There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

Whoosh!

At this moment, the figure of Qing Ming's first son also moved. He knew that if he didn't make a move, the other ten Qing Ming twelve sons might not be able to catch this palm.

"If you want to make a move, pass me first!"

At this moment, a small figure flashed, blocking the path of Qing Ming's first son, it was Ling'er.

Seeing Ling'er flipped her hand, she suddenly shot forward with a palm.

Big Luo destroys the palm of the sky!

Hum!

The same huge phantom shadow of the palm shot out from Ling'er's hand, and instantly pressed towards the first son of Qing Ming.

"Oh my God!"

At this moment, the heart of Qing Ming's first son was like a stormy sea.

Two female dolls, only eight or nine years old, but both possess such combat power, this...is this still a human!

Originally Qing Ming's first son thought that only Lin Momo was so powerful, but he didn't expect that Ling'er's palm was not weaker than Lin Momo's palm.

The other Twelve Qing Ming sons can join hands to hold Lin Momo's palm at the same time, but at this moment, he can only use one person to hold Ling'er's palm.

He is even a bit more dangerous than the other Qing Mingzong disciples.

Huh!

The first son of Qingming didn't dare to neglect, he flipped his hand quickly, and the best immortal treasure in his hand suddenly waved out. A huge white light was like a soaring waterfall, which was instantly excited and met Ling'er's palm.

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Momo's palm had already crashed down.

boom!

With a huge sound, Lin Momo's palm that covered the sky and sun directly bombarded the disciple of Qing Mingzong.

Including ten of Qingming's twelve sons, plus the other core disciples of the Golden Immortal Peak, and the inner disciples of the late Golden Immortal, under this palm, one by one suddenly vomited blood, and his face was like a piece of white paper.

thump! thump! thump!

A powerful golden immortal expert, at this time, is like a ruined cloth, scattered everywhere.

puff!

Qing Ming's second son was pale, his whole body slumped on the ground, and another blood spurted out of his mouth.

The immortal treasure long sword in the hands of Qing Ming's third son had fallen aside, and the whole person passed out into a coma.

Qing Ming's fourth son was shattered with one arm, and there was no place in his whole body. It was in tatters, like a beggar who had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

"you……"

Qing Ming's fourth son was terrified at this time, wondering what kind of existence he had provoked, so powerful.

But before he said a word, he passed out.

Qingming's fifth son...

Qingming's sixth son...

At this time, none of Qing Ming's twelve sons were intact, almost all of them were half-worn and completely lost their combat effectiveness.

In addition to the ten Qing Ming twelve sons, only two core disciples of the Golden Fairy Peak survived. The others, including those outside disciples in the late Golden Fairy period, were all photographed under the palm of Lin Momo. The blood mist disappeared, and his death disappeared.

The two core disciples of the Golden Immortal Peak and the ten Qing Ming twelve sons were all due to their strong enough strength, coupled with the joint efforts of everyone, this was worthy of Lin Momo's palm and saved their lives.

As for combat effectiveness, it has long since been completely lost. Even if it recovers in the future, it is still unknown whether it can continue to cultivate and improve.

At the same time, Ling'er's palm was also taken.

boom!

The huge phantom palm of the hand collided with the Baimang waterfall of Qingming's first son in mid-air, and suddenly made a loud noise.

Then, I saw the terrifying Baimang Waterfall of Qingming's first son. Under Ling'er's palm, it was like a chicken and shingle, and it instantly shattered and turned into a mass of debris. , Dissipated in midair.

"What! How is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, Qing Ming's first son was stunned.

His most powerful blow, under the palm of the opponent, turned out to be like an egg hitting a stone, and he couldn't even block it.

escape!

At this time, Qing Ming's first son's heart was like a stormy sea, and there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to escape.

As for the other Twelve Qing Ming sons, he wanted to save, but he was powerless.

Whoosh!

The speed of Qing Ming's first son is not unpleasant, almost in the blink of an eye, he has appeared thousands of meters away.

At this speed, the average cultivator in the early stage of the Immortal King might not be able to match it.

But as soon as Qing Ming's first son escaped a kilometer, Ling'er's palm was already taken.

boom!

Afterwards, he heard a loud noise, Qing Ming's first son's body suddenly stagnated, and the whole person was photographed hundreds of meters underground.

puff!

After a few breaths, a figure crawled out of the cave hundreds of meters deep. It was the figure of Qing Ming's first son.

As soon as he appeared, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the whole person lost consciousness and passed out.

The twelve sons of the dignified Qingming Sect, among them the strength of the first son in the middle stage of the fairy king, they lost their combat effectiveness under the palm of Ling'er, and even their consciousness fell into a coma.

If he fills a palm and kills this person directly, it will be effortless.

You know, this is a powerful person comparable to the middle stage of the fairy king.

It can be seen that Lin Momo and Ling'er at this time, even if they were to behead the monks in the middle stage of the Immortal King, they probably wouldn't use a few tricks.

Of course, this can only be an ordinary middle-stage cultivator of the Immortal King. If you encounter a powerful and peerless genius among them, they will not be able to beheaded so easily.

Lin Momo and Ling'er glanced at each other. Just now, the core disciples and outer disciples of the Qingming Sect who were killed have provided them with hundreds of points.

At this moment, their points have reached one thousand and two hundred.

And this is not counting the still alive twelve Qing Ming sons and the two core disciples of the Golden Immortal Peak Realm.

Subsequently, the two female dolls directly awakened all the unconscious Jinxian disciples.

"Are you handing over the points in your hands now, or are my sisters beheading you and earning points directly?"

Lin Momo looked at the Qing Mingzong disciple lying limp in front of him, and said lightly.

"Here, I am, I am here for you!"

A core disciple of the Golden Immortal Peak heard Lin Momo's words and said quickly.

"I will give it too!"

Another core disciple of the Golden Immortal Peak also climbed over again and again and handed the points to Lin Momo.

The two of them can be said to be fatal. If there is a slight difference, they were killed by Lin Momo just now. Now they both have a feeling of being left behind.

"I give!"

"I will give it too!"

"Don't dare not give it!"

"We give it all!"

At this time, Qing Ming's twelve sons lowered their noble heads one by one, and quickly handed their points to Lin Momo and Ling'er.

After all, even the first son of Qingming couldn't catch the palm of the little girl. If they were the twelve sons of Qingming, if they were not reconciled, they would immediately be killed on the spot.

Subsequently.

After harvesting the points of the twelve Qing Ming sons and the two core disciples of the Golden Immortal Peak, the points of Lin Momo and Ling'er soared to two thousand five hundred!