Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 452 Destiny
Countless little black snakes snaked and crawled, grabbing and devouring the essence and blood in the chaotic battlefield and among the corpses in the pool of blood.

On the battlefield of Luoyaling, it can be regarded as making up for Lin Mo's regret that he has never been to Luojia Mountain in that realm.

Like the latter, black Buddhism no longer conceals it. Among the large number of fighters, most of them are ordinary Buddhists catalyzed by the incomplete new law.

These Buddhists should be low-grade martial arts at first, and their strength is not strong, but after being cultivated by various special methods, each of them is extremely strong, with rough skin and thick flesh, and various conspicuous sequelae of alienation on their bodies.

His brain is not bright enough, and it is only effective when the army is hedging. If it is a field battle on weekdays, it will not be a good thing.

Among them, the really powerful ones are a group of black Buddhists who practiced the new method correctly, and those people from the Thousand Feather Realm.

The former is similar to the elite disciples of ordinary sects, not the rubbish warriors who have been bred by the seedlings. They practice new methods one by one. Although they are not as good as pure physical cultivation, they are indeed stronger than ordinary Chixian martial arts warriors in terms of mental strength and physique.

Coupled with one or two secret techniques, the combat power value is very high.

As for the latter, the system is somewhat heterogeneous.

Among them are Zongzheng Zhanbo and Yue Tuya's weird methods, as well as real animal warriors, similar to the orcs in previous games, masters of ancestors.

These people are all very strong, and obviously have a very high status in the Black Buddhism. Surrounded by Black Buddhists, they specialize in hunting down the powerful warriors from the imperial court.

For example, in front of you, there is an ancestral master who looks like a half-human horse. His lower body is a five-six-meter-long horse body. Eight black horseshoes are stepping on black flames. Their muscles are extremely developed, and they are covered with thick armor-like black hair. .

There is a gun barrel behind him, and he holds a black spear in his hand. He moves like the wind among the crowd. Ordinary martial arts masters are no match for them.

Just now, he even stabbed a grand master to death with a single shot!

If the blood essence of ordinary black Buddhists is considered coarse food for Lin Mo, which can easily fill his stomach and satisfy his hunger, then such a good guy is a real delicious dessert.

"So... let's go."

The ferocious middle-aged man that Lin Mo turned into moved through the crowd at a faster speed, and suddenly flew upside down in front of an ancestral man who looked like a black goat with two black horns on his head.

puff!
The whole person bumped into his arms, and his white and jade-like palms stretched out like knives.

The big man with goat horns was still grinning grinningly, and he deliberately opened his hands in a hug. Without waiting for his smile to fade, the palm knife pierced his chest without hindrance like cutting butter.

The moment the body broke into the flesh, countless tiny black chains spontaneously protruded out, piercing deeply into his body like needles, and a huge amount of blood and mana was snatched and devoured.

Everything lasted only for a moment, and Lin Mo was 'knocked away' again, in the direction of another Thousand Feather Realm monk nearby, the elite of Black Buddhism.

The original black goat man froze in place, and was submerged in the battlefield not long after.

And at the cost of his life, the gift he received was that the progress of Lin Mo's death demon heart condensed increased by about two to three thousandths, and a little optimization was also obtained on top of the nine transformations of the true spirit.

Overall, it's not bad.

In this chaotic battlefield, perhaps... this death demon heart, which is extremely difficult for ordinary people, can take this opportunity to completely condense it.

Lin Mo acted very carefully, but his efficiency was not slow at all.

Swallow its essence all the way, accept its spirit, and replenish its qi.

Through the death of all living beings, realize the boundary between life and death, cut off the root of life of all beings, and perform righteous actions to surpass death.

Soon, he accidentally rolled near the half-human Mazu Taoist monk.

Lin Mo has been staring at this guy for a long time.

Powerful strength, terrifying mobility, and the flame that burns everything, seems to be a 100% hit spear.

According to his estimation, this person's bloodline or ability can fully rank among the top ten in this battlefield.

Definitely a delicious food.

quietly lurking around it.

Soon, he changed his appearance again.

As the flesh and blood twisted, in an instant, countless black and white bone spurs protruded from his shoulder blades, and then multiplied rapidly, intertwining and intertwining each other.

In the blink of an eye, the black and white bony spurs closed like a slap, with the tops in the shape of canine teeth, surrounding Lin Mo's head like a black and white helmet.

At this time, the big centaur in front of him raised his front four flame-dyed horseshoes high, his whole body concentrated in his right hand and the black spear in his hand.

It seems to be gathering strength.

And just in the stage of accumulating power, the black gun in his hand shone with a shiny luster, distorting and illusory the surrounding air.

There should be a goal.

