C36 The Strength of the Disha Sect

There was a sharp intake of breath.

Lin Ming had broken Qi Feng's arm with a single strike. His fist technique was so overbearing!

"Fist force!" At the same time, the people present just happened to hear the shocked voice of the two elders.

Lin Ming was really powerful.

However, since he had already offended the Soaring Cloud Peak, he had no choice but to die.

A group of Soaring Cloud Peak disciples glared at Lin Ming fiercely. If this wasn't a sect, they would have already rushed forward to kill Lin Ming.

No one had dared to provoke the Soaring Cloud Peak disciples over the years.

Therefore, they were extremely furious with Lin Ming's appearance. After all, Lin Ming had caused them to suffer setbacks time and time again.

Obviously, the people of the Soaring Cloud Peak now all possessed the mindset of bandits. They were arrogant and domineering, not allowing anyone to resist!

"Brat, you dare to disobey your elders? Didn't you hear the elder say that those who enter the Wilderness Mystic Realm need to be at least at the Middle Period of Earthly Origin Stage? Therefore, you are not worthy!"

Even though Lin Ming had defeated Qi Feng with one punch, and proved that he could defeat people of a higher level than him, the Soaring Cloud Peak disciples were still unconvinced.

They immediately slandered Lin Ming for disobeying the elders.

"They're really shameless." Even some of the disciples of the Earth Emperor Peak could not stand the actions of the Soaring Cloud Peak any longer.

"Give him a slot," a cold voice sounded at this moment.

Unexpectedly, the person who spoke was the Vice Hall Master, Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu glanced at Lin Ming coldly, and a murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

After that, he sneered and greeted the two disciples as if he was giving instructions.

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed.

From the two disciples, Lin Ming could feel an extremely terrifying sense of violence.

"Lin Ming, the two of them are the top two young experts of Soaring Cloud Peak, or even the entire Spacious Sect, below the Heavenly Origin Stage. The first person was Zhao Haotian. The second person was Ling Yun. It's not too late for you to quit now. Otherwise, after you enter the Wild Secret Realm, your fate will be unpredictable!" Suddenly, a voice transmission entered Lin Ming's ears.

Lin Ming found that the person who sent the voice was none other than Elder Pang, the one who presided over the Outer Sect's service disciple selection and entered the Inner Sect.

Lin Ming did have a good impression of Elder Pang.

After all, even if Elder Pang accepted Lee Yasheng as his disciple that day, he would still give Lin Ming a full score based on his performance.

Now, Elder Pang reminded him out of kindness.

Gratitude flashed in his eyes. Lin Ming shook his head slightly, his attitude firm.

Seeing this, Elder Pang shook his head slightly. The arrogance of a person was a double-edged sword. It could not only forge his invincible faith, but it could also lead to his early death.

This time, those who entered the Wild Secret Realm were all experienced disciples. However, Lin Ming was the only one who was recently selected to be an Inner Sect disciple.

There was even a hint of childishness on Lin Ming's face.

But now, no one dared to look down on Lin Ming.

Suddenly, Lin Ming felt two sharp gazes lock onto him. However, Zhao Haotian and Ling Yun's eyes were filled with ridicule and disdain.

Qi Feng, whose hands had been broken, looked at Lin Ming and sneered.

His eyes were filled with resentment, as if he could already see Lin Ming's miserable ending.

Lin Ming's eyes turned cold. If Zhao Haotian and Ling Yun didn't provoke him, then it would be fine. But if they insisted on provoking him, he didn't mind killing the two strongest disciples of Soaring Cloud Peak.

"Are you ready?" Suddenly, Ding Chunqiu shouted in a low voice.

"We are ready." The atmosphere was overwhelming. Every warrior who was about to enter Wild Secret Realm was in high spirits.

The Wilderness Mystic Realm opened.

This was a great opportunity. If they were lucky enough, their strength would most likely increase rapidly. Furthermore, this time, geniuses like Zhao Haotian and Ling Yun could save up some strength for stepping into Heavenly Origin Stage!

"Alright, in that case, let's go!" Ding Chunqiu waved his hand and said.

Almost two hundred disciples of the Haoran Faction mounted their horses. After all, the Wild Secret Realm was hundreds of miles away from the Haoran Faction.

Several hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the guidance of the two elders, Lin Ming and the others arrived at a huge mountain range.

This mountain range was vaguely covered by an incomplete ancient formation. Right now, the ancient formation was shaking, as if it had reached its weakest point.

When the disciples of the Spacious Sect arrived, the disciples of the Earth Fiend Sect were already waiting for them.

The disciples of the Earth Fiend Sect looked at the Spacious Sect arrogantly, and their eyes were filled with provocation.

The Earth Fiend Sect and the Spacious Sect had been enemies for a long time, and they hated each other.

If there was a chance, the two sects would definitely destroy each other.

The sect would even reward those disciples who had killed many of their opponents.

"Old Man Tian, let's cut the crap. Let's begin."

Elder Pang's face was ice-cold, without a trace of emotion.

"As you wish." Old Man Tian looked at the disciples of the Haoran Faction with scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to swallow all of them.

Every martial artist who had been looked at by his blood eyes felt their entire bodies go numb.

Lin Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

He seemed to feel a sense of familiarity from this Old Man Tian.

Lin Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Could this old ghost be related to that Tian Muyang?"

With this thought in mind, Lin Ming withdrew his aura.

It was obvious that Old Man Tian turned around and gave some instructions to the disciples behind him.

Then, the Origin Core Stage warriors of both sides made their moves, and with great effort, tore open a hole at the weakest part of the ancient formation.

"You guys can enter." As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the two sects all used their movement techniques and entered the entrance.

When Lin Ming stepped in, he only felt dizzy.

"'Could this be the legendary teleportation array?' A thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind.

In the next instant, when Lin Ming came to his senses, he felt a strong pressure pressing down on him.

Then, as if his body had been hit by a heavy blow, he was sent flying backward with a bang.

Lin Ming spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the distance, there were towering mountain peaks.

"What is this?" Lin Ming exclaimed.

However, Lin Ming was quickly attracted by a strange fragrance.

"Spear spirit fruit!" Lin Ming exclaimed. On top of a small tree, there was a spear-shaped fruit. There seemed to be a hint of sharpness lingering on it.

It was said that only those fruits that had absorbed the spear intent for a long time could transform into spear spirit fruits.

Lin Ming's heart was filled with joy.

He was about to pick it immediately.

However, a sharp gust of wind came from behind him.

"This fruit looks extraordinary. Disciples of the Spacious Sect, get the hell out of my way." A voice sounded.

"Earth Fiend Sect." Lin Ming thought.

Lin Ming's eyes were sharp.