Ao Ming was stunned for a moment, then stopped, then turned around and looked behind him. There was nothing behind him. There was no shadow of Lord Black Turtle. Soon, Ao Ming realized that he had been deceived. He turned around and looked, Finding Lin San running towards the east, Ao Ming roared angrily: "You bastard, if you dare to trick me, I won't let you go." As he spoke, Ao Ming jumped in and chased Lin San in the direction of his escape. .
Lin San bit her lip and ran forward with all her strength.
Ao Ming kept chasing after him.
As time goes by, the distance between Lin San and Ao Ming gradually narrows. Lin San is only in the late stage of Jin Dan, while Ao Ming is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The gap between the two is too big, no matter what No matter how hard Lin San tried, he could not escape Ao Ming's pursuit.
"Now we're in trouble. How can we resolve the crisis at hand?" Lin San thought to himself as he ran away. His flying speed was certainly not as fast as Ao Ming's. If he used the Demon-Conquering Sword Formation, he didn't know if he could trap Ao Ming. bright.
A high mountain suddenly appeared in front of him. The top of the mountain was covered with dense trees. Without thinking, Lin San plunged into the woods.
Within a moment, Ao Ming chased after him, holding the hook across his chest, and ran straight into the woods.
The forest covers a large area, with dead branches and leaves everywhere, the air is slightly moldy, and the light is relatively dim.
Ao Ming closed his eyes and sensed the mark on Lin San's body, then reached out and chased after him in the woods.
The further you walked in, the fewer the trees became. A muffled sound was heard, and a large group of trees in front suddenly rose from the ground and crashed towards Ao Ming quickly.
Ao Ming raised his hook and waved it lightly, and a black light curtain covered Ao Ming.
"Cracking, crackling" hundreds of trees instantly turned into piles of sawdust and scattered on the ground as soon as they touched the black light curtain.
After dealing with the attacking trees, Ao Ming walked forward. After walking about ten feet, a huge open space suddenly appeared in front of him, and Lin San was standing in the middle of the open space.
"Senior, you are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time," Lin San said with a smile.
Ao Ming stopped and looked at Lin San suspiciously: "Why don't you run away?"
"Alas..." Lin San sighed softly: "Senior has marked me on my body, so I can't escape at all."
"Humph, you are somewhat self-aware," Ao Ming snorted coldly.
Lin Sanba chirped: "Senior, I had no choice but to frame you before. I apologize to you. I hope you can forgive me..."
"Forgive you, what you said was so light. You first deceived me with the news about the ancient treasure, and then framed me. As a result, I was almost killed by the Lord of the Black Turtle Clan. I can't wait to peel you off and cut you into pieces. The corpse is in thousands of pieces," Ao Ming said through gritted teeth.
"Senior, the news about the ancient treasure is true. I didn't lie to you. If you don't give me another chance, I will take you to find the ancient treasure." Lin San also wanted to deceive Ao Ming, hoping to buy more time to escape. .
"Do you think I will still believe you?" Ao Ming sneered.
"Senior, since you don't accept my apology, then I...can only run away," after saying that, Lin San turned around and ran towards the west.
"Still trying to run away," Ao Ming yelled angrily and chased after Lin San. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, there was a soft sound of "squeaking" coming from all around. When he turned around, he realized that he didn't know when , there are hundreds of red swords all around. These swords have strange shapes and are constantly rotating around Ao Ming.
Lin San, who had just run away, suddenly came back, pointed at Ao Ming and laughed: "Senior, you have been fooled." Just now Lin San hid one hundred and eight demon-suppressing knives around him, and then stood in the center of the knife formation. As a bait, Lin San lured Ao Ming into the knife formation. Unexpectedly, Ao Ming was very cautious and stood far away. He had no choice but to deliberately use words to anger Ao Ming, and then made signs of running away. In desperation, he chased after him and fell right into the demon-suppressing sword formation.
Ao Ming looked at the demon-suppressing knives around him and frowned: "The sword formation,"
"Senior is indeed very knowledgeable. Yes, this is exactly the sword formation," Lin San said with a smile.
"Hmph, you think you can defeat me with just a sword array," Ao Ming said disdainfully.
"Senior, you will know after you give it a try," Lin San stretched out his hand and waved: "Attack,"
Hundreds of demon-subduing knives suddenly and slowly surrounded Ao Ming in the center. At the same time, each demon-subduing knife shot out a hot red thread. Hundreds of red threads intertwined together to form a dazzling magic weapon. Array.
Ao Ming's face sank, and he jumped up and flew into the air. Unexpectedly, when he had just flown two feet high, a huge red light net suddenly appeared in the air. Ao Ming's head was covered with Ao Ming. Ao Ming was shocked and didn't even think about it. Thinking about it, he threw the hook in his hand towards the giant net.
"Whoosh," the hook increased several times in size and turned into a meteor that directly hit the center of the red light network.
A burst of black smoke appeared, and the hook disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Impossible, my water-moon hook is made of thousand-year-old iron essence. It is extremely hard. How could it be melted so easily?" Ao Ming's eyes were filled with disbelief.
After the red light net melted away the hook, it pressed down directly on Ao Ming, who was floating in the air.
Ao Ming had just witnessed the power of the red light net, so he didn't dare to resist with his body. He swayed and fell to the ground.
Regardless of whether Ao Ming was scared or not, the red light net in the sky slowly moved downwards.
The one hundred and eight demon-suppressing knives around him slowly gathered towards the center, and red threads shot towards Ao Ming non-stop.
Ao Ming opened his mouth and spat out several defensive magic weapons to block in front of him.
More than a dozen red threads shot at him, immediately burning several defensive magic weapons into ashes.
"Ah," Ao Ming was shocked: "What on earth are these red threads? They are so powerful."
"Senior, I forgot to tell you that these demon-suppressing knives are all made from the Lihuo Divine Stone, and the red thread that melts your magic weapon is Lihuo." Seeing Ao Ming's embarrassed look, Lin San couldn't be happier. .
"Lihuo God Stone," Ao Ming finally showed a trace of fear on his face. As for the name of Lihuo God Stone, Ao Ming had heard about it more than once. He knew that Lihuo God Stone was one of the three major divine objects in the spiritual world. It released Lihuo is even more domineering and can burn everything.
"Senior, if you can die under the demon-suppressing knife refined from the Lihuo God Stone, you deserve to die," Lin San said with a smile.
Ao Ming looked at the approaching Demon Sword and the giant red net above his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, his hands flew together, and more than a dozen magic weapons of various shapes appeared around Ao Ming. Ao Ming shouted, His body suddenly grew several inches taller, the horn on his forehead became a bit thicker, and a layer of sparkling scales appeared on his face. A terrifying aura emerged from Ao Ming's body,