At this time in Divine Dream, enough eight double-hour passed, sits in meditation Lin Ming to open two eyes suddenly, Zhong Wenshu takes to his dreamland strength, he has digested similarly.
Lin Ming talked to oneself: „A four double-hour day, Zhong Wenshu and his subordinate are about to reactivate, if they give Saint Martial House three to disclose secret information, to me is somewhat troublesome.”
Lin Ming did not fear that Zhong Wenshu looks for Saint Martial House three to join up to cope with him outstandingly, feared that Saint Martial House three knew outstandingly after the news, hides, naturally, this possibility surname is actually not big, comes Saint Martial House three to be surnamed the standard to be arrogant, two come Zhong Wenshu definitely to be also glad to see that others' place also falls, like this he can go forward three.
Lin Ming stood up the body, the form dodged, non-stop flew to go to the nightmare canyon.
To rushes in the sky of Divine Dream horizontally is an extremely rampant behavior, this will bring to the attention of many nightmare beasts, suddenly, in the sky had the nightmare beast that can soar numerously to plunge Lin Ming.
Lin Ming is only the thought moves, finger sent out infusion again and again the Battle Spirit real Yuan Qi arrow, struck to kill them easily.
„Meritorious value is quite low . Moreover the defensive power is very strong, no wonder few participants choose to strike to kill these airborne nightmare beasts.”
Three thousand Li (0.5 km) distances, are really not what to Lin Ming, quick, in his field of vision presented a piece of profound canyon, should be the nightmare canyon without doubt.