But at the next moment, a few meters behind him, Lin Mo quietly appeared, and the chains of flesh and blood in his hands were also combined into a black gun head.

The black chain gun was held high, and it stabbed at his back silently.

The big centaur who was throwing his gun with his head up, suddenly froze, and he wanted to jump forward by conditioned reflex.

Too bad it was too late.

A blood hole exploded in its thick back instantly, a huge black spear pierced into its body, and soon countless tiny chains buckled into its muscles like buttons.

All of it, mana, blood essence, quickly dyed the tiny chains red, like an infusion tube, it was grabbed into the spear.

"This is... the despicable Chi County bug?"

The centaur's body froze subconsciously, then he turned his head fiercely and looked at Lin Mo with flames in his eyes.His expression was extremely angry.

Its thick back also quickly burned with black flames, forcing the tiny chain head out of the body, while the wound healed rapidly.

Lin Mo looked at the black gun that was constantly being forced back, and then at the black flame that could speed up the healing. He was a little surprised.

He suddenly realized that this half-man, half-horse guy unexpectedly brought him surprises again and again.

wow.

The black chain gun in his hand dissipated like sand and stones blown by the wind.This thing is just easy to use, in terms of sharpness, it is not as good as his nails.

"Come on, let me see if you can bring me more surprises." He whispered to himself.It turned out to be the same authentic Qianyujie language.

The centaur was stunned when he heard the words.

And at this moment of bewilderment.

Lin Mo quietly appeared in front of him, hugged him with his left hand, grabbed his neck, and hugged him into his arms. The other hand was like a black devil's palm, with sharp fingers like some kind of terrifying beast.

Lightning flickered on it.

In the blink of an eye, he pierced his body.

boom!
This time, whether it was the thick muscles or the burning black flames, everything was wiped out in an instant.

Its entire body exploded directly.

wow.

Countless blood pumped out, the centaur's expression froze on his face, and his fiery pupils shrank instantly, congealing into needles.

I can only feel the life and magic power in my body, like a dam breaking a dam, and start to vent.

Strength, vitality, everything is fading away...

The two were hugging each other at this time.

Lin Mo turned his head to the side, looked at the person beside him, and dug out his watermelon-sized heart without changing his expression.

Then he opened his mouth in the palm of his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Thank you for your strength."

Lin Mo said with emotion.

From time to time, black flames ignited in the eyes.

This wave is very fat, the guy in front of him is really good, the progress of Death Demon Heart has not only increased by several degrees, but the Nine Changes of the True Spirit has taken a big step forward.

At first glance, he was the kind of man with extremely pure and condensed mana.

And just as he was in the middle of the chaos, trying to find his next target, his eyes suddenly froze.

He found something strange.

Ahead, not far away, in the hinterland of the Black Buddhist side, there is also a group of people from the imperial court fighting.

This group of people looked very brave, but in reality they were very embarrassed.

It's like being surrounded by enemies unintentionally.

It is not someone's general, the person in the lead is the Zhengyi lineage of the Lingtai sect that he met not long ago, Diemeng.

"Interesting, let me see what's going on?" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, the flames in his pupils became more intense, and his figure disappeared.

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"I am the king of the river, I am the last light of the Misawa Realm, I am Zem! With your flesh and blood, realize the great revival of the Misawa Realm! Come! Don't run away!"

On the south side of the Raven Ridge battlefield.

A giant with blue skin and a height of more than five meters rampaged on the battlefield, speaking the extremely awkward Qianyujie language.

Every time it makes a shot, in addition to the fierce wind, hundreds of black droplets will be spilled.

Droplets are like bullets, extremely fast and highly corrosive.

Whether it is people from Qianyu Realm or Chixian Wufu around, if they are weaker, once touched, a big hole will appear in the body.

At the same time, while running rapidly, the water flow on his body will swallow all people or things in it, eroding at an extremely fast speed.

It can be said to be an indiscriminate attack.

This was Zem's intention.

Although he is now a member of the Thousand Feather Realm, in fact, he was born in the Mize Realm, just like Chixian Wufu, but they were defeated, and finally, as the loser, he was absorbed by the people of the Thousand Feather Realm.

So at this time, he hated the people of Qianyu, because to a certain extent, he was an enemy, and he also hated the people of Chixian. Why can Chixian still exist when the Mize Realm is destroyed? !

He wants these people to bear his pain and distortion!
boom!
A vicious punch was blasted out.

The originally blue shuttle-shaped water droplets elongated into a thread and turned into a blue silk thread, and there were even a lot of strange ciphertexts on it.

Boom!

There was a huge pit in the depression in front of which the ground collapsed instantly.

Several people did not escape, were penetrated directly, and then their bodies began to melt.

