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The five poison kings set up the formation very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a dense purple mist appeared around him, completely covering him. This purple mist is the defensive formation laid down by the five poison kings, and it has its own pollution. The characteristics of the true essence, when warriors rush into it, even if they support the protective true essence, as long as they get a little bit of this purple mist, the toxin will rush into the body, resulting in injury.
"You don't seem to be afraid of death?"
Lin Ming moved forward step by step, and the five poison kings in the poisonous formation quickly set up a second formation. The second layer of purple mist appeared, and the defense was even tighter. He said without the slightest emotion: "We are already doomed! The person who hurts you can still bless your descendants."
"I see… "
As soon as the words fell, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly burst into a ray of cold light. He seemed to take a step casually, and the distance of several miles disappeared in a flash. Lin Ming almost teleported into the poison formation. The poisonous mist formation did not hinder him at all.
Based on Lin Ming's current understanding of the artistic conception of space, if the law of space is not integrated into the formation, it will have no effect on Lin Ming at all.
"Chi Chi Chi!"
The red spear was infused with purple thunder, and the celestial-grade nine-day thunder spirit burst out with a sun-like brilliance.
Follow up!
A shot was swung out, as fast as lightning, without giving the Five Poison Kings any room to react.
At that moment, everything in the poison formation was covered by the purple thunder pond. The Five Poison King let out a violent roar, and threw out a formation disk in his hand. The formation disk was spinning rapidly in the air, and it was about to explode. However, Lin Ming's The speed was too fast, the blow that distorted the space came in an instant.
A shot split the body of the Five Poison King, and the flickering thunder burned his body to black.
And at this moment, the body of the Five Poison Kings exploded without warning. All kinds of poisonous blood and venom are scattered and splashed!
Lin Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and he drew back violently.
"boom!"
The Five Poison Kings exploded together with the poison formation, and the terrifying poison shot out, corroding a big hole in the broken mountain that was blessed by the formation.
Lin Ming had already retreated five miles away, his body-protecting true essence was vibrating violently, and there was a faint cracking sound. This was the sound of the body-protecting true essence colliding violently with the toxin.
"What a weird toxin, it can contaminate the true essence."
Lin Ming's face was expressionless, and the silver war spirit was agitated. It turned into a sword of will and slashed out, instantly killing the vitality of the toxin.
The characteristic of a war spirit is that it can attach to any substance and kill everything at the same time, including objects, souls, force fields, energy, demons, and so on.
Defeating the Five Poison Kings with one move did not exceed the expectations of the warriors present.
"Another one-stroke kill. Powerful!"
"However... Lin Lanjian was also affected by the poison, I don't know if there is any serious problem."
"It looks like there's nothing wrong with it."
"It's hard to say..."
The magic way of poisoning is extremely strange, sometimes it seems that there is no problem after being poisoned, and the toxin will explode after a period of time, turning the warrior into pus and blood.
Of course, in the eyes of the surrounding warriors, with Lin Ming's strength. It will not be reduced to this point, but it is still possible to be slightly affected. This is a wheel battle, and any impact is enough to accumulate. Ultimately fatal.
"This little bastard, even the self-destruction of the five poison kings failed to hurt him!"
"Hmph, so what, every battle. He will always consume strength, see how long he can last. Bone King, you take action! As long as you hurt him, I will release your family from slavery!"
For thousands of years, the Shura Divine Kingdom has fought in all directions, conquering those forces that tried to challenge their authority, and the top powerhouses of these conquered forces will be planted with slave marks and made into killing puppets at the same time.
Bone King is one of them. Originally, his family was also a fifth-rank family, but the family's backer and the Shura Kingdom were enemies. Later, the backer collapsed, and Bone King's family was also implicated.
The Bone King was tall and tall, wearing a bone armor, and the bone fragments collided and creaked when he walked.
Because of being transformed by various secret methods and planted with the slave mark, the Bone King's eyes were dull, but for Situ Bonan's promise, there was a deep obsession in his heart, which awakened his deepest memory.
"kill!"
Bone King bit out this word, and only heard the sound of chi chi chi, countless bone spurs appeared all over his body, and his body smashed towards Lin Ming like a meteor hammer!
A strange light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. The bone armor attached to the Bone King in front of him was not refined armor, but produced by his own bones.
A warrior with specialized bones is really strange.
However, the absolute strength gap cannot be made up at all.
"boom!"
With a sound of impact, the bone spikes on King Bone's chest shattered, and the next moment, the red spear rolled back and hit King Bone heavily on the back of the head!
The defensive bone armor on the back of the Bone King exploded like porcelain, the cervical spine was broken, and the neck was torn apart like a pile of rotten meat. A head flew hundreds of feet away, smashed heavily into the rock, and the eyeballs shattered.
Lin Ming's figure appeared hundreds of feet away, and he felt a slight tingling sensation from his right hand. The hardness of this bone fragment was beyond his imagination.
This is already the third round, Situ Haotian's eyes are cold and firm, and he vows to continue the wheel battle to the end at all costs, "Red Blood Demon, you go!"
