Martial World Chapter 314: Scarlet Night

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"You ... you ..."

Chiyue spit blood, grabbed spear shaft with his left hand, and drew in front of him in vain. He seemed to want to catch something. His face was unwilling and unbelievable. He never thought that he had Chaoyi ri would have died in the hands of a teenage child, while the other's cultivation level was only in the early stages of condensate!

"Tongtong!"

Chiyue knees on both knees, eyes already loses her charm. After all, Chiyue is only a low-level martial artist from a non-sect's origin. He can only dominate the king in remote places such as Southern Border. Yun, Qin Wuxin and others were not worth mentioning.

The strongest genius he knows is nothing but Southern Border Yuhuang, but even Southern Border Yuhuang, he can't compare with Lin Ming at all.

The purple pupa is pulled out, bringing up a puff of blood rain. The body of Chiyue's dead body is overturned to the ground.

At this moment, the fat chief looks like death, and his body is shaking slightly. Everything that just happened to him is just like a nightmare. The fire **** leader who is so unfathomable to him seems to have died. Is it? Until spear penetrated the throat of the Huojiao leader, the fat chief was still unable to believe that the boy in front of him was just a demon!

Some female slaves in the house also felt as if they were dreaming. In their in the eyes, the fire goddess was as powerful as a demon and could not be matched at all, and was actually killed by a teenager who was only 17 or 8 years old? ?

So how horrible is this boy existence? Is he the reincarnation of the Witch God, and has come to save them?

Lin Ming is looking at his right hand at this time, in the heart is very satisfied. Qing Cang True Yuan cooperates with the spinal cord Realm, his defense has a qualitative leap, and he can block Chiyue without fire with a shot.

As for the force of the flame that rushed into Lin Ming's body, it was also suppressed by the seeds of the evil god, which failed to cause any damage to Lin Ming's meridians.

The last time he encountered the Red Moon. However, the power of the flame of the other party cannot be controlled at all. Obviously, the control of the power of the flame by the seeds of the evil **** is closely related to Lin Ming's own strength.

Squeezing out a bit of residual flame in the palm of his hand, Lin Ming looked up and looked at the only high-rise figure in the whole stone house, Chief Fattou.

"You ... what do you want? I'll give you ..." The Fat Chief said with a trembling sound while he was retreats, he was completely panicked, these guards around him were only forging, they were on the battlefield. Strike is like a sharp knife. But it is weaker than a grasshopper. It's not worth mentioning in front of this demon, it can not give him any sense of security.

Lin Ming glanced at the Fat Chief chief in disgust. This kind of scum in the world should not be existence in this world. He shook spear slightly and said indifferently: "You have nothing worthy of me. I just I want you to die. "

"No ... don't kill me, don't kill me! I can give you wealth, give you beauties. Give you the throne ..." The fat already on the fat chief's face squeezed together and kept choking. At this time, his already was extremely scared. What is going on? He had long released the note. Why haven't anyone arrived yet? What about expert? With such a loud sound, even if they can't see the note, they should hear the sound rushing up.

Are they all killed?

Recognizing this, the heart of the Fat Chief Shelter already sank deeply.

Lin Ming approached step by step, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be on the beat of their heartbeat. Invisible coercion emanated, making it difficult for people to breathe. Several female slaves all fell down on their knees, throwing their bodies into the ground, worshiping the worship of witch gods.

The fat head chief whole body is cold and sweaty. His already is scared. Even the group of dead men in the bone-forging period around him can't resist the pressure.

"Kill!"

The captain of the guard suddenly snarled. More than 20 dead men pulled out their weapons. simultaneously killed Lin Ming.

Lin Ming glanced at them expressionlessly and said indifferently, "You all have a way to take death!"

"Oh!"

Purple rifle pierced with one shot, countless thunders shone with fiery purple and white sèradiance, and the whole room seemed to have a round of purple ri.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

These more than 20 warriors were stabbed into the body by electric light. The power of the thunder raged along the meridians, destroying all the internal organs, and they died instantly.

It's just one shot. More than twenty guards were killed. Only the fat chief was left!

Several female slaves looked at this scene in horror, killing more than 20 top experts with one shot, which was more shocking than the previous Lin Ming's killing of Huohuazhangjiao. When their hometown was trampled by the fire-riding iron rider, They saw with their own eyes that these experts could easily kill the warriors in their hometown, but now, they are killed by the young boy in front of them.

What terrifying power is this?

God!

It must be the Witch God to save them.

Several female slaves kneeled and worshiped reverently, and the fat chief already was scared and slumped. As a person who arbitrarily deprived others of Life's power, he deeply knew the terrible death.

