"Is it hopeless? The dead clan is not something you can mess with."
The woman's voice resounded and spread to the world with a cold intention. Lin Tianming had no expression on his face, his face was full of bloodthirsty murderous intent, and he immediately raised his sword and slammed it.
The woman in white said coldly, then bounced her fingers and a terrifying finger light instantly.
Bang! The finger lights and the knife lights hit, raging the amazing spiritual energy.
Lin Tianming squirted out a big mouth of blood, and the powerful force directly blasted him hundreds of feet.
His eyes narrowed, and his terrifying murderous intent was burning. He was angry. At this moment, endless anger burst out from his body.
Killing thoughts are shocking.
The thought of killing.
Crazy thoughts!
Bloodline of Demon Slaying God!
Dongdongdongdongdongdong, he saw his body bursting wildly, like thunder, "So what about the dead clan? Why am I afraid!"
Although the dead clan is strong.
But is Talin Tianming afraid?
Not afraid!
The woman in white gradually narrowed her eyes, and a ray of excitement emerged from the depths of her eyes. "What a terrible bloodline!"
"This bloodline is simply a treasure."
"If we feed us, we will definitely be able to rush into the realm of the Holy Ancestor!"
Swish!
Ignore the woman's words.
Lin Tianming burned everything, and a sword broke out in the void. This sword nurtured the invincible heart and killed everything with one sword.
The face of the woman in white changed suddenly. Lin Tianming, who had been before, was indeed an ant in her eyes.
But at this moment the power of the knife breeding made her heart tremble suddenly, and a dazzling divine picture appeared on her jade hand!
"Death God Picture! Town!"
The divine map covers the sky, the breath of death covers the entire world, and countless death auras are nurturing the souls of death.
Under these death souls, there was an unparalleled bloodthirsty killing intention!
She had to use such power and was driven by an ant to the God of Death. This was humiliating for the dead.
Boom!
Lin Tianming shot with a knife, and countless auras rioted, shocking everything.
Bang!
Two forces collided.
The God of Death Picture had a bang and shot thousands of feet high.
The woman in white changed her face, and then a ferocious look smeared across the corner of her mouth, "How is it possible? The God of Death Picture was actually suppressed!!"
"This is just the beginning, it's not over yet!"
"Death God Picture, Invincible!"
The God of Death continued to shoot out, endless divine light covered the sky, suppressing the unparalleled world, and the surrounding space was directly shattered!
"Invincible?"
"joke!"
Lin Tianming's eyes opened, killing was fertile, he stepped on his feet, and his fist light was sung in the sky, and with a bang, the power of the God of Death Map became more and more terrifying, and the two powers were extremely magnificent and extremely domineering. Countless torrents were annihilated in an instant.
The woman in white took the Death God Picture and took a few steps backwards, "This kid..."
Suddenly, his brow raised, and a beam of light came down instantly. Lin Tianming came with a knife. She suddenly shot the death god map again, pressing down from the void, and she felt the crisis.
"break!"
Lin Tianming roared hideously.
Boom!
Death God Picture trembles
The magic picture of the woman in white was completely eliminated.
"What? The God of Death is destroyed?"
The woman's face changed in shock, her face looked ugly, and she could not believe it at all. In an instant, Lin Tianming was stained with blood and the sword light directly penetrated into the other party's eyebrows.
This made the woman's expression look like an evil ghost, and she began to become ferocious, "Beast, you will die a bad death!"
"Ant!"
Not willing.
Really unwilling to accept it!
He died in the hands of an ant.
Lin Tianming's face was indifferent, "You can't see it."
Soon, the woman in white disappeared from the spot. As long as she did not reach the level of the Saint Ancestor, she was not afraid of anything. Even if she had a Saint Ancestor, she believed that her power would be enough to escape.
Just now!
He could feel that the God of Death is indeed a very throbbing power.
However, the power of this divine map lasted for a while and then disappeared in an instant.
It must be a kind of imitation picture!
The power of the real God of Death is probably several times more terrifying than this one.
Of course, he should not take this dead clan lightly.
Beside the ancient Wutong tree, the middle-aged man's face was almost pale, his eyes were filled with terror, fear, and horror.
He was shocked to find out, "You actually killed the White Spirit Envoy of the Dead Clan?"
"Bai Ling Envoy?"
Lin Tianming looked at middle-aged with expressionless face.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Tianming and said tremblingly, "It's the woman you just killed. She is the Bai Ling Envoy and occupies an important position among the dead clan!"
"If you kill him, the people from the dead will not let you go."
Lin Tianming said indifferently, "To be honest, I wish they would come to me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the middle-aged man's face changed instantly, and he became even more horrified and terrified. Who hopes that the deceased will go to find him?
There was no hope at all. The Dead Clan was too strong, so powerful that it was desperate, but the young man in front of him actually wanted the Dead Clan to find him.
It's simply unheard of.
It’s really because there are all kinds of birds in the forest.
The middle-aged man then spoke out, "That young master, you don't think Bai Lingzeng is very strong among the dead clans, right?"
Lin Tianming said indifferently, "No."
Middle-aged man was stunned "Then you..."
He means that since you know, why do you still have to let the dead clan look for you?
Lin Tianming didn't say anything. He looked at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "Tell me where to find the location of the dead!"
Middle-aged man said, "I know this, it's on the Necrotic Cliff in front!"
He pointed at the direction.
When Lin Tianming heard this, he looked at the direction the other party pointed. There was a very towering cliff in the distance. From there, Lin Tianming could capture an amazing sense of oppression.
Ancient undercurrents spread out, and the shocking aura swept across the sky.
He nodded, looked at the ancient sycamore tree without a trace, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, showing a grim smile.
moment.
Breaking out.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Tianming and his heart trembled wildly, saying, "This person killed the White Spirit Envoy, let alone the Necromancer, even the Black Spirit General will not let this person go."
He said in a trembling voice, turning around and looking at the ancient sycamore tree, but the next moment, his expression became stiff.
The ancient sycamore tree is gone.
Where did you go? Where is the tree? Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked extremely ugly. He turned to the direction where Lin Tianming had just left, and said angrily, "You killer, Qiandao..."
Puff.
As soon as he finished speaking, a blood mist burst out from his eyebrows, and his eyes widened on the spot and died on the spot.
“…”
Dead land, Dead spirit cliff!
Lin Tianming came to this area in just a few breaths, and there was a strange aura around him. He didn't care and came to this Dead Cliff.
It's dead again.
now.
Lin Tianming suffered countless erosions of death.
His eyes were cold. The death energy on the Death Cliff was more terrifying and more difficult than the death energy he had encountered before. A strong airflow on his body burst out.
"I dare to erode me even if I die, and swallow me!"
Lin Tianming had a expressionless face and said in a cold voice. A spiral-shaped airflow burst out between the whole world, instantly covering him.
Various spiritual energy began to explode, and the dead energy began to be refined in the Chaos Heavenly Refining Furnace. It took only one stick of incense to be completely refined.
"Something is good, but not much..."
"You killed Bai Qin?"
A cold voice resounded, and a figure came out instantly. Lin Tianming looked at the man who appeared, wearing a black robe.
His eyes are cold and solemn, and his body is full of murderous intent!
Lin Tianming said indifferently, "Who are you?"
The man said coldly, "Dead Clan, Black Spirit General! Mo Xuan!"