"Roar!"
A crimson demon rushed into the arena. These warriors practiced all kinds of crooked magic arts, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.
However, no matter what kind of enemy it is, the result is the same. The absolute gap in strength is insurmountable. When the Scarlet Blood Demon tried to injure Lin Ming with a move that hurt both sides, the red spear carried the Silver Battle Spirit and Rolling Thunder It flew out, piercing the Red Blood Demon's body like a sharp arrow!
The Red Blood Demon's body exploded into countless blood rains, and the long spear was heavily nailed to the ground of the arena, blasting out a huge crater several tens of feet deep, and a large piece of the formation attached to the arena was torn apart, crumbling.
The red blood demon's death method is almost the same as that of Yasha king.
"Fifth match, Nightmare King!"
Situ Bonan was so red-eyed that he sent another expert to spare no expense.
boom!
The soul and dream attacks from the Nightmare King were directly torn apart by Lin Ming's battle spirit. With a "whoosh", the spear flew out, and the Nightmare King wanted to block it. However, the artistic conception of space and time infused in the spear makes the originally predictable flight trajectory ever-changing.
The Nightmare King abruptly avoided the vital point in his heart, but he was still torn apart by the gun to a small half of his body.
He flew back violently, but Lin Ming took a step forward, traveled through the space, and appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, with a punch that smashed his body to pieces!
Peng!
The sudden attack made it impossible for the Nightmare King who had already torn half of his body to dodge, and he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
After Lin Ming broke his life, all the cells in his body were activated by energy. After the breathing rate is adjusted to the same level, the power of training Li Rusi has been greatly improved. With one punch, a ten-foot-high boulder can be completely broken into dust.
The fifth game, another victory.
so far. The warriors who appeared did not have Lin Ming's all-in-one enemy!
"Scene Six, Voldemort!"
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"Seventh match, Black Iron Demon!"
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"Scene eight, Lifestealer!"
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"Scene Nine, Green-haired Corpse Puppet!"
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The bell for the start of the game rang again and again, because the battle was going on too fast, and the reverberation of the last bell was still echoing in the valley. The bell for the next game was ringing again.
Back and forth, the long and thick bells echoed between heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts again and again.
This is a massacre at all, no matter how weird the moves of these magic puppets are. Lin Ming ended the battle within three breaths.
During this period, Lin Ming inevitably had a head-on collision with these strong men. Logically, such a collision would not hurt Lin Ming. But it will always cause some real energy to be disordered, or the breath will be unstable. But Lin Ming didn't seem to be exhausted all the way, at least from the outside, it couldn't be seen that he had no way out.
The eleventh game, the twelfth game, the thirteenth game... the eighteenth game!
Lin Ming on the ring had already shown his ferocity. At this moment, he was like a real dragon awakened. With a powerful body, his invincible attack, all enemies were torn apart and swept away. There was no single enemy!
The warriors around were all terrified. These warriors who died in Lin Ming's hands were not Chinese cabbages, but powerhouses who had reached the peak of the fifth level or even the sixth level. They belonged to themselves a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago. During the era, they were all on the Destiny List, and some people might even rank in the top 100 of the Destiny List!
This is the kind of person who was killed by Lin Ming like chopping melons and vegetables. Lin Ming only used those few moves, but with these moves, no one could dodge them!
Each of these moves is infused with powerful power, and the consumption will definitely not be less. Even if the average warrior is strong, but after performing such an attack more than a dozen times, he will feel a little short of breath, and he has to replenish some elixir. No matter how good the elixir is, the supplemented true essence will have subtle differences from its own true essence, and if it is not refined in time, the energy in the [body] will be impure, and the combat effectiveness will drop sharply.
But Lin Ming, until now he hasn't replenished a single elixir, and judging by his appearance, he still doesn't seem to have the slightest breath disorder. Is this still a human being
Game 20...
"boom!"
The demonic killing puppet that appeared on the stage had its head blown off by Lin Ming's gunshot. Red and white brains splashed out, and was scorched by the power of thunder in the blink of an eye. The headless corpse of the demonic warrior fell to the ground.
There was a gasping sound outside the arena. This was a killing puppet who knew he was going to die. If it was a normal person, no one would have dared to go on stage, and death is not how it is sent.
In fact, even the killing of puppets was frightened by Lin Ming. After killing twenty people in a row, Lin Ming already had a ferocity like an ancient ferocious beast. The accumulated murderous aura formed an invisible energy field around him. Just by getting close, I felt a pressing pressure, and it was difficult to breathe.
Even Situ Haotian was stunned by Lin Ming's aura, and every killing puppet sent on the stage was made of spirit stones.
Will these killing puppets be able to consume Lin Ming's physical strength
Seeing Lin Ming whose aura was not disturbed at all in the arena, Situ Haotian didn't know what to do. He turned his gaze to a boy in red in the hall, "Master Xuan, you will go to the next round."
"Ah?" The red-clothed boy's heart shrank, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
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