However, this method alone may not be enough to make the Zijin wither tribe fear him.
Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, the group of Zijin Withers launched their attack again.
This time, they have become a lot smarter. They only use a long distance to activate their innate magical power, which is a huge number of extremely powerful fireballs.
"Rumble..."
Under the leadership of the late second-order Zijinqiu, the remaining five mid-level second-order Zijinqiu opened their mouths and spit out a large number of fireballs.
Looking at it, the number of these fireballs was extremely huge, and they seemed to cover the sky and the sun.
And this scene only lasted for a blink of an eye. It was still scattered at first, but for some reason, countless fireballs gathered into a huge fireball.
This fireball is huge, bigger than the body of a Zijin withered body, and its surface is flaming, making it look extremely terrifying.
Seeing this huge fireball, Lin Tianming's expression changed and his expression became very solemn.
He also didn't expect that Zi Jinliu was so intelligent and knew how to combine attacks.
In his mind, if it was just a late-stage second-level Zijinqiao spitting out fireballs, he wouldn't have to worry about it at all. He could just crush it at will.
But the fireballs spit out by these six Zijin withers are fused together, and their power is at least several times greater than that of one alone.
Under such circumstances, the fused fireball was so powerful that even he felt the smell of death.
The last time this feeling occurred was during the fierce battle with the Silver-Eyed Fox.
But even so, Lin Tianming did not fall into panic, but became extremely calm.
At this moment, seeing the huge fireball coming towards him, Lin Tianming made a weird movement with his hands.
Soon, a red and blue fireball quietly appeared in his white hand.
Looking at it, the fireball was not big, and the aura on the surface was not strong. It was slowly spinning in his hand, swallowing up the weak spiritual energy around it from time to time.
In the eyes of others, there is nothing outstanding about this fireball.
But he knew in his heart that the fire in his hand was extremely ordinary on the surface, but inside it contained a trace of the True Flame of Blue Heart.
Don't underestimate this trace of true blue heart flame. After all, it is one of the strange fires in the world, comparable to the existence of the king of fire.
With this fireball, its power is probably no weaker than the fireball created by the combined force of purple and gold.
Understanding this, Lin Tianming looked calm and confident.
Immediately afterwards, he threw the fireball in his hand without hesitation, and it collided with the huge oncoming fireball.
"boom……"
There was a thunderous explosion in the sky.
At this time, on the battlefield not far away, Hu Yuan and the two Zijin withers he was fighting? Attracted by the deafening explosion, he actually stopped attacking at the same time.
Hu Yuan stared at the huge fire in the sky, with a look of shock on his face, and couldn't help but secretly gurgling in his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Lin really kept his secrets deep and refreshed my understanding over and over again, "His strength is truly the ceiling of a foundation-building monk, he is really abnormal! "
"Haha, I'm afraid this Zijinliu won't be able to make waves!"
Just when he was lost in thought, the moment the two fireballs, one large and one small, came into contact, mushroom clouds rose in the sky, illuminating the world as if it were daytime on a clear day.
At the same time, the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly increased, reaching an extremely terrifying level.
Under the strong temperature, the ground on the top of the mountain was melted by the high temperature, and a huge charred pit appeared out of thin air. It was also filled with a large number of burning sparks, and the smell of scorched lake came to the face.
At this moment, Lin Tianming seemed to have expected it, and he retreated more than a hundred feet before stopping.
But the five mid-level second-order Zijin withers present had no foresight.
At the same time as the fireball exploded, except for Zi Jinqiu, who was in the late second stage, he sensed the fatal crisis and escaped a certain distance by relying on faster speed.
But even so, it was still greatly affected, with many injuries appearing on its huge body.
The remaining five Zijinfa were too close to the center of the explosion, and were all affected by the explosion.
The power of this fireball explosion is extremely powerful, and the temperature created is extremely high. Even if they are fire-attribute monsters, under this terrifying power, these Zijin withers are shocked and dizzy, and their feathers are on fire. .
Not only that, they were affected by the explosion, and their bodies were covered in molds of flesh and blood, and they almost fell from the air.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the scorching high-temperature sparks hit again, adding another layer of damage to their already flesh-and-blood bodies.
As the sky gradually returned to calm, bursts of screams and screams came from the battlefield, which sounded extremely terrifying.