Lin Ming snorted in disgust, and said coldly, "Kill you dirty my gun."

As soon as the voice fell, his eyes suddenly turned into black swirls.

"Peng!"

The fat head chief's eyes burst, and Qiqiao bleeds, but Medicine Pill barely mentioned him who practiced the peak of the dirty. Under the reincarnation of Lin Ming, the sea of ​​jing **** directly burst, and his brain was already. .

In the blink of an eye, there were only three female slaves left in the room, and they were still kneeling to Lin Ming in trembling.

"Let ’s all go." Lin Ming is not a man who killed indiscriminately. The guards who killed before are also because the whole body murderous aura is too heavy. They have fought with the Huoyan Tribe for so many years. They do not know how many innocent people have been killed. The way of death, kill it and kill it.

After he finished, a shot of the flame boy drew on the ground, he hadn't done anything, a crimson fireball flew out of the flame boy's heart, and went straight to the window!

"Oh!"

The red fireball hit something fiercely in front of the window, and bounced back fiercely, as if there was an invisible film in the window.

Lin Ming hurriedly put away the purple gun. When he entered the minaret, he set the dream realm on already.

The dream pearl that Mu Qianyu gave him can only be broken by martial artist above Xiantian. This little villain Zhongpinhuojing is naturally powerless.

"The so-called indestructible holy fire jing was actually geocentric red inflammation ..."

Lin Ming popped up with hundreds of green Cang True Yuan, restrained the fire jing, and said to himself, these ri sons, he read a lot of classics introducing fire jing and thunder, and knew the fire jingalready very well, and it was not extinguished. The holy fire is just the name of the Huoya tribe. The general name of this fire jing in Tianyan Continent is geocentric red inflammation.

"Earth of the heart is terrible, although the grade is not high, but after so many years of jing heart cultivation, the power of already has grown to its peak.

Once the fire jing is born between heaven and earth, its grade will be already, but the power can be slowly cultivated. This earth erythritis in the hands of Lin Ming has been smelted for a long time, and the internal energy already is approaching saturation. This saved Lin Ming a lot of time.

"Swallow this fire jing, I don't know how much fire jing in the evil **** seed can grow." Lin Ming muttered to himself, his fingers moved, and began to seal up and down the fire jing.

Neither the fire jing nor the thunder can be directly loaded into the Xumi ring. martial artist that requires Fire Element or Thunder Element can be sealed with True Yuan in the body. Lin Ming has learned this seal method before. He You can only seal the fire of the human order, and the fire of the order cannot be dealt with.

The seal is a good fire, Lin Ming found that the three female slaves were still kneeling on the ground without leaving.

"Are you still leaving?"

The three women scratched their heads, and the middle one said tremblingly, "God ... God, they are all dead. We will be killed when we go out. Please ask God to save us, what are we ... You can do everything ... "

There is no confidence in the woman's voice. She wants to follow Lin Ming as a slave and a slave, but she knows that she does not have this qualification ...

After hearing the panic of the three women, Lin Ming sighed. This is a world where force is supreme. The weak can only be controlled by others. This rule already lasts for many thousands of years.

He is not a bad person. He can't save so many tragedies in the world, but since he has encountered them, he will not turn a blind eye.

"Tell me, what the **** are the people here?"

The woman in the middle froze slightly, then gritted her teeth and said, "The people who can live in the center of the Huojiao Church are all the high-level Huoyao tribe. If it was n’t for the army to kill and kill countless people, how could they accumulate military power? , Sit in a high position? "

Lin Ming glanced at this woman with a little surprise. Although the other party was a female slave, she was scared by herself, but in this case she still spoke clearly and reasonably. Presumably she was also a Aristocratic Family before she was captured. Female, this is not surprising. She can be chosen by the Fire Chief to stay with her to serve her slaves, most of whom are of extraordinary origin.

"I see."

Lin Ming pulled out the purple lance from Xu Mijie, removed the dream realm, and disappeared into the vast night.

After Lin Ming left, the three sons-in-law looked at each other, confused.

Soon, they heard a scream from the tower.

Some female slaves hurried to the window, and saw a purple thunder lit in the middle of the night. Seven or eight people were burned to ashes. The woman in the middle shivered. She knew that these dead people were all fire. The actual figure of martyrdom is also expert in teaching. Usually, one of them is pressure. However, now, under the young man in black, it is just like an ant who slashes.

Although the strength of Lin Ming has been known for a long time, the three women are still shocked to see this scene again.

spear is dancing and thundering. Each shot has killed several or even a dozen people. The worst of these people is the forging stage, and even many of them have reached the cultivation level of the condensed veins period.

Tonight is destined to be a **** night ... rq