Super Martial God

King Qing's face twitched.

This kind of Ningqiang is really unexpected.

However, King Qing was not careless and looked carefully at Lin Mu.

He found that he could not see through Lin Mu's cultivation.

But he didn't think that Lin Mu was higher than him, but thought that Lin Mu had the treasure of the dark saint, so he couldn't see through it.

This shows that Lin Mu's position in the dark temple is not low, otherwise he will never get the treasure of the dark saint.

So his original plan needs to be changed.

Originally, he intended to destroy Ning Mansion by force regardless of the dark temple disciple. He'd better teach a lesson together with the dark temple disciple. Anyway, Yuze went to resist.

Now it is speculated that Lin Mu's status is not low, and may even be no worse than that of Yuze. After he changed his attention and offended such people, the gain is not worth the loss.

Of course, he can't completely swallow it. After all, King Qing's house has lost too many people. At least let the other party express and make some concessions.

He believes that he is a saint of Asia and still has this face.

"Your Excellency, but a disciple of the dark temple?"

Immediately, King Qing's arrogant posture converged a bit, but he was still very powerful.

Lin Mu smiled and didn't speak.

King Qing, when Lin Mu was the default, continued: "I celebrate the king's house. It seems that I have no grievances with you. Why do you have to deal with the people in the king's house again and again?"

With that, he also released his soul and thought and searched Ningfu. At the same time, he was also showing Lin Mu his power and played a deterrent role.

After the search, the people in King Qing's residence who had entered the border city really disappeared. He was full of confidence and said, "if the king's expectation is good, I'm afraid those people will be killed by you?"

It is not surprising that these core disciples of the dark temple have more or less something given by their ancestors, which can kill the Taoist God.

"It's not a pit kill, it's a direct kill."

Lin Mu spoke.

King Qing only thought that Lin Mu was pretending. Even if Lin Mu was a disciple of the holy ancestor, he would never kill the Taoist God if there was no ambush.

"You are a disciple of the dark temple. I respect you for that, but you have no chance to kill my disciple of King Qing's residence. It's unreasonable, isn't it?"

He said slowly.

"Oh? What do you want? "

Lin Mu Dao.

"I don't have any more ideas, but the people in my palace can't die in vain. You are a disciple of the dark temple and have a noble identity. You can't let innocent people die unjustly?"

Qing Wang said slowly.

He thought that his words were polite enough to give the other party face. If the other party's IQ was normal, they should give a good response, and then both sides were happy, shook hands and made peace.

However, Lin Mu only said faintly, "you can't die in vain, and my spirit can't be lost in vain."

"Mental loss?"

QingWang was stunned.

"I killed the people in King Qing's residence because they threatened to kill when they came in like you, which frightened me and made me lose my spirit. When you came in just now, you also came in and shouted to keep the chickens and dogs. Shouldn't you give some mental damage? "

Lin Mufeng said softly.

"Sir, are you teasing me?"

Qing Wang's face became very ugly.

He gave Lin Mu face. I thought Lin Mu would give him face, too. I didn't expect Lin Mu to be so disrespectful.

"If I tease you, I have to have that Kung Fu."

Lin Mu shook his head. "Don't be too self righteous."

King Qing was more sure that Lin Mu was teasing him this time. He was no longer polite. He said coldly, "Sir, I know you are a temple disciple, but as a sub saint, I really want to fight. Do you think I can't suppress you?"

Lin Mu looked at him calmly: "in fact, I wanted to kill you last time when I was in the territory of King Qing's residence, but there were too many people in the city. I was afraid to disturb the dark saint, so I saved your life."

"You robbed the mark of fate that time?"

Hearing the speech, King Qing immediately reacted and his face changed.

"Well, it's me."

Lin Mu nodded.

"Kill!"

King Qing was very decisive. He knew that Lin Mu had robbed him of the mark of his fate. Obviously, he had been calculating him. He made a quick decision to give up the peace talks and decided to suppress Lin Mu first.

On his fist, black light was released again, forming black scales to wrap his fist, instantly breaking the void and smashing into Lin Mu's chest.

Lin Mu stretched out his palm and blocked King Qing's fist.

QingWang's expression changed in an instant.

When his fist touched Lin Mu's palm, it was like hitting in an endless sea. He could not feel the strength and depth of Lin Mu.

"What?"

QingWang felt unimaginable.

He's a saint!

Although he is not the top Yasheng, even the top Yasheng cannot make him feel powerless.

The only possibility is that Lin Mu is not a second saint, but a great saint.

"No, it's impossible. It doesn't conform to common sense. How can a great saint appear in the dark world."

It is reasonable to say that as long as the dark saint is not stupid, he will not let another saint in.

However, Lin Mu gave him the feeling that he was obviously a great saint.

Boom

An indescribable force poured out of Lin Mu's palm and spread all over King Qing's body through King Qing's arm.

QingWang clearly felt that every place that the power flowed through would kill all his cells.

There was a look of despair on his face.

He didn't even beg for mercy at this time.

Because that power has entered his heart, killed his heart, and entered his head, killed his brain, and killed his spirit.

A moment later, King Qing closed his eyes. The connection between his divine soul and the avenue was cut off by Lin Mu and completely fell.

"Deal with it."

Lin Mu let go at will and let King Qing's body fall to the ground, as if he had killed not a second sage, but a mouse.

Ning Qiang worships Lin Mu so much that he thinks Lin Mu's style is too noble.

That's Yasheng. In Lin Mu's eyes, he's just like a mouse.

Killing King Qing is really not a big deal for Lin Mu.

He continued to return to the yard and began to practice and think.

The emergence of Yuze provided him with a new idea.

Why should he work hard to collect the marks of fate? He can find more people like Yuze, and then let the other party collect them. Finally, he can directly collect the fruits.

Thousands of light-years away, Yuze fled to a wasteland.

"Border city, who is there?"

He was a little suspicious.

In the frontier city before, he always had a very dangerous feeling, and it didn't dissipate now, so he was in a hurry to escape.

However, he could not figure out who was in the dark temple, which would bring him such a strong threat.