Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Last Shot
Lin Ming tumbled and fell into the herd of beasts, his qi and blood had not yet been adjusted, and the fierce beast warriors around him had already slaughtered him!
"Drink!" A shot swept away, the purple black spear bent into a full moon, and the fierce beast weighing seven or eight hundred catties was swept away by Lin Ming, and the sternum of a warrior who was smashed on the spot collapsed, and his five organs were shattered.
However, there were too many fierce beasts attacking and too strong, among them, there were also elusive and tricky warriors, after Lin Ming's shot was swung, there were two more wounds on his body, one of which pierced his lower abdomen, hurting his internal organs!
If he hadn't reached the realm of practicing dirt, and let Zhenyuan completely infiltrate into his internal organs in the cold pool, this sword would have made him lose most of his combat effectiveness!
"The pressure is too great!" Lin Ming was covered in blood, both enemy and his own, the purple black spear was completely stained red with blood, but because the barrel of the gun had undergone a special anti-slip treatment, it still didn't feel slippery to grasp.
It was just now that after Lin Ming killed four or five enemies, four or five stronger enemies emerged, and one of them was a fierce beast whose strength was equivalent to that of the Bone Refining Realm!
"This Lin Ming, it's getting worse and worse, I can't hold on to this fourth pillar of incense anymore. A disciple in the audience said.
The fourth pillar of incense had just burned most of it, but Lin Ming on the stage snorted just now, obviously injured.
In a group of enemies, it is already very difficult to hold on, and once it is injured and its combat effectiveness decreases, it is not far from death.
"It's a little bit worse than expected, but it should be in the top 100. â
"Well, after all, it's a freshman, four pillars of incense, the limit. â
People are talking about it, and there is no expectation and shock in their words, and many times, when a person repeatedly creates a zĂ o miracle, it is a matter of course that he will create a zĂ o miracle next time.
On the other hand, if he fails to create a miracle, even if his current achievements are still far beyond ordinary people, he will still not be applauded, and may even be booed.
For example, Ling Sen, if the myth of his number one is broken and his ranking drops a few places in a row, then even if he is still one of the few masters in the Seven Xuanwu Mansion, his aura is no longer there, but there will be people saying behind his back, "This Ling Sen, it's not good" and something like that.
The incense burned slowly, and when the faint spark of the fourth pillar of incense was unwilling to be swallowed up by the incense ash, the fifth pillar of incense began to ignite.
Four pillars of incense!
At this time, in the Ten Thousand Killing Array, Lin Ming had already suffered twelve wounds, three of which had injured his internal organs, if Lin Ming hadn't reached the realm of exhaling like a snake, and at the same time, there was a consummation of the "Chaos True Yuan Jue" supporting it, and now he would have lost his combat effectiveness.
"Die!"
Lin Ming swept off a martial artist's thigh with a shot, and then a dive, a punch hit the martial artist's chest, in order to save the true yuan, he didn't use a powder body to break the bone fist, but the power of more than 4,000 catties smashed into the heart of the martial artist, but it still directly made his heart stop and died on the spot.
At this moment, with a roar, a huge phantom appeared in the space of this ten thousand killing array, Lin Ming turned around and saw that a bear-shaped monster appeared ten zhang behind him, the monster was more than a zhang tall, covered with thick black fur, looking at this weight, it was definitely thousands of catties!
"Level 3 Fierce Beast!"
Lin Ming gasped, although the black polar bear in front of him was only a relatively weak category among the third-level fierce beasts, it was a third-level fierce beast after all, at least equivalent to a martial artist who forged bones!
This kind of fierce beast, with Lin Ming's current strength, is absolutely helpless, and the appearance of this black polar bear also means that the martial artists and fierce beasts that will appear in the future will be mainly in the bone forging period!
Lin Ming knew that he didn't have much time left!
He jerked his head and saw the black-armored knight who had been fighting him for several rounds, and rushed over with his spear raised...,
Zhenyuan concentrated on his whole body, Lin Ming ran at full speed like a galloping horse, and in the process of running, the breathing rhythm of the small units of his body spontaneously adjusted to the same, and the Zhenyuan in Lin Ming's body shook rapidly!
Because of the violent Zhenyuan shock, Lin Ming's muscles swelled, his arm holding the gun was a few points thicker, the green tendons jumped up, and with a "snort" sound, Lin Ming's already tattered clothes were completely shattered, and Lin Ming's body rushed out like a meteor!
The black-armored knight raised the halberd high and slashed down, facing the cold light of the halberd, Lin Ming did not dodge or dodge, at the moment when the halberd fell, his true yuan concentrated on his feet, and the strong true yuan vibration made Lin Ming crumble with every step he would step on, and the earth and rocks flew all over the place, and his speed, which had already reached the extreme, soared again!
"Poof!"
Lin Ming stabbed out the spear in his hand before the black-armored knight's halberd was chopped down!
"Jiaolong goes to sea!"
This shot pierced the horse's neck from the bottom up, and then broke through the horse's armor and stabbed straight into the chest of the black-armored knight!
Under the strong shock, the black knight's battle armor was shattered like paper paste, and the spear of moire iron was sent into the chest and abdomen of the black knight, and the power of the shock exploded, and the black knight's body shook violently, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died violently on the spot, and his internal organs had been shaken into a pulp by the shaking true yuan!
However, in the process of killing this black-armored knight, Lin Ming had already exhausted all the remaining True Yuan in his body in one go, and even his muscles were extensively damaged because he couldn't withstand such a True Yuan vibration, and it was difficult to exert his strength, facing the beasts that rushed over, his battle had already ended here!
On the altar of the Ten Thousand Killing Array, Lin Ming snorted and retreated with a pale face.
There were still three people on the altar who were conducting assessments, and the strength of the participants in the Ten Thousand Killing Array assessment this time was obviously a notch higher than last month.
"A little more four-pillar incense, a little better than I thought, how many names can there be?" Murong Zi said with a smile, shifting his gaze to the ranking stone.
"Gu Yu, who is ranked eighty-nine, is still on the altar and has not finished, this Lin Ming was eliminated one step ahead of Gu Yu, and the results should be more than ninety. â
"Well, that's pretty much the ......."
People were talking and began to pay attention to the ranking changes on the ranking stone, but Zhu Yan stood among these people, deaf to their discussions, just staring at the ranking stone, his face gloomy as water.
The spies sent by the princes also focused their eyes on the ranking stone, they came for this today, and some of them even had prepared the transmission note.
When most people focused their eyes on the ninety to one hundred, there was a slight fluctuation in the sixth row of the ranking stone, an inconspicuous change, but it was destined to be recorded in the history of the Seven Xuanwu Mansion and even the Heavenly Fortune Kingdom.
Lin Ming, sixty-two. [bookid=1551615,bookname="Warcraft Multitowers: Another World"]