Supreme Martial God

It seems to be a natural beast. This super fighting spirit has nearly doubled its speed as a beast!

"Woo ~".

The strong cold wind and rain came against the current from the front, like a sword hitting Lin Yue, sending out a dense sound of metal plate crackling!

Lin Yue looked at the rapidly retreating trees on both sides. He just felt that his sight could not shake. He was a little dazzled. He even looked for a little longer. His divine consciousness was slightly uncomfortable.

The warspirit is so fast that the line of sight switching frequency is dozens of times faster than the normal field of vision! Even if Lin Yue has the pupil of Shura! I can't bear it at this time!

Looking back, behind him, the green sword shadow still chased closely, but the distance between the two stabilized for a time and did not shrink significantly.

"So fast!".

Lin Yue's eyes were full of excitement. At this time, the speed of the fighting spirit was similar to the sword Spirit sent by the strong warrior. He couldn't catch up for a while!

"At this speed, I guess it will take me to reach the peak of Emperor Wu or even the state of Emperor Wu! It seems that brother Zhanling, your combat power level should be equivalent to the peak of Emperor Wu or the state of Emperor Wu!".

The super war spirit gathers the spiritual energy of 11 ordinary war spirits. It is not impossible to directly reach the peak of Emperor Wu and even the realm of Emperor Wu.

Chu's ancestral land, in the ancestral temple.

The old man in blue frowned and looked at the sword against Jie in his hand.

The anti Jie sword is still bright, as bright as a green moon wheel. It is pure and incomparable. It is gorgeous and eye-catching in the night and has a strong viewing effect.

However, the blue shirt old man's eyes gradually floated a ray of gloom, and his expression looked heavy and cold!

Elder Shenyao and elder Wuji looked around and found that the old man looked different. They cautiously said, "Grandpa, what's wrong?".

The old man in blue shirt raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "the fighting power of this fighting spirit is so strong! My anti Jie sword spirit has not caught up with it!".

As soon as the expression of Wuji magic medicine changed, they showed deep regret in their eyes and said, "what a pity, this war spirit should have belonged to us!".

The old man in blue shirt pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he closed his eyes and raised his left hand. In the palm of his hand, a drop of blood seeped out under the gaze of limitless and divine medicine.

"Grandpa!".

Blue shirt old man impressively forced out a drop of spiritual blood!

"Never let it escape!".

The blue shirt old man's left hand was shocked, and the drop of spiritual blood immediately flew into the anti Jie sword. At that time, the bright sword rose sharply, and a fierce and cruel killing opportunity rose to the sky!

A hundred feet around, the space is distorted. From time to time, there will be black thunder and fire flashing around, like the eyes of a naughty child!

Divine medicine and limitless jumped in their hearts and instinctively felt a kind of fear. Both of them are supreme elders. They know a lot. Seeing those small black fires, they have guessed their attributes!

That's space flame! Once the space is torn, the space flame will burst out immediately! Tear everything to pieces!

The sword intention on this anti Jie sword is about to tear the space. What about the sword Qi and power it emits!?

Three hundred miles away, Lin Yue lay on Zhan Ling's broad back and looked at the sword shadow three or four hundred feet behind him. He looked relaxed. He pointed at the sword shadow and enjoyed it shoulder to shoulder with Ling er. They seemed to be watching the green moon.

"Brother Lin Yue, what do I think? We should be more serious. Lao Zu's sword Qi is not for fun.".

"Ling'er, I know your ancestor has great powers. He uses this sword Qi to pursue and kill with the power of martial saint. It's really powerful! But now ten tea Kungfu has passed, and the spirit power of this sword Qi has been greatly damaged. In a little while, it will disappear automatically. We'll be fine!".

Lin Yue said very easily. He had sensed the destructive energy on the sword shadow, which was only about 50% or 60% at the beginning. After a while, the energy attached to the sword Qi would not be maintained, and the sword Qi would naturally disappear.

But just after Lin Yue finished, the originally dim sword shadow suddenly shook, and the halo from above brightened again!

"What!?".

Lin Yue was surprised and stared at the sword. Sure enough, the smell of destruction from above increased by 10%!

"No way! It's all here! How can the sword power be increased!?".

Then, the green light continued to strengthen, and the sword meaning began to pick up. After rushing out for hundreds of miles, it became the original breath again!

But it's not over!

The sword idea is still strengthening!

"Serious! Serious! You must be serious! Your ancestors are so powerful!" Lin Yue frowned and watched the shadow of the sword come closer!

From 400 feet to 350 feet!

From 350 feet again! Shortened to 300 feet!

In the range of 300 feet, the meaning of the sword was deep, and a strong pressure was directly suppressed and shrouded over the head of the war spirit!

"Roar!".

Zhan Ling roared, and his body soared forward. Only then could he get out of the range of sword intention, and the speed did not decrease!

But as the speed gets closer again, the sword will be shrouded again, and the fighting spirit has reached the limit when running for a long time. It can't avoid it every time!

Five hundred miles!

The war spirit and the bright sword spirit, chasing and escaping, have crossed a distance of 500 miles!

The heavy rain on the dark sky has stopped, and the thick dark clouds have begun to retreat.

From the clouds, a bunch of cool moonlight shines, and the earth is bright!

In the distance, the wind was cold and the trees were clear.

In the forest, there are monsters roaring, fierce, manic, blood eating and cruel!

Zhan Ling passed through an ancient tree and directly crashed into the nest of a panther monster. Several Panthers roared and angrily threatened Lin Yue lying on Zhan Ling!

"Poof ~".

The next moment, the green sword passed through the ancient trees. The path of the sword didn't directly hit the black leopard monster, but it was about ten feet away from them!

However, when the shadow of the sword came, in an instant, the whole earth was involved in the destruction energy. Everything in the field was hanged into smoke!

Lin Yue looked at this scene and his heart was shocked. He knew that the destructive atmosphere contained in this energy was overbearing. The ancestors of Chu were determined to kill them!

Finally, Zhan Ling managed to rush out for nearly a hundred miles, and the sword Qi still caught up with him within two hundred feet!

Powerful sword Qi and spirit pressure swept over, and a weight comparable to iron mountain was suppressed on Zhan Ling!

The warspirit speed immediately slows down!

"Roar!".

No matter how the war spirit roars and angry, he can't get rid of the pressure on his will!

Seeing that the shadow of the sword is deep, it has reached within a hundred feet! The next moment, the sword spirit swept through, that is, destruction!

However, Zhan Ling suddenly accelerated again, suddenly moved forward and pulled out nearly a hundred feet, and suddenly opened a little distance from the sword Qi!

"Warspirit, I can't last much time!".

On the back of Zhan Ling, a dark martial spirit hung in front of Lin Yue. Lin Yue's body was almost like a fire, and his whole face was distorted. He supported the sky with both hands and tried to spread his soul around, sharing most of the sword threat for Zhan Ling!

After ten cups of tea, it's three hundred miles away!

Lin Yuepu let out a sound and sprayed blood. His face was like gold paper and waxy yellow. He knelt behind the war spirit and gritted his teeth. He just felt that his soul would be extinguished at the next moment!

However, the next moment, the sword idea finally faded.

The attack was 800 miles away. It was just a sword, which forced Lin Yue to a dead end.

Lin Yue saw the sword's meaning fade, and a wisp of smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. His body shook for a while. His mind was filled with lead water and fell into Ling er's arms.