The monster of the Nether Clan looked cold, raised his arm and directly suppressed "Pearl Palm!"
His eyes were full of madness, and it was their interest in robbing the opportunities obtained by the human race.
Lin Tianming's eyes were cold, "The Demon-Decisive Hand!"
He went up with one palm, destroying the dead, penetrated the empty space, and collided with the demon of the Nether Clan.
With a click.
"ah……!"
A miserable voice resounded.
The palm of the demon of the Nether Clan broke directly and hanged down, looking very sad.
"you."
The demon of the Nether Clan was furious and had not had time to speak.
Lin Tianming came out with his palm again and directly bombed the opponent into slag.
"What?"
The faces of other demons of the Nether Clan are extremely difficult to see.
The one who killed them in seconds? This guy...
Their eyes were filled with hatred.
In the process just now, they were the underworld tribe who killed many human geniuses, which was simply arbitrary.
But this time it seems to be a hit.
"I just don't conflict with you alien races, but why do you alien races come to you?"
"Since this is the case, go to die."
Lin Tianming's face was cold and solemn, and his eyes were gushing murderous intent. In an instant, the Void Demon Petal spread his wings behind him and moved directly towards several demons of the Nether Clan.
The expressions of the few people were extremely gloomy, and they roared several times, but they didn't want to die at Lin Tianming's hands.
There were continuous sounds of annihilation, and annihilated airflow began to rise.
"Get out of here, boy!"
The Holy Emperor of the first-level peak of the Nether Clan roared.
"Zhentian died and killed!"
Lin Tianming's eyes opened, and he swung a knife and directly killed the opponent.
"Bastard, human beast, you're looking for death."
The eyes of the Nether Clan were shattered and full of hatred. The deep eyes were covered with visible blood.
Lin Tianming looked ruthless, and a terrifying sword light instantly killed the remaining people from the Nether Clan.
There is no right to resist at all.
Now Lin Tianming is facing the second-level holy emperor, he is completely slaughtering.
If he meets Zhao Dong again, he can kill him in one move, unless the opponent's strength has improved a lot, but Lin Tianming is no longer the same as he used to be.
Immediately.
All the treasures on these Nether Clans were plundered by Lin Tianming.
Shen Yue had long understood Lin Tianming's approach, and looked at the underworld clan and couldn't help but feel pity.
It is not good for you to be enemies with, and you must be with this evil god.
"Walk!"
After dealing with the people of the Nether Clan, Lin Tianming took Shen Yuelei Dahu and the others to run straight to the distance.
And just as they left the area.
Above the sky, waves of demonic energy began to roll in like a long river.
The hissing sound exploded.
Swish swish swish swish!
Shadows descended from the sky.
A shadow had cold eyes, and he stared at the corpses below, "Of the Nether Clan?"
A hot-bodied woman's pretty eyes appeared in her pretty eyes. "It should be good, it was made by the human race who refined the hands of the True Demon Lord."
"This kid is arrogant and ignorant. He first killed our demon clan people, and then killed a group of people from the underworld clan..."
"Damn it! It's really damn!"
Boom.
A burly young man, his eyes showed a pitch-black surging, and a terrifying aura spread on his body, which was like a chain gathering, wrapping around his body.
A hoarse voice was slowly spit out, with gloomy and resentfulness.
"No matter who this person is, he should be killed."