There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

The same Da Luo Mie Tian Palm, if Lin Nan came to use it, even the holy ancestors, Taoist ancestors, and even quasi-emperors would be shot to death like ants.

But Lin Momo and Ling'er, even if they used the Da Luo Mie Tian Palm with all their strength, they could kill the monks in the middle stage of the Immortal King, which was considered the limit.

You must know that it is no longer possible for genius monks to leapfrog battles to kill the strong in the middle stage of the Immortal King with the cultivation base of the late Golden Immortal.

No matter how incomparable the talent is, it is impossible to kill the opponent across so many realms.

"Little girl, it seems that I underestimated you!"

One of the Twelve Sons of Qingming, the extremely strong man at the peak of Jinxian looked at Lin Momo coldly, with a domineering arrogance in his tone.

This person is the fourth of Qingming's twelve sons.

And standing beside him were the rest of the Qingming Twelve Sons.

However, in Lin Momo's divine sense, he found that one person was still sitting there, not moving at all. At the same time, the aura on this person is also the strongest.

This person is the first of the twelve sons of Qingming.

"You wanted to snatch my points, but I just snatched them back."

Lin Momo glanced at the crowd and said calmly.

Ling'er was also standing beside Lin Momo, and the two girls had no fear at the moment.

"Since that's the case, you can use your life to repay it today!"

The fourth son of Qingming sneered, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

After speaking, he flipped his hand, and suddenly there was an immortal treasure long sword in his hand.

That fairy treasure long sword, surrounded by powerful Dao Zemang, is like thousands of little dragons, wandering around, a palpitating power, radiating out, making people shudder.

"The fourth son is a top-grade fairy treasure as soon as he makes a move. I'm afraid this girl will be killed on the spot."

"Each of the twelve sons of our Qing Mingzong has the strength comparable to that of the early immortal kings. If we want to kill this female doll, it is not easy to capture."

"That's right, this girl deserves what she deserves. She even beheaded my Qing Mingzong disciple, and also defeated Senior Brother Li. If it wasn't for the fourth son's attack just now, I'm afraid Senior Brother Li would die again!"

"Senior Brother Fourth, kill this girl and avenge the disciples of Qing Mingzong!"

at this time.

The monks who were watching were discussing one by one. As disciples of Qing Mingzong, they naturally hoped to kill Lin Momo.

And the fourth son of the Qing Mingzong also had a sullen expression at this time, flipping the immortal treasure long sword in his hand, he was about to strike.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Lin Momo stopped the opponent's attack with a raised hand.

"What? I want to beg for mercy now, it's too late!"

Hearing Lin Momo's words, although the fourth son of the Qing Mingzong didn't make a direct move, he said it with a sarcasm on his face.

In his opinion, Lin Momo must die today, and begging for mercy is useless.

"That's right. If you hadn't killed our Qing Mingzong disciple, everything would be fine, but now, begging for mercy is no good!"

"Yes, today, you must die!"

The rest of the disciples of Qing Mingzong also said repeatedly.

Lin Momo helped her forehead, and then, with a hint of helplessness on her face, she said slowly, "I just want to say...you guys go together!"

"What? Did I hear correctly?"

"This little girl actually let us do it together? It's just too presumptuous!"

"Arrogance! Ignorance!"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

Hearing Lin Momo's words, the monks of the Qing Mingzong were stunned for a moment, and then they all cursed angrily.

For a mere little girl, letting Qing Mingzong's fourth son deal with you is already a great deal of face.

Go together? Just kidding!

You must know that each of the twelve sons of Qingming is no less than the strength of the early stage of the Immortal King. Together, there are eleven people, which is equivalent to the joint efforts of eleven early-stage Immortal King monks.

In addition, the rest of the core disciples of Jinxian Peak and the outer disciples of Jinxian's later stage.

Even if a strong middle-stage Immortal King is here, I am afraid he would not dare to say such arrogant words.

This is simply too reckless.

"court death!"

At this time, the fourth son of Qingming was also burning with anger, his face was gloomy, and he could almost drip water.

Since when were their disciples of the Qingming Sect ever underestimated so much!

Today, he wants to chop this ignorant little girl into pieces with one sword.

Swish!

Qing Ming's fourth son waved the top-grade fairy treasure in his hand, and suddenly a huge light curtain swept towards Lin Momo like tearing apart the sky and the earth.

On the huge light curtain, one after another powerful Dao Ze Mang aura surrounds, almost devouring the void.

But at this time, Lin Momo curled her lips, and said lightly, "I wanted you to go up together, but I didn't know the fun. In this case, I will show you my real strength!"

After speaking, Lin Momo raised her little hand and slapped forward.

Da Luo Mietian Palm!

hum!

A huge palm phantom suddenly appeared out of thin air. On the phantom of the palm, there was a vast and incomparable power, as if covering the sky and covering the sun, it greeted the attack of the fourth son of Qingming.

With this palm, Lin Momo used all his strength.

boom!

Almost instantly, Lin Momo's palm easily smashed the attack of the fourth son of Qingming, without any loss at all, and pressed against the fourth son of Qingming again.

"What! This, how is this possible!"

"So strong, too... so terrifying!"

"My God, what kind of supernatural power is this!"

Feeling the palpitating aura of avenues coming from Lin Momo's huge phantom palm, all the monks of Qing Mingzong were stunned.

There was a flash of panic in their eyes, and some even couldn't stand still, wanting to flee immediately.

And the fourth son of Qingming also widened his eyes at this moment.

The blow that I was so proud of, under the opponent's palm, unexpectedly shattered like a chicken and a dog. Not only that, the opponent's palm almost didn't have any loss, and attacked me again.

The fourth son had no doubt that if he was hit by Lin Momo's palm, he would be smashed into pieces.

"Hey, who is this female doll? How could she be so strong!"

The fourth son of Qingming roared in his heart.

As the Twelve Sons of Qingming, he has already reached the limit of the peak of Jinxian.

But now, he found that just a little girl was far ahead of him, and even Qing Ming's first son, in front of her, was probably far behind.

Is this still a golden fairy monk!

The fourth son of Qingming couldn't imagine it anymore.

After all, the requirement for the monks participating in the Immortal Dao Association this time is that their cultivation should be below the realm of the Immortal King.

So it is certain that the other party has definitely not reached the Immortal King stage!

He has not reached the realm of the Immortal King, but has such terrifying strength. Among the five major forces, he cannot find such a strong young generation.

But at this moment, the rest of the Qingming Twelve Sons also had horrified expressions.

Facing that terrifying palm, they all quickly sacrificed the fairy treasures in their hands.

At this moment, they had only two choices, one was to flee immediately and watch the fourth son of Qingming being slapped to death by Lin Momo's palm.

The second is for everyone to work together to take over the palm of the hand.

After all, there are eleven of them, and each of them is equivalent to a strong man in the early stage of the Immortal King. Such a combination of monks may not be able to resist Lin Momo's palm.

What's more, among them is Qingming's first son, whose strength is even stronger, almost on par with the monks in the middle stage of Immortal King.

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