Looking around, these middle-level second-order Zijin withers looked sluggish, and there was not a single piece of intact skin on their bodies.
Many purple and golden feathers had mostly disappeared, and their flesh and blood were almost steamed, stumbling and fluttering in mid-air.
With just one blow, five mid-level second-order Zijin withers were seriously injured, and they were unable to exert even 30% of their strength.
The Zijin Withering in the late second level was in slightly better condition, but he was also injured and his strength was obviously reduced.
To make matters worse, although Zijin Withering's magical power is not weak, its effect is greatly weakened for Lin Tianming, who possesses the Blue Heart True Flame.
As for Lin Tianming, the blow just now only caused his blood to surge and received some counter-shock force. It had almost no impact on his own strength.
Hu Yuan's side has a slight upper hand. Although Xiaoqiao and Bloodthirsty Jiao do not have the advantage, they are unlikely to lose in the short term.
Under such circumstances, Lin Tianming's strength has not diminished, and the injuries of the Zijin Withering Clan are not serious. If the fight continues like this, there is no chance of winning.
The Zijin withering tribe seemed to understand the situation, but they were unable to retreat smoothly at all.
After all, Lin Tianming's Earthly Evil Sword Formation was covered with dozens of first- and second-level Purple Gold Withers. Although these Purple Gold Withers were not very powerful, they were the future of the ethnic group.
Not only that, with the powerful Lin Tianming and Hu Yuan here, it is almost impossible for them to escape.
Nowadays, the Zijinfu tribe is in a dilemma, and they don't have the momentum they had at the beginning.
Seeing this situation, Lin Tianming and Hu Yuan were overjoyed, knowing that they would pursue the victory and expand the results as soon as possible.
The two of them were so cautious that they didn't give Zi Jinqiao any time to react and hurriedly took action again.
Seeing this, even though the Zijin withering tribe was angry, they had no choice but to fight to the death in search of a glimmer of hope.
In the blink of an eye, with Lin Tianming and his two men taking action, the war broke out again.
Lin Tianming pinched the magic sword, and the Tiangang Sword in his hand glowed brightly, and then turned into a beam of escape light and shot out.
Lin Tianming, who was full of momentum, no longer held back, and directly activated the seventh sword of Tiangang Sword Qi, locking the late second-level Zijin Withering.
At the same time, Lin Tianming turned around and used his physical body to kill Zijin.
His speed was not slow, but the Tiangang Sword was even faster, and it landed on Zi Jinliu's head in an instant.
This late second-level Zijin wither was already injured, but now the terrifying Tiangang Sword locked onto it, and Lin Tianming surged forward, and his steel-like fist also posed a fatal threat.
In desperation, this second-stage late-stage Zijin Wither flapped its wings wildly, turned around and flew back.
With such an action, he actually ran away without fighting.
Seeing this situation, Lin Tianming's face was full of surprise.
At this time, he smiled coldly, no matter how fast Zijin Withered, it could not be faster than his Tiangang Sword.
But this Zijin wither was so frightened that it left its companions and ran away.
As everyone knows, such a choice will not change the outcome, but will accelerate its death.
When its companions saw this scene, they were also frightened and angry. They neighed hurriedly, as if they wanted to call back the escaping Zijin wither.
Sure enough, the summons of Zijin Wither's companions worked. This Zijin Wither turned its head again, trying to activate its magical talent and try to block the attack of Tiangang Sword.
However, it's too late by this time!
Just when Zi Jinliu opened his mouth, the Tiangang Sword had arrived.
At this moment, the Tiangang Sword flashed with light and became faster.
"boom……"
Between the lightning and flint, a loud noise came, and the Tiangang Sword struck Zi Jinliu's head directly.
If Zijinfu had not escaped and faced the attack, he might have been able to withstand a few rounds of attacks.
Unfortunately, its wrong choice hastened its death.
Lin Tianming's full blow directly cut off Zi Jinliu's head.
Before even a scream could be heard, Zijinliu fell directly from mid-air and hit the ground heavily.
This scene lasted only a short time, and its companions didn't react until they heard the sound of landing.
Seeing this, Lin Tianming smiled excitedly, turned his forward body, and went straight towards the other five mid-level second-order Zijin withers.
