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"Hum..." then a cold hum full of killing intention came out of the ghost King's mouth, and a very gloomy voice came out:

"But that's all. I don't care who you are, who dares to enter hell, and even if you enter the tenth floor, you will die

If I hit it with the second hand, you will die. "

With a bang, the ghost king once again hit Lin Ming's chest with his hands as fast as thunder.

Because of the psychological preparation, the Dragon Spirit has already transmitted the suction, so in the moment when Lin Ming's chest is bombarded by the ghost King's hands, the Dragon Spirit will absorb all the terrible power and the strong hell atmosphere together.

This time, Lin Ming just stepped back dozens of times, and then stood still, looking like he had no damage at all.

"You actually took the second palm of my king..."

There was no surprise. Seeing such a scene, the ghost King's eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme amazement

"Even if he was one of the ten halls of Yama, he could not resist my second hand so easily

Die

The last big drink also came from the ghost king. Although the ghost king stood still, with his hands beating out, countless dark and inky palms were beating at Lin Ming.

"If you don't die, I'll be the king of ghosts..."

The ghost king was full of self-confidence. He was confident that Lin Ming would die under his hand.

Sure enough, in an instant, Lin Ming was drowned in the dark shadow of his hand.

"Well? What's going on? " But suddenly, the ghost King's face suddenly changed.

Because the scene he expected didn't appear, it was Lin Ming who died under his hand.

On the contrary, Lin Ming took his lead again.

It was just in this moment that the ghost king was stunned. It was Lin Ming's turn.

There was a flash of chaotic light in his palms, which revealed an extremely powerful breath. Lin Ming looked at the ghost king with an expressionless face and said:

"The strength of the ghost king is nothing more than that. You have already done it. Let me show you my strength..."

A whirring sound of palm wind was heard, and Lin Ming's palms beat out toward the ghost king. Then he saw a series of palm shadows flying, dense, at least more than ten times more than the black palm shadows just now.

"What kind of palm technique is this?"

A cry of surprise came from the ghost King's mouth. At this moment, a flash of chaos light and palm shadow completely submerged the ghost king.

"Ah..." a scream came out immediately.

In a short time of three or four seconds, there was a bang, and the ghost King exploded directly, and turned into a very strong black air. Naturally, it was the smell of hell, and he wanted to flee to the distance.

"Want to escape?"

Lin Ming gave out a sneer. This time, a chain flew out and sent out a suction, which absorbed the hell breath of the ghost king.

Lin Ming once again completely restrained his breath and quickly left.

At that moment, he clearly felt that at least thousands of ghost kings were shocked by the sudden movement.

In fact, even though he killed a ghost king in an instant with a move of chaos God's palm, he exerted 90% of the power of chaos God's palm, and there was a trace of exhaustion.

All of a sudden, if thousands of ghost kings rushed over, he would be torn to pieces by many ghost kings before he could even display the dragon spirit.

After all, in Lin Ming's opinion, the speed of the ghost king is a little too strong.

After a short time away from tens of thousands of meters, Lin Ming tried his best to run the breathing method, but he also recovered completely.

"Well?"

All of a sudden, Lin Ming's face showed a touch of joy. He suddenly felt that there was an abnormal change in his breath.

He can't know exactly what this abnormal change means, but he feels that with the appearance of this abnormal breath, he feels that his strength seems to have been slightly improved.

"Am I going to break through the realm of gathering spirit?"

Lin Ming was almost ecstatic. He intuitively realized that if he could break through the spirit gathering realm, it would be easy to deal with millions of ghost kings.

"It seems that killing a ghost king is not only good for a chain, but also good for the dragon soul. It's also good for my own strength..."

A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes.

The figure disappears in the same place. Lin Ming returns to the place where he left just now.

The emperor of the Song Dynasty, who was still in the same place, had just come back to his senses. He thought that Lin Ming had run away and was about to go after him. Naturally, he was in a good shape.

Immediately after that, his mouth widened, showing a shape of 0, which could fit in a goose egg.

He saw that Lin Minggang seemed to have run away. Naturally, he should have been hurt a lot. But now, after he suddenly appeared, he had no damage at all.

Moreover, the emperor of song did not know whether it was his illusion or not. At this moment, he felt that Lin Ming's strength seemed to have been slightly improved.

In his eyes, he shook his head in disbelief: "it's impossible. At his early twenties, it's impossible for him to break through the spirit gathering realm and reach the soul transforming realm. In the whole small world, the number of strong people in the soul transforming realm is very few, very few..."

Immediately, the emperor of the Song Dynasty was also very sure of this idea in his heart. He believed that the feeling just now was just his illusion.

At present, the emperor of the Song Dynasty can not help but subconsciously play the spirit of twelve points, ready to sneak attack at any time.

"Bold boy, if you break into the tenth level of hell, you will kill a ghost King directly. I will draw out your soul and let you suffer from the torture of immortality..."

As soon as Lin Ming returned, there were thousands of ghost kings who discovered his existence at the same time. When he appeared, he had already surrounded Lin Ming.

The fierce hellish breath also attacked Lin Ming in an instant.

In the face of such a battle, Lin Ming naturally did not dare to be careless. Finally, for the first time, he used the power of 100% of his soul to protect himself.

"What..."

Naturally, it was the first time that I felt the power of the soul. Almost with one voice, a cry of surprise came from every ghost King's mouth.

Then see, each ghost king also show a face stunned shocked color, some Leng of looking at Lin Ming.

"You, you are the soul of the strong?"

Among them, a ghost King's voice showed a trace of shivering and asked Lin Ming.