Lin Ming shook his head vigorously, shaking out the superfluous thoughts in his mind. Now there is only one thought: become stronger, become stronger, and become stronger again!

I really don't have the strength to know anything, I can't even unravel my own memories, and I don't have the power to look at it.

Jin Ming was pleased: "It's great that you can think so." ”

After chatting with Jin Ming for a while, Jin Ming went back to sleep, it was still a little affected yesterday, but it didn't have much impact, and it was fine after a little sleep.

Lin Ming locked the door and prepared to go out to have a look.

Along the way, you can hear the discussion of the disciples of the Boming Sect:

"This is the Stygian Rain?"

"It turns out that it looks like this, I thought that with three heads and six arms, with his seven-fold cultivation of qi refining, can he really win the ghost sword?"

"The disciples of the four major sects have seen it with their own eyes, can there be any fake?"

......

There are even female disciples who say this:

"He's the Stygian?"

"It's not particularly pretty, but the more you look at it, the more flavorful it becomes. ”

"What's the matter, little wave hoof, I'm starting to think about spring. ”

......

Lin Ming's various body functions have improved, and his hearing is very good, so all the discussions of those people have entered his ears without exception, and Lin Ming can only be helpless and cry and laugh.

I fought against the ghost knife, in order to find a strong opponent, hoping to break through, who knew that it would be so troublesome, I would have found a remote place and secretly competed.

This morning, Bo Qingya also told him that he was going to be famous, but he didn't care, or he didn't listen, because he was too sleepy at that time, and now he remembered it again.

Pretending not to hear, Lin Ming finally passed through the Bo Ming Sect and came to the gate of the Bo Ming Sect, and took a deep breath, it was really terrifying, in this world where the strong are respected, the strong strength is indeed easy to be favored by others.

Among those female disciples just now, there were bold ones who were directly like Lin Ming. Even if there are women, but there are also a few men, Lin Ming shuddered and hurriedly walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, a small servant came over and quietly gave Lin Ming a letter without saying anything. After giving it, it disappears.

As soon as the little guy left on the front foot, another guy quietly stuffed him with a letter on the back foot.

Take out two letters and look at them, one was given by the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and the other was given by the Sect Master of the Liyuan Sect.

Lin Ming chuckled lightly and whispered to himself: "It's really the same four major sects, and they actually sent letters together." Lin Ming put away the two letters, planning to go back and read them again.

Don't be in a hurry, let the other two sect masters cool down first.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice:

"I'm going to challenge you. ”

This sound was like a thunderclap in the market, and the cultivators in front of the sect had all heard of one person now, and that was the Dark Rain, so it exploded all at once.

"Stygian Rain, the one who defeated the Ghost Blade?"

"Who?

"Where is he?"

...... In an instant, a large number of people gathered in front of the Bo Ming Sect.

I turned around and saw a young man about twenty years old. Holding a sword, he was very arrogant at Lin Ming. Qi refining eightfold.

Lin Ming's face was strange, you said that you haven't reached the ninth level of qi refining, so you came to challenge me. What do you think, I think I can defeat the ghost knife and come to me to challenge.

Lin Ming didn't know anything about this, because the battle between Lin Ming and the ghost knife was won or lost in an instant, and the people below didn't see what it looked like.

So many people thought it was luck, and after a check, it turned out that Lin Ming was only sevenfold. Someone couldn't sit still. This young man is one of them. He is usually a genius in the sect, and this time he came to prove himself.

The second reason is that most of the people who challenged the ghost knife died. The mortality rate is too high. And Lin Ming is okay, not as murderous as him.

"Why are you challenging me?" Lin Ming asked.

"Because you're strong enough!" said the young man on the other side bluntly.

"He's Lin Ming?"

"It looks like this. ”

......

Most people had only heard of the Dark Lin and had never seen it, so as soon as Lin Ming responded, everyone's eyes were immediately fixed on Lin Ming.

Speechless, Lin Ming thought to himself that your sect master was still strong, and he didn't see you challenge him. Lin Ming thought about it for a while, but still agreed, and said:

"Come on, attack me. ”

The young man was overjoyed when he heard that Lin Ming had actually agreed. Without saying a word, he urged the spiritual power and came with a sword. But Lin Ming shook his head.

That's too slow. That's right, not everyone is a ghost knife. Don't talk about flashing steps to this young man, you don't need to take a quick step. Purely physical speed is enough.

"Drink!"

The young man was very serious and hardworking, and attacked with a low shout. Lin Ming turned sideways slightly, and slapped the young man's sword with his hand. The young man stumbled.

Lin Ming then said, "Come again." "That's the same result for the next few times.

After coming a few more times, the young man also understood that Lin Ming was guiding him a few times. At the moment, he blushed, and he didn't try, so he hurriedly said, "Thank you." And he escaped into the sea of people.

As soon as the spectators saw that the young man was gone, they immediately booed, and slowly dispersed.

Lin Ming chuckled, this was just an episode for him. Just as he was about to leave, someone came to say, "Who is the Underworld?"

Lin Ming turned around and saw a handsome white horse, and the people on the horse were looking for Lin Ming, Lin Ming stepped forward and said, "I am, what's wrong?"

The man immediately took out a letter from his arms and respectfully handed it to Lin Ming. Lin Minghu wondered, what's wrong today, this is the third letter he has received.

Immediately, the man said to Lin Ming: "My son-in-law, my son-in-law said that he must play with him when he has time." With that, he rode away.

Lin Ming looked at the envelope, and the words Murong Dongfang were written on it. Lin Ming suddenly remembered that he had told Murong Dongfang that he was in Boming Sect, so he actually sent a letter to himself.

Lin Ming didn't go out either, so he went straight back to see what Murong Dongfang had said.

......

"Bang. ”

A figure flew out of the gate of the Boming Sect.

The two disciples guarding the gate smashed their tongues and said:

"How many are you doing today?"

"The sixth. ”

Since Lin Ming was challenged last time, a steady stream of challengers came up the next day, and his cultivation was not lower than the eightfold, but it was useless, and he was still beaten by Lin Ming on the ground.

It can be said that during the Qi refining period, Lin Ming has not yet met an opponent. At this moment, their minds suddenly remembered Little Lori, who was a monster more monster than Lin Ming.

At the beginning, Lin Ming still had the patience to mention it, and then he ran into a challenger. Most Lin Ming only needed one move to solve the battle. Whether it's strong or not, it's just one move. Slightly awesome. Use Shind, and then punch out, and really haven't met anyone who can catch Lin Ming's power.

Lin Ming chose the easiest way, power collision.