Super Martial God

Dong Dong Dong

The sound of violent impact, like the beating of war drums, can be heard all the time.

In the dark, I don't know what is madly impacting the historic barrier.

The monsters in the monument squatted there trembling.

Under this terrible pressure, the only thing they can rely on is the barrier of historic sites.

Without this barrier, no matter how many they are, there will be no bones in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a sudden silence outside.

Then the diaphragm of the stone gate suddenly twisted.

Gradually, a strange seven claw handprint was pressed out on the diaphragm. It seemed that some forbidden object was pressing the diaphragm and trying to break it.

This strange giant claw obviously can't break the diaphragm barrier of the stone gate.

After a while, the Giant Claw retreated and replaced by another ten claw handprint.

The power of this ten claw handprint is obviously stronger than the previous seven claw handprint, which makes the diaphragm barrier concave into the historic site.

At this moment, Lin Mu could finally see what was outside the diaphragm.

That's really a ten clawed hand.

Then something terrible happened.

The palm of the ten clawed giant hand slowly cracked, and one eye came out.

The eyes are all black, as if there were ten black birds in them.

Seeing this eye, even if the mood is as strong as Lin Mu, it can't help but be cold all over, like falling into the abyss.

Just then, the ten black birds turned into ten palms and began to print.

A mysterious handprint, constantly knot.

Buzz!

Space buzzing vibration.

Lin Mu found that after the ten palms began to seal, an indescribable force of terror, such as the tide, gushed out.

The power is so great that he can feel it even in the historic site.

Lin Mu's eyes flickered and silently wrote down the gestures of those fingerprints.

Hum!

The power of terror madly impacted the historic site, and the whole historic site shook.

The buildings in the historic site make a click sound. Many buildings have fallen tiles and cracked walls.

Seeing this, Lin Mu finally figured out why the buildings in this historic site are so dilapidated.

Seeing that the historic site could not be supported, a sudden movement came from the central platform.

Those bronze coffins flew one by one.

Click click

The ancient coffin is open.

Then a white skeleton sat up from inside.

A total of 99 white skeletons were blooming with colorful rays.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the energy is scattered, and the cave is dark and empty, shaking the bright Taiyuan; The eight powerful gods make me natural, Lingbao Fu life, and tell the nine days... "

Mysterious spells are emitted from the mouths of these skeletons.

At the same time, there are also handprints, tied from their hands.

The power of Wei'an was released, and the crumbling monument immediately stabilized.

The counterattack of the ancient coffins and skeletons seemed to provoke the existence of terror in the dark.

In the ten palms of the ten birds, the light fluctuated, condensed into fuzzy figures and sat in the palm.

"Buzzing banzal sado samaya, manabalaya, banzal sado dinoba..."

"Su Po, you su Po hung, tiller Li He hung, tiller Li He hung, tiller Li he sowed wild, hung a Qian wild, Hu Po hung tied the sun, hung hair Zha."

The louder mantra shook the world and resounded through all directions.

Darkness and the glow in the historic site are engaged in a fierce confrontation.

Between heaven and earth, all other sounds disappeared, and only two spells collided.

Lin Mu was shocked.

Such a terrorist battle is beyond the understanding of ordinary practitioners.

Even Lin Mu could only vaguely foresee that this was the collision of two Qi forces, but the specific combat mode was also difficult for him to understand.

The experience he has developed in his life and death experience for many years has made him realize that it is of great benefit to him to personally experience such a battle.

Without any hesitation, he silently wrote down the fingerprints and spells of both sides.

In the dark, it is like an evil spirit, with the power of the night, ten fingerprints and a terrible spell, trying to devour the historic site.

Inside the historic site, there is the orthodoxy of the cultivation world, which uses a hundred skeletons and a hundred kinds of fingerprints to resist the dark demons.

The spell once again overwhelmed the counterattack force in the monument, and 99 skeletons trembled violently.

Just then, the last coffin in the monument was opened.

This time, there was not a skeleton, but a white bone palm.

White bone palm knot a more mysterious handprint.

Boom!

In an instant, the power of the skeleton side soared dozens of times.

"The forces of these two sides are so powerful. I wonder if I can break the Qi diaphragm in the blood with their power?"

Suddenly, a light flashed in Lin Mu's mind.

He finally reacted. Why did he feel that the confrontation in front of him was of great benefit to him.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu is like a blessing to his heart.

Lin Mu is not an alchemist after all. He lacks awe for many things.

If you are another alchemist, you absolutely dare not have the idea of Lin Mu.

Just like the villagers in the stone statue village, their accomplishments are countless times stronger than Lin Mu, but they are more awed by things in the night than Lin Mu and never dare to violate them.

On the contrary, it is Lin Mu. He is not an alchemist. Although he knows the horror of things in the night, he doesn't know how terrible it is.

It is not only the power of the night, but also the power of the monument.

Don't mention Lin Mu's ancestor, even an alchemist, who dares to touch these two forces. If he doesn't pay attention, he will be broken to pieces and destroy both form and spirit.

Lin Mu didn't think so.

At the moment, he only felt that these two forces could help him break the barrier of integrating all blood, so he did it without hesitation.

In his opinion, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed and will not come again.

From the bottom of his heart, he regarded himself as a mortal and inherited many mortal thoughts.

For example, seek wealth and danger, and evil grows to the edge of courage.

After the advanced ancestors, ordinary practitioners pay more attention to calculation and layout. They know that dangerous things will not be touched.

These ancestors and alchemists have lived for an unknown number of ages. The more they live, the more they cherish their lives, and the more they cherish their lives, the more cautious they are.

Since the practice of Lin Mu, it has been less than 30000 years, and there are not so many cautious ideas at all.

It took him only 30000 years to practice to the present state, not by his talent, but by his courage and courage.

It depends on getting good fortune in crisis again and again.

Although he knew the danger now, in his heart, it was just another chance to win in danger.

"Now, the power of night and the power of historic sites are in a balance. At this time, even if I steal their power, they don't care about me."

Lin Mu has rich experience and decisively urges all blood in his body to intercept the truth and magic spells in the void.

Buzzing

In an instant, the power of truth and magic spell had a violent impact on his mortal blood.

In the past, no matter how he tried, he couldn't shake the blood diaphragm, which shook in an instant.

When Lin Mu saw it, he was delighted. His idea was indeed right. This spell and truth can really have an impact on the blood diaphragm.