Super Martial God

"Blood kill."

Lin Mu ignored the blood weasel and also performed the art of blood killing. Countless blood shadows flew out and surrounded the blood weasel.

At this time, the blood weasel had a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Back!"

As a strong man who has lived for six centuries, he has a keen sense of crisis.

He has realized that there is little possibility that he wants to catch Lin Mu today. In that case, he might as well return to too little wall.

For him, no amount of credit is important to save his life.

"Blood net!"

The blood weasel wanted to escape, but Lin Mu didn't give him a chance.

The blood around turned into a blood net, blocking the retreat of the blood weasel.

"Lin Mu, I admit that I underestimated you, but it's impossible for you to defeat me. Why do you end up losing both sides?"

Said the blood weasel angrily.

"It is impossible for me to defeat you on my own, but who told you that I have only one person?"

Lin Mu smiled.

The uneasiness in the blood weasel's heart became stronger.

At this time, the void fluctuated, and six figures appeared. It was Ning Qingyu.

The blood weasel glanced, but the original uneasiness was eliminated. He sneered: "Lin Mu, with these six ordinary Taoist gods, do you want to deal with me?"

Although Ning Qingyu is already a Taoist God, they are only the cultivation of an era.

In the eyes of ordinary martial artists, Ning Qingyu may be a strong man, but in his eyes, a strong man in eight eras, there is nothing more Taoist gods in one era.

"Why not?"

Lin Mu looked unchanged and said calmly, "small bowl, seal."

Buzz!

Six purple lights flew out of Lin Xiaowan's eyes and instantly connected her with Lin Mu's seven people to form a purple moon.

"Youyue palace!"

Seeing the purple moon, the blood weasel looked greatly changed, as if to hell, "it's impossible. The youyue palace has been destroyed in the second era. How can it appear again!"

Although Lin Mu and others were puzzled by the words of the blood weasel, they did not hesitate to take action in the face of such a great enemy as the blood weasel.

On the contrary, the blood weasel was obviously distracted at this time, which was the best opportunity for them to take action when their defense was the weakest.

"Ruyi Xinyin!"

The avenue of seven people gathered together and formed a purple moon mark in the palm of Lin Mu.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Lin Mu slapped the blood weasel.

Bang!

As a result, even Lin Mu didn't think of it. With this slap, he felt that a force more than ten times his own strength broke out.

At this moment, his palm power is likely to surpass ten eras.

A spatter of blood, the blood weasel was slapped off and his chest was punctured on the spot.

"Xuedun."

The sharp stabbing pain made the blood weasel wake up, and his body suddenly turned into a blood shadow, trying to escape.

"Ruyi Xinyin, suppression!"

Lin Mu's eyes were flat and his palm pressed against the blood weasel.

Boom!

In the sky, a purple moon suddenly pressed down, and the blood weasel was pressed down on the spot.

"Close."

Lin Mu stretched out his hand, and the purple moon quickly became smaller and flew into his palm.

There is a little man in the purple moon, which is a blood weasel.

Later, Lin Mu suppressed the blood weasels in the fifth city. Just in case, he threw the black light from a taboo monument into the fifth city to suppress the blood weasels together.

In this way, I believe that no matter how capable the blood weasel is, he can't escape his repression.

"Let's go."

If you don't know how close you are to the forest, you won't be able to stay too far away.

Sure enough, three figures appeared in this area three minutes after Lin Mu left.

Among the three figures, on the left is the strong man of cultivation in the six eras, in the middle is Luo Junyu, and on the right is a mysterious man with a hat.

"The battle ends in no more than five minutes."

The strong men of the six eras observed the meeting and made an immediate judgment.

"What was the result?"

Luo Jun said in the rain.

The strong man of the six eras touched his beard, which seemed difficult to grasp.

Suddenly, Luo Junyu and he looked at the mysterious man wearing a hat.

"Yuan Sheng, what do you think?"

Luo Junyu said respectfully.

When treating others, Luo Junyu didn't have the slightest respect for even the blood weasel who has been cultivated for eight eras, but he obviously respected the mysterious man from the bottom of his heart.

The mysterious man was silent and seemed to be sensing something.

A moment later, he said, "there are eight people, two men and six women."

"One man and six women finally left, and the smell of one man disappeared."

Luo Junyu was nervous: "Yuan Sheng, who is the man who disappeared?"

"The man who disappeared was full of blood. As expected, he was the boy of the blood weasel."

Mysterious people have no joy or anger.

"It was the blood weasel who disappeared. Doesn't that mean that the blood weasel was suppressed?"

The strong man of the six eras was shocked and said, "this... How is this possible? Lord bloody weasel is a strong man with eight eras of cultivation. In this world, except for the strong man of our annihilation camp, how can anyone defeat him?"

"Liang Yong, don't talk nonsense. How can you question what Yuan Sheng said!"

Luo Jun scolded the rain.

"No, your highness, I didn't question Yuan Sheng's meaning, but it was hard to accept for a while."

Liang Yong hurriedly explained.

"Don't be nervous. My words are not golden rules. There are no creatures who don't make mistakes in this world. I made mistakes before and may make mistakes in the future."

The mysterious man called "Yuan Sheng" didn't care and said faintly, "however, Liang Yong, remember, never look too high on yourself, let alone despise your opponent."

"We have lost the rotten wood of the era. It seems that we have a great momentum and occupy an absolute advantage, but it is by no means invincible in the world."

"Yuan Sheng, Liang Yong has been taught."

Liang Yong was convinced.

Luo Jun's rain eyes showed the color of thinking: "Yuan Sheng, do you notice anything?"

"I feel the breath of the Moon Palace."

Yuan Sheng's voice was no longer so ancient, and there was a faint touch.

"The Moon Palace?"

Luo Junyu was a little confused.

Although she is the daughter of the monarch, she was born relatively late. She knows too little about the ancient existence of youyue palace.

However, Liang Yong obviously knew what the youyue palace was. His face was full of shock and lost his voice: "what? Moon Palace? But... Didn't the secluded Moon Palace perish in the second era? "

"If it is destroyed, it does not mean it will disappear forever."

Yuan Sheng sighed. His voice was full of desolation flowing in time and space.

"Liang Yong, what force is this secluded Moon Palace?"

Luo Junyu hurriedly asked.

"Your Highness."

Liang Yong took a deep breath and finally calmed down. He said to Luo Jun, "I think you should have heard of the immortal palace?"

"Of course I have."

Luo Junyu showed deep fear in her eyes, but she knew very well that every time her father mentioned these three words, her tone was extremely dignified.

It can be seen that even her father, the greatest monarch in the world, is extremely afraid of the immortal Taoist who is said to be immortal.