Chapter Seventy-Seven: Danger

"The strong live, the weak die! These are the will of heaven, the eternal and unchanging laws of the wasteland. ”

Gongsun Zhenqiao's voice has been echoing in Lin Ming's ears, which makes him feel great.

"Yes, what is said is the truth, the people who are qualified to live in the wasteland must be strong people who have been baptized by war. After a long time, Lin Ming muttered to himself.

"It's too late to come to my senses now. Gongsun Zhenqi squinted his eyes and said with grinning.

Lin Ming was too lazy to look at it, even if it was just a glance, it would make him more troubled.

"Shout, you stinky boy is dying now, and you're still in the mood to play tricks. Gongsun Zhenqi's eyes were a little more different, accusing Lin Ming of being too arrogant.

Lin Ming said: "If you have a kind of action, even if it is gone, if I frown, I will lose." ”

Gongsun Zhen said poorly: "You are really hard-mouthed." ”

As Gongsun Zhenqi suddenly raised his hand, the next moment, a cold wind howled around Lin Ming, sweeping him off the ground.

As soon as Gongsun Zhenqiao moved his fingers, there was suddenly a huge force, enveloping Lin Ming.

Click.

"Hmph, the old man wants to see, is it your hard mouth, or the old man's methods are hard?" said Gongsun Zhenqiao.

Lin Ming was restrained at the moment, and his whole person was suspended in mid-air.

The giant force suddenly began to contract, allowing De Lin Ming to passively bear a sharp pain.

However, Lin Ming gritted his teeth and forcibly endured it, not making the slightest sound.

"Old man, how long can you last?" The more Lin Ming was like this, the more he made Gongsun really poor feel unhappy.

After torturing Lin Ming, Gongsun Zhen smiled and said, "It's time to say it's over." ”

The next moment, Gongsun Zhenqi suddenly raised his other arm slowly, and the half-human-high furnace that was far away from him suddenly shook, and soon after, it suddenly roared.

"If you are not refined into a corpse slave, it is not enough to calm the anger of the clean old man's belly. Gongsun Zhen said viciously.

The furnace fell to the ground.

Gongsun Zhen's poor side, suddenly the dust and smoke were filled, and I saw him slowly waving his sleeves, and then a raging green flame burned in the furnace.

A few feet away, Lin Ming felt extremely hot under him.

"Damn, it seems that I am more than lucky this time. Lin Ming gasped, feeling his body constantly falling, making him feel his scalp tingle.

Gongsun Zhenqiao said: "This is the end of everything. ”

Subsequently, an extremely rich spiritual power surged in Gongsun Zhenqiang's body, swimming like a flying dragon, and finally quickly converged in Gongsun Zhenqiang's palm.

"Fall!" Gongsun Zhenqi pressed down his arm, accompanied by an angry shout, and suddenly there was a violent air flow whistling outside Lin Ming's body, restraining him, making it impossible to use the slightest force.

"I can't resist. Lin Ming sighed, the current situation is precarious, and the next moment, it may let him enter the abyss of no return.

"Haha, watching the ants struggle in pain is also a beautiful sight. At this moment, Gongsun Zhenqiao was carrying his hands behind his back and laughing wildly.

"Is it really heaven that is going to kill me?" Lin Ming felt his body slowly falling downward, and his heart seemed to be filled with ice, and he had an extremely strong resistance to this.

On the way to this fall, it was not that Lin Ming didn't want to stop it, but it was really forced by the situation that had forced him to a Jedi, restraining his air current, which could not be touched, could not be seen by the naked eye, and existed invisibly, as if it had already merged with the air.

Lin Ming was very helpless about this, he had awakened Linghai many times before, trying to preemptively use thunder means to break free from this damn bondage.

But his opponent is not simple, but a monk who has stepped into the realm of Yuanying, if he wants to challenge beyond the level, he must be a demon with extremely high qualifications.

At this point, there is great difficulty for Lin Ming.

You must know that cultivation is not easy, and in the mortal world, some people have not been able to break their fate even if they have exhausted their entire lives, and this kind of thing can be said to be a common phenomenon in the wasteland.

Some sects of cultivation, in order to cultivate disciples, usually warn that practice must remember one step at a time, forget arrogance and arrogance, the foundation of cultivation is the foundation of the Tao, only by completing the consolidation of each stage, can we make ourselves invincible in the future and achieve the grand cause.

In the wasteland, since ancient times, there have been few monks who have broken through the shackles in such a hurry as Lin Ming.

But this is also a helpless thing, you know, the tribe is poor in resources, if you want to support Tianjiao, it doesn't take too long to let a strong tribe be buried from now on.

In later generations, due to these historical reasons, it was like a dark night shrouded thousands of tribes, resulting in thousands of years of collapse, and could only be gradually eaten away by aristocratic forces.

Now they have been driven out of the pure land of the human race, and thousands of tribes have been forced to move to the depths of the mountains where demons are rampant, building rudimentary fortifications, and some of the tribes are allied, and some are isolated, but there is one point, all the time, the crisis is permeated in this piece of heaven and earth, and it will not be dispersed all year round.

Therefore, environmental factors have created that the people in the tribe are brave and good at fighting, even if their own strength is not good, they will not easily admit defeat.

Before Lin Ming crossed over, the original owner was such a teenager who was not afraid of any challenge.

However, fate is always ruthless, and for many years, no matter how hard the original owner practiced, he still couldn't peep into the immortal machine, and he was trapped by the shackles and ended up depressed.

After taking away this body, Lin Ming inherited the firm heart of the original owner.

The furnace spewed large expanses of green flames, burning all the time, exuding an aura of destruction.

"Fall!" Gongsun Zhenqiao suddenly raised his thin arm and pointed at Lin Ming, who was trapped in mid-air, and then he muttered to himself, reciting a cumbersome incantation.

Rumble.

The furnace shook violently, and in the flames, a flame like a fire dragon suddenly shot out, and after a moment, it firmly entangled Lin Ming, making Lin Ming's situation even more critical.

Lin Ming suddenly became a fish to be slaughtered at this moment, and he could not pose the slightest threat.

Gongsun Zhenqiao sneered, very satisfied with this scene.

Immediately after, Lin Ming stumbled and quickly fell to the furnace standing on the ground.

Thump!

The moment Lin Ming fell, the concussive flames suddenly churned.

"It hurts. Lin Ming grinned, and his body was engulfed by the flames, which made him feel pain at the moment.

Around Lin Ming, there were raging flames, and the moment he fell into the furnace, he was suddenly submerged in the sea of fire, and because he was bound, he could only be forced to endure motionless, the flames were like demons in purgatory, fangs and claws, all the time, not wandering around him, slowly refining his spirit.