Super Martial God

The drunkard was watching.

It was expected that Lin Mu would be blown away. He was not surprised.

But the next moment his eyes widened.

Because he saw that the butcher's steps moved back a little.

Although this thread was only as wide as hair, it still shocked the drunkard.

The butcher also stayed there.

Lin Mu, did you beat him back?

"Ha ha ha."

Then the butcher almost laughed wildly.

He looked at the sky and shouted hysterically, "see, you see, my butcher has a descendant, a descendant."

In the roar, his eyes burst into tears: "kill, kill, wait, one day, my heirs will kill the clouds and split everything."

The drunkard listened and sighed.

In the village, the hunchback village head smiled, then shook his head: "this butcher, how can he become more crazy than a madman."

The crazy martial artist was stunned: "butcher, am I crazy or are you crazy?"

Lin Mu climbed out of the pool.

Look at the butcher, but there is no mockery of the butcher.

After a year of contact, he gradually knew who the villagers in Shixiang village were.

These are all masters who were exiled by the two religions of Yuan Zen.

As long as the two religions of Yuan Zen exist for one day, they will never emerge.

However, the existence of the two religions of Yuan Buddhism and Zen has the most holy seat and controls the power of Da Shu.

It's hopeless to be exiled by such forces. It's too dark to despair.

However, the villagers in the village always insisted.

The butcher can still vent now, which shows that the butcher's will has never been destroyed. How can Lin Mu not admire it.

You know, when he knew that the enemy was queen Lu, he felt strongly suffocated.

Not to mention the enemies of butchers and others, they are even more terrible than emperor Lu.

Although Lu Huang is strong, it is not worth mentioning compared with the most holy.

Hoo Hoo!

He sat down by the waterfall, breathing heavily.

It's hard to fight the butcher.

The blow just now consumed his energy and spirit.

Looking back on the previous knife, even Lin Mu felt incredible.

Unconsciously, his strength was raised to this level.

He can guarantee that he would never catch his knife before he came to the stone statue village.

However, he didn't think much at the moment. He quickly sat down and ran the mortal Avenue crazily.

Boom!

Three hours later, a roar came from his body.

Breakthrough.

His accomplishments finally broke through the peak of his superior ancestors.

"Cultivation, reaching the peak of my ancestors."

"Every blood has reached 80000 drops."

Lin Mu's eyes are bright.

His strength has changed after today's war.

"Xiao Mu, recovery is good."

The tongue less drunkard looked at Lin Mu with interest.

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Mu's body retreated.

From the look in the tongue less drunkard's eyes, he felt a trace of bad.

Shua!

Unlike in the past, this time there was no greeting, and the shape of the tongue less drunkard disappeared directly.

Almost at the same time, Lin Mu's cold hair stood up, and a strong sense of crisis appeared around him.

Without any hesitation, he seemed to be drunk and fell back.

The next moment, a dark shadow passed over him.

It is conceivable that as long as he slowed down a bit just now, the shadow would hit him and penetrate his chest.

"Sure enough."

The tongue less drunkard fluttered to the ground behind Lin Mu, and his eyes were especially bright.

In the past, he didn't dare to fight with Lin Mu at all, for fear that Lin Mu would hang up if he was a little more serious.

But now he found that Lin Mu could withstand a small part of his real attack.

"Uncle drunkard, you're serious."

Lin Mu was startled and quickly distanced himself from the tongue less drunkard.

The drunkard's attack just now made him feel the real crisis, which was very different from the training in the past year.

If he hadn't made great progress, he would have been injured if he hadn't died just now.

"Hey, Xiaomu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The drunkard's eyes glowed and looked at Lin Mu like a lusty ghost looking at a beautiful woman.

Lin Mu shivered: "Uncle drunkard, what do you want to do? My small arms and legs can't stand your tossing."

"Boy, don't pretend in front of me."

The drunkard thief said, "I watched the battle between you and the butcher. I was able to repel the butcher a little. This gives me the capital to bear my attack. In addition, you broke through after the battle, I'm sure I can't kill you."

"No."

Lin Mu ran away.

As a year ago, of all the alchemists, he was the last to fight an alcoholic.

In the past, it was so difficult for an alcoholic to be serious. Now he said he wanted to be serious, which really scared his little heart.

"Hahaha, it's too late."

Shua!

The figure of the drunkard was like a ghost. He caught up with Lin Mu in an instant.

In an instant, the two fought.

Dust rose and covered their figures.

In addition to the sound of physical collision, there was a faint sound of dialogue between the two.

"Uncle drunkard, don't force me."

"How can I force you to drop?"

"Wait, uncle drunkard, look behind you. Uncle butcher is going to attack you."

"What? Shit, you're so treacherous that you stabbed me in the ass. "

“……”

The two fought and bickered.

When fighting with others, Lin Mu is very serious and only listens to others' instructions. Only when fighting with drunkards, all kinds of intrigues emerge one after another.

Of course, drunkards are not good people. I don't know how many times they have cheated Lin Mu.

time lapse.

In a flash, half a year has passed.

It has been a year and a half since Lin Mu came to the village.

A year and a half is really nothing for a practitioner, especially at the ancestral level.

For strong people such as Lao Zu, closing a pass at random is calculated in ten thousand years.

However, for Lin Mu, this year and a half is his transformation time.

Under the training of the top ten alchemists, a Danti and several Guzu level masters, his strength changes dramatically every other day.

"Every blood finally reached 84000 drops."

Lin Mu stood by the star waterfall and breathed a long breath.

Just now, he condensed the 84000 drops of ordinary blood, and the blood of his whole body was changed into ordinary blood.

At the same time, his accomplishments are infinitely close to the great perfection of his ancestors.

But then Lin Mu frowned.

Just now, he tried to melt all the blood, but he found that he couldn't.

Although he has 84000 drops of all blood, every drop of all blood is isolated from each other, not one.

This means that his body still does not lose the body of Da Luo.

If he didn't understand, he didn't think much.

Looking at the sky, it was almost dark. He dared not stay outside any more and walked towards the stone statue village.

When he returned to the village, he told the other villagers his doubts.

Hearing his question, the villagers also frowned.