"What's going on outside?" Lin Ming suddenly shook his spirit, the roar just now was really terrifying, making him dizzy and his blood and qi were disordered after listening to it, and the spirit sea seemed to be about to collapse at this moment.

The spiritual power was crazy all over his body, and under the unprecedented pressure, he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously gave birth to an illusion, as if he saw that he was slowly walking into the abyss.

"It's not good, this roar can confuse people's hearts!" Lin Ming was in a trance, and felt a trace of something wrong, and at this moment, in the midst of lightning and fire, he suddenly condensed his palm print, and then slapped it on his forehead.

Afterwards, Lin Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and secretly said that it really hurt!

When his mind was a little clear, Lin Ming hurriedly turned into a white light, shook the door open with coercion, and rushed out of the tent.

"Is the ultimate battle about to break out?" Lin Ming raised his head, looked into the sky, and said with a complicated expression after seeing the scenery covered by dark clouds.

Brush!

Suddenly, the sword spirit turned into a form, and then took the initiative to fly to Lin Ming's side.

Lin Ming stretched out his left hand and quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Sonorous!"

In his right hand, the blood-drinking sword was emitting purple light, trembling incessantly.

Lin Ming deliberately waved his arms so that the two different blades collided with each other.

The sword spirit was immediately angry, and he was furious, "What are you doing, bullying me and I'm still tender!"

The Blood Drinking Sword is indeed extraordinary, even in the face of a huge sword spirit, purple ripples ripple out, and it is not inferior in momentum, and it can even faintly gain the upper hand!

Seeing this, Lin Ming instantly had an idea in his heart, now that the sword spirit has not yet developed, it is indeed not suitable for him to appear on the frontal battlefield, it seems that when he encounters danger in the future, he will have to count on the blood-drinking sword.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, above the third peak, the wind and snow became more and more violent, as if an endless aura of slaughter was spreading over a huge area.

Lin Ming turned into a white light, the speed was extremely fast, and he could only see the afterimage behind him along the way, at this time he had broken through the sound barrier and was flying towards the halfway point of the third peak.

"I hope Tianfangzi can block the beast god!" Lin Ming said secretly.

From a distance, the top of the mountain is gloomy, the scenery is blurred, and it is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

Lin Ming took a deep breath, he knew that he couldn't move forward anymore, otherwise he would attract the attention of the beast god.

Judging from his current strength, he is not the opponent of the beast god, and he will definitely suffer a loss if he fights hard!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Lin Ming frowned, then looked down at a certain area below.

He saw that infinitely close to the halfway up the mountain, two forces were fighting!

Lin Ming's wisp of divine consciousness had already been controlled by him and flew into the distance, capturing the terrain of the nearby area.

Those two forces are now inseparable from each other, because they are evenly matched, so from the battle to the present, neither side has taken advantage.

"Since you have all become demon servants, it is a hidden danger for the human race!" Lin Ming suddenly raised the blood-drinking sword, and after a while, he made a move, slashing down with a sword light that swirled with purple light around his body.

Rumble!

Everywhere he passed, Gangfeng was hunting, the sword light had broken through the sound barrier, and the void of the thorns was distorted!

This sword light, containing extremely strong coercion, exploded in the crowd, immediately producing a large purple ripple.

Because the scene was too chaotic, whether it was a Terran monk or a demon servant, there were all dead and wounded!

"Hmph. Lin Ming held the sword in both hands, and after landing on a dead branch, he suddenly waved his arm and slashed out a terrifying sword light again.

Boom!

This time, Lin Ming moved his true character, and he slashed three swords in one breath, sweeping away a hundred meters away.

"You walking dead, you deserve to die!" Lin Ming said with a cold look in his eyes. He will not feel guilty about killing all the demon servants in this area, because these people have long lost their souls and are now just puppets used by the beast god to conquer.

Purple ripples quickly rippled through the crowd, and anyone who was affected had no chance to struggle, just for a moment, all of them lost their breath, and fell motionless on the snow.

Lin Ming had already prepared in advance, and his main attack area was the place where the demon servants were concentrated.

Just now, the three sword lights that were slashed out by him were not only dazzling, but also powerful, and everything that was affected by the purple ripples was instantly bloodless.

"Huh?" Lin Ming's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he saw that in front of him, countless shocking wisps of blood qi were fluttering towards the blood-drinking sword in his hand.

Lin Ming's pupils couldn't help but begin to contract, and out of instinctive reaction, he hurriedly hid the blood-drinking sword behind him, and at the same time, threw out the sword spirit held by his left hand and went forward to resist.

In secret, Lin Ming deliberately condensed a little sword intent, controlled the sword spirit, and fused the two.

However, the effect was not satisfactory, the countless wisps of blood qi could be described as pervasive, even if the sword spirit was spinning violently at the moment, shaking out the sword flower, sweeping in all directions, but in the process, there was still a small amount of blood qi drilled in.

Suddenly, the blood-drinking sword in his hand moved, and he was agitated, and his arm was numb.

"Go!" Lin Ming suddenly raised his arm and threw the blood-drinking sword into the wisps of blood in front of him.

The blood-drinking sword stood in mid-air, and wisps of blood like hair floated around it, densely packed, wrapping the sword body very tightly, and the gaps were not visible.

"Break!" Lin Ming whispered, his eyes as cold as a knife in an instant.

The blood-drinking sword had a heart with him, and when the mantra was spit out, in an instant, a sword groan sounded in the blood, and then I saw that the blood-drinking sword became bright red, which was particularly breathtaking!

"It seems to have gotten stronger!" Lin Ming frowned slightly, surprised.

The Blood Drinking Sword had already surrendered to him, and now he had a heart for him, even if it was only an extremely slight change, he couldn't hide it.

Seeing that the Blood Drinking Sword did not have any problems because it had devoured too much blood, Lin Ming also let go of the boulder in his heart.

"The sword is coming!" Lin Ming summoned, because there was a mantra that dominated the consciousness of the blood-drinking sword, so even if it was a terrifying demigod, it had to be used by him obediently.

In order to completely dispel his concerns, Lin Ming deliberately released a wisp of divine sense, integrated it into the sword body, and used a carpet search method to thoroughly investigate hidden dangers.

After a few breaths, Lin Ming's face gradually softened, and he took a deep breath and said, "Very good, nothing abnormal." ”

In this way, it also confirmed his guess, that is, as long as the bottom line is not exceeded, even if the anger is increasing, the blood-drinking sword will not get out of control because of this.

After it was clear, Lin Ming was no longer afraid, and stretched out his arm suddenly, and then saw the sword spirit hurriedly retreating, and when he arrived in front of him, he grabbed it forward with his left hand, and the next moment, his five fingers were tightly closed, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly.

"Devour it to your heart's content!" Lin Ming glanced at the blood-drinking sword in his hand, and found that this thing was about to move, as if he was not satisfied just now, and wanted to continue to devour blood, seeing this, Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he let go of his hand suddenly, no longer restraining it.