That Giant Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor looks to shock it similarly panic-stricken, obviously had not expected that this enters the strength of kind of powerhouse to be so terrorist, his slightly stop, then decisive turn tail.
But at this time, making one that into the feeling was out of sorts occur, Giant Demon Quasi-Emperor speed as if suddenly slow, he was flying to escape obviously fully, was speed not necessarily compared with Revolving Dan realm powerhouse quick many, as if fell into the mire, was hard to start.
But at this moment, that entered a kind of senior to pursue, a sword punctured!
Obviously looks like a very slow sword, however appears in the Giant Demon Clan Quasi-Emperor back of the body place instant!
That Giant Demon Quasi-Emperor wants the turning round standard to keep off, however his speed actually fell into the bog of time, the root quickly, finally was entered a kind of powerhouse sword to pass through the heart from the back.
The blood wind, the Giant Demon Quasi-Emperor body dies at the scene.
Floated the shade to finish to here!
Lin Ming grows the one breath, the mind shocks inexplicably, two big Quasi-Emperor, three swords strike to kill!
Giant Demon and Dwarf Demon Quasi-Emperor, was too big compared with the Mingyun Eighth Level solid disparity, in addition this senior comes is the young talent of principle comprehension, familiar unpredictable space and time principle, therefore has caused the lopsided fight, is killing by mistreatment completely.
Enters class talent is not weak, however was the test was too brutal, Eighth Level Mingyun, how many there are to enter to achieve?
However is the difficult test, more makes Lin Ming excited, he did not fear that test brutal, only feared that endures the test the opportunity not to have continually.
„This enters a kind of senior finally in two swords, contained the infinite mystery, does not know that I can perceive through meditation many to come.” Lin Ming is thinking like this, prepares to close up the self-torture, but at this moment, he flame dodges at present, sound transmission talisman has shone together.
The Lin Ming ear has resounded the Xing Tian sound, „enters class brat, your luck is good, after five are young, then getting rid opportunity, Martial Artist will obtain entire ten winning streaks, feared death do not come, let alone I have not given you opportunity.”
„Is so quick” the flame that Lin Ming rubs out to switch hands, sneers, the what medicine that no matter in the opposite party bottle gourd sells, he will not pay attention, so long as there is an absolute strength then not to have what to be good to dread.
„Five young time happen to suffice me to perceive through meditation a war plate, perhaps also some surplus times can rise to cultivate.” Like this is thinking, Lin Ming puts aside completely this matter, then enters Ethereal Martial Intent quickly, immersed in perceiving through meditation of principle.
But at this time, in a dark restaurant passenger compartment, Xing Tian is drinking the thousand years aging, evil said to black skin man with a smile: „Blood barbarian, I remembers that you wanted seven ten winning streaks immediately, Lin Ming this idiot is thinking winning streaks that the end do not enter gained Slaughter Points, I think that making you go on stage to be quite appropriate, Ha Ha Ha Ha!”
„Brother, this Lin Ming even though talent is good, but is one enters in the final analysis newly, smelly not thousand, do you make me get rid? I win his winning streaks number not to have.” The blood tears down a bulk barbecue, discontented saying.