Super Martial God

As soon as the mysterious character comes out, an invisible force, like a wind blade, cuts madly around.

The black ice blocks to freeze the forest and animal husbandry were cut by countless forces and broke one after another, unable to freeze the forest and animal husbandry.

"Roar!"

Lin Mu's resistance made poor Qi roar angrily.

The whole sky suddenly turned red, and then a huge claw also stretched out from the red gate and pressed down against the forest shepherd.

The power of this press is too terrible to resist the "Royal" character of Lin Mu.

Bang!

His feet were pressed into the ground by the huge claw on the spot. It seemed that the huge claw wanted him to kneel down.

Not only did his skin bend, but also his knees cracked.

Lin Mu's eyes were even colder without the slightest timidity.

A Throwing Knife appeared in his hand.

Although it is not the immortal chopping Throwing Knife and Xingchen snow, as long as the throwing knife is in his hand, it has peerless power.

Buzz!

The wrist shook and the Throwing Knife shot straight into poor Qi's eyes.

In the poor strange mountain and the poor strange city, countless creatures were in an uproar and scolded Lin Mu angrily.

It is really an unforgivable sin for this human being to dare to offend the poor and strange god.

Poor Qi's eyes were always indifferent. Even if Lin Mu's Throwing Knife hit, he didn't respond much.

The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve, but once there is improvement, it is a huge improvement.

Therefore, the gap between the five most powerful Taoist gods and other Taoist gods is also extremely amazing.

Buzz!

The flying knife broke the air attack, but when it was one meter away from poor Qi's eyes, it began to melt, drops of molten iron, dropping down.

When the Throwing Knife approached poor Qi's eyes for half a meter, it disappeared completely.

Lin Mu was not surprised by this result.

This knife was only a temptation, and he didn't expect a knife to hurt the poor.

Poor Qi suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a red breath at Lin Mu.

Hoo!

This breath exhaled, turned into countless fire points and dispersed in an instant.

Then, these fire spots turned into flames, like countless red snowflakes, flying madly towards Lin Mu.

In Lin Mu's perception, each flame contains incomparably terrible energy, which is almost as good as a round of sun.

If each flame had not been sealed by the poor and strange with energy and would not spread out, I'm afraid the whole poor and strange mountain would turn into magma in an instant.

Facing this terrible attack, Lin Mu's eyes were also very dignified.

A Throwing Knife appeared again in his hand.

Whew!

As soon as the throwing knife was released, countless knife forces burst out, and madly collided with the incoming flame.

The strength of the throwing knife could not resist all the flames after all. Soon, flames fell on Lin Mu.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Mu's body was shrouded in flames.

These flames, immediately visible to the naked eye, turned into layers of black ice, freezing Lin Mu in it.

After more than ten breaths, Lin Mu was completely frozen.

Poor strange eyes are still indifferent.

A flame flying in the air turns into a flame man and flies to Lin Mu, who seems to be going to catch poor Qi.

All the people in the poor strange Kingdom who witnessed this situation looked at the poor strange and were more and more full of worship.

Obviously, everyone thinks the big picture is settled.

The forest shepherd, like other enemies of the poor and strange god before, was easily suppressed by the poor and strange god.

Click!

Just then, the black ice of the frozen forest animal husbandry suddenly cracked a gap.

The man who came to catch Lin Mu's flame stopped slightly.

In the sky, poor and strange eyes are also frozen.

"Broken road!"

A silent word sounded in Lin Mu's heart.

Boom!

The smell of terror erupted from his body.

The ninth Jue in the nine Jue Sutra is to break the Tao.

The power of breaking the Tao, even the poor black ice, can't resist.

Bang!

At the next moment, all the frozen forest and animal husbandry ice crumbled and scattered.

Lin Mu's figure reappeared.

Shua!

With a slight leap of his foot, the man stepped into the air.

In the eyes of countless people, his not tall figure seems to be higher than the sky at this time.

Finally, in poor Qi's indifferent eyes, he began to be less calm and angry.

Anger turned into a stronger flame.

The space around Lin Mu was wildly distorted by burning.

Endless flames fell from the top of his head, but around his body, there seemed to be a layer of transparent glass to isolate all flames.

"Ancient road!"

Just then, poor Qi spit out words for the first time.

His voice was very obscure, with a depressing depression.

The ancient road is not a road, but a sword!

This sword was forged by poor Qi with the power of the great road.

When the sound fell, the door post on the left of the Red Gate trembled, and then the lines fell off to form a long sword that seemed to be condensed by the flame.

As soon as the sword came out, everything in the world and everything in the world lost its color.

In the past, poor Qi used this sword to kill and defeat many enemies.

The name of this sword is "the sword of judgment", also known as "the sword of poverty".

Now, the tip of the sword points directly at Lin Mu.

"The avenue of judgment is powerful and amazing, but the fate of all living beings should be controlled by all living beings themselves, not by others."

Lin Mu looked at the sky.

The avenue of poor Qi's practice, called adjudication Avenue, is really powerful and terrible.

However, Lin Mu has no fear in his heart.

What he controls is endless Avenue. He is about to learn from other avenues to constantly improve his way.

Poor Qi's eyes were cold. His eyes converged, as if there was an invisible hand, slowly holding the sword of the ruling.

Lin Mu did not hesitate any more, but suddenly spread his right hand in the air and stretched it out to the East.

The Far East is where the ark of creation is located.

A few months ago, the three realms had been placed in the ark of creation.

At this time, Xichuan City, the third boundary, is near the meteorite lake.

Du Wanxue sat there, practicing quietly.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, first stunned, and then relaxed.

Somewhere, a force shrouded her.

She did not make any resistance, because the breath of that force was the breath she was most familiar with and engraved in the depths of her soul.

The next moment, her body disappeared and the whole person turned into a throwing knife.

The blade is as blue as the sky. It is transparent. There are snowflakes in it. It looks very beautiful.

The mountain of poverty and wonder.

As soon as Lin Mu's hand reached out, a bright and beautiful blue light appeared in the sky.

Then, an elegant and perfect throwing knife fell on Lin Mu's palm.

For other things, even with the cultivation of Lin Mu, it is difficult to really ignore the endless space obstacles in the dark forest.

But the star snow throwing knife is different.

Xingchen snow throwing knife was originally connected with his mind, and later Du Wanxue turned into a tool spirit.

This throwing knife has already become a part of his body.

Therefore, even if the distance is far away, he and Du Wanxue can feel each other.