Super Godly Evolution

"Yiyun, all the elder Li, help me too. There must be no problem with this matter!" Chu Lin looks at other people again, his face is heavy.

"In addition, martial uncle Daobin, first move the disciples of wumie palace to other palaces." Zhao Mengdie said to Daobin.

"Good." Seeing these people's heavy faces, Daobin knew that the matter was urgent. He immediately agreed to come down and quickly walked out.

Seeing their movements, chulin nodded slowly and looked at the land. With a heavy step on his foot, the surging gene energy directly penetrated the space and was sent into the earth.

Roar -

as the force surged into the earth, the whole mountain range was roaring, and a deep crack on the ground tore open, and then a huge huge huge monument slowly climbed out of the crack.

Hum -

just as the huge monument climbs up from the ground, the whole air is steep and gloomy, and it seems that there is a very tragic roar in the air.

This strange sign suddenly changed Chu Lin's mind. In the past four years, the mieshen tablet seems to have been corroded by the black fog.

The monument floated from the earth and fell into the eyes of all. Chu Lin took a look at it and held it tightly in his hand.

Today's mieshen stele, on the huge stone tablet, is full of evil and strange dark veins. Those veins are like the blood light on the same person's body, which fills the whole stele, and a breath of destruction rises from the stone tablet.

On the stele, in addition to the slowly creeping and shrinking dark veins, there is also a layer of Yang Yan flame on it. The fire light appears liquid, which slightly suppresses the dark veins.

"Now I can only suppress his black fog a little bit." Zhao Mengdie murmured, those Yang Yan flames are obviously her actions, but the black fog monster king in the mieshen stele is obviously unusual, and it can't be eliminated only by her strength.

"Enough." Chu Lin gently said that if Zhao Mengdie didn't suppress the black fog, the mieshen tablet would not last until Chu Lin came back.

"What do we do now?" Zhao Mengdie said.

"I'll go to the mieshen stele and dispose of the black fog beast king." Chu Lin coldly said that only by killing the black fog beast king completely, those black fog breath would cut off the source, and the mieshen tablet could recover.

"I'll go with you." She is very worried about the fierce butterfly in the black stele.

Chu Lin was a little suspicious.

"Well, I'm no worse than you now." Seeing the hesitant color on Chu Lin's face, Zhao Mengdie immediately snorted coldly.

Chu Lin has no choice but to nod his head after thinking for a moment. Now Zhao Mengdie is really extraordinary. If he really fights, Chu Lin doesn't think he can stabilize her. This time, there is a great risk in killing the black fog beast king. Zhao Mengdie holds the Vientiane Tianyi, and his chance of winning will be much higher.

"Well, let's do it together today."

Hearing Chu Lin agree to come down, Zhao Mengdie's face just blooms with smile.

"Everyone, it's up to you to see what's going on outside the monument."

Chu Lin once again reminds Zhu Li's great elder and others, and then nods to Zhao Mengdie. The two people turn into light and fly into the monument.

Entering the inner part of the mieshen stele, the dark fog immediately surges in like a flood of tides. Then Chu Lin grabs Zhao Mengdie's arm and begins to feel the warmth of Yang Yan flame.

Hum -

the red light radiated out, and the darkness of this area was all through his body. Chu Lin turned his head and saw that Zhao Mengdie raised a finger, and a little light was floating on the fingertip. Where did the soft and warm light come from.

Zhao Mengdie looked at the deep darkness in front of her eyes, a little flash in her eyes and a cold hum, "this little trick, isn't I underestimated."

This sentence just fell, saw a group of flames from the bottom of two people's feet, and then the tongue of fire flickered, and then, a pathetic cry floated up.

Chu Lin's eyes swept away as the flames burst and turned into bright spots. In the dark, countless black Python curled up, and a pair of scarlet eyes flashed in the thick fog, staring at Chu Lin coldly.

Chu Lin stepped forward, the purple light flashed in his eyes, and then the purple light burst out of his body. In the dark, dark clouds floated out of the sky. In the next moment, countless purple magic thunder thundered down, and the whole world was filled with the sound of corrosion.

"Moyuan heart?" Zhao Mengdie looks at the strange wave that escapes from Chu Lin's body, and her eyes flash with surprise.

"Well, in the world of dragon curling." Chu Lin said with a faint smile, and then looked into the deep darkness, "that mieshen stele has been suppressed for a long time. I'm afraid this space of mieshen stele has been controlled by the black fog beast king."

"Let's just break it!"

As soon as Zhao Mengdie pinched her hand, she suddenly turned into a five stringed zither composed of flame. Her fingers gently fell on the surface of the instrument and slightly hooked.

The sound of the piano is melodious and resounding, and a flash of fire suddenly shoots out from the string. In the rolling of the sound, it turns into a huge flamingo, which shines on the whole dark world.The Firebird flies and rolls the flames all over the sky, directly bumps into the dark of the black fog, and then explodes with a bang.

"Fire, banish!"

With a deep voice, from Zhao Mengdie's mouth everywhere, chulin's eyes changed. He saw the black fog whistling in the fire, and the dust was annihilated and dissipated.

The dark fog quickly subsided.

After half an hour, their pace gradually weakened and their sight turned cold.

In front of it, the dark land extends. In the center of the land, there is a huge black stele, which is the monument of extermination that Chu Lin communicated with before.

But now, Chu Lin's line of sight stands slightly on the mieshen stele, and directly looks at the figure sitting quietly above the stone tablet.

"Hee hee, some people dare to come here!"

On the stele of extermination, the black painted figure raised his eyes. A pair of scarlet eyes were extremely evil. It seemed that there was an infinite fierce breath inside. His sharp palm was tightly clasped on the surface of the stele, and his fingernails carved a scratch on the stone tablet.

The black lacquer figure was staring at Zhao Mengdie, and his eyes were slightly shrunk at this time, "the rule of strange things? How can the magic instrument be in your hands

"It's just a black fog beast king who has survived two divine robberies. Is it too rampant?" Chu Lin snorted coldly.

The black lacquer shadow looked at Chu Lin again. In an instant, they only felt that the dark fog around him suddenly shook. The scarlet eyes were also filled with strong consternation and fear. "Are there two rules? It's impossible! "