Now.

Lin Ming swallowed that fragment of the law of space.

It was as if the body had directly entered a spatial turbulence.

This spatial turbulence, each one, is enough to shred the hardest weapons and the strongest flesh.

Feeling that this spatial turbulence, even Lin Ming, was a little numb.

No doubt.

If so, even if he enters it with his god and demon body.

I'm afraid that with the current level of cultivation, I will also be ground into meat foam.

This is the power of this fragment of the law of space.

Want.

That Emperor should have mastered the laws of this space.

Reportedly.

The realm of life and death can tear through the void.

This is the power of the law.

Doesn't that mean that Xuan Lao is at least a strong man above the emperor?

And also.

On that day, the demon son and protector of the Heavenly Demon Hall who descended to Lingxiao Peak took away Senior Sister Su Yao, what will happen to their strength?

No wonder.

The devil that day once swore and said.

Lin Ming is just a salted fish.

What you see, but there is only a world in front of you.

If so, knowing his strength, Lin Ming would become more and more desperate.

But, will Lin Ming?

The answer, of course, is no.

How long has Lin Ming been cultivating, and when he arrives at the three-year appointment, he Lin Ming will inevitably spread his wings like Kunpeng and soar for nine days.

Hiss.

It was when Lin Ming comprehended this fragment of the law of space.

Suddenly.

I just feel that my whole body is cold.

Puff puff.

"What the hell?"

The little fat man's family Duobao was shocked.

What is the lid of the clay pot that Yun Meier took out?

It's so scary.

In a row, several heaven-level talismans pierced him.

It's terrifying, isn't it?

The next moment.

Directly facing Lin Ming.

The little fat man hurriedly pasted two heaven-level talismans on his hands, and then, reaching out to the lid of the clay pot, grabbed it fiercely.

Boom.

The moment of first contact.

A heaven-level talisman in his hand exploded directly.

Bang, bang.

Next.

Almost, and not for long.

In addition, the two heaven-level talismans also exploded directly.

The little fat man glanced at Chu Ling'er, who was looking here.

Made.

You can't let a girl catch this thing.

Gritted teeth.

The palm of his hand grabbed directly at the lid of the clay pot, which looked simple and unpretentious.

Poof.

Blood splattered.

"Whew!"

A scream.

It was from the little fat man that the palm of his hand was instantly released.

Because.

At that moment just now, he felt as if he had grabbed a burning red piece of iron, which directly made his palm a little blurred with flesh and blood.

"Husband."

Chu Ling'er snorted.

Even.

directly abandoned the male tyrant, and was about to pounce on Lin Ming.

Block this blow for Lin Ming.

"Hehe, you'd better mind yourself."

A sinister laugh came from the hero.

The palm print of the hand was directly aimed at the back of Chu Linger's heart, and it was fiercely printed.

Snort, snort, snort.

The soft sword in Chu Ling'er's hand, as if it had eyes, directly aimed at the palm print that attacked her, and quickly slashed out.

Snort, snort, snort.

A shrill grinding sound sounded.

But.

Obviously, the hegemony that inspired the Great Sun Thunder Body is too strong.

Directly smashed the sword curtain and printed it on Chu Ling'er's back.

"Go."

The little fat man has many treasures, and his eyes are fast and his hands are fast.

It was full of blood, and even, revealing some white bones, directly shot out a talisman.

Airplanes.

The earthy yellow talisman directly wrapped Chu Linger's back completely.

Click.

But.

Even so.

The mask was also smashed open.

Burst.

The corners of Chu Ling'er's mouth were ruddy, with a wisp of blood.

However, she still rushed towards Lin Ming without hesitation, wanting to do her best to block the killing blow for Lin Ming.

"Hey, blame me."

A sigh.

Lin Ming, who was originally facing away from them, turned around directly at this moment.

Looking at the lid of the clay pot that shot out, there was a solemn meaning in his eyes.

No doubt.

It's an ancient thing, and it's even a great weapon of destruction.

Vaguely.

Lin Ming could see the pattern exposed under the lid.

A grimace pattern that doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

But.

The lid of this clay pot gives him a sense of evil.

Snort, snort, snort.

Fingertips, as if there is a silver glow glittering.

When the lid of the clay pot was less than a zhang away from Lin Ming, the young man's finger swiped towards the void in front of him.

Laugh at.

Right now.

The crowd heard a sound like the tearing of the cloth.

This made the geniuses present feel a little frightened.

This Lin Ming, unexpectedly, wants to tear the space?

That's a terrifying ability that only an emperor can have.

Isn't it.

Did he really digest and absorb the fragments of the laws of the spatial attributes?

What kind of monster is this?!

They were horrified.

Laugh at.

Soon, however, they found out.

They seem to have overestimated Lin Ming.

Because.

The young man's fingers only left a faint trace in the void.

The distance, the real tearing space, is still a big step away.

on this.

The boy also seemed to be very dissatisfied.

He shook his head slightly.

Airplanes.

Now.

The lid of the clay pot was only a few feet away from Lin Ming, and the young man was as if he didn't realize it.

Fingers, again in the void, swiped lightly.

Snort.

This time, the piercing tearing sound was particularly obvious.

Moment.

In the void, a hideous opening was formed.

It's like a torn cloth bag.

The biting cold wind blows, deep and dark, which makes people feel a little frightened when they see it.

Shout.

Now.

The lid of the clay pot was already only a foot away from Lin Ming.

The next moment, he swallowed the lid of the clay pot directly.

Distance.

Yun Mei'er's face turned pale.

In his eyes, he showed a terrifying look.

Because, she felt, her connection with the lid of the clay pot seemed to be very weak.

I'm afraid that if this continues, it won't be long before the lid of his clay pot will completely lose his control.

"Beat my woman, hurt my brother, you need to pay the price!"

Now.

Lin Ming's hands were hanging down, his eyes were sharp and cold.

In an instant.

He directly drew a sharp mark.

Snort.

With the sound of the cloth tearing, a pitch-black, like the mouth of a demon, was cut directly at the head of the male tyrant.

If it's a hit.

I'm afraid that I will be in a different place directly.

Fortunately.

Years of life and death experience have forged his unparalleled reflexes.

"Ahh

Screams were heard.

One of the arms of the male tyrant was directly cut off by the spatial crack that Lin Ming tore out.

Rumble.

The next moment.

The form of the male dominate turned into a fire, the light of thunder, and quickly swept towards the depths of the ruins.

Meanwhile.

Lin Ming drew two lines again, one shot at Yun Mei'er, and the other shot at the Xuanfeng brothers and sisters.

"Teleportation array, up."

Xuan Feng let out a low snort.

No doubt.

had been prepared for a long time, and the moment that spatial rift appeared, the teleportation formation was activated.

He and Xuanrou's figures disappeared in place in an instant.

But.

Where it disappeared, there were still some traces of blood.