Those melon-eating disciples all shouted out in surprise, this scene also surprised Yang Yan, but those big guys were even more determined in their inner thoughts, Lin Ming could actually get along with the flames There was only one possibility, he had completely mastered the Samadhi True Fire, and completely mastered the power of the Golden Crow.

"It's so rampant, but I like your rampant and brainless decision, because it will lead you to death!" Yang Yan laughed, and he quickly rushed towards Lin Ming, who was gradually coming out of the flames.

Boom, the Golden Crow Long Sword was raised fiercely by it, and with a hula, Yang Yan was smashed under the ground before he could react, and then he rushed down directly, with a thud, and when everyone looked over again, Lin Ming had already been picked up by him with the Golden Crow Long Sword.

Yang Yan wailed in pain, but no matter what, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the long sword, blood flowed directly down the blade of the long sword, and he twisted his body on the tip of the sword, completely like a dying earthworm.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen, they categorically couldn't believe that Lin Ming, who had just been pressed and beaten, could become so strong in an instant, feeling this violent aura as if it was the strength of the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm.

In addition to the cold ice, there are also Moon Heart and Sword Saint, I'm afraid that no one has reached the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm!

That's why they were so surprised, "This kid must have used some secret method, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to suddenly become so powerful, let's make a move together!"

He instantly increased his strength by almost a large section, and even these bigwigs felt a little weak at this time, so they now planned to attack them in groups.

And the next Lin Ming's methods made them all break out in a cold sweat behind their backs, and those disciples of the Sun God Sect who were originally going to rush forward also retreated one after another, and for a while, no one dared to take half a step forward.

"How do you ...... How could you be so strong!" His eyes widened in disbelief, but he couldn't hold on to any resistance.

"You don't have a life to know!" After he finished speaking, he directly waved the Golden Crow Long Sword, and the sword shadow flowed in the air, and Yang Yan's body was directly dismantled into eight pieces of minced meat and fell to the ground.

The blood mist was still in the air, and the scarlet sky made the disciples of the Sun God Sect feel incredible, and they fled directly.

But the corners of Lin Ming's mouth raised slightly, and a bloody smile erupted, "Do you know that you are afraid now?

His last two words were like an ultimatum issued by the god of death, as soon as the voice fell, hundreds of spirit runes were thrown from the air by him, he waved the big wings behind him and rushed to Jiuxiao, followed by a shout: "Explode for me!"

"Don't!" several elders from the other sects shouted to stop them, but it was too late, and the rune had completely detonated, boom, boom, and the ground cracked completely.

The mountains and rocks rolled, and most of the thousands of disciples were directly killed and injured, while the rest were also seriously injured and wailing, and they had no combat strength at all.

Looking at Lin Ming, who was so bloodthirsty, those sect bosses couldn't help but shudder, they glanced at each other and instantly rushed towards Lin Ming, but the latter cast a contemptuous gaze, "We are inevitably going to fight, even if you don't want to fight, I will kill you one by one, but not now!"

"Lin Ming, you have such a big breath, you killed innocents indiscriminately in front of our three major sects, the crime is unforgivable, and you don't want to die soon!" Yue Xin said in a loud voice, she showed her own thin willow sword.

The Sword Saint also nodded and said, "Elder Yuexin is right, Lin Ming, you have a lot of blood debts on your hands, don't you die soon!"

"Lin Ming, you have no way to escape, surrender is your only destination, and it can be regarded as an explanation for our dead sect disciples!" Han Ye scolded angrily, he stood higher than Han Bing and looked eager to try.

Lin Ming snorted coldly, "One by one, they are all high-sounding, and in the end, it is not to kill me to add a stroke to the famous and decent signboard you raised!"

"A bunch of nonsense, take your life!" Cold Night took the lead in rushing forward, and in an instant, he had already come to Lin Ming, and the strength of the middle stage of the Heavenly God Realm was completely poured into the long sword in his hand, booming.

Lin Ming directly threw out three spirit runes and knocked him back, "I said that now is not the time to fight, can you give me an hour?" His pupils were full of chills, and he didn't seem to take them in his eyes as an understatement.

"Qingyun Sect, don't think about it, they can't wait to have anything to do with you, and don't be delusional about moving the rescuers, because we won't give you a chance!" At this moment, Yuexin and the Sword Saint rushed up together.

And Han Bing saw them rushing up and moved over with his sword, the three of them were all the strength of the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm, and the Sword Saint and Han Bing were even closer to the realm of the ninth order at the peak of the late stage.

Even Lin Ming had to deal with it cautiously, and the Bodhi Bird also said in a low voice: "Lin Shao, it's been more than half an hour now, if you don't get rid of them, I'm afraid it won't be long before Yue'er stops." ”

"I know!" he dropped the four words and then flapped his wings into the sky, "General Shura, it's up to you this time!" As soon as his words fell, a shout came from all directions.

After that, the ancient aura spread overwhelmingly, and the aura of Shura mixed with the thick aura of death made every sect disciple present unable to breathe.

"What's the situation, how can there be the aura of Shura!" The Sword Saint said amazingly, he had traveled all over the world in his early years and had a relationship with Shura, and it was this familiar aura at that time.

However, this aura was even more domineering and powerful, completely beyond his expectations, "So many people are bullying the commander of our Shura Land, is there any royal law!"

The voice became clearer and clearer, and finally there was a rumble, like a heavy object directly attacking the mountainside, and the ancient aura of General Shura spread.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone was taken aback, there was a person in front of him, wrapped in armor, a golden horn shining on his head, and the blood-red broadsword in his hand was also very bloodthirsty and dazzling, and his ancient martial aura was like an invincible general directing his tens of thousands of troops.

"Repair...... Shura, it turned out to be Shura!"

"My God, how did he come here, could it be that this Lin Ming is still related to Shura?" These disciples widened their eyes and couldn't believe it, but all this really happened.

The Sword Saint was even more stunned, "Golden Horn Shura! That's Golden Horn Shura!" He didn't know whether it was fear or surprise, and his lips trembled.

Several other people also looked over slowly, and the moon heart and the cold night were also stunned, and the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sect also rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Did Lin Ming call Shura?" Lingkun muttered in surprise, but his wide-eyed eyes had already betrayed him, but Yan Ling'er let out a long breath, if it was really Shura called by Lin Ming, then it was really possible for him to break through this dead end.

"This Shura General, our human cultivators and you have not intersected in recent decades, and it is a little inappropriate for you to visit suddenly!" the Sword Saint said coldly, they all focused their attention on this Shura General at this time, but Lin Ming had already returned to Lin Yue.

"How long will Yue'er last?" he asked anxiously.

"A quarter of an hour at most!" said Bodhi Bird, frowning.