Super Martial God

Lin Mu smiled, took out the box containing white Lingyu's hair and threw it into the sky.

This box can hold white spirit domain hair. It's not an ordinary box. It's also a ten way robber.

Bang!

The box soon collided with the string of Buddha beads.

The box fell back into Lin Mu's palm, and the string of Buddha beads flew back.

After the meeting, a monk sat in a wheelchair. The wheelchair moved by itself without being pushed and slid out of the temple.

"Mr. long is easy to calculate."

Fanzi's eyes were evil and merciless, and he stared at Lin Mu like a poisonous snake.

At this time, he was gnashing his teeth at Lin Mu.

Originally, when he came to Wuding city this time, he planned to come and leave silently without disturbing anyone.

But now, he was forced out by Lin Mu, and there was no exposure of suspense. Then those people in Mogadishu could easily associate bharatili's death with him.

More importantly, the holy potion stolen by Zhou Runjie has obviously been cheated by Mr. long.

"It's him!"

Bosa Kaya and Bosa moye recognized Fanzi at once, and their eyes were very dignified.

At the same time, messages flew out of the indefinite city at a very fast speed and spread to all parts of the dark forest.

In front of the little temple.

"Each other, but long is luckier."

Lin Mu will not be afraid of this Buddhist abandonment.

His current identity is false. Fan Qi doesn't even know who he is. He can't find himself if he wants revenge, so Lin Mu is really confident.

"Hand over the things and you and I will write them off."

Vatican abandoned his anger and said slowly.

"Master fan, are you kidding?"

Without thinking, Lin Mu said sarcastically, "I hide and plan for a long time because I have the same goal as you. Do you think I will agree to your conditions?"

"Very good. I hope Mr. long won't regret it one day."

Van Gogh abandoned the ferocious way.

"No."

Lin Mu smiled faintly.

As long as the holy potion is in hand, even if his identity is exposed, he doesn't want to escape.

Just now he and Van Gogh gave up the hand, and both of them knew that they couldn't help each other.

The enemies of Fanzi and the demon sect are definitely much more than Mr. long. Therefore, if Fanzi doesn't go again, the major forces in the dark forest will immediately stare at him.

Therefore, it is not Lin Mu but fan Zi who has to go now.

"Go!"

Sure enough, Fanzi made a quick decision and chose to evacuate.

He is not afraid of Mr. long, but he is afraid of Xiangong and Wuji Taoist court.

If Xiangong, Wuji Taoist court and Buddhism find opportunities, they will never show mercy and will leave him forever.

Luye kept up quickly without saying a word.

Zhou Runjie stared at Lin Mu with resentment for a long time. Finally, he had to bite his teeth and choose to leave with Fanzi.

It is impossible to recapture the holy potion, and he still has the magic thread under Vatican Zibu in his body, so he can only follow Vatican Zibu.

After leaving the indefinite City, Fanzi suddenly stopped in mid air.

Luye and Zhou Runjie behind him also stopped quickly.

Then Fanqi turned around and slapped Zhou Runjie in the face: "waste!"

Zhou Runjie had a bloody mouth, but he could only bow his head and endure.

This time, even he couldn't forgive himself. It was a great shame that he was cheated and offered the holy potion to others.

"Master fan, let's just let Mr. dragon go?"

Luye was unwilling to say.

They planned the holy potion for so long and arranged everything. Finally, Mr. long picked the peach.

"I can't take what Van Gogh abandoned so easily."

Fanzi said cruelly, "if you take the holy agent, his blood will have the same effect. One day, I will take out all his blood and drink it."

In the indefinite city.

"Mr. long, he's not dead."

Whirling kayah breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Mr. long is a bully, she also knows that from the information investigated, the other party has not really done anything evil except for a bully spokesman.

Although such people are guilty, they can't sin to death.

"Fanzi also came to this indefinite city. What are they talking about?"

Whirling Mo ye thought secretly, "and this Mr. long is an Asian saint. I don't know where he is."

Lin Mu ignored other things.

First he returned to his residence, then he left the city of infinity, went outside, found a remote mountain forest and hid it in the depths of the earth.

"Why are there two bottles? Which bottle is the holy potion? "

Lin Mu took out the two bottles stolen by Zhou Runjie.

In his judgment, it is more likely that this golden blood is a holy agent. After all, Fanzi said that there is divine blood in this holy agent.

However, the prestige contained in another bottle should not be underestimated.

The fluctuation of these two things is no less than the blood of the white spirit domain and the hair of the white spirit domain.

"First look at what's in this bottle."

Lin Mu decided to open the bottle containing tear like liquid first.

"Repression!"

Lin Mu took out the statue of Bai Lingyu and suppressed the bottle in advance to avoid the impact of the liquid inside him.

Then he opened the bottle, and sure enough, a terrible wave was released. Fortunately, the statue of Bai Lingyu suppressed it, which could not have much impact on him.

"What is this?"

Lin Mu was shocked.

From this, he felt a strong sadness, and even his consciousness couldn't help but want to sink into it.

Fortunately, his will was firm, and the white spirit realm statue weakened the sadness, so he finally insisted.

"Perception."

Lin Mu put his mind into this drop of transparent liquid, and then the composition of the liquid is as profound as the blood of the white spirit domain.

Fortunately, he has read the blood of the white spirit realm. Even if the realm is not enough, he has experience.

Immediately, he explored this drop of liquid according to the method of cracking the blood structure of Bailing domain.

The results show that although the structure of this drop of liquid is very different from that of Bai Lingyu's blood, the principle of the two is really the same.

Bits and pieces of information soon came into Lin Mu's mind.

"Divine tears!"

Lin Mu was shocked.

This drop of liquid is God's tears.

But how does God exist and how can he cry?

So far, he can't understand the realm of immortals. This God is almost the same as immortals. Presumably, the realm is also supreme.

Such existence, why cry? And so sad.

However, some pieces of information in divine tears soon made Lin Mu happy.

He found that the divine tears had a special effect, which could accelerate the speed of understanding and construction.

When the mood of divine tears began to diffuse, when he was in it and thought about the structure of blood in the white spirit domain, the speed was tens of thousands of times faster than usual.

Some time ago, Lin Mu kept trying to gather Tao blood, but his heart sank more and more.

Because he realized that in his realm, it would take at least ten thousand years to condense Tao blood, even if it was just a drop.

In peacetime, he can still try slowly, but now it is the end of darkness. There are only 30000 years left, and the night is coming. Let alone 10000 years, a year is very precious.

I didn't expect such a surprise. With this tear, he may be able to shorten the coagulation time of Dao blood to less than one year.