The loud noise sounded, and the head of Baizu was cut off by the sword mang. The next moment, silence silent.
There was a silence in the beast tide, and all monsters looked at the hundred -footed 蜈 separated from the corpse. They never launched an offensive to Lin Mingyuan.
After losing his head, his body rolled crazy and twitched on the ground. It was not until the dark green blood flowed, and it stopped creeping. It exudes smelly smell and turns into a pool of rot. It disappears.
A magic rising up, emerging from the head of the hundred -footed cricket, it seemed to have self -consciousness to escape, but was stopped in the air.
The Qingjian seemed to get an order, waved in the air, outlined a sword qi cage, and locked the magic in it.
"Let me go ... ah !!"
The group of magical roar faintly had a self -awareness and yelled at Lin Mingyuan. It was left and right in the sword qi, and it still couldn't escape in his mouth. Lin Mingyuan did not hesitate.
The natural enemy of the demon, I saw that magic was into the body by the sword, and it was generally turned into black like ice and snow. In the end, it just sounded gently and completely disappeared from the world.
Lin Mingyuan thought about capturing it and investigating the abnormalities in the eyes of the Demon. You can think of the surrounding beast trend around, and the weakness of the body after exhibiting the sword can only be resolved quickly to prevent the magic from attached to the demon again to the demon again to the demon.
On the beast.
"Walk!"
He grabbed the broken soul and threw it on the purple sword.
"rise!"
The purple sword, which was only full of murderous intentions, had fallen at the feet of the two at this time, spitting black gas, rising from the land of the beast tide, and then rushing towards the lone city.
"Broken Master!"
"Brother Lin!"
Baijiabi has been dead. At this time, the beast tide around the lonely city has collapsed. The scarlet in their eyes has disappeared, but they are fled in madly. There is no rules.
The monks in the city saw the huge purple sword flying, and they stepped forward to greet them. The fortunes of the rest of their lives hung on their faces. They knew that all this must be attributed to the broken and Lin Mingyuan.
Leader.
When Zi Jian slowly landed, Ning Hate and others quickly stepped forward, but found that Lin Mingyuan had fell into the sword weakly, but he was seriously injured and sober consciousness.
"Don't care about me, save Brother Lin first!"
Although the broken roots burned the source of the origin, Lin Mingyuan came in time and had no worries of life.
Both were the realization of the foundation of the foundation. Lin Mingyuan could actually make a shocking sword. It can be imagined how much the price he paid. He thought that he could not do it, even if he burned all the origin!
"Lin Shi!"
"Lin Mingyuan!"
Qing Ling bit his thin lips and lifted Lin Mingyuan from the purple sword. The purple sword turned into a flowing light into Lin Mingyuan's body like a spiritual wisdom.
The surrounding monks looked at each other, and it was ecstatic after shocking.
Now that the beast tide is retreating, although there are still dark and black monsters in the distance, the lone city has temporarily exposed to the crisis. They have long been prepared to die. Now, under the great sorrow, many monks are crying.
Sound, because of the tragic companion, because of the joy of surviving.
"Go! Recetch back the bones of the brothers and enter the soil!"
There was a burst of old shouts in the crowd, and all the monks had tears in their eyes.
This time, the monks in the lone city were half folded, and there were less than a thousand left. The surviving people walked out of the city and picked up a corpse first to dig out the grave for them.
This is the only thing they can do. In the eyes of the Demon, no one knows whether the next moment will be killed suddenly. Maybe until the day of their death, there is no corpse land ...
Lin Mingyuan was helped back to the city and fell into a coma.
The Tibetan sword is the original mind of Lin Shanhe. Although the sword potential that Lin Mingyuan understands can erupt the power beyond the same level, it is quite heavy for the body burden.
If it wasn't for the Gengjin sword body, I am afraid that before accumulating the sword potential, I would be torn by the sword.
"Qing Ling Fairy, let him take a good rest, you have any injuries, don't be tired."
Ning Hattian sighed, he was the lightest among the three, and stepped forward to persuade.
"Brother Ning, don't care about me."
Qing Ling looked at Lin Mingyuan lying on the stone bed, and fed a little water in his mouth from time to time.
Lin Mingyuan's coma was five days, and the broken injury was restored during the period. When he came to Lin Mingyuan's bed to visit, it can be said that the broken life was given by Lin Mingyuan, so his heart was extremely anxious, hoping that Lin Mingyuan woke up early
Then, then
"Qing Ling Fairy, take a break, take a look at it."
Broken soul said that in the past few days, taking care of Lin Mingyuan, who has been in the past, is that individuals can feel her feelings revealed, so it is difficult to persuade.
"No, I have to wait for him to wake up."
Qing Ling said coldly, and then no longer care about it.
Broken sigh, and was about to persuade, but suddenly felt Lin Mingyuan's breath on the stone bed changed.
"Brother Lin, wake up!"
Lin Mingyuan opened his eyes slowly, he woke up, or his consciousness had long been awakened, but the sense of emptiness from his body made him unable to open his eyes, and he did not restore a little vitality until this day.
He also looked in his eyes in every move. I'm afraid he would never wake up, and the next one was Qing Ling.
[Congratulations to the host, complete the best friend achievement]
[You saved Xuan Tianzong's broken life, the other party regarded you as a close friend!]
【The current number of layers is 2/10】
[Your sense of spiritual power has improved, and the monk will improve your favor faster!]
As soon as Lin Mingyuan opened his eyes, a systematic voice came from the sea. He smiled bitterly. However, he did not expect that he had completed the systematic achievement again.
"Brother Lin! What does it feel like now? Is there any uncomfortable?"
Seeing Lin Mingyuan woke up, the broken soul rushed to him in front of him and asked warmly. The concerns on his face were obvious. Instead, Qing Ling retreated silently. He didn't say much.
"Brother Lin, do you know that you scared me to death, if you don't wake me again, you will have no confession, in order to save me ..."
Speaking from the endlessly, Lin Mingyuan really didn't find that he had the strength of this kind of words, and waved his hand again and again.
"Okay, I'm not just to save you, let me clean!"
Brokenly smiled embarrassedly, and finally held the excitement in his heart.
At this time, Ning Hentian and bitterness came over when he heard the news. When he saw Lin Mingyuan finally woke up, a big stone was put down in his heart.
"Lin Daoyou, you finally woke up, do you know that Qingling Fairy has come these few days ..."
Before Ning Hentian said, he felt a cold gaze staring. He cough twice embarrassed and stopped the topic.
"Lord Lin Shi, what is the beast tide, and listen to the broken owner to have a monster to appear?"
The atmosphere was wrong, and the topic was shifted quickly and asked about what was always thinking in my heart.