Whoosh!

　　At that moment, the figure of Qingming's first son also moved. He knew that if he didn't take action, I'm afraid that the other ten Qingming's twelve sons might not be able to hold this palm.

　　 "If you want to shoot, first pass me!"

　　 At this time, a small figure flashed, blocking the path of Qingming's first son, it was Ling'er.

　　 I saw Linger's little hand turned over and immediately shot forward with a palm.

　　Da Luo destroys the palm of the sky!

　　 hum!

　　 The same huge palm phantom shot from Linger's hand, and immediately pressed to the first child of Qingming.

"Oh my God!"

　　 At this moment, Qingming's first son's heart was like a storm.

　　Two female dolls, only one year old, but both have such a combat power, this... is this still human!

　　 The first child of Qingming thought that only Lin Momo was so powerful, but unexpectedly, this Linger's palm was not weaker than Lin Momo's palm.

　　The other twelve sons of Qingming can join hands with Lin Momo's palm at the same time, and at this moment, he can only hardly connect Linger's palm with one person.

　　 Now he is even more dangerous than other Qingmingzong disciples.

　　Now!

　　 The first child of Qingming didn't dare to neglect. He quickly turned over, and the best Xianbao waved out in his hand. A huge white awn was like a soaring waterfall. It was instantly excited and greeted Linger.

　　At the same time, Lin Momo's palm had crashed down on the other side.

boom!

　　With a loud sound, Lin Momo's palm that covered the sky and the sun directly bombarded the disciples of the Qingming Sect.

　　Including ten of Qingming's twelve sons, plus other core disciples of Jinxian Peak and inner disciples of the later Jinxian, under this palm, all of them suddenly vomited blood and looked like a blank sheet of paper.

　　 Thump! thump! thump!

　　 A powerful Golden Immortal strongman, at this time, is like a ruined defeat, scattered around.

　　Poof!

　　 Qingming's second son was pale, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed again.

　　The sword of Xianbao in the third child of Qingming has fallen to the side, and the whole person is in a coma.

　　Qingming's fourth son was a broken arm, and there was no place intact on the whole body. It was like a beggar who had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

"you……"

　　The fourth son of Qingming was terrified at this time. I didn't know what kind of existence he was causing, but it was so powerful.

　　 But he didn't speak a word, he passed out.

　　The fifth son of Qingming...

　　The sixth son of Qingming...

　　 At this time, none of Qingming's twelve sons were intact, almost all of them were half-waste, and they completely lost their fighting power.

In addition to the ten Qingming twelve sons, only two core disciples of Jinxian Peak survived. The others, including those outside disciples of the late Jinxian, were all photographed under the palm of Lin Momo. After the blood mist, he died.

　　The two core disciples of Jinxian Peak and the ten Qingming twelve sons are due to their own strength, and together with everyone, this can be saved under Lin Momo's palm and saved his life.

　　 As for combat effectiveness, it has long been completely lost. Even if it is recovered in the future, whether it can continue to practice and improve is unknown.

　　 Meanwhile, Linger's palm was also photographed.

boom!

　　The huge palm phantom collided with the Baimang Waterfall of Qingming's first son in mid-air, and suddenly made a loud noise.

Then, I saw the terrifying Baimang Waterfall of Qingming's first son. Under Linger's palm, it was like a chicken and a dog, and it immediately broke apart and turned into a shatter. , Dissipated in the air.

　　 "What! How is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, Qing Ming was shocked.

　　 One of his most powerful blows was like an egg hitting a rock under the palm of the opponent, and he couldn't even block it.

　　 Escape!

　　 At this time, Qingming's first son's heart was like a storm, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is to escape.

　　 As for the other twelve sons of Qingming, he just wanted to save, and could do nothing.

　　 Swoosh!

　　 Qingming's first son's speed is not unsatisfactory, almost in the blink of an eye, he has already appeared in kilometers away.

　　 Such a speed, I am afraid that the general early monk monks are not comparable.

　　 But the first child of Qingming just fled the kilometer, Linger's palm was already photographed.

　　 Boom!

　　 Then, I heard a tremendous loud noise, the body of Qingming's first son suddenly stagnate, and the whole person was photographed into the depths of hundreds of meters underground.

　　Poof!

　　 After a few breaths, only a figure crawled out of the hundreds-meter-deep hole, it was the figure of Qingming's first son.

　　 As soon as he appeared, he spit out blood, and then the whole person lost consciousness and passed out.

The twelve sons of Qingming Sect of Qingming Sect, among them the first son of the middle age of the fairy king, lost his fighting power under Linger's palm, and even consciousness fell into a coma.

　　If you add another palm and directly kill this person, it doesn't take any effort.

　　You know, this is comparable to the mid-century king.

　　 It can be seen that Lin Momo and Ling'er at this time, even if they are slashing the monks in the middle of the fairy king, I am afraid they can't use a few tricks.

　　 Of course, this can only be a general monk in the middle of the fairy king. If he encounters a powerful peerless genius, he will not be able to kill him so easily.

　　 Lin Momo and Ling'er looked at each other, and just now, those core disciples and outside disciples of Qingming Sect who were killed, gave them hundreds of points.

　　At this moment, their points have reached 1,200.

　　 And this is not counting the alive twelve sons of Qingming and the core disciples of the two golden fairy peaks~lightnovelpub.net~ Then, the two female dolls directly woke up all the unconscious golden fairy disciples.

　　 "Now are you handing over the points you own, or are my sisters killing you and earning points directly?"

　　 Lin Momo looked at the Qingming Sect disciple who was paralyzed in front of him, and said lightly.

　　 "Give, I give, I will give you this!"

　　 A core disciple of Jinxian Peak heard Lin Momo's words and said quickly.

　　 "I give it too!"

　　 Another core disciple of Jinxian Peak climbed over again and again, handing over points to Lin Momo.

　　The two of them can be said to be fatal. If they were slightly worse, they were killed by Lin Momo. Now both of them feel the rest of the life.

"I give!"

　　 "I give it too!"

　　 "Dare not give!"

　　 "We all give!"

　　 At this time, the twelve sons of Qingming also lowered their noble heads one by one, and quickly handed over their points to Lin Momo and Ling'er.

　　 After all, even Qingming’s first son couldn’t take the palm of their little girl. I am afraid that these twelve sons of Qingming will not be reconciled any more and will be immediately killed on the spot.

　　 Then.

　　After harvesting the points of Qingming Twelve Sons and those two core disciples of Jinxian Peak, Lin Momo and Linger's points soared to 2,500 at once!