269: C269 The Terrifying Soul Devouring Cold Wind Lin Ming Had Already Died

C269 The Terrifying Soul Devouring Cold Wind Lin Ming Had Already Died

At this moment, when Lin Ming saw the huge and bottomless wind valley, his scalp went numb.

It was indeed somewhat terrifying.

Furthermore, when they heard the words of the Feng Mansion's patriarch, the surrounding people of the Feng family became even more confident.

Their eyes were filled with ridicule and ridicule as they looked at Lin Ming.

This criminal who had killed a direct descendant and an elder of the Feng family would surely die here today!

Furthermore...

He was the one who was seeking his own death!

Even though Lin Ming was a little surprised when he saw this scene.

However, in an instant, the shock on the young man's face disappeared.

He asked himself.

This soul-devouring cold wind, do I want it or not?

Of course I want it.

Therefore, there was nothing to hesitate about. Lin Ming always followed his heart when doing things, even when it came to killing.

Therefore.

He had comprehended the clarity of the heart of the spear. This also prompted him to have a clearer mind and vision, so that he wouldn't be obscured by the clouds.

Hua.

In the next moment.

Lin Ming took a step forward while countless people from the Feng Mansion were laughing coldly.

With a flash, he appeared above the wind valley.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The endless cold wind howled. In the next moment, Lin Ming's figure once again took a step forward and entered the area that was enveloped by the Soul Devouring Cold Wind.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

In an instant, it was as if a hornet's nest had been poked. Lin Ming only felt the wind blades that blotted out the sky and covered the earth heading towards him.

In less than a tenth of a breath's time, the clothes on Lin Ming's body completely exploded.

"Argh!"

Some of the female cultivators from the Feng Mansion spat out softly, and their faces turned red.

Although the wind blades were whistling, they could not be seen clearly.

However, they could still see Lin Ming's slender figure standing tall like a spear.

"Smash him."

Feng Yi gritted his teeth.

Now.

He was the one who wished for Lin Ming to be killed by this Soul Devouring Cold Wind the most.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Chi, chi...

One wind blade after another slashed onto the surface of Lin Ming's skin, leaving white marks on the young man's body.

This caused Lin Ming to raise his eyebrows slightly.

Because...

The power of this wind blade was already very strong, and it was even comparable to an Earth Rank Low Grade Spirit Weapon. It was actually able to leave a mark on the surface of his skin.

And here.

It was merely the outermost region of the wind valley.

"This kid, what a terrifying physical body!"

The Lord of the Feng family, Feng Xiaotian, narrowed his eyes and said in a serious tone.

In the past, the geniuses of the Feng family had entered this wind valley by relying on the movement technique of the Feng family, which could reduce many injuries.

There was no doubt about it.

The current Lin Ming was definitely going to face it head on.

This was ridiculous.

Boom!

In the next moment.

An explosive sound rang out from within the wind valley, and Lin Ming's body suddenly moved forward by a few hundred meters.

It gave the people in the outer perimeter a huge fright.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

Wisps of blood shot out.

"Dragon's Inverse Scale!"

Lin Ming let out a low roar, and the surface of his skin started to produce friction sounds as green scales appeared on his skin.

When the wind blade cut onto it, it left behind a sharp metallic sound.

And...

Sparks flew everywhere.

Finally, a serious expression appeared on the youth's face.

Just by moving forward a thousand feet, he was able to cut open his skin. This Soul Devouring Cold Wind was quite interesting.

Moreover, strands of coldness continuously seeped into his body, as if they were going to freeze him to death.

It was to the extent where...

His soul was also experiencing a slight pain.

Soul Devouring Cold Wind, just like its name, actually possessed the might of Soul Devouring Extinguishing Soul. It was indeed terrifying!

Currently, Lin Ming's entire body was covered by green dragon scales, and he once again took a step forward.

Ding, ding, ding, ding...

The cutting power continued to increase, and some of the green dragon scales even began to distort. However, the young man did not hesitate at all.

He continued to shoot towards the depths of the wind valley.

"Body kiln!"

Boom.

Finally, when they were ten thousand feet away, Lin Ming summoned the physical body kiln.

Because...

The current soul-devouring cold wind was enough to shatter the protection of his Reverse Dragon Scale.

The moment the Qi and Blood Furnace appeared, the wind blades within a hundred feet radius of Lin Ming charged in, but they were still being refined by the furnace!

Hiss.

When they saw this scene, the eyes of the people from the Feng Mansion widened.

What kind of monster was this?

What a terrifying qi and blood energy, it could even melt the wind blades created by the Soul Devouring Cold Wind!

Feng Yi's body trembled, cold sweat dripping down his face.

The Qi and Blood Furnace above his head that could melt everything continued to shoot towards the depths of the wind valley.

Wuwuwu...

Another ten thousand feet!

However, the soul-devouring cold wind here was already extremely terrifying. Even Lin Ming's Qi and Blood Furnace would definitely not be completely refined.

It kept chopping at Lin Ming's body.

At this moment, even the reverse scale of the azure dragon had many cracks on it.

Blood splashed out!

Very quickly, Lin Ming was like a bloody man, dripping with blood.

In the outside world, the people from the Feng Mansion finally revealed a smile.

Feng Xiaotian gazed into the depths of the wind valley and muttered, "I'm afraid that this Soul Devouring Cold Wind has already developed its intelligence. As time passes, it will become more and more terrifying."

"I'm afraid that in less than a hundred years, it will take the initiative to leave my Feng Mansion. At that time, no one will be able to stop it anymore."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Fresh blood kept spurting out. The 30 meter tall body of the Fiendgod Tyrant Body Spell was a terrifying realm.

It could continuously heal Lin Ming's physical body, but the pain of his physical body made Lin Ming suck in a cold breath of air even though he had a tough temper.

Besides...

This was secondary.

The most important thing was that within this soul-devouring cold wind, there was an all-pervasive chill.

It seemed to be able to freeze a martial artist's divine soul.

Once the divine soul was frozen, it would probably be directly devoured.

At that time, it would be difficult to save a deity!

"Fiendgod Tyrant Body Spell, refine it for me!"

Lin Ming roared in his heart.

This was Lin Ming's last trump card.

Because...

When he obtained the Fiendgod Tyrant Body Spell, there was a way for him to advance, which was to use the powerful force of the Heavens and Earth to stimulate his body.

There was no doubt about it.

This Soul Devouring Cold Wind was definitely one of them.

Weng.

The air trembled.

All of a sudden, the physical body kiln above the young man's head started circulating with a loud bang.

Streams of soul-devouring cold wind merged into Lin Ming's body. The young man's body seemed to have turned into a bloody mess in an instant.

The extreme pain on his body was accompanied by the pain of his soul being frozen.

Lin Ming's body seemed to have become rigid.

The speed at which he was walking towards the soul-devouring cold wind was becoming slower and slower, becoming more and more sluggish.

It was as if he was an old man who was on the verge of death.

This caused some of the young Prodigy in the outer perimeter of the Feng Mansion to let out excited cries.

Because...

They knew that the moment Lin Ming's body stopped moving, it would be the moment when the young man would die.

At a certain moment.

When he was less than 300 meters away from the source of the Soul Devouring Cold Wind, Lin Ming's frozen body finally stopped.

In fact, he left a glaring bloody scar wherever he went.

"He's dead?"

"Wahaha... Hehehe..."

When Feng Yi saw this, he laughed hysterically. He even wanted to cry.0

The rest of them.

The same thing happened.

Including the experts from the Feng Mansion who were sent flying by Lin Ming's punches and kicks, they all revealed a smile.

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