Ling Nahan danced the spear in his hand frantically, at this time, his whole person was already in a state of madness, not that he wanted to be crazy, but those cyan long snakes, which were too terrifying.

Therefore, at this time, he only waved the weapon in his hand frantically and used his strongest attack, as for whether he could kill your long snake, Ling Nahan didn't care too much in his heart.

Because what he wants is to live.

I don't know how long it took to wield, Ling Nahan suddenly came to his senses, he looked around without the shadow of half a cyan light snake, and frantically gathered into the void at the moment and fled.

Survived, survived!

Thinking of the experience just now, Ling Nahan felt a cold sweat. If it weren't for his desperate ...... just now

No, even if you can fight hard, even if you are no longer afraid of death, I am afraid that you will be in a catastrophe in the situation just now. The reason why he was able to escape this time was not because he was strong, but because he ......

Just as the thoughts flashed in Ling Nahan's heart, two people from his clan quickly walked over. These two people of the same clan are friends of Ling Nahan, and it can be said that it is a life-changing friendship between them.

While Ling Nahan was waiting for them to comfort him, a friend had already pulled him towards Zheng Ming.

"Nahan, this time you were able to survive, it's all because of Mr. Zheng's action! Why don't you hurry up and thank Mr. Zheng!" The man of the Spirit Clan who spoke was Ling Nahan's best friend, Ling Zhebei!

Ling Zhebei is the person Ling Nahan admires the most, for this brother's words, Ling Nahan can be said to be convinced, at this time hearing Ling Zhebei say this, he immediately hugged his fist towards Zheng Ming and said: "Thank you Mr. Zheng for saving your life." ”

Na Ling Zhebe was an extraordinary person, and he could see the reluctance of this brother in Ling Nahan's feelings.

Obviously, Ling Nahan still had some hesitation about this life-saving grace.

Originally, there was some hesitation, and Ling Zhebei didn't care too much, but the current situation is extraordinary.

If it was in the past, Zheng Ming was just a figure protected by them, and such a fist salute was naturally indispensable, but now, Zheng Ming's strength has made them feel frightened.

The seventh-layer peak Ancient Saint, or rather, was already close to the eighth-layer Ancient Saint, which was far beyond them.

In front of this powerful ancient saint, they have nothing to be proud of at all, and if they are still proud at this time, it is basically looking for death.

"You kid, why don't you know how to be grateful, why don't you kneel down quickly!" Don't be afraid that Zheng Ming will have any opinions about Ling Nahan, so at this time, regardless of Ling Nahan's face, he kicked over.

Zheng Ming didn't pay much attention to Ling Zhebe's performance, he waved his hand at Ling Zhebei and said, "It's just a gesture, don't care." ”

At this time, Ling Nahan began to look around and found that they were still under the sacred tree, and there seemed to be no fruit missing from the sacred tree.

Other than these, the others are not much different from when they shot just now. Of course, he could still feel that almost everyone's attitude towards Zheng Ming seemed to be much better.

What is this situation?

Just when he was puzzled, he heard Zheng Ming say: "Now the snakes on the sacred tree should basically be cleared, what we have to do now is to pick the fruits hanging on the tree." ”

"Mr. Zheng, we promised to pick only half of it some time ago, and now those snakes have ......" It was Lina who spoke, and she was now more and more respectful to Zheng Ming.

As soon as Lina's words opened, many people immediately looked at Zheng Ming with warm eyes, they had a lot of people, thirty-six fruits, it was really a wolf with more meat and less meat, and naturally they didn't want to let others enjoy the country for free.

Zheng Ming looked at Lina and smiled lightly: "You decide this." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng. Lina's face showed a hint of joy, after all, she took it all, but she took half more, so that basically every race could get a piece of fruit. As for whether it is not a matter of words, she doesn't attach much importance to these Lina's hearts.

For Lina, only the actual interests are the most important, as for other people's irresponsible remarks, in the face of absolute strength, any irresponsible remarks are not too powerful.

Almost in a moment, the people who had been arranged to pick the fruits rushed towards the fruits one by one. This time, although they were just as cautious, in fact, it was much more relaxed than just now.

Because now, they have the backing, in their feelings, Zheng Ming is standing by their side, and with Zheng Ming making a move, they will not be in any danger.

Ling Nahan was the only one who didn't make a move, and the situation just now had already shocked him, so at this time, his choice was to wait.

When his brother Ling Zhebei grabbed a spear-like fruit with his palm, his heart immediately lifted.

