Chapter 1342 (1/2)
Chapter 1342 – Sitting On the Mountain and Watching the Tigers Fight
Like this, Nether Darklight’s corpse fell to the ground Lin Ming grabbed the ht’s hands and gave it a quick look This fragment was a decent ancient artifact, and there was even a wisp of a remnant soul contained within it; he casually tossed it in his spatial ring
Froht attacked to the ti only needed several breaths of time To kill an early Divine Transformation martial artist so quickly, it could only be said that the disparity between ordinary geniuses of a Great World King Holy Land and Lin Ming was too far off
“He died Senior-apprentice Brother Nether died?”
“Who is he? He can’t be a Divine Sea realm martial artist!”
“Could it be an old enemy of the Skydark Holy Lands?”
The disciples of the Skydark Holy Lands were frightened Lin Ming was si Besides the six Divine Lord powerhouses here, the fiercest one aht, but even he couldn’t withstand two
A these people there were also so such a strong Lin Ming, all of theainst him
As for the loose cultivators, they were naturally overjoyed They didn’t think that there would be a powerful th Because of him, they all had a slim chance of survival
And at this ti the primordial epoch spirit root Without the support of the Myriad Blood De it hard to continue on
The several Divine Lord realm powerhouses roared out loud But at this ti scrolls that the six masters put forth were torn to pieces by the primordial epoch spirit root!
Puff!
The six Divine Lord masters spat out mouthfuls of blood and flew backwards
These six ly coreat deal of their life source and true essence in order to desperately struggle with this primordial epoch spirit root and capture it, and just as they were about to succeed, their plans had been ruined by Lin Ming and they had failed!
“damn you, you little beast!”
“Just where did he come from!? I will tear him to shreds!”
These six old , but at this ti them from beneath
The bombardment of attacks just now had also caused the pri this battle, it had broken countless root hairs and even the ed with countless scars Deep red blood constantly leaked down from its body
At this tie!
This battle had caused it to suffer great dae to its cultivation It wanted to consu they to make up for its own losses
“Jejejeje!”
A burst of strange laughter caround The blood-filled pri on the appearance of a peerless beauty whose looks could bring down nations To the eyes of those watching, this made the primordial epoch spirit root look like a snake demon with a human head
“You people from the Skydark Holy Lands, you want to send out one million people to capture me? Then, I will s all of you up today and use your flesh and blood essence energy to make up for my losses! Die!”
Woosh!+ Woosh!+ Woosh!+
Root hairs shot up, rushi+ng towards those six Divine Lord masters like countless pythons
At this time, the six masters were in an extremely poor condition They only had half of their true essence re
“What do we do?”
A Divine Lord realm old man anxiously asked as he cut off several root hairs with his saber
“The prie Now it is weak and is only pretending to be strong Its situation is about the same as ours! While it is difficult for us to capture it, it also isn’t easy for it to kill us!”
“If we allow it to escape today then this monster will be even more careful in the future It will simply be impossible for us to find it then We only have one chance at this! If we lose, ill incur Master Ancestor’s wrath and the punish fed to demons!”
The six Divine Lord masters didn’t have any path of escape for thezi’s bloodline descendant, Nether Darklight, had also died If they didn’t capture the one who murdered them and also didn’t capture the pri it to escape andit harder to find it later, then they would have to face Tian Mingzi’s inevitable anger
“Senior-apprentice Brother Cang, you go and capture that little beast while the five of us keep off thiswe have to join forces and kill it!”
These sixwatching them from behind, it was impossible for them to battle with any sense of safety
“Good! As long as we can capture this reat our losses are, the sect will still grant us enough medicines to restore ourselves This is already a battle with our lives on the line; there is no e can turn back!”
The six Divine Lord ed true essence sound transmissions As they spoke, a black-robed old
“You little beast, I’ll take your life!”
The black-robed old ’s head A brilliant purple scythe light flashed out!
Martial artists of the de-handled weapons As for the scythe, that was a weapon that often represented cruelty and evil
Facing this black-clothed oldtook a deep breath
This was his first ti a Divine Lord powerhouse!