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Chapter 1289: Chapter 670: Turtle in a Jar_2

In contrast, the bald old monk on the opposite side doesn’t have these basic conditions that Lin Tianming possesses.

In such a situation, every ti such a massive impact wave spreads out, the bald old monk has to find a way to resist it, thereby wasting so ti.

Other than that, these impact waves are so powerful that they’re bound to worsen his injuries.

By now, the bald old monk is struggling to cope, with his injuries accumulating to the point of affecting his strength.

Not only that, but the old monk is depleting his powers faster and faster, with more than half of his True Essence Mana already consud.

Taking advantage of this ebb and flow, Lin Tianming seizes the opportunity to further narrow the range of the Earth Fiend Sword Formation and accelerates the pace of his attacks.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Tianming has already clashed with the bald old monk for over a dozen rounds.

With the current situation, it’s evident that Lin Tianming has a firm grip on the situation and clearly holds the absolute upper hand.

As Lin Tianming delivers another attack that forces the bald old monk back, the Earth Fiend Sword Formation now covers a span of two hundred zhang.

At this point, the strength of the sword formation is as solid as iron and stone.

At this mont, the bald old monk, gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain, climbs up from the ground and glares angrily at Lin Tianming in the distance.

Following his gaze, Lin Tianming unleashes another wave of the Tiangang Ninth Sword.

Instantly, the Tiangang Sword transforms into a roaring dragon.

Having done all this, Lin Tianming shows no intention of stopping.

At that mont, Lin Tianming pinches a Law Decree with his hand and makes a strange gesture with one hand.

At the sa ti, his mouth moves slightly, clearly reciting a special spell incantation.

Soon, a fla in alternating red and blue appears in Lin Tianming’s hand and slowly starts to rise.

With the appearance of this fla, the surrounding temperature noticeably begins to change.

Seeing this scene, the bald old monk’s expression becos even darker, and his heart is filled with fear.

In truth, the bald old monk is very familiar with this fla.

After all, it was just monts ago that Lin Tianming used this technique to kill Yang Yinghai, whose strength was no less than his own.

Although he was not on Yang Yinghai’s battlefield at the ti, he witnessed the aftermath firsthand.

But it’s been less than a stick of incense since then, so how could he possibly forget how terrifying the power of that fireball was?

Understanding all this, upon seeing the Blue Heart True Fla reappear, the bald old monk is completely engulfed by fear and shock.

Yet, at this mont, he quickly regains his composure.

Because he knows exactly how much of a threat this attack poses to him.

Under such an attack, if he doesn’t give it his all, he fears he’ll follow in Yang Yinghai’s footsteps soon enough.

Aware of this, the bald old monk dares not squander any ti.

Watching as the Tiangang Sword approaches, the bald old monk swings his black rod, his Magical Treasure, instantly unleashing a black light to clash head-on with the Tiangang Sword.

In a flash, a massive impact wave strikes, once again forcing the bald old monk to retreat more than ten zhang backward.

Taking advantage of this recoil, the bald old monk quickly puts so safe distance between them.

Imdiately afterward, the old monk’s figure moves agilely like a fish, clearly not wanting Lin Tianming to easily lock onto his movent trajectory.

Unbeknownst to him, Lin Tianming, with the help of the Eye of Five Colors, is not only able to see things invisible to Divine Sense but can even predict the movents of very subtle elents in advance.

With such heaven-defying ans, locking onto a target as large as the bald old monk is even less of a challenge.

Thus, with the aid of such treasures, Lin Tianming can predict the trajectory of the bald old monk’s movents.

However, the bald old monk, as the target being attacked, is temporarily unaware of all this.

Hence, he increases his escaping speed, continuously shifting his figure.

Unfortunately, in the next mont, his complexion turns pale.

Turns out, Lin Tianming has already propelled the fireball of the Blue Heart True Fla and appeared imdiately above the bald old monk’s head.

Moreover, the fireball of the Blue Heart True Fla suddenly explodes, forming a rain of fire descending from above the bald old monk’s head.

In a mont, a large part of the sky is covered by the fire rain.

At this mont, the bald old monk, having just crossed a distance of dozens of zhang, barely stabilizes his figure.

Just as the old monk tries to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that his speed was quick enough and he tid his move well.

Unexpectedly, he shouldn’t let Lin Tianming easily attack him.

However, upon looking up to the sky, he finds himself covered by the fire rain, surrounded by a sea of blazing red flas in every direction.

Seeing this scene, the bald old monk is both shocked and furious, realizing that he hadn’t anticipated how swiftly Lin Tianming acted.

Additionally, it seems as if the fireball knew his movent path in advance, appearing at his intended location beforehand.

By the ti he realizes it, a massive sea of fire has already taken shape.

Being at the very center of the fire sea, surrounded by flas, it’s clear he’s been trapped.

Realizing his predicant, the bald old monk is overwheld with terror and disbelief.

As for Lin Tianming’s thods and how he could foresee his movent path, the bald old monk can’t comprehend it whatsoever.

Currently, with the situation giving him no ti to ponder,

As the fire sea descends, the bald old monk feels the scorching heat and senses the impending aura of death.

He hasn’t felt such a lethal aura in a long ti.

More importantly, although it has happened before, it was never as intense as this ti.

If he can’t withstand this attack from the Blue Heart True Fla, he’s at least facing severe injury as a minimum outco.

Knowing this, the terrified bald old monk can no longer think of anything else.

At once, the bald old monk unreservedly unleashes all his available defensive tactics.

Unable to afford any delay, the bald old monk in dire straits taps into his full potential.

Suddenly, nurous barriers appear in the sky.

Among them are several Third Order Defense Talismans activated by the bald old monk, as well as the Defense Treasure he always uses.

Even after setting these up, the bald old monk seems unsettled, wanting to add so additional defensive ans to address this attack at the final mont.

However, the rain transford from the Blue Heart True Fla has already descended.

In an instant, the sky erupts with explosive sounds, a crackling rhythm erges naturally.

In the fire sea, waves of fire rain easily penetrate the barriers ford by the Third Order Defense Talismans.

Only the old monk’s Defense Treasure manages to withstand the fire rain’s attacks for so ti.

However, the fire rain is vast in quantity and omnipresent, possessing strong penetrating and corrosive abilities.

Even the bald old monk’s Defense Treasure, after holding up for two breath’s ti, shows signs of erosion from the rain, leaving marks in its wake.

Simultaneously, the bald old monk clearly feels the spirituality of his Defense Treasure fading.

Even if the bald old monk continuously spits out several mouthfuls of Lifeblood Essence, trying to halt the corrosive rate.

However, there are too many fire droplets, and their power is unexpectedly imnse.

Despite his best efforts, he cannot stop the continual worsening of the situation.

At this rate, even if his Defense Treasure withstands the fire sea’s impact, it will likely be reduced to complete scrap in the end.

Though he knows all this, the bald old monk has no other choice.

In his persistence, it’s only his most reliable Defense Treasure that still strives to protect him as much as possible.

anwhile, on Lin Tianming’s side, using the Eye of Five Colors’ aid, he witnesses the whole scene clearly.

Given the current circumstances, the bald old monk is already like a turtle in a jar, his life and death completely within Lin Tianming’s control.

Next, if Lin Tianming takes the opportunity to supplent so attacks, it will beco the final straw that crushes the bald old monk’s life.

Such a result also achieves the purpose Lin Tianming initially set out for.

For this, Lin Tianming is delighted, and his heart is filled with intense excitent.

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