But at this time, they were like frightened birds. When they saw Lin Tianming coming to kill them, they were already scared out of their wits.
At this moment, they no longer had any thoughts of resistance and fled in all directions.
But Lin Tianming was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye he had reached behind a Zijin wilted one.
He punched out, but the Zijin wither was unable to dodge and was directly hit in the body by Lin Tianming.
A miserable cry was heard, and the middle-level second-level Zijin Biao was in agony, feeling as if it had been hit by a mountain.
That seemingly ordinary fist contained great power and directly punched a bloody hole in its body.
Not only that, the infinite power in the fist went forward and penetrated its body.
Zijin Feng, who was already injured, was severely injured by this blow.
It wanted to escape, but no matter how it flapped its wings, it still couldn't fly. It could only fall unwillingly and hit the ground heavily.
It tried to struggle, but was unable to do anything. It could only scream in pain.
But Lin Tianming was not distracted at this time. He was like a ghost, and he was killing the other Zijins that were escaping.
He started working left and right, swinging the Tiangang Sword in his hand frequently, bursting out a large amount of sword energy to block Zi Jinduo's escape route.
At the same time, his entire body was like a ferocious beast. When his fist was struck, a terrifying ball of light would always burst out and hit Zi Jinliu's vitals.
This seemingly ordinary fist is actually an attack driven by his body that is no less powerful than a monster. Each blow is enough to severely damage or even directly kill a mid-level second-order monster.
Soon enough, the two Zijinqiu closest to Lin Tianming were unable to dodge and were directly hit by fists.
Two more screams were heard, and they screamed in pain before falling to the ground.
Three mid-level Zijin Withers in a row were severely injured, and the entire Zijin Withers group suffered heavy losses. However, Lin Tianming deliberately held back, otherwise if they exploded with all their strength, they might not be able to survive.
The reason for this is that Lin Tianming also wants to keep them alive and wait until the war is completely over before trying to subdue them.
But even if he held back, these Zijinfu were intimidated by his violent methods and had no idea of resistance.
As three mid-level second-level Zijins withered and died, only two were left on his side and were running away.
By the time their companions were attacked, they had flown far away, in two opposite directions.
At this time, if Lin Tianming wanted to catch up, he could only choose one, and the other could only let it escape.
Lin Tianming also knew that he was out of control, so he picked the one closest to Xiao Wither, planning to injure it severely, and then directly help Xiao Wither who was struggling to hold on.
As for the mid-level second-order Zijin wither in the opposite direction of the target, just let it go.
Anyway, as long as they kill the remaining Zijin withers, the number is already enough, and the one in the middle of the second level is nothing. One less is just one less, and it has no impact at all.
After making up his mind, Lin Tianming jumped up and chased after the target.
His speed was very fast, and he was close to the target in an instant.
Seeing Lin Tianming catching up, the Zijin wither was frightened and angry.
It was already injured, and its counterattack was no match for Lin Tianming.
If he wanted to escape, if he was flying at high speed, Lin Tianming would naturally not be able to match him, but his current starting speed was not fast, at least not as fast as Lin Tianming's speed.
It can be said that now it is impossible to fight and cannot escape. This is completely a dead end situation.
However, Lin Tianming would not let go. He was not a merciful person in the first place. He only let it go because he couldn't take care of it. This target must be kept no matter what.
Lin Tianming, who was so determined, had already caught up, and the Tiangang Sword in his hand was one step faster, reaching Zi Jinliu's head.
The power of the Tiangang Sword was something Zijinqiao had seen before. Seeing that it could not escape, it resolutely turned around and spit out fireballs, trying to defeat the Tiangang Sword.
However, this desperate counterattack is simply a mantis trying to defeat the enemy.
But what can be done? It has no choice at all.
"boom……"
A large number of fireballs were seen shooting out, colliding head-on with the Tiangang Sword, and the explosion resounded throughout the world again.
But the fireball only blocked it for a moment before it was pierced by the Tiangang Sword, and the fireball exploded directly.
At this time, the Tiangang Sword did not stop at all, and its speed did not slow down at all, and it stabbed towards the purple gold wither.
Zijinqiu had just exploded with his innate magical power, and now he had no power to resist except with the help of his body.
In a desperate situation, this Zijin Wither was decisive and stretched out its sharp claws to grab the Tiangang Sword.
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