hands of the black-clothed youth, they are like ants.

Although they knew Lin Ming's strength for a long time, the three girls were still shocked when they saw this scene again.

The spear danced, and the thunder and fire exploded. With each shot, several or even a dozen people were killed. Among these people, the worst were in the bone-forging stage, and many even reached the pulse-condensing stage.

Tonight is destined to be a bloody night... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)m