The City Lord's Mansion, a place like this, represents the center of power in Coldwind City, and there is no doubt that this place is solemn and sacred, and I don't know how many strong people are sitting in it.

However, today, a bloody battle broke out here, triggering a battle among the saints, some ancient magic circles were activated, and the divine light soared into the sky, looking extremely terrifying under the dim sky dome.

"The remnants of the Demon Sect, you dare to make trouble in the City Lord's Mansion, you should be killed!" There is a false saint roaring, on weekdays, the city lord's mansion that he regards as a solemn holy place, at this time, the blood is flowing like a river, and the sage's coercion spreads out, I don't know how many low-level cultivators have been devoured, you know, this is the city lord's mansion, and the monks who stayed here are all mainstays, but today they died tragically, how can this not make people angry.

According to a rough count, there are three pseudo-saints sitting in the City Lord's Mansion now, but on the side of the Demon Sect, there are also three people, and the two sides are evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill! kill!"

At the gate of the Lord's Mansion.

Some legion monks and demon sect disciples are also fighting bloodily, and now the gate of the city lord's mansion has been blasted open, and the demon sect disciples are swarming in like a flood, and a large number of legion monks are retreating.

"Hurry up and protect the Holy Maiden!" Seeing the arrival of the Holy Maiden, some small leaders of the Demon Sect immediately led their subordinates to move closer to the Holy Maiden.

However, Lin Ming was also at this time, because of the company of the Holy Maiden Xuan, he became the focus of the Demon Sect's disciples.

At this moment, the terrifying Void Returning Coercion was all released by Lin Ming, which could suppress a radius of thousands of meters, but at this time, he deliberately narrowed the range, only enveloping a hundred meters, and within a range of 100 meters, the Returning Void Coercion spread on the ground and in mid-air, even if it was a primordial old monster, he had to do his best to resist.

"This person is a recently risen Void Cultivator, everyone can't provoke it without permission, a demon like this can only be suppressed by a saint!"

At the gate of the city lord's mansion, there was a sea of people, and the people had already fled to the area that had not been affected by the war.

Now the remaining are all legion monks and demon sect disciples, after dawn, the battle began, but because there are no fallen saints in both camps, the top battlefield is still killed until the sky is dark, so the battle below is also stalemate.

Lin Ming was unstoppable, carrying a monstrous aura, and broke into the City Lord's Mansion at a very fast speed.

During this period, there were also eyeless legion monks who attacked him, but the ending was very cruel, and all those who stood in the way were blown up by Lin Ming.

"Are you the demon who killed the six Returning Monks sent by the City Lord's Mansion outside one after another?" someone came forward and gave Lin Ming a cold drink.

Seeing this, Lin Ming said indifferently: "It seems that the power in the City Lord's Mansion is not empty, and there are actually Returning Void Monks in charge. ”

This person is very powerful, in terms of momentum, he is much more powerful than Lin Ming, and it is conservatively estimated that this person should be in the late stage of returning to the void, and maybe he has already stepped out of the third shackle with half a foot.

"Made, you devil, is it really that there is no one in my City Lord's Mansion, only saints are left, see how I beat you up today!" This person's name is Yuan Badao, he has already broken through the late stage of returning to the void, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is definitely not comparable to the enemies that Lin Ming encountered before.

From the momentum of the other party, Lin Ming had already realized that this time he had most likely encountered a tricky enemy!

"What nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to kill, you will kill, Hugh must be quick to speak!" Lin Ming was not afraid, even if the enemy was two small realms higher than him, what was there to fear, it was a big deal to swing his sword and kill him!

"Good boy, even if you have the courage, hum, my Yuan Badao is not an ordinary Returning Void Cultivator, since I became famous, I don't know how many enemies have died under the knife, do you think, no matter how evil you are, can you still fight with the high-ranking ones?" Yuan Badao sneered, although Lin Ming has risen strongly recently, but in the eyes of him, a veteran Returning to the Void Cultivator, he is just a strong outsider and a middle cadre, and he can easily kill him with a raise of his hand.

"Don't think too highly of yourself, otherwise you will lose very badly next!" Lin Ming sneered, the other party looked down on him, which made him very unhappy, and then, nothing will be more convincing than speaking with facts.

"Kill!" Yuan Badao was violent, and took a step forward, and the weight of his strength immediately collapsed the bluestone bricks under his feet.

Brush!

Suddenly, in front of Yuan Badao, a huge and terrifying knife light lit up, and with the naked eye, it seemed that it must be at least fifty meters.

"Hmph, in front of my Bloodthirsty Tyrant Knife, I allow you to run first, haha, even if you put on a pair of wings, you can't avoid the pursuit of the Bloodthirsty Tyrant Knife!" Yuan Badao sneered.

"Run! Once my Bloodthirsty Overlord Knife is condensed, it will be fifty meters long, and before the sword light comes out, I will allow you to run up to forty-nine meters first!" Yuan Ba Daodao.

"Joke, I can't dodge, besides, even if I want to run, I still need your permission!" Lin Ming expressed that he was not the slightest bit afraid of this, the so-called soldiers will block, and the water will cover up, it's a big deal to regret it!

Although Yuan Badao's sword is strong, can it still be terrifying to suppress the joint efforts of six people of the same rank?

"Let's go!" Before Lin Ming moved, he threw out the sword spirit, and the flames and flames were burning along the way, distorting the void and tearing the space, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

"Whoosh!"

Subsequently, Lin Ming cast the Heavenly Demon Phantom Divine Ability, the speed was so fast, he easily broke through the sound barrier, and even the surrounding sound of breaking the air appeared, and behind him, countless afterimages were stacked on top of each other.

"Come on!" Yuan Badao was full of confidence, he didn't think that a monk who was two small realms lower than himself would pose a threat to him.

Bang!

However, in the next moment!

Yuan Badao's whole person was stunned, his mind seemed to be filled with glue, and his face was capitalized!

"How is this possible!" Yuan Badao saw with his own eyes that under the fifty-meter huge sword light slashing, Lin Ming went directly to the hard regret, and used the blood-drinking sword to block, and finally shook away the bloodthirsty sword.

"Alright, it's time for your show to end!" Lin Ming suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Badao and said coldly.

"Don't!" Yuan Badao let out a muffled snort, and at this time, he burst out with all his strength, which belonged to the supreme coercion of the Returning Void Cultivator, and it spread in an instant, and Lin Ming was instantly devoured because of the close distance.

"Look how I have refined you, the devil!" "Now, between life and death, Yuan Badao can no longer hide his strength, so he has to be ruthless and fight the ultimate suppression.

"Die!" At the same time, Lin Ming condensed the Void Big Hand in front of him, and rushed straight towards Yuan Badao, who was now completely insane.

"Cold Star Sword!" Lin Ming used the sword intent as an introduction, condensing a huge silver-white sword shadow, looking from a distance, it looked like a flying sword composed of falling snow.