Lin Ming was taken aback, in front of him, the flames soared into the sky, slowly began to condense, and finally formed a fire sword.

With the same killing martial arts, Lin Qinghe, as a half-step immortal, is several times stronger than the Mahayana martial artist after he performs it.

The Holy Fire Sword, even if it was only a low-level martial art, could not stop the Wasteland Martial Artists from loving it, and Lin Qinghe's spiritual power was majestic and overwhelming, which made Lin Ming's heart beat faster.

Under Lin Qinghe's manipulation, the Holy Fire Sword soared into the sky like lightning and thunder, devouring the sky with flames and exuding an invincible momentum.

"You son of a, colluding with the Jiang clan to kill the clansmen, it can be described as a heinous crime, and now that they are all dead, are you willing to repent?" Lin Qinghe said.

"You have reversed black and white, and I am responsible for the death of my clansmen. But it was only an unintentional mistake, and it was not a betrayal as you would say. Lin Ming frowned, sure enough, the person in power was unreasonable, and at the same time, he was finally relieved, no wonder the clansmen hated him so much, I am afraid that someone is spreading rumors.

Lin Qinghe's eyes were very cold, and he immediately recited the sword mantra and began to strengthen the Holy Fire Sword.

At this time, in the sea of fire, a sword blade slowly emerged, exuding an invincible momentum.

Lin Ming gasped, he sensed a strong crisis, "Made, it's so hot!"

The Holy Flame Sword was so hot that it seemed to be cracking even the space, and suddenly, Lin Qinghe took off into the air, and after taking an extremely gorgeous pose, he steadily fell towards the extremely terrifying blade.

"Slash!" Lin Qinghe said in a deep voice, an incomparably violent coercion emanating from his body, making him a little messy in the wind.

"Noise!"

Suddenly, there was a roar in the distance, and the vicissitudes of life were so long that it seemed to come from another world, and it was soul-stirring.

"Ah!" was as strong as a half-step immortal, under this roar, it was also irresistible, and suddenly, the Holy Fire Sword trembled, crumbling, as if it would be shattered in the next moment.

Lin Qinghe was counterattacked, spraying blood on the blade of the sword, and the wind of the king was lost.

"Enough is enough!" said an old voice from the depths of the mountain forest.

Lin Qinghe landed, gritted his teeth, and said, "Elder Qiyu, this son has committed a great crime of treason, and it is unforgivable!"

"The wicked sue first!" Lin Ming was dissatisfied and said in a low voice.

Lin Qinghe was retreating, he sighed, his eyes were full of hatred, and he looked at the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Ming'er, you go to the back mountain to see the old man!" In the depths of the mountain forest, Elder Taishang suddenly opened his eyes and said indifferently.

"Elder Taishang wants to see me?" Lin Ming was surprised, with a blank expression.

After forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Lin Ming wiped the sweat on his forehead and stammered, "Junior, I'm going to visit my ancestors." ”

"Made!" Lin Qinghe cursed, very unwilling to Lin Ming's departure.

Lin Ming gasped, for Lin Qinghe, he had made up his mind, before he completely consolidated the martial arts Mahayana realm, he could hide and minimize contact.

Bang!

However, sometimes, Lin Ming would not give up his principles because of a moment of forbearance, he came to Chasing the wind, and when he went up, there was a kick.

"Click!"

Chasing the wind was woken up in pain on the spot, and let out a heart-rending scream.

At this time, Chasing Feng was lying on the ground like a lost dog, and his eyes looked at Lin Qinghe, who was gradually moving away with the support of the warrior.

"What a shame!" Lin Qinghe's face was red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for chasing the wind, and he couldn't help but feel more sorry than his heart, he knew that after this battle, most of this goods would be wasted in the future.

Back Mountain!

This place is branded with a layer of mystery, in the entire pine forest town, almost has become a taboo in everyone's hearts, even the previous generations of family owners do not dare to break in, just because this is the retreat place of the elder Taishang, the well-deserved leader of the Lin clan, for the understanding of the elder Taishang, Lin Ming even as a young master The impression is extremely vague, he has seen the deeds of the elder Taishang on the genealogy, he knows that this is a warrior who has been invincible in the past years, and then he doesn't know what he has experienced, and he gave up the glory on his body and lived in seclusion in the back mountain for the rest of his life。

"Judging from the fact that Elder Taishang suppressed Lin Qinghe with a snap of his fingers before, at least he has to be infinitely close to the realm of the Immortal Family. Lin Ming entered the back mountain at this time, attracted by the beautiful scenery here, and at the same time led to infinite reverie.

"Ancestor, junior Lin Ming is here to visit!" Lin Ming took a deep breath and quickly knelt on the ground in the direction of Elder Taishang's cave, and deliberately pretended to tremble.

Ran Er half of the sound passed, there was silence, and Lin Ming never waited for the voice of the Supreme Elder.

"I'm going, kneeling for so long, my legs are numb. Lin Ming gasped, looking forward to it in his heart, hoping to be valued by the ancestor, if he could ask for a few magic weapons, it would be great.

Gradually, night fell, the stars twinkled in the sky, and in mid-air, the cold wind was cold, and it was raining lightly, and everything was silent!

"I'm so thirsty!" Lin Ming swallowed, already hungry.

He had already cursed the old ancestor who was putting up a stinky shelf in his heart, and the experience of this incident also made him understand the treatment enjoyed by the strong.

"Could it be that after a big circle, Elder Taishang is bored and uses me to brush?" Lin Ming was full of thoughts, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the possibility was not very large, it was basically zero, but he took the opportunity to hone his will more reliable.

"Quack!

There was some sudden movement in the distance, which suddenly made Lin Ming suddenly frightened, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and looked up.

"It's a toad. Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Go away!" Seeing that the rotten toad was not afraid of outsiders at all, and jumped on the ground violently, Lin Ming couldn't control it, and felt particularly funny.

"Dare to insult this divine beast, look at the claws!" the toad suddenly spat out a human speech, and was terrible.

Lin Ming gasped, and was shocked and incoherent: "The toad has become a demon, I'll go!" Then Lin Ming rolled his eyes, his acting skills were very clumsy, and he pretended to be unconscious.

"Come less, fight with this divine beast, look at the claws!" The toad opened his teeth and claws in the distance, arrogant.

"Huh?" Lin Ming felt the chill permeating the air, and hurriedly opened his eyes in horror, only to see the toad open its mouth and spit wildly.

"Give you a bath!" the toad sneered, and at this time, saliva splashed everywhere, enveloping Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was stunned, the whole person was confused, and in annoyance and anger, he could not manage a lot, and hurriedly got up and left this place before the toad saliva hit the ground.

"Hmm, didn't hit!" the toad said in surprise, but not discouraged, and opened its mouth again, trying to lock onto the target.