"Why is Lin Mu here?"

Many disciples of the Little Pole Palace hadn't reacted to what had happened.

However, the next moment, they smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Lin Ming's void was suspended at this time, and under his feet, there were a large number of corpses, which had already covered a thick layer!

Blood, shredded flesh, shredded corpses, indescribable tragic scenes.

These are......

Yuluo froze.

Beside her, Yi Fan's face was already slightly pale, and many of the Little Extreme Palace elders were also extremely surprised, not knowing what was going on with this scene in front of them.

Yuluo's beautiful eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Ming's blood-dripping spear in a daze, unable to speak for a while.

These people shouldn't have been killed by Lin Mu, right?

She could feel a powerful force field from those dead warriors, which was formed by the strength of the deceased before his death, and his strength was condensed after death.

But such a group of strong people are piled up like dead dogs!

Lin Ming didn't say hello to the people of Xiaoji Palace, Xiaoji Palace was just a small springboard for him to come to the Soul Realm for the first time, understand the information of the Soul Realm, and enter the Primordial Dream Battlefield to find Shengmei, he had no intention of having too much to do with Xiaoji Palace, and with the turmoil he was causing now, if people knew that he had a lot to do with Xiaoji Palace, the power of the king of the realm like Xiaoji Palace would not be able to parry.

Lin Ming fell to the ground, he swept his senses, and found a Spirit Clan martial artist, he leaned down and took off the Sumeru ring from the other party's finger that had been cut off.

People all looked at Lin Ming and didn't understand what Lin Ming was going to do.

He's so powerful. I'm afraid that there are a lot of chances and treasures, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't look down on the wealth in this spirit warrior Sumeru Ring at all.

Lin Ming rummaged in the ring, and after a few breaths, he found a few inscription runes from the ring.

With a sweep of perception, Lin Ming knew how to use these inscription runes.

People were puzzled, what was so special about these inscriptions, why did the killing god care so much?

And at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and threw out these inscription runes, not only that, but Lin Ming also poured them with true yuan. At the same time, it blesses the divine law of the Shura Road. Let these inscription runes gain more powerful energy.

Hearing a boom, all these inscription runes exploded, and the next moment, a scene that stunned everyone happened.

These inscription runes unleash a brilliant and wanton fireworks. It was actually condensed into Lin Ming's appearance in the air. Scorching burning.

The power of several inscription runes is stacked on top of each other. Coupled with Lin Ming's energy infusion, the Lin Ming avatar that condensed this time was more than ten times larger than before. The position is also higher and more visible!

The onlookers all opened their mouths slightly and couldn't speak.

This is the signal flare to hunt down Lin Ming, which is owned by the Spirit Clan warriors.

The signal flare released in the air before had already burned clean, and the fireworks had already dissipated, so Lin Ming made up another shot!

And bigger and more dazzling!

For a while, in the sky, Lin Ming's face resurfaced, with a heroic face, with a fierce momentum, as if mocking the world's handsome heroes!

What does he want to do?

Don't you think there are enough people to kill!

At this time, Lin Ming's intentions were already obvious, he just wanted to tell the warriors in the vicinity that he had been waiting here, how many people came, how many people he killed!

Having killed so many people and gone through such a long battle, is he tireless?

At this time, the people of Xiaoji Palace were completely stunned, and this scene made them fully understand what was going on.

Yuluo had felt that the fireworks in the air were very similar to Lin Ming.

This means that Lin Ming is the person wanted by the Spirit Clan, he is in the soul cave, and he has obtained the elixir that the true god will be a little tempting, and in the case of being hunted, not only does he not run, but he is still here waiting for the people who are chasing and killing each other to kill them one by one, while training himself, he is also accumulating meritorious deeds!

This practice is simply terrifying!

And at this moment, Lin Ming's heart suddenly moved, and he slowly turned his head and looked at the sky.

Through layers of blood mist, through the red clouds in the sky, and across the void of a hundred miles, Lin Ming still clearly saw the scene on the horizon.

There were two groups of men hurrying in their direction.

At the head of the line, he saw a tall, burly Spirit Clan, and his signature purple scale armor that covered his body.

He is the king of the younger generation of the Spirit Clan, the King of Ziling.

And not far from him, there was the brocade-clothed young man of the soul clan.

Each of them brought the masters of their own forces to kill Lin Ming, and among these masters, there were many kings of the Great Realm!

Seeing these two teams, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Ming's mouth, after waiting for so long, two big fish finally came, and the merit value of this time was even richer.

"Boy, you're going to die!"

After King Ziling received the signal, he did not chase after Lin Ming at the first time, but sent his subordinates to chase after Lin Ming, and at the same time, he gathered the masters in the clan.

He knew that Lin Ming was powerful, and the previous defeat in the Infinite Divine Mountain had been publicized by some of the martial artists present, and now it was making a lot of noise.

It was indeed a lot of people who knew that Lin Ming had obtained the news of the Qilin Fruit, and at the same time, the defeat of King Ziling was also spread out by people.

