68: C68 A Peak Sky Origin Stage Martial Artist

C68 A Peak Sky Origin Stage Martial Artist

"Search, wake up! Don't even let a fly go!"

Hu!

The sound of friction was precisely the sound of a martial artist's body and leaves interweaving.

He spat out a mouthful of foul air.

Lin Ming, who had been running for the entire night, secretly sighed. Sure enough, it was not that simple.

After all.

Last night, even a few peak Origin Core Stage experts had died.

How could it be possible that he had plucked a peach so easily?

However.

The current Lin Ming had already boarded the pirate ship. He had to follow the dark path. Otherwise, once he was discovered, he would die without a burial ground!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Lin Ming's figure was like a spiritual monkey as he leapt onto a towering tree.

His figure was well hidden within the dense canopy of the tree.

He held his breath and even stopped breathing.

He could vaguely see a group of disciples searching the area in a carpet manner. Their appearances were extremely detailed.

Fortunately.

For a moment, he did not find where Lin Ming was.

And now, the little guy's fire finch had returned to Lin Ming's dantian. It was wrapped in a mysterious golden paper, and it fell asleep.

It was as if...

The flame he spat out last night had tired him out.

Whoosh.

Just as Lin Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

Bang!

All of a sudden, a sound of rushing wind could be heard from the void. A figure was flying in the sky, speeding past.

The youth wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

This was really an all-round search.

He really didn't even let go of a fly.

At this moment.

On top of a mountain peak, a few figures stood there. Their auras were powerful, and their bodies were surrounded by terrifying Yuan Power fluctuations.

"Damn it! Who is it that is touching the fishes of my Ghost Sect? Don't let me know about it! Otherwise, I will definitely shred it into a million pieces!"

The leader of the group had a sinister expression on his face.

"Reporting to Sect Master, the Third Elder has fallen. His corpse has been turned into a bloody mist by someone and is unable to be retrieved."

"However, there is one good news. Before his death, the Third Elder left behind a trace of remnant soul aura on the storage ring."

"Our sect's soul hunters are on their way here. At that time, we might be able to catch that rat."

Beside him, a man in a black robe with a ghost face on his face said respectfully.

"Alright, as soon as possible. Although we've already conducted a carpet search, we still haven't seen any movements throughout the night "

"The longer we delay, the less likely we will be able to find the storage ring once the soul force dissipates!"

"However, don't let this seat know who stole the storage ring!"

This man's voice was like a malicious spirit from the Netherworld Yellow Springs that wanted to devour someone!

...

Tap.

With a dull thud, Lin Ming's body fell down from the tree like a civet cat.

At the same time.

Looking closely.

The youth's face was even covered with a black cloth.

After all.

The current situation was too dangerous, and Lin Ming had no choice but to take precautions. No matter what, he could not be discovered.

Even if he was discovered, he absolutely couldn't let anyone know who he was.

Stepping on the Ghost Step, Lin Ming's body was like a wisp of green smoke, speeding across the shadows.

He had no idea where he was now. He might as well not think too much about it. Instead, he directly shot into the distance.

If he could find a place where people gathered, he would be safe.

At that time, he, who stood out in the forest, would turn into a drop of water and fall into the sea. It would be difficult to find him again.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

At this moment, Lin Ming was extremely careful.

Furthermore, once a search team appeared not far away, he would immediately find a lush tree to climb up and hide in the treetop.

When the search team had passed, he would come out and continue his journey.

It was as if he was a thief.

It was even to the extent that...

He had to constantly be on guard against the detection of the Origin Core Stage warriors who were flying through the void.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

After passing a mountain, Lin Ming could vaguely see a city in the distance.

As the saying goes, a horse that runs when looking at a mountain dies.

Even if he saw it, Lin Ming knew that it was still very far away.

However.

A glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Thus, the youth's figure sped off in that direction.

"Stop right there."

Whoosh!

A loud roar came from the sky, and a few figures jumped down from a tree nearby.

These people were all dressed in blood robes, and there was even a sinister ghost head embroidered on their chests.

"Southern Wind Province, Ghost Sect!"

Lin Ming's pupils constricted when he saw the clothes of these people.

Because...

He found the origin of these people from the original memories of this body.

Southern Wind Province, Ghost Sect.

A sect that was several times stronger than the Spacious Sect, although they were all sects within the Heavenly Cloud Kingdom.

In fact, they were all Grade 9 sects. However, the strength of the Ghost Sect was incomparably strong.

It was the strongest Grade 9 sect in the entire Southwind Province.

Sects were also divided into different grades. For example, the Spacious Sect and the Earth Fiend Sect were both Grade 9 sects. They were the strongest sect, and on the surface, they were at the peak of the Origin Core Stage.

Once one stepped into the Creation Stage, he would be qualified to be assessed as a Grade 8.

Even Grade 9 sects were divided into strong and weak.

The Ghost Sect was one of the upper tier sects in the Grade 9, while the Spacious Sect was one of the last.

"Kid, why are you covering your face? Our Ghost Sect is carrying out a mission. Everyone who passes by here must stop and cooperate with the inspection."

A disciple of the Ghost Sect had a huge black mole on his face.

He stared at Lin Ming with a fierce gaze and ordered.

* Hua La...... *

At the same time.

The surrounding people formed a circular shape, surrounding Lin Ming in the middle.

Lin Ming's heart skipped a beat.

He had been careless when he saw the city in the distance just now.

However, this group of disciples from the Ghost Sect, perhaps they were slacking off, or perhaps they were cunning. They actually squatted on the tree.0

It was impossible to guard against them.

"Chi!"

In the next moment.

Without any hesitation, Lin Ming took out the silver dragon spear in his hand and turned it into a sharp silver light. It pierced through the void and rushed forward.

"How dare you attack? You are courting death!"

* Hong *

The people around them were instantly enraged.

However, Lin Ming's spear was just too fast.

"Four Divine Spears, White Tiger Style!"

Roar!

In order to end the battle quickly, Lin Ming unleashed his spear of slaughter, and even fused 10% of the spear intent into it!

"Ah! Puchi!"

A blood-curdling scream was heard. The disciple who had a black mole on his face had his forehead penetrated by Lin Ming, and he died instantly.

The suppression of the Concept was similar to killing a chicken when Lin Ming killed an opponent at the same cultivation level.

"Run!"

The surrounding disciples of the Ghost Sect were scared silly.

They wanted to flee, but Lin Ming's Silver Dragon Spear was even faster. It turned into a ray of light and pierced through their hearts from behind.

Lin Ming didn't even have the time to loot their corpses. He kept his spear and was about to flee.

But...

At this moment, a powerful aura rushed over like a furious lion and enveloped Lin Ming.

"Where are you going?!"

"Boom!"

In the next instant.

A fist light was aimed at Lin Ming's back.

Lin Ming could only dodge because of his powerful Qi. However, at this moment, the figure had already arrived in front of him.

The Qi was wreaking havoc in the void.

A peak Heavenly Origin Stage warrior!

Lin Ming's pupils constricted!

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