Lifted by the clouds, Lin Ming looked down at everything below.

"Want to go?"

He didn't speak, but the voice rang out in everyone's head.

After being hit hard by a glimpse of the lonely lantern in the Moon Palace, with the help of the power of the Cloud Tribulation and the many thaumaturgy he held, Lin Ming protected his own foundation, and even uprooted all kinds of hidden dangers accumulated in his own fortune through this heavy blow, at this moment, he may not be as good as the previous eleven in terms of the power he holds, but in terms of quality, he has been no less than ten times better than the original self.

"Bang! bang!"

Hundreds of clusters of black flames ignited in the air, each of them was transformed by a monk who had robbed his mind, and the hundred-year-old cultivation path was completely destroyed, and the Heavenly Dynasty Cultivation Realm suffered an unprecedented blow in this day.

"Run!"

The sky was filled with black air, and hundreds of rivers poured into Lin Ming's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and in the torrent, Zhao Chongtian and several other Yuanying bigwigs struggled to support Lingtai Qingming, and at the same time urged the flying sword under his feet to escape.

The four of them have a tacit understanding, and they are going to escape in different directions, and in their consideration, this time they can escape one or two even if they are not good.

Whenever the dynasty is faced with the doom of extinction, such a decision to 'forcibly keep the fire' often emerges and is vigorously implemented.

Everyone is selling their teammates, and they are all counting on the person who is being sold is not themselves.

But, unfortunately, no one can go today.

First, Lin Ming was currently in a state of 'starvation', and the amount of energy that Monk Jindan could provide him with was really limited.

Second, Zhuge Xin was still counting on the success of the Five Thunder Gathering, if Zhao Chongtian and the others slipped away, then Lin Ming's attention would obviously be focused on him.

"Stay!"

The thoughts that flashed in his heart turned into four words and a roar, Zhuge Xin waved a short dagger, and four copper coins fell in response, and they dissolved in the air like an illusion.

It's like the flying sword that Zhao Chongtian and the other four people stepped on.

"Zhuge old thief!"

"Thief!"

"I'm #¥%% your ancestor ......!"

The situation is critical, and as soon as the flying sword is lost, the great cause of the big guys who are running away is suddenly stalled, and at the critical moment, a lag can determine life and death.

Three of the four people all scolded, but Zhao Chongtian didn't let out a fart, but fell down and hit the golden cover hard.

"Bang!"

As if a boulder had been thrown into a water tank, layers of ripples rippled on the golden cover, and the different sound effects and fluctuating golden light successfully attracted Lin Ming's attention.

"Sizzle!"

The momentum of the black air returning to the sea was paused, and then it surged backwards in an instant, condensing into a dark snake.

As soon as the black snake spit out the letter, it coiled up and hit the golden cover in a spiral shape, and at the same time, three additional snake heads were divided from the snake's body to catch Qian, Sun, and Li respectively.

"Do you want to die?"

Lin Ming drove the clouds and flew directly above the Bagua Mountain, and under his urging, a purple thunder the thickness of a water tank hung straight down from the clouds and slammed into the golden cover.

"Click!"

The purple thunder is the thunder of robbery, representing the power of heaven and earth, and the black qi is the evil and represents the will of Linming. Under the blow of the two, it was overwhelmed even by the solidity of the golden cover, and it shattered into more than N pieces without any drag, diffused in the air, and turned into a golden mist.

Zhao Chongtian fell in the golden mist, he fell into the golden cover for a breath, he did not lose consciousness, and he chose to accelerate his fall as soon as he was free.

He regarded himself as a meteorite and went straight to Zhuge Xin, with a posture of wanting to die with the other party.

There is no need to cast any Dao methods, and there is no need to use any mana to attack the enemy, after all, there is still a surplus of copper coins in Zhuge Xin's hand, and it is useless to do this, and at this moment, the snake head of the black snake is chasing after him, Zhao Chongtian asked himself if he could take a spell stronger than this black snake and this black qi to hit Zhuge Xin hard.

He hated Zhuge Xin to the bone, and when he knew that he couldn't escape, he decided to pull Zhuge Xin into the water as soon as possible while retaining the most spiritual power to send to the black qi.

Zhao Chongtian slammed into it with anger, how fierce was it? How fast was the black snake swooping down? Before Zhuge Xin could put down the hand he raised when he waved the short dagger, the broken golden cover in the air was gradually turning into mist.

"Alas!"

A sigh comes from no reason, as a voice-over that forcibly cuts into and freezes the moment of time.

An obscure qi machine hung down from the sky, and a purple glow glowed on one of the peaks of the Bagua Mountains.

"Uncle!"

Zhao Chongtian's eyes were cracked.

That mountain was the mountain that trapped Zhao Lao, and when Zhao Chong's destiny was on the verge of Zhao Chong's destiny, Zhao Lao finally asked for the sword.

Purple electric green steel!

The obscure qi machine from the sky was full of coercion, and even the cloud of heavenly calamity that Lin Ming was driving had to retreat backwards and was forced to lower its height, as if the courtiers had seen the Son of Heaven.

A little purple light lit up in the sky, and that was the star corresponding to this sword—the foundation of the Zhao family.

Lagerstroemia!

"Take care of the family for me!"

The old man's voice is still majestic, although Zhao Lao is in prison at this moment, he is like an emperor who reigns over the world, and he controls the rise and fall of the world with every move.

With his words, Zhao Chongtian's body disappeared into the sky without warning, and then, time in this area began to flow again.

The snake letter of the black snake had already licked Zhuge Xin's face.

The purple star in the sky is hidden, and Zhao Lao does not plan to save Zhuge Xin, nor does he have the ability to save Zhuge Xin again.

Zhuge Xin didn't need him to save him.

Dare to go to this point, he has considered all kinds of situations.

"Wind!"

If he didn't wield the dagger, he already knew that there was no way to use the black gas with the copper coin he had prepared, and he had done experiments.

He was waving his feather fan.

After the battle, there are no feathers left on the damaged feather fan, and it is better to call it a 'feather fan' than to call it a tattered fan.

But it was such a fan shaped like a standing prop in the hands of a street beggar that fanned the black gas and fanned off the black snake.

"Smack. ”

The last few feathers on the fan were completed with the completion of the fan, and all that remained of this treasure that had been handed down for thousands of years was a crack handle.

The sound of the wind began only after the black snake had been twisted and turned, and the roar of the beast in the wind sounded louder than before.

"Roar!"

The last roar of the trapped beast must have been bloody, right?

Zhuge Xin didn't have time to feel sorry for the feather fan, the black snake just retreated for a while, and turning his head was only a moment for it to be composed of countless black gas.

The wind that was exchanged for the destruction of the feather fan could only buy him a breath.

His life, his mission, all the reasons and purposes for which he existed in this world were only a breath.

"Mysterious and ancient!

Standing tall and roaring, the oldest spells have long been lost, but the oldest words have never been forgotten.