The spear-like fruit not only has amazing attack power, but also has a group of snakes to guard, and if one is not good, you may have to go your own way.

But just when he was worried, Ling Zhebei had already grabbed the golden spear, and there was no cyan and red giant snake, just your golden spear, but at this moment, it was crazy to revive.

The fruit shook, and the golden shadow of the spear was like a long river, and after breaking free from Ling Zhebe's palm, he frantically killed Ling Zhebe.

The power implied in this one fruit has actually reached the level of a fifth-layer ancient saint, and this situation is really unbelievable.

And Ling Zhebei was prepared for this situation, his figure turned into hundreds, interspersed with the shadow of the spear, and almost every shadow collided with the shadow of the spear in the void.

That is, in an instant, Ling Zhebei has fought with the spear shadow hundreds of times, and in these hundreds of battles, the golden spear did not tame, but changed direction, and Ling Zhebei was killed in one place.

Like Ling Zhebei, the others also stood with the fruits they were about to pick, each of these fruits was very extraordinary, and they fought with the elites of various races, and they did not fall behind for a while.

Zheng Ming didn't make a move immediately, he quietly watched the fruits of the great battle and the elites of the various clans, although the elites of all the clans were infinitely magical, but what interested Zheng Ming the most was the means of those fruits. If nothing else, take your spear as an example, although its moves are ordinary, but it implies an indomitable momentum.

This momentum is actually a notch higher than that of marksmanship.

"Boom, boom!" An elite besieging the Gu Ding-shaped fruit was directly smashed down by the Gu Ding from the void.

It's not that this elite's cultivation is not good, it's really that the Gu Ding fruit he chose is too strong, and the Gu Ding fruit at the top of the canopy, when it rushed out, swept out the black and white chaotic qi, although there was not much change, but the mystery in it did give people a feeling of breaking through ten thousand laws with one force.

The elite got up from the ground, gasping for breath, his face was extremely ugly, not because he was smashed from the tree by the giant ding, but because when the giant ding fell down just now, his eyes absorbed half of his vitality.

Vitality is mysterious, not only strength, but also life, once someone is robbed of vitality, it will be difficult to make any great progress in the future, whether it is cultivation or others.

Zheng Ming looked at Baoding, who had returned to the Divine Tree and became more and more dazzling, and there was a hint of clarity in his expression. He rose into the air and rushed straight towards the treasure ding.

The location of the Baoding is the top of the canopy, although it is not the center, but it is also the position of sitting on the three looks, and on it, in addition to a pagoda, there is also a picture of the fruit of the gods.

In the face of Zheng Ming rushing towards him, Bao Ding roared, as if there was a trace of fear, but after all, it was unwilling to be picked by Zheng Ming, so when Zheng Ming reached out to grab himself, Bao Ding began to frantically brush out all kinds of chaotic qi.

"Boom, boom!"

Zheng Ming's own cultivation has now reached the level of a fifth-layer ancient saint, and over the years, relying on the selling price of those luxury goods, Zheng Ming has received a lot of cultivation treasures, and his cultivation is naturally rising.

It's just that relying on his own cultivation alone, it is undoubtedly difficult to suppress this Baoding, so at the moment of fighting with Baoding, Zheng Ming once again displayed the top ten martial arts.

The strength of the top ten martial arts increased greatly, but with the improvement of cultivation, the gap between each level also began to widen.

For now, Zheng Ming's strongest promotion is only to raise his cultivation to the level of an eighth-layer ancient saint.

In the face of this treasure-like fruit, Zheng Ming still left a lot of back hands, for example, if he makes a move now, he is only using eighty percent of his strength.

As the sword light in Zheng Ming's hand slashed out, the originally dazzling Baoding instantly dimmed, and the two breaths sprayed out of the Baoding were even more blinking, dissipating cleanly.

At this moment, Zheng Ming felt that the connection between this treasure tripod and the divine tree disappeared cleanly with his own sword.

This was a great opportunity, Zheng Ming naturally wouldn't let it go, he took off and grabbed the fruit that was about to fall.

However, just as Zheng Ming rushed towards the fruit, a phantom suddenly appeared in the void, and he saw that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he actually grabbed the fruit like Gu Ding directly in his hand.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

Some of the elites who were originally supervising Zheng Ming's battle also reacted at this time, and some of them shouted loudly: "Yes...... It's the Shadows!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Zheng Da, I'll just smile at this little gift, thank you!" With a hint of ridicule, a voice sounded in the void, and with this voice, the figure that appeared began to blur in the void.