The Immortal King In The City Chapter 1389: Lost in the wind
The battlefield between the battle puppet and the Green Crocodile Demon King is far from the square of Husha Peak, and has come to the sky above Husha Peak.
There, the glow of the sun rushes into the sky, the clouds collapse, and the circulation of heaven and earth aura seems to contain the Tao of heaven and earth.
A strong breath burst out from there, forming a dangerous place there. Once someone tried to join their battlefield, they would be torn to pieces by this breath!
On the other side, Qin Ming confronted Luo Yin.
The two breaths are facing each other, as if many invisible sparks burst out, and the atmosphere is extremely solemn.
"Hehehe, Xiaoguitou has a bit of strength, but with this ability, he is not qualified to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu!"
Seng Luo Yin gave out a series of sneers, his fat arms swung forward, and the spiritual power in his body was also mobilized by him.
The spiritual power screamed towards Qin Ming like a horse, and carried a strong destructive power.
If an ordinary Golden Core Stage eighth-tier cultivator encounters it, he will be seriously injured if not!
Qin Ming's eyes flickered, and he immediately pinched a sword tactic. Under his call, the Haotian sword whistled out with a wave of heat.
"Cut!"
He let out a soft drink, and a golden flame burst out from the Haotian Sword, which burned blazingly, slashing the spiritual power to pieces.
Draw a round arc in the air, and the Haotian Sword pierced the Luo Yin monk at a tricky angle!
"Let you do one or two tricks, do you really give you a face?" Monk Luo Yin saw that his spell was easily broken by Qin Ming, and his heart was a little unhappy.
After he yelled angrily, he waved his broad sleeve cannon, using the cultivation base to stir the spirit of the world around him, turning it into a killing wind.
The violent wind howled, completely surrounding the Haotian Sword.
This cold killing intent slammed the Haotian Sword fiercely, and the waves of hesitation made the flames on the Haotian Sword dimmed by half, and even its power was much weakened.
He stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, and the Haotian Sword made a soft "ding" and flew out uncontrollably.
Qin Ming's face is solemn, and the peak of the Golden Core Period is really difficult to deal with.
The strength of this Luo Yin monk is above him, even if he is now greatly advanced, but he still doesn't look at this kind of power.
Of course, even if the opponent is strong, he won't have any fear.
"Go!"
Qin Ming waved his big hand, and the light of spiritual power swayed everywhere, like a vast ocean, within the spiritual power, a picture flew out.
The Wuji Weiming Tu is unfolded in mid-air, and the hundreds of meters long picture seems to be transformed into a heaven, earth and mountains and rivers, hanging high in the sky.
The power of the magic weapon pouring down like a waterfall crazily, falling on the Luo Yin monk, forming a pressure and suppressing his movements.
"Is it just this capable?"
Looking at the Promise Weiming Tu in the sky, Monk Luo Yin sneered, his body's cultivation violently burst out, and instantly broke through the surrounding restrictions.
"Luo Yin Huangquan Palm!"
Although Luo Yin Seng was fat, he was very fast, and he appeared beside Qin Ming in a flash.
A large and broad palm glowing with yellow aura came out of his sleeve gun, and then slammed Qin Ming severely.
The domineering spiritual power poured out surgingly, to completely kill Qin Ming!
"Sovereign Qin!"
The people on the ground were so frightened when they saw this scene, if they were caught in the palm of the Luo Yin monk, no one would survive!
The expressions of all the disciples of the Changshengzong have changed. Although they have confidence in Qin Ming, the other party is too strong.
However, the monk Luo Yin above the sky snorted coldly, because Qin Ming's figure was dissipating-it was just a afterimage!
"Good speed!"
Luo Yin Seng smiled coldly, and Qin Ming's displayed strength surprised him a bit.
At this moment, he suddenly felt spiritual power surging above his head, sending a terrible breath.
Monk Luo Yin had no expression on his face, and the brilliance of his hands suddenly appeared, and a crescent spatula appeared in his hand, which he held tightly.
He held the crescent shovel with his backhand and threw it to the sky, shaking the sky with great strength, and could break all obstacles.
"Boom!!!"
The Haotian sword from the sky slammed on the crescent shovel fiercely, and the terrifying energy rioted, and the collision of the two made the world tremble.
Qin Ming used his heart to guard the sword, but the Haotian sword was smashed and turned back. He himself was lifted out with a violent force. The blood in his body surged, almost spit out a mouthful of blood! !
"So strong!"
Qin Ming was greatly shaken.
Without a word, Monk Luo Yin went up again, the crescent shovel in his hand bloomed with an icy light, as if countless blades were condensing.
Qin Ming only felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and he couldn't help but retreat violently to get out of this space.
However, Monk Luo Yin chased him and drove Crescent Shovel to release a more fierce killing intent, forcing Qin Ming's skin to crack! ! !
The crescent shovel turned into a ray of light and rose into the sky, and then it fell down with infinite momentum, like a meteorite.
Qin Ming gasped, blocking the top with the Haotian Sword.
The crescent shovel hit the Haotian Sword's sword, and the heavy force forced the Haotian Sword into a nearly perfect semicircle.
Qin Ming's chest is stuffy, and he has an urge to vomit blood!
He gritted his teeth hard, the golden spiritual power inside his body was as vast as the sea, and he rushed towards his body frantically, turning into a golden beam of light to shovel the crescent back.
Basically, the battle with Luo Yin monk fell short, and the gap in the realm was too obvious.
Unless Qin Ming can make another breakthrough, it will still be very difficult to face such a super master.
Qin Ming urged the aura in his body, and the vigorous blood also poured out.
In an instant there was a golden light in the sky and the earth, Qin Ming's body was golden, even his hair was dyed with a layer of gold~IndoMTL.com~ He let out a violent shout, punched out, a golden fist Mang directly penetrated the void and descended like a beam of light.
This punch is so powerful that it is not something that a monk of the eighth level can use!
"Huh?!"
Staring at the golden fist light from the front, Monk Luo Yin's eyes shrank, and he felt a strong sense of crisis.
"Come on, let me see how capable you are!"
The Luo Yin monk laughed loudly, and blasted a lot of spells forward, making the heaven and the earth shine, and there was destructive power everywhere.
The hills below were crushed by this force.
The battle between the two people was too terrible. The divine light rushed straight into the sky like a flame, and the spiritual power surged wildly, as if the ocean was roaring and roaring.
The surrounding mountains were affected, and they couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed one after another!
At this moment, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, it really seems to be destroying the sky! ! !
Qin Ming's whole body is bathed in golden divine light. His vitality is extremely vigorous, surging inside his body, as if a large furnace is burning.
He punches out, with golden light following him, like a golden shooting star.
Monk Luo Yin waved his sleeve cannon, and suddenly there were gusts of yin wind around him, and there was a cold and yin murderous in it, which shook with Qin Ming's domineering fist fiercely.
"Boom!!!"
The heaven and the earth are moving, and the spiritual power is overflowing.
The two quickly separated after each hit.
The Luo Yin Seng took a dozen steps back, and at this time he no longer had the kind of calmness that a cat played with a mouse just now.
He now understands that this kid is not so easy to deal with!
Qin Ming retreated hundreds of feet, and his condition didn't seem very good.
His face is slightly pale, and his breathing is short, obviously not getting any benefit.
(End of this chapter)