162: C162 In the Depths of the Mountain the Movement of a Treasure Map Could be Seen

C162 In the Depths of the Mountain the Movement of a Treasure Map Could be Seen

"Don't let me touch him, otherwise, his bones will be shattered inch by inch, and only then will I be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Wang Hao's expression was gloomy.

He said fiercely.

"Hehe..."

The surrounding people laughed mockingly.

After all, Wang Hao had humiliated himself in Dragon Tiger City that day, and he looked extremely pathetic.

Wang Hao's heart was boiling with anger when he heard the mockery of others.

In the next moment, this hatred turned into a crazy hatred towards Lin Ming.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden.

Just as they were about to find Lin Ming, a clear roar of dragon sounded out from the crowd.

Swoosh!

The figure in the moon robe appeared in front of everyone.

"Lin... Lin Ming!"

They were shocked.

Then, cold sweat dripped down.

They knew that Lin Ming was absolutely ruthless and decisive.

That day, even Saber Demon was nailed to the bridge.

"Everyone, are you looking for me?"

Lin Ming said with a cold smile.

"No, no!"

"Lin Ming, don't misunderstand. We are just joking with you. We will leave now, we will leave now!"

When they were truly facing this devil...

They were completely terrified.

Swish.

A sound that was as easy as tofu was heard.

Weng.

The tip of the spear was still trembling. A Blood Spear blocked the direction that everyone was about to leave in.

"Everyone, I, Lin Ming, use virtue to convince people. If that's the case, don't say that I didn't give you all the chance. Hand over the storage ring on your bodies and you can stay alive."

"It's a good deal."

Lin Ming's face was filled with a harmless smile.

"Lin Ming, you are too..."

A martial artist ranked 90th on the Dragon Whelp Leaderboard angrily roared.

After all.

They were the peerless Prodigy of the major sects, an existence revered by tens of thousands of people. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?

Not to mention, their entire fortune was in their storage ring.

If they handed over their storage ring, their cultivation base would probably not be able to improve for a long period of time.

Puchi!

However...

In the next moment, a spear light pierced through his heart and nailed him to the ground, causing blood to gurgle out.

Hiss.

Upon seeing this, everyone present sucked in a breath of cold air.

How ruthless!

Then, the youth stepped forwards and plucked the storage ring from the martial artist's hand.

"Look, I really want to make friends with everyone here. I can take it myself without any effort."

Lin Ming waved the storage ring in his hand.

He said with a smile.

... ""

Upon seeing this.

One after another, everyone shivered in fear.

At this moment, Lin Ming's smile was like the tears of a crocodile to them.

I'll bite you while you're at it.

He cried at the same time.

Tell me, are you angry?

However, there was nothing he could do.

They hesitated. After all, if they were killed, they wouldn't be able to keep their storage ring.

Without the treasure in the storage ring.

They could still store it.

But, if he lost his life...

Without a doubt, they were shaken.

Even though they were the monstrous geniuses of the Dragon Whelp Leaderboard, they were still afraid at this moment.

"Everyone, don't believe him. This man is a murderous devil. He won't let us go even if we hand over the storage ring."

"If we attack together, we might be able to fight him!"

Wang Hao shouted with a ferocious expression.

After all.

He knew.

If these people handed over the storage ring, they might still have a chance to live.

But he, Wang Hao, would die without a doubt.

"Roar!"

While the others were still in a daze, they hesitated.

A clear roar of dragon sounded.

"Martial God Creation System, upgrade, comprehension of leg intent."

Ding! Comprehension of leg intent, upgrade... 20%... 30%... 50% Leg Intent... Condense!

Boom.

"You are courting death!"

Wang Hao threw out a punch.

However, what welcomed him was Lin Ming's kick.

"Leg Intent, 50%!"

The faces of the surrounding demons who felt Lin Ming's fifty percent Leg Intent changed dramatically.

Because...

Previously, outside the Dragon Tiger City, Lin Ming had already revealed 80% of his spear intent, as well as his identity as a Spirit Pattern Master.

And now, he had even grasped 50% of the leg intent.

A monster.

Abnormal.

At this moment, a deep sense of helplessness arose in their hearts.

"Roar!"

Blood flowed like mercury in Lin Ming's legs.

At this moment.

The young man's legs weighed more than a million kilograms, and they were infused with the power of a flood dragon!

Crack.

Bang.

Both of Wang Hao's fists that were aimed at Lin Ming were instantly broken. In the next moment, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, they were crushed into pieces.

His body was also trampled under Lin Ming's feet.

At this moment.

The hatred and hatred in Wang Hao's eyes had completely transformed into fear!

Deep fear.

"You want to kill me?"

"A Grade 9 sect's Misty Cloud Sect is your trump card?"

Crack.

Lin Ming's icy cold words fell. In the next moment, before Wang Hao could reply.

"Awoo!"

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

Wang Hao also let out a miserable howl like a pig being slaughtered.

"If you want to break my bones inch by inch, why don't you try it first?"

He howled miserably for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

He had completely lost his breath.

In the surroundings, those few genius at Dragon Whelp Leaderboards could only feel their scalps turning numb. This Lin Ming, even though he was young, his small hands were still black.

Furthermore, he was narrow-minded and would definitely seek revenge for the smallest grievance.

"Everyone, I just want to make friends. There's no need to make a move."

Lin Ming looked at the remaining people.

They swallowed hard.

This kid was too monstrous. He definitely had the strength to be ranked in the top ten of the Dragon Whelp Leaderboard.

Facing them, he was completely crushing them.

The lamentable thing was that these reckless fellows were still looking for Lin Ming, hoping to obtain a generous reward.

"Of course. Of course, we acknowledge Brother Lin Ming as our friend. My storage ring is just a small token of my respect. I hope you can accept it."

Lin Ming:... ""

The others:... "

"Mine, I hope brother Lin Ming will accept it."

"I hope so."

...

The few of them threw down the storage ring and ran away as fast as they could.2

Lin Ming did indeed take it with a smile.

These guys were all monstrous geniuses of their respective sects.

Within the storage ring, there were cultivation methods, martial skills, spirit herbs, and Spirit Stone. There was nothing lacking.

Currently, Lin Ming's Spirit Stone probably had around three to four thousand pieces.

And what made Lin Ming smile was...

These few people had contributed more than twenty Demonic Cores to him, and it was still warm.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Right at this moment.

Several hundred miles to the west, a spatial ripple appeared.

At the same time.

Lin Ming flipped his palm and two leather scrolls made of unknown materials appeared. There were some mountains and rivers drawn on them.

That was right.

Lin Ming had obtained the incomplete treasure map that Tian Muyang and the young master of the Ding family had given him at the auction.

At this moment.

These two incomplete treasure maps seemed to have sensed something. They flickered with light as they flew towards the source of the unusual phenomenon.

"Interesting."

Lin Ming's eyes were filled with interest.

Without hesitation.

He grabbed the incomplete treasure map and shot it toward the location where the unusual phenomenon had occurred.

At the place where the strange phenomenon had occurred.

A sinister laugh rang out: "Found it, found it. When I obtain the inheritance, Lin Ming, Spacious Sect, all of you will be reduced to ashes! "

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