"Jumping bugs, struggle, only when you struggle will you feel your own powerlessness, and you will feel that there is no way out! So! Struggle!" Zem looked at the person in front of him and roared fiercely.

Many black Buddhist people around them trembled when they heard the sound, and subconsciously bypassed these areas.

Obviously, he also understands that Zem has a twisted mind, a bad temper, and is considered a lunatic.

Not far away, Diemeng's face was ugly.

The dao crown that was originally neatly combed had collapsed in the chaotic battle just now, his hair was disheveled, and his breath was even more ups and downs.

Looking at the giant in front of him, his heart felt like a boulder falling.

His official position in the General Yamen of Sitong City is not low, and he is not a civil official, but a military officer. He has a large number of people under his command, most of whom are members of the Lingtai sect.

Judging from the weight content, even in the entire Sitong City, it can be ranked in the top ten, which can be regarded as a high weight.

It was also because of this that he was able to hold an important position in this war and bear the secret order of beheading.

Their goal was originally a thousand-feather world demon, and their strength level was about the first level of the great master's transformation, but their blood was very good, and they were related to a big person. If they could kill him, it would greatly boost their morale.

But what I didn't expect was that when I came here, there were no demons, only Zem, the king of the river, whose strength was so terrifying that his combat power was faintly approaching the real king... Seeing something was wrong, everyone just wanted to retreat.

At this time, even if he wanted to escape, he was surrounded by black Buddhists...

"Dao Ci! I will use my secret technique later to hold him back..."

In Diemeng's wide cuffs, two hands pinched out a vase seal, the energy in the body circulated along a specific line of action, and the energy began to pick up.

"When the time comes, you will take the remaining brothers and sisters to the direction of [-] degrees north and south. Although there are also black Buddhist monsters there, but the defense line is very weak. If you escape into the mountains, there is a high probability of escaping..."

He forced his voice into a line, and said to the handsome young Taoist behind him.

He is a genius of the current generation of the Zhengyi lineage of the Lingtai sect. Although he is not as eye-catching as the one from the Lingtai lineage, he still has the appearance of a true king.

Previously, he had taken root in Sitong City, but at the beginning he was hit by a wall, so he recruited many brothers to help him. Now that he is surrounded by heavy siege, he must try his best to let him go, even...even if he sacrificed his life!

It's just that after he passed the sound transmission, none of the dozen or so brothers behind him took any action.
Although each of them looked sad and worried, they all put on a 'zigzag' formation independently.

A large formation of refining demons!

The heart of the main formation is Diemeng, and the heart of the secondary formation is Daoci.

"You... what are you doing?!" Diemeng, who had an ugly face at first, became frightened and angry, "Now that you are in the game, it's possible that you don't understand the reason why destiny is hard to do!"

"..." Dao Ci's lips trembled, and his eyes were also in a trance. Looking at Zem who was like a big demon in front of him, he just became more and more energetic.

He knew that if he stayed, he would die, but, if he only took Diemeng's life as the price, would he be able to live?

No, you can't.

Therefore, instead of lingering, it is better to fight for the last time!
"Senior brother! Righteousness is a great formation of righteousness, refining righteousness is useless, Dao is unknown, and breaking demons is one. Since the fate is difficult, let's see if we can escape the fate with the strength of my brothers and sisters!"

"You?!" Diemeng, who was at the center of the main formation of the formation, was suffocated, feeling moved and angry in his heart. The next moment, he only felt that the formation was running, and a wave of Dao energy gathered in his body.

After performing the secret operation, the originally majestic energy was strengthened again at this time, rampaging in the body, and even made his skin cracked with blood.

"Destiny..."

Dozens of people gather together, and the air above everyone's heads is distorted like a waterfall. A white sword of Yijin quietly appears, controlled by Diemeng, and slashes fiercely at Zem in front of him.

boom!
The white dao sword more than ten meters long, surrounded by dragons and tigers, fell suddenly, and the air was split into layers of phantoms, and the earth was also cracking.

"Jie Jie Jie!" Zem suddenly laughed wildly, his two big hands closed together, and countless tides gathered to form a water polo.

The terrifying Taoist sword attacked the water polo, some black water was stirring, some black water was evaporating, and after a few breaths, it disappeared.

"How can I escape..." The moment the Dao sword dissipated, Die Meng felt empty and relaxed.

"Sure enough, fate is difficult..." He looked at the juniors beside him from the corner of his eye, and a huge black water palm came down on top of his head.

"Sure enough, destiny is difficult...then... let fate be with me..." Suddenly, a hoarse voice interrupted his words.

In front of Diemeng, Lin Mo walked out slowly, raised his head slightly, and slowly raised one hand.

Sigh.

(End of this chapter)