Super Martial God

"I was born in this wild mountain. I lived with a group of untapped beasts when I was young. I didn't know the outside world until I met my uncle and brother Wang Chan the year before last."

Sang Sang said slowly, "last year, with curiosity, I went to see the outside world mentioned by my uncle and brother Wang Chan, but I found that the outside world was full of war and chaos. Without strength, I couldn't survive at all. Countless creatures hope. Therefore, I hope to learn from my uncle and improve my strength. I don't want to die so early. "

Lin Mu thought, not only can you not die, you will become the supreme saint in the future.

However, he certainly couldn't say this, and there was no reason to refuse Sang Sang. He smiled and said, "silly girl, in the past two years, although there is no name of master and apprentice between you and me, in fact, there has been the reality of master and apprentice."

Sang Sang was very clever. He understood as soon as he heard it. He said with a happy face, "Sang Sang, see your teacher."

Wang Chan patted his forehead: "now you girl, you really become my junior sister." Before, he was still thinking that the teacher was good to Sang Sang like a teacher and apprentice. As a result, in the twinkling of an eye, Sang Sang really became the teacher's disciple.

The three most saints are all his disciples. Lin Mu doesn't know what to say, but he is still complacent.

"Come on, we've been living in this valley long enough. It's time to go out and have a look."

Lin Mu Dao.

The first person he was looking for was a God called "dust abyss". It was this dust abyss that hit him so hard.

The three soon came to the boundary between Protoss and barbarians.

Not long ago, Chi you, the current patriarch of the barbarians, used his peerless magic skills to change the barbarians' spirit and take their lives against the sky. However, he was punished by a large number of havoc and suffered heavy losses.

After that, Emperor Yan Lieshan, the head of the protoss family, and Gongsun, the head of the fairy family, led the strong men of the seven families to ambush Chiyou and kill Chiyou.

Now the seven strong families are going to further attack the barbarians to completely destroy them.

After the fall of Chiyou, the barbarians were still struggling to resist the seven tribes under the command of the Chiyou brothers.

Lin Mu doesn't care about these.

Whether the barbarians or the seven tribes, in his eyes, they are all clouds in history, which will disappear sooner or later.

Half an hour later, he came to the temple of Chenyuan.

"Who are you?"

Chenyuan has sensed the oppression outside the temple.

"Cow wood."

Lin Mu said faintly.

Chenyuan was surprised and flew out: "are you Niumu? It's impossible. You're not like Niumu at all, and Niumu has been badly hurt by me. You're obviously unharmed. "

"Take my fist. If you can survive, spare your dog's life."

Lin Mu Dao.

This Chenyuan is a god of Yuanjing level, that is, the great God.

"Presumptuous."

Chenyuan was furious.

Not long ago, he chased Niumu and ran away everywhere. Now Niumu dares to run in front of him.

Lin Mu ignored his anger and punched directly.

As soon as the fist strength came out, Chen Yuan's face changed. He ran his divine power crazy and wanted to resist.

The next moment, his body was hit by Lin Mu's fist.

The whole body fell to the ground.

"Go."

Lin Mu didn't care whether Chenyuan was dead or not, so he turned and left.

He said a punch, that's a punch, and he would never hit more.

"Sir, if you hurt the spirit of my Protoss, you want to leave like this?"

A majestic voice sounded.

Then came the power of terror, enveloping heaven and earth.

Lin Mu looked up and couldn't help looking different.

Yes, he has.

To be exact, I have seen it in later generations.

Suspended in the void is a virtual shadow shrouded in fog.

This virtual shadow is in the shape of a human. Half of its head is white and half is black. It sits on a huge black-and-white throne with its eyes closed.

mist!

There is no doubt that this virtual shadow is the mist of the Lord of natural order.

It is also one of the only three gods left in later generations.

In later generations, Lin Mu only saw the projection of mist, never saw the mist Buddha, and he didn't know how strong the mist Buddha was.

Now I see it, I know the horror of the mist.

From the smell of the mist at this time, it is impressively comparable to the boundless master, that is, the supreme god of the Protoss.

"My teacher is Lao Tzu, who dares to stop!"

Wang Chan shouted coldly.

"Lao Tzu?"

As soon as these words came out, all the protoss were slightly stunned.

The legend of Lao Tzu is too old. For a time, they didn't connect this "Lao Tzu" with the first in the world in the early days of da man.

But soon they reacted.

With such strong strength, and claiming to be "Lao Tzu", I'm afraid there is no one else except that "Lao Tzu".

Smell the speech, the mist is also moving.

Those eyes that never seem to open suddenly open.

In an instant, the sky was full of black and white magic light, as if countless black and white dragons were wandering.

"Your Excellency is really Lao Tzu?"

The mist said respectfully.

"Niu mu, it's my separation. The dust abyss destroys my separation. I'll punch him. What do you think?"

Lin Mu said faintly.

In this way, it is undoubtedly the default of his identity.

"It's your excellency."

"Isn't that Kong Xuan's teacher?"

Kong Xuan now has great prestige in the protoss, which leads to Lao Tzu's high reputation in the Protoss.

The deep dust of the gods changed their faces, and then they became dead gray.

If the mysterious man is Lao Tzu, his revenge may not be avenged.

"Misty, I've heard a lot about my name. It's really an honor to see you today."

The mist said, "it's said that in the great barbarian place, countless experts in the world gathered in the world's first valley to ask me for advice. Do you have the honor today?"

Knowing that Lao Tzu was coming, although he respected him, he was not afraid, but had a strong sense of war.

"Come on."

Lin Mu's tone was always calm.

He knows that if the mist doesn't fall today, I'm afraid no one will believe that he is Lao Tzu.

Even if one day it proves that he is really Lao Tzu, he will no longer be respected without absolute thunder means.

In later generations, he did not have the means to learn the mist. Now he can fight the mist back in the past.

Lin Mu didn't know how strong the mist was, and he didn't dare to fight easily.

But now Lin Mu can see through the mist, so he is not afraid.

The first one was mist.

At the moment when Lin Mu's voice fell, he made a quick decision without any hesitation.

He stretched out his right hand and clapped it at Lin Mu.

The whole heaven and earth, thick fog atmosphere, instantly condensed a thick fog hand to suppress the forest and animal husbandry.

Lin Mu didn't dodge or dodge. He punched boldly.

With a bang, the hand of the thick fog was scattered.

Then, the hands of the scattered fog quickly turned black and became a long black river. Countless black giant feet stretched out from inside and attacked the forest shepherds.

"It's a little interesting."

When Lin Mu opened his eyes, the blood light of destruction was emitted, and then divided into countless blood lights to collide with those giant feet.

The mist attack is more than that.

He suddenly vomited another breath of white gas, which turned into a white river. Countless white jade hands stretched out and patted Lin Mu.

"Taichu heart inflammation."

With a wave of his hand, the golden flame flew out and resisted the white jade hand.

"Worthy of Lao Tzu."

The mist exclaimed.

Then his eyes looked at Lin Mu.