Gold, is the world of the world to the sun, and it is also the natural enemy of all ghosts.
Lin Mingyuan has Geng Jin's aura guards, and he will not be afraid of any same -order ghosts, not to mention that Nanli is still actively attacked, trying to disintegrate Taiyi Light Sword, it is the self -invested network.
"Sprinkle!"
Nanli felt a pure yang's power to erode his palms crazy, and for a while, the pain was unbearable.
Large!
Originally thought that Lin Mingyuan was only holding the thighs of a few people in the heavens, so that he could come to this step to the Eye of the Magic. I did not expect that the other party was a master who dressed as a pig and a tiger.
However, Nanli is not a fuel -saving lamp, otherwise countless monks will not die of his hands.
There was a black air spraying from the nose of the south, and the black gas seemed to have self -consciousness, and even the surrounding air corrosive sounds.
Black Qi did not spray Lin Mingyuan, but went to Mercedes -Benz in the direction of Qingling.
"mean!"
Lin Mingyuan was shocked, and a sword was separated to stop the black gas, but it also gave Nanli's opportunity to escape.
He retracted his palms sharply and took back a few steps, and his eyes were full of fear.
"It's okay!"
Lin Mingyuan stopped the black gas and saw Qing Ling's peacelessness, and then relieved.
I wanted to use Nanli to despise my opportunity to remove him in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, the other party was very overcast, and he shot against Qingling who was seriously injured.
Lin Mingyuan understood that it was difficult to miss this opportunity, and it would be difficult to kill Nanli again. The strength of the other party was not weaker than himself. In addition, it was very difficult to deal with the tricks of yin damage.
"Good boy, just look at you!"
It is difficult to leave the complexion, and the palm of the cuffs trembles slightly. You can see that the flesh and blood have blurred.
Under the corrosion of Geng Jin's spiritual gas, he suffered a lot of losses for the first time, and he couldn't hang on his face.
"Lin Mingyuan has two sons!"
"Isn't it, you didn't feel his spiritual power just now, I dare to say that it is the purest golden aura I have ever seen!"
"The tiger father has no dog ..."
Nan Li listened to the discussion of the surrounding monks that the mood became worse.
When Lin Shanhe was in the middle of the day, he also repeatedly suppressed the Nanming School. At that time, these disciples could not be able to go out all day long.
I thought that after the disappearance of Lin Shanhe, the seven immortals were injured. I finally had the day when I was in the early days. I did not expect that for the first time against Lin Mingyuan, I fell a follower.
"Okay! You are qualified to let me shot!"
Nan Li put away the contempt in his heart, took out a black paint flag from his arms, and it seemed that there were countless injustice roaring.
"Lin Shizhu, beware, this is the unique magic weapon of the Nanming School!"
He was suffering and anger. He understood the origin of this salamander. It was the disciples of the Nanli sent disciples to swallow countless cultivation and imprison their consciousness in the salamander.
Over time, the human nature of the gods gradually wiped out, and in the end, only endless resentment was left, which turned into a ghost and made into a hundred ghosts.
For the first time, Lin Mingyuan has seen such a yin and evil thing, and he can feel strong grievances across the distance.
The monks next to the swamp were dispersed, and some of them could not hold their minds. The consciousness was impacted.
Lin Mingyuan called the purple sword, and he could see the sorrow of the unjust soul in the ghost. The only way to relieve them was a sword.
The ghosts are turbulent, and countless double ghosts are revealed.
With the urging of Nanli, they only wait for the order, and they will attack the group.
Lin Mingyuan's sword energy was flowing all over his body. Ever since he obtained the Geng-Gold Sword Body, he had never used the Overlord Sword Technique. Now Nanli was a good whetstone.
Just when the situation was about to break out, something suddenly happened in the originally peaceful swamp!
The loess beneath everyone's feet turned into quicksand. Some monks were unprepared and fell directly into it, never moving again.
Although Lin Mingyuan and others were far away, they could still feel the looseness under their feet.
He made a prompt decision, pulled Qing Ling up and jumped onto the tree.
Ning Hentian and Kunai also followed the same example and left the ground.
The ground sank so quickly that most of the monks had no time to react and lost their vitality in an instant. The quicksand was like a devouring beast, ruthlessly devouring life.
Lin Mingyuan frowned. He knew that this was not ordinary quicksand. It could swallow up the foundation-building monks without any resistance. There must be something behind it.
Nan Li also tried to jump to the tree, but his luck was obviously not very good.
Just now, he and Lin Mingyuan had distanced themselves. At this moment, the surrounding area was bare and they were on the edge of the swamp.
In the blink of an eye, half of the calf had been swallowed up.
"hateful!"
He struggled desperately, but to no avail, he only sank deeper.
Nan Li looked at Lin Mingyuan and others, his heart filled with anger.
"Even if I die, you will be buried with me!"
A dark rope appeared in his hand, and he used all his strength to throw it out, flying towards Lin Mingyuan.
Of course, the consequence of doing this is that his lower body will instantly sink into quicksand.
Lin Mingyuan didn't expect that Nanli would break the pot and drag himself into the water at the risk of being swallowed.
He planned to use his purple sword to leave the place as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly his ankle was caught by a rope, causing him to become unstable and fall down.
Qing Ling was shocked and grabbed Lin Mingyuan's arm, using all her strength to prevent him from falling into the quicksand.
But Nan Li's strength was incomparable to her injury. For a moment, her center of gravity was unstable and she was about to fall together.
Of course Lin Mingyuan would not allow this to happen. He decisively put aside Qing Ling's hand and fell straight into the quicksand, unable to escape.
"Hahaha, you are indeed a noble and decent person. If it were me, I would have to drag a beautiful woman like a flower to be buried with him!"
Seeing that the attack was successful, Nan Li laughed wildly.
Lin Mingyuan didn't want to pay attention to this madman at all. He tried hard to activate his spiritual power and tried to break free from the shackles of the quicksand, but found that the yellow sand seemed to be alive, dragging his legs and feet.
The harder he exerted force, the stronger the pulling feeling became. Lin Mingyuan even felt a terrible aura buried in the ground. At this time, he was staring at himself, as if staring at a piece of fat food.
"This can't go on like this!"
Lin Mingyuan has clearly understood that the more energy he expends, the faster he sinks. Logically speaking, with the strength of a foundation-building monk, surviving in quicksand for a period of time is not a problem.
But most of the monks panicked and struggled desperately until they exhausted their spiritual power and were mercilessly devoured.
After figuring this out, Lin Mingyuan simply relaxed his body and allowed himself to be swallowed up by the quicksand.
When the yellow sand covered his neck, Lin Mingyuan exerted force and crashed into the quicksand, completely disappearing into the swamp.
"Lin Mingyuan!"
Qing Ling shouted loudly. She hated herself for not grabbing Lin Mingyuan's arm. Seeing Lin Mingyuan disappear from her sight, Qing Ling bit her silver teeth and was about to jump down.
Seeing this, Ning Hate jumped beside her and grabbed it.
"Qingling Fairy, don't do stupid things!"
Qing Ling's expression was anxious, and there was a little tears in the corner of the eyes.
She remembered Lin Mingyuan's care for herself all the way. Even the crisis of life and death just now, Lin Mingyuan was to not drag down her active letting go.
"Remove me, I'm going to save him!"
For the first time, Qing Ling lost her mind. Even in the face of Hou Yu's persecution, she was not so desperate!