Super Martial God

He Baiwei's voice fell. Huoxuan and Bingxuan stared at her and thought how could there be such a shameless woman in the world.

The withered grass hall and he Wanli wanted to kill the forest and animal husbandry a moment ago. This is totally self inflicted.

I don't know why he Baiwei has such a thick skin. He has the face to ask Lin Mu to save he Wanli.

Lin Mu looked calm.

He has seen too many storms in his life. A small role like he Baiwei can't stir up much ripples in her heart.

Therefore, he completely ignored the words of he Baiwei and looked at he Wanli indifferently: "Heaven's sin can still be forgiven, self sin can't live."

"He Wanli, I told you that this yellow Wu bead can't be used. You have to suffer for yourself. Who can blame?"

Hopewell stay where you are.

"Ah."

At this time, he Wanli suddenly gave a shrill scream, and then calmed down.

His eyes became cold and gloomy, and his temperament changed greatly: "he's just a peak Qi refiner in the Qi realm, and dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat?"

"What's going on?"

The friars all around were in doubt.

At the moment, he Wanli's tone was completely different from that of himself, as if he had changed.

Only Lin Mu was surprised and calm: "it's not a small thing to hide your head and show your tail."

"Wood, is this?"

Huoxuan also wondered.

"Huang wuzhu has long been refined by other monks."

Lin Mu Dao.

"What?"

Huoxuan was surprised, and then looked strangely at the friars of the withered grass hall, "you mean, this Huangwu pearl is actually a master. The so-called creation of Huangwu mountain is a trap?"

Hearing this, the monks of the withered grass hall changed greatly.

Especially the monks who came back with horwanli.

If it's true as huoxuan said, they've been busy for half a year. Didn't they make a big joke?

"It's impossible. We've observed it for half a year. If Huang Wu Zhu is a master, how can we not perceive it? Why can our hall leader refine Huang Wu Zhu?"

The elder of withered grass hall couldn't accept the way.

"Hum, it's just that your cultivation is too low and your eyelids are too shallow."

Bingxuan disdained the way.

These people of Kucao hall dare to murder their disciples in Zhongnan mountain. It's really hard to redeem them.

If they were not acting as disciples of ghost Valley and could not call Zhongnan Mountain forces, he would like to lead Zhongnan Mountain army to wipe out the withered thatched cottage immediately.

Kucao hall is also a great power in the world, but it is just a local chicken and a dog in front of Zhongnan mountain.

"Can you see through the law of yin and spirit?"

Lin Mu shook his head and didn't hide anything.

The spirit in the Pearl of Huang Wu shows that he has bad intentions towards the withered grass hall. Now he has destroyed it. Both sides are enemies. Naturally, he doesn't have to hide anything for each other.

"Yin Ling?"

Hearing these words, not to mention the people in the withered grass hall, even the people in ghost valley were shocked.

Yin Ling is a kind of soul separation.

The difference is that ordinary souls are greatly restricted by the main soul and have no autonomy, but the ghost is different. Like an independent soul, it has independent thoughts and can practice itself, but it can't betray the main soul.

However, such a thing with anti heaven function is extremely rare in the world.

Because this spirit is a completely ten evil thing.

If you want to refine Yin spirit, you need countless dead spirits as fuel.

In the great famine, a strong man burned all the creatures in a level 10 world in order to refine the Yin spirit, which was the success of refining.

But now is the most holy era. Under the absolute authority of the most holy, no friars dare to do such things.

I didn't expect that all the friars would see the spirits on the withered grass star today. It's really terrible.

Before, the monks didn't understand that he Wanli was at least a peak alchemist in the yuan realm. How could he be controlled by other things? Now he can understand.

A ghost, even the weakest one, is no weaker than he Wanli.

What's more, the ghost at present knows that the manufacturing time is not short. It is estimated that his strength has been comparable to that of the boundless master. He Wanli is not ready. It's normal to win the move.

At this thought, all the monks present turned pale.

As long as people who are not stupid know that the secret of yin and spirit is very important, its owner will never tolerate such a secret to leak out.

In order to keep this secret, I'm afraid the ghost will not let go of all the monks present today.

They may not be afraid of other monks, but they are really afraid of such evil spirits.

"I know a lot, but I want to see if you can continue to be sharp when I remove your muscles and bones and pull out your tongue."

The ghost in the Yellow Wu Zhu gave a cold laugh.

Peng!

When sneering, the terrible wave was injected into he Wanli's body.

In an instant, the breath of lotus Wanli soared at an incredible speed. In a moment, it broke through the yuan realm and reached the level of boundless.

After two breaths, he Wanli opened his eyes again.

But now his eyes were gray and full of yin and evil.

At the next moment, his feet flickered, his body suddenly turned into a residual shadow, and rushed to Lin Mu like lightning.

Almost at the same time, the figure of "he Wanli" appeared in front of Lin Mu, and his five fingers had grabbed Lin Mu's throat.

The speed is so terrible that even Yuan Jing experts can't react.

Lin Mu's eyes did not fluctuate. I don't know when his right hand had been stretched out, but he Wanli's wrist was in his hand.

"Eh?"

It seemed unexpected that Lin Mu, a little top master of Qi realm, could stop his attack. "He Wanli" was surprised, and then his eyes were even more violent, opening his mouth and biting Lin Mu like a beast.

Lin Mu's reaction speed was faster than he thought, and his strength was stronger than he thought.

As soon as he threw it hard, "he Wanli" was thrown on the ground by Lin Mu, which directly collapsed the ground.

"This seat will tear you to pieces."

The spirit was completely angered.

Lin Mu's eyes were slightly cold.

A little ghost dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

This Yin spirit, which is said to be comparable to the boundless strong, is actually at most a pseudo boundless, which can not be compared with the real boundless strong.

But he can suppress even the real boundless strong. How can he care about a pseudo boundless.

Previously, it was only the first time he saw the Yin Ling. He thought it was interesting, so he played more with the Yin Ling.

Unexpectedly, the Yin Ling didn't know what to do. He really thought he was a bully, but he made it worse, which made Lin Mu feel cold in his heart.

"Go to hell..."

The ghost burst out real power, opened his mouth and spit out a black ghost sword, stabbing Lin Mu.

Other monks were shocked when they saw this scene, as if they had foreseen the miserable end of Lin Mu.

Not only they, but also the monks of ghost Valley changed their faces.

In their view, even if the forest and animal husbandry are strong, it is impossible to compete with the boundless strong.

However, before the Yin Ling's voice fell, Lin Mu suddenly took his hand and pinched the Yin Ling's sword with his fingers.