Shamanism kills the god

Outside the lecture hall, people were discussing.In the dark palace, Mu Feng's face was serious, he didn't say a word, unaware that his every move was projected on the palace wall outside.

This is the so-called battle partner?

Looking at the eighteen cold and huge stone sculptures around him, his heart was shocked.

The cold stone sculpture looks lifeless, but it feels more dangerous than an elite master.Eighteen together, the coercion is as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains.What makes people dare not take it lightly is that each of these [-] motionless stone sculptures occupies a position, and vaguely, it seems to form a terrifying killing god.The huge chopping knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was cold, pointing at himself from a distance.

After the heavy door closed automatically, the palace was almost isolated from the outside world, and no sound from the outside world could be heard.There are thousands of students sitting cross-legged in the square outside the door, but they can't sense their breath.Obviously, the entire majestic palace is shrouded in a powerful restriction.

Looking up, the surrounding light is dim, and a small oil lamp is lit on the four walls.The gate at the end of the palace seemed to lead to boundless darkness.

"Battle Puppet Restriction, what kind of formation is this?"

Thinking of what the woman in white said, Mu Feng was cautious and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

It's a pity that although he is familiar with many Wumen's restrictions, he can't see any abnormalities in the surrounding stone carvings, and he can't detect any traces of the restrictions.Before entering, the woman in white specifically explained the situation, and the palace must have imposed restrictions.The only explanation is that I have shallow knowledge and can't see it!

To go, or not to go?

Mu Feng hesitated, and subconsciously glanced at the black crystal wristband on his wrist.

The unknown danger is the scariest thing. .|The more you can’t see the so-called restraint of the battle partner in the palace, the more nervous you can’t help yourself. This feeling, even when facing the heavy ambushes of Immortal Sword Gate and Master Blind, I never had.He silently recited the Wujue, and used the deep abdominal breathing method instead of his lungs to breathe. After a gurgling sound in his body, he slowly calmed down.Glancing again at the stone sculpture standing icily in the darkness, he took a step forward resolutely.

Roar……

Deep underground, there was a faint muffled sound, as if a beast locked in a cage was roaring loudly and was about to break free and rush out.The stone carvings in the darkness remained motionless, but the terrifying knives in their hands groaned softly in unison, which shocked people's hearts.

At the same time, outside the lecture hall, thousands of students sat on the ground in silence, all of them staring nervously.The huge projection on the palace wall and the clear sound make people feel immersive.Seeing that Mu Feng stepped forward and was about to touch the restraint, everyone's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and they became nervous.

"Could it be that you have to go to a certain position to touch the terrible restriction?"

Mu Feng stopped and observed the changes of the many stone sculptures intently, oblivious to the tension and wait-and-see of the people outside the lecture hall.After pondering for a while, he gritted his teeth and took the second step.

bang...

After taking the second step, the ground suddenly shook, like a mountain avalanche and a sea cracking, the whole palace seemed to collapse.

The imposing eighteen stone sculptures are still cold and motionless.However, a series of teeny-sized runes suddenly appeared on his body, and a murderous aura erupted from his body.The chopping knife in his hand looked even more frightening, buzzing like a spirit.It seems that the eighteen stone sculptures are about to come alive in the next moment, turning into eighteen tyrannical gods of death.

Under the sudden surge of pressure from the eighteen stone sculptures, Mu Feng's eyebrows twitched sharply.You don't need to deliberately pump it, the blood essence of the ancestral witch in your body will beat faster, and waves of hot blood essence will be pumped out.The blood in the body was tumbling, and the whole person seemed to stop moving, but the air around him kept twisting and rippling.

With his body as the center, a scorching heat wave spread far away, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.Slowly, the air, the ground, and even the walls made of obsidian became hot.

"Hey, what is that? Could it be that Mu Feng is really a master who hides his strength?"

"Eighteen Battle Puppet Restriction, even if Mu Feng is really a master, he will definitely not be able to break through. After the restriction is triggered, you will know how powerful the Eighteen Battle Puppet Restriction is. At that time, it depends on how long Mu Feng can last Already!"

"That's right, the Eighteen Battle Puppet Restriction is amazingly powerful. Each wave of attacks is a round of crushing, and the attacks are more powerful than the waves. It is difficult for a master in the late elite stage to break through. Although Mu Feng seems to be hiding Strength, but how old is he? I heard that his tendons were severely damaged before, and he only started to practice this year, so how could he pass the eighteenth battle partner restriction?"

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Outside the lecture hall, watching the projection on the wall of the palace, people were shocked, and after a while of silence, there were discussions.

Mu Feng stood motionless, but the invisible heat wave erupting from his body was enough to demonstrate his strength and shocked everyone.At this time, I realized that he was really powerful. Under the elegant scholar's attire, he was hiding amazing strength.It's a pity that the martial arts hall's combat partner restraint power is really astonishing, and many people present have a deep understanding of it.

Ordinary people go in for the assessment, and it is usually very difficult to touch the restriction of three battle partners. An elite level master goes in for the assessment, and often only touches the restriction of nine battle partners.

The Eighteenth War Confession Restriction, looking at the entire school, there are only a handful of students who can break through, and all of them are famous figures in the school.Mu Feng has just arrived and hasn't formally practiced in the academy, so how could he break through?

People shook their heads subconsciously while discussing.At the same time, in the square formation of Wenwu hall disciples, the disciples sitting in the front had gloomy expressions.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that this kid is really a master!"

Liu Lei's face was gloomy. The stronger Mu Feng was, the more unhappy he felt.Looking at the eighteen cold stone sculptures projected on the palace wall, his face softened a little, and he smiled ferociously, "No matter how powerful you are, I don't believe that you can really break through the eighteenth battle partner's ban. Don't wait until then, At the critical moment, the black crystal wristband failed, and it was too late to quit!"

"Yes, second master, you are right. The black crystal wristband is not omnipotent. The students who died in the restraint of the battle partner over the years are not one or two!" A slick student quickly echoed, with a smile on his face.Thin and small, with shrunken shoulders and a smile, a mole on the chin looks particularly conspicuous.

"Li Yang, can you stop laughing so fakely? A big man with the word 'yang' in his name, but he smiles as feminine as a girl!"

Liu Lei glanced at Li Yang, who was full of smiles, then turned to look at Lu Xuanfeng, the genius who had been sitting quietly behind him, and asked respectfully, "Brother Lu, what do you think?"

"Whether the black crystal wristband will fail or not, I don't know, but one thing is certain, the Eighteen Battle Puppet Restriction will definitely not be able to trap Mu Feng."

Lu Xuanfeng's face was calm, and he looked meaningfully at Liu Lei, known as the second master, and leaned back slightly, calmly and slightly opening the distance between the two.After a pause, he continued slowly: "Now, the only suspense is not how long he can last, but how long he can pass!"

"what?"

Liu Lei, who was gloating a little at first, let out a startled cry, and his face sank all of a sudden.

The students in the entire square were discussing how long Mu Feng could last, and whether he would be ruthlessly crushed to death by the Eighteenth Warrior.Unexpectedly, Lu Xuanfeng behind him suddenly said the exact opposite.Thinking about his identity and the title of genius, his face couldn't help but get darker and darker.