King Ziling was very arrogant, and was disliked by many soul clan martial artists in the soul world, and some people sneered in front of him, making him extremely angry.

So this time, he had to kill Lin Ming with one blow to save a little face.

Even if he relied on the strength of his own sect to win the disgrace, he couldn't care so much, he knew that he was not Lin Ming's opponent at all.

"Elder Feng, you will attack with all your strength in a while, this kid is not easy to deal with!"

King Ziling's heart was full of hatred, and he said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, rest assured, we will not underestimate the enemy!"

This Wind Elder is one of the Great Realm Kings of the Spirit Clan, and he is the top Realm King among the Great Realm Kings.

Woohoo!

King Ziling came with five Great Realm Realm Kings, as well as many ordinary Realm Kings. In addition, those Saint-level followers followed behind.

It's a force of terror.

And not far behind King Ziling, the strength of the warriors of the Brocade Soul Clan was not to be underestimated, and they had four Great Realm Realm Kings in their team, as well as seven or eight ordinary Realm Kings.

You must know that these two forces are both top-level Tianzun level, and most of the disciples that Tianzun fancies have achieved the king of the realm.

As soon as the two terrible teams arrived, the momentum blocked the whole field. It's scary.

A lot of small forces of warriors. Where have I ever seen such a scene, even if the cultivation of these people has been suppressed, but the aura of the top powerhouses on their bodies is still there, faintly emanating. Make them unbearable.

No doubt. Any of these people. They can easily destroy the sect they are in, without the slightest power to resist.

This is true even for the small pole palace.

So many people, come and kill Lin Ming!

This lineup gap. It's a little too big.

Lin Ming was standing in the wind at this moment, there was not much blood on his body, he seemed to be extremely calm, and there was an inexplicable gray-black power gathering behind him.

King Ziling wanted to find even a trace of fear on Lin Ming's face, but he was disappointed, Lin Ming was as calm as a piece of ice, and he was not moved at all.

This made King Ziling's face even more gloomy, he didn't think that Lin Ming was a fool, he would be so calm probably it meant that Lin Ming might be even stronger than he originally thought!

He was already confident enough to ignore the siege of the king-level powerhouses of the Great Realm Realm!

"Array!"

King Ziling felt that it was not good and yelled.

These five Spirit Clan Great Realm Realm Kings who rushed over were not careless, and in the face of the juniors who were not much younger than them, several of them were side by side with King Ziling, and each of them stood in a position.

The soul power of the body surged like a mountain and a sea, condensing into a huge Venerable soul power phantom in the void.

This Venerable is so huge that it is almost as big as the heavens, and his soul power is majestic.

"Human boy, die!"

After the formation was condensed, King Ziling's heart was settled. The huge Venerable Phantom in the void was one of the innate supernatural powers of their Spirit Race.

It can condense the soul power of several people together, and the power skyrockets exponentially, forming a powerful soul body.

The huge Venerable Soul Body, with both palms like a mountain, slapped towards Lin Ming.

At this time, Lin Ming had already made hundreds of millions of seals in an instant.

The gray-black power behind him skyrocketed, and countless runes flickered, supporting the heavens and the earth, forming a three-headed, six-armed, mountain-like Shura warrior form.

This Shura warrior is slowly pushing a huge rotation.

In the midst of the rotation, there are countless demon gods and haunted houses, crying and roaring, which is very weird.

Lin Ming looked at King Ziling's gaze and was furious.

In the void, two mountain-like figures collided fiercely.

The blow was staggering.

The Asura warrior pushed the huge black magic wheel and began to crush the Venerable Soul that collided with it from the opposite side. The black gas shook the air, making a whining sound, the void shook, the earth trembled, and the momentum was amazing.

And the soul body of the Venerable, the fist is like rain, every time it hits, it is like a mountain crashing down, and a large piece of soul power is swirling, and there is a great momentum that penetrates the heavens and the earth, shocking people's hearts.

Boom, boom, boom.

Countless runes flickered, collided, and then annihilated like stars.

Storms of energy erupted in all directions, cutting deep gullies crisscrossing the earth.

Some onlookers who were relatively close were directly swept away by the storm, and many people screamed miserably.

But as the battle progressed, the hideous expression on King Ziling's face began to slowly disappear, and then his eyes widened.

The expressions of the five Great Realm Kings behind him also changed. They knew very well how powerful the Venerable Soul was that they had sacrificed, and they had even blocked the attack of fifty percent of the strength of the Spirit Clan Emperor, but now, they were actually just fighting on par with the magic wheel pushed by the strange Shura warrior in front of them?

No, that Venerable Soul's body is even disintegrating!

The five of them joined forces with the King of the Great Realm of the Spirit Clan, together with the King of Ziling, and they were suppressed by Lin Ming alone, and the Shura Phantom that condensed behind him was even more powerful than the Spirit Clan Divine Venerable!

...... (To be continued......)