Urban Super Emperor

If Lin Nan were to use the same Great Luo Heaven-Destroying Palm, even the Saint Ancestor, Dao Ancestor and even the Quasi-Emperor would be beaten to death like ants.

But Lin Momo and Ling'er, even if they use the Great Luo Heaven-Destroying Palm with all their strength, they can kill the monks in the middle stage of the Immortal King, which is already their limit.

You must know that killing a strong person in the middle stage of the Immortal King with the cultivation level of the late Golden Immortal is no longer something that a genius monk can do in cross-level combat.

No matter how talented you are, if you want to kill the opponent across so many realms, it is impossible to do so.

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

The most powerful person at the peak of Golden Immortal, one of the twelve sons of Qingming, looked at Lin Momo coldly, with a domineering tone in his voice.

This person is the fourth son among the twelve sons of Qing Ming.

Standing next to him were the other twelve sons of Qing Ming.

However, in Lin Momo's mind, she found that a person was still sitting there, not moving at all. At the same time, the aura on this person is also the most powerful.

This person is the first son among the twelve sons of Qing Ming.

"You tried to steal my points, but I counterattacked."

Lin Momo glanced at everyone and said calmly.

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

"If that's the case, then use your life to pay for it today!"

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

After saying that, he turned his hand over and suddenly there was an immortal treasure sword in his hand.

The immortal treasure sword was surrounded by powerful Taoist light, like thousands of little dragons, wandering around, emitting a heart-stopping power that made people shudder.

"The fourth son will be the best fairy treasure when he takes action. I'm afraid this girl will be killed on the spot."

"Each of the twelve sons of our Qingming Sect has strength comparable to that of a strong person in the early stage of the Immortal King. If we want to kill this little girl, we won't be able to capture it easily."

"Yes, this little girl deserves it. She actually killed my Qingming Sect disciples, and also defeated Senior Brother Li. If the fourth son hadn't taken action just now, I'm afraid Senior Brother Li would have died again!"

"Senior Brother Fourth, kill this female doll and avenge the disciples of Qingming Sect!"

at this time.

The monks who were watching suddenly started talking one by one. As disciples of Qingming Sect, they naturally wanted to kill Lin Momo.

The fourth son of the Qingming Sect also looked angry at this time, flipping the fairy treasure sword in his hand, and was about to take action.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Lin Momo raised her little hand to stop the opponent's attack.

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

After hearing Lin Momo's words, the fourth son of Qingming Sect, although he did not take action directly, said with a sarcastic expression.

In his opinion, Lin Momo must die today, and there is no use begging for mercy.

"That's right. If you hadn't killed our Qingming Sect disciples, everything would have been fine. Now, begging for mercy is no longer an option!"

"Yes, today, you must die!"

The other disciples of Qingming Sect also said continuously.

Lin Momo held her forehead, and then, with a helpless look on her face, she said slowly: "I want to say... you all come together!"

"What? Did I hear correctly?"

"This little girl actually asked us to come together? That's so presumptuous!"

"Arrogant! Ignorant!"

"It's so reckless!"

Hearing Lin Momo's words, the group of Qingming Sect monks were stunned for a moment, and then they all started to curse angrily.

For a mere little girl, letting the fourth son of the Qingming Sect deal with you is already a huge honor.

Go together? What a joke!

You must know that each of the twelve sons of Qingming is no less powerful than the Immortal King in the early stage. Together they are eleven people, which is equivalent to eleven monks in the early stage of the Immortal King.

In addition to the rest of the core disciples at the peak of Jinxian and the outer disciples at the later stage of Jinxian.

Even a strong man in the middle stage of the Immortal King here would probably not dare to say such arrogant words.

This is simply too reckless.

"court death!"

At this time, the fourth son of Qing Ming was also burning with anger, his face was gloomy, almost dripping with water.

When had their Qingming Sect disciples been so underestimated?

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

Uh-huh!

The fourth son of Qing Ming waved the top-grade immortal treasure in his hand, and suddenly a huge light curtain swept towards Lin Momo as if tearing apart the heaven and earth.

On the huge light curtain, powerful auras of Taoism and Dharma surrounded it, almost swallowing up the entire void.

But at this time, Lin Momo curled her lips and said lightly, "I originally wanted you to come together, but you didn't find it interesting. In this case, I will let you see my true strength!"

After saying that, Lin Momo raised her little hand and slapped it forward.

Daluo's Heaven-Destroying Palm!

Buzz!

A huge shadow of a palm suddenly appeared out of thin air. The phantom of the palm exuded immense power, like blocking out the sky and the sun, and faced the attack of Qing Ming's fourth son.

Lin Momo used her full strength with this palm.

boom!

Almost instantly, Lin Momo's palm easily shattered Qing Ming's fourth son's attack without any loss at all, and she pressed towards Qing Ming's fourth son again.

"What! This, how is this possible!"

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

"Oh my god, what kind of magical power is this!"

All the Qingming Sect monks were stunned when they felt the frightening aura of the avenue coming from the shadow of Lin Momo's huge palm.

There was a flash of panic in their eyes, and some were even almost unsteady and wanted to escape immediately.

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

The blow that he was originally proud of was shattered like a chicken and a dog under the opponent's palm. Not only that, the opponent's palm showed almost no loss and attacked him again.

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

"Who is this female doll? How could she be so strong!"

The fourth son of Qingming roared in his heart.

As one of the Twelve Sons of Qing Ming, he has already reached the limit of the peak realm of Golden Immortal.

But now, he discovered that just a little girl was far ahead of him. Even the first son of Qing Ming was probably far behind him.

Is this still the Golden Immortal monk?

The fourth son of Qing Ming could no longer imagine it.

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

So you can be sure that the other party has definitely not reached the Immortal King Stage!

He has not reached the realm of Immortal King, but he has such terrifying strength. Among the five major forces, there is no such strong young man among them.

At this moment, the other twelve Qing Ming disciples also had horrified expressions on their faces.

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.

Second, everyone must work together to take over this hand.

After all, there are eleven of them, the Twelve Sons of Qingming, and each of them is equivalent to a strong person in the early stage of the Immortal King. Such monks may not be able to withstand Lin Momo's palm if they join forces.

Moreover, among them is the first son of Qing Ming, who is even more powerful, almost on par with the monks in the middle stage of the Immortal King.