Chapter 892: The Fall of Jin Wuming

erson!Could it be... that I've traveled through timeBesides the mirror on the bedside table, which was clearly in a bad feng shui position, Shi Yu also found three books beside it.Shi Yu picked up the..."Who"

When Jin Wuming saw several of his disciples being killed, his expression changed drastically.

And,

It's not that he didn't want to rescue,

But because several of his disciples were being attacked at the same time, he himself was locked down by a terrifying aura. As long as he made even the slightest move, he would face a devastating attack!

"Jin Wuming, tonight is your death day!"

A cold voice reached Jin Wuming's ear,

Next,

Heiyun Patriarch, Bright Moon Sword God, Yin Yang Ancient Emperor, and Zhang Family's First Ancestor walked out from the void.

It's you! What do you want to do

Jin Wuming questioned calmly, while scanning his surroundings!

He knew things were bad and wanted to find a chance to escape!

The positioning of the four powerful contenders had clearly blocked all his escape routes.

"Such a stupid question, you can even ask it We came here together, of course, to get rid of you!"

"To dare to stand against us for Lin Feng, you truly are courting death!"

Black Cloud Ancestor's voice was icy cold, he took the lead and made a move, unleashing a magical attack that caused the void in the room to distort!

"Are you insane You dare kill me Don't you fear the revenge of my Heavenly Gate"

Jin Wuming desperately blocked the attacks of Heiyun Patriarch.

He was both shocked and angry.

I didn't expect to see such a scene at all.

"桀桀桀"

The Black Cloud Patriarch laughed sinisterly, then coldly addressed the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor and the others.

"How many more will stand idly by before things are exposed"

"Up!"

Yin Yang Gugudi and the others hesitated for a moment, but still all rushed towards Jinnuming!

"You"

Jin Wuming's heart was as cold as ice.

His strength has not yet reached the second rank. At this moment, he is besieged by four second-rank powerhouses and has no power to resist!

In the blink of an eye, it was battered and bruised, its very soul threatened with shattering.

Before dying,

Jin Wuming's expression was ferocious. He unleashed the Heavenly Gate secret technique, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The blood transformed into a blood crow,

He cried out in despair:

"Master Teacher, the one who killed me is..."

"Bad! This is the Heavenly Gate Transmission Art."

The Heavenly Sword God's expression changed slightly, his sword pointed at Blood Raven and attacked. Unexpectedly, Blood Raven was quite spiritual, dodging the attack and then rushing into the void, disappearing in a blink of an eye!

At the same time,

Even the fiery spirit of Jin Wuming was extinguished, his body, covered in blood, crashed heavily to the ground. His eyes were wide open, staring into death with a look of disbelief!

A super-powerful Daoist patriarch died such a humiliating death!

Mingyue Jian Shen and others looked at Jin Wuming's ferocious face, their hearts trembling a little!

They know there's no turning back.

Fortunately, Jin Wu-ming had only spoken half of what he was about to say. Otherwise, these several Daoist schools would have surely invited a torrential downpour of retribution from Tianmen.

"Master Heiyun, what should we do next"

The Sword God of the Moonlit Night, troubled in heart, asked.

The black cloud ancestor let out a strange laugh.

Early the next morning,

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes from meditation.

One night of cultivation,

He felt his foundation growing more solid, almost half a foot into the Tribulation Realm.

As long as he is willing, he can overcome the tribulation at any time.

According to Lingyun's words, today the Divine Clan will come from their ancestral land. I wonder which ones they will be Will there be any old acquaintances I recognize

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then asked himself in his heart:

"Xiao Ta, do you think I would have a few chances if I crossed the tribulation now"

"Your tribulation is very similar to the one my previous master faced. If it's truly a world-ending tribulation, with your current strength that's neither high nor low, the chances of safely surviving are less than 30%."

Xiao Ta said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Is that really exaggerated"

Lin Feng's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Hehehe! You little rascal have done so many outrageous things, who knows if the heavenly tribulation will be even worse than my master's. At that time, it might be a sure death!"

"Your tone sounds very happy"

"Generally, people would be happy."

"Well, if we encounter danger later, I'll just throw you out to take the lightning!"

Lin Feng said lightly.

"You old geezer!!!"

Little Tower panicked.

"Ooh la la"

Just then,

The door was suddenly knocked on urgently, and the second senior sister's anxious voice came from outside:

"Little brother, something terrible has happened!"

Lin Feng immediately got up, opened the door, and looked at his second senior sister's panicked face, frowning and asked:

"What's wrong"

"A nameless senior passed away, their body was found in the Spiritless Swamp. Senior Lu Ning's disciples came to notify us, they want you to go and take a look."

Second Sister's face was pale, and she spoke word by word.

"What!"

Lin Feng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately ran towards the outside.

And just as Lin Feng left not long ago.

A mysterious figure, shrouded in a black robe and emanating an aura of death, stepped out from the void and stood before Second Senior Sister. His voice was raspy as he spoke:

"Second Sister, long time no see."

Very soon.

Lin Feng had arrived at the outermost edge of the Nether Marsh.

At this moment,

This area is bustling with people.

A group of people gathered in a circle.

And in the center of the crowd,

Jin Wu-ming's lifeless body lay there, stiff and still.

His eyes were wide open, his gray orbs filled with despair and fury, as if he had encountered something terrifying before his death.

"Amitabha!"

A monk in ancient robes sits cross-legged, hands clasped together, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Ning stood to one side, his expression gloomy and uncertain, deep in thought.

"Get out of my way!!"

Lin Feng forcefully parted the crowded throng and made his way to the center.

After seeing Jin Wuming's unwilling and dying expression,

His heart couldn't help but turn cold.

This senior was really nice to him!

From the first time we met in the secluded realm of the Western Sea, he had a kind and approachable demeanor.

Later, he was besieged and killed by many factions. Elder Jīn Wúmíng also stepped forward resolutely, vowing to support him!

"Even though they had parted ways last night, everything was still fine."

Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of unease and discomfort filling his chest.

He is both sad and angry at this moment!

Suddenly, I really want to kill someone!

"Lin Feng, you're here!"

Lu Ning spoke up.

"What on earth happened How could Elder Jin die in the Nether Swamp like this"

Lin Feng looked grim.

"The specifics are unclear, but judging from the wounds, he was likely crushed easily. He barely resisted and was killed outright, his soul shattered."

Lu Ning said slowly.

Lin Feng's face grew even colder at this, a murderous aura emanating from his entire being that he couldn't suppress!an instant by this young master Lin just from a few words"Elder Niu, it's not that I don't give you face, but for this kind of person, I won't send him on his way. Sooner or later, someone else will."...