With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

A gust of wind blew past, brushing Ling Yu's long hair.

Qin Wei is such a burden, Ling Yu really wants to find a place for him to throw it away.

It's just the change in the previous scene that made Ling Yu scruples. If he was suddenly teleported away again, Qin Wei would have to faint here alone.

After all, they are brothers of two generations. No matter what you say, when it comes to a critical moment, no one will abandon the other.

Ling Yu could feel that as he continued to move forward, the fluctuations of the Ancestral God Finger became more and more intense.

Along the way, countless statues, as if they had life, gave Ling Yu a feeling of being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, creepy.

"Boom~"

A series of sounds rang out.

Ling Yu looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound, her pupils shrinking sharply.

Statue, moving!

Ling Yu looked at a humanoid statue several miles away from him, and slowly stood up.

The stone spear in his hand danced, and there was no enemy in front of him, but the spear in his hand danced so hard.

Even at a distance of several miles, Ling Yu could feel the endless pressure on him.

In this regard, Ling Yu has no intention of evading.

The long spear wielded by the statue gave Ling Yu a sense of shock.

Ling Yu in the previous life has always been interested in marksmanship, in fact, he thinks the spear is very handsome.

But because of environmental restrictions, Ling Yu has never been in contact with him.

In this life, I have never had the opportunity to learn.

Now Ling Yu is fascinated by the charm of the statue's spear swinging.

"With me again, the foreign enemy will enter the Half step!"

The statue was dancing with a long spear and muttering in its mouth.

Ling Yu couldn't understand, but he could feel a sense of vicissitudes and loneliness in these words.

Ling Yu put down Qin Wei and kept dancing with the statue's figure. Although he didn't have a gun in his hand, he still had a gun in his heart.

"This shot is called Shanhe!"

The statue said another word, and Ling Yu's hands didn't stop moving, still following the statue's movements.

At this time, it seemed that there was indeed a long spear in his hand, and it moved with his heart.

"This shot is called Star!"

The spear in Ling Yu's hand began to solidify, and between the spears, it seemed like the stars were shining.

"Pfft..."

Suddenly, Ling Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and stopped the movements in his hands.

He understands that this is because the marksmanship in the future cannot be mastered with his current strength.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Ling Yu watched the statue's movements with all his attention.

If you can't comprehend it for a while, then remember every move and style in your heart.

This is much more reliable than Xi.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to learn a whole Cultivation Technique if you want to watch the action.

But between the demonstrations, the statue still has a verve, and Ling Yu can still feel the essence of his spirituality in it.

This is much faster than Xi's direct memory transfer.

It's like the difference between knowledge on a book and someone demonstrating it in front of you.

"This shot is called Sun and Moon!"

"This shot is called Wanjie!"

...

One move after another, the marksmanship waved in Ling Yu's eyes.

Ling Yu was obsessed, and at this moment, only the statue was left in his eyes, and only that style of marksmanship remained!

"This shot is called... Destruction..."

"boom!……"

With the end of the last shot, the statue exploded directly.

The aftermath of the explosion shocked Ling Yu, as if it could shatter Star.

But it didn't hurt Ling Yu in the slightest.

At this moment, Ling Yu felt that the ancestral fingers in his hands were whining, and he was mourning for the destruction of the statue.

That style of marksmanship was constantly demonstrated in Ling Yu's mind.

Until a long time passed, in Ling Yu's mind, it seemed as if the world had evolved to collapse.

Ling Yu opened her eyes.

Looking in the direction where the statue was shattered, Ling Yu bowed deeply.

Although I don't know who he is and where he came from, the two sides have never had any communication.

But Ling Yu has learned his marksmanship, even if it is a gift, the statue is worthy of his worship.

Supporting Qin Wei, Ling Yu continued to move forward.

The place pointed by the Ancestral God's finger is still ahead.

Finally, Ling Yu came to the end, yes, there is no road ahead.

What Ling Yu was facing was a wall with different portraits carved on it.

Above the portrait is an alien beast.

Like a dragon but not a dragon, with wings on its back.

It is somewhat similar to the image of Yinglong that Ling Yu knew in his previous life.

In addition, Ling Yu also saw some stars, which looked like humanoids.

However, compared to that alien beast, they are all so small.

However, Ling Yu noticed that the leader had broken his arm.

"You have the breath of the Lord."

As a voice sounded, the wall began to change, and a Daoist-shaped figure emerged from it.

The figure is incomparably huge, similar to those statues, and Ling Yu's size cannot catch up with the height of the other's big toe.

"Who are you?"

Ling Yu guessed that the master mentioned by the other party should be the original master of the ancestors.

"I am the first general under the Lord's command, Hercules."

Ling Yu complained, the name is really straightforward and easy to remember, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that this person was good at strength.

Ling Yu heard Qin Feng mention immortals. What kind of existence is that god? I don't know which one is stronger than immortals.

"Which era is this?"

Faced with this question, Ling Yu thought for a while, and then looked confused. He didn't know what era was out of date. Now, he is just a small character and doesn't know anything about it.

"The Three Realms are gone?"

The Three Realms Ling Yu had heard of it, but it was in the myths and legends of the previous life.

The Three Realms in the mouth of Hercules, Ling Yu is not clear.

At this time, the Ancestral God Finger fluctuated again.

"Lord?"

Hercules lowered his head and looked in Ling Yu's direction.

"No, the Lord is invincible, and the Lord will not fail."

Hercules seemed to be stimulated by something, and shouted angrily: "You are fake, you are not the Lord, the Lord is invincible."

Hercules pointed at Ling Yu, his voice deafening.

But he didn't shoot Ling Yu, even if he just lifted his foot lightly, he could trample Ling Yu to death like an ant.

"No...you're not."

Hercules' eyes were wet, and a tear fell.

In Ling Yu's opinion, this tear was like a heavy rain from the sky, which caught him off guard.

"you are not……"

After a while, Hercules calmed down, looked at Ling Yu and asked, "How did you come here?"

Ling Yu found that this Hercules was always asking things that she didn't know.

"You came in from the Heavenly Spirit World?"

Ling Yu nodded.

There was a storm in his heart.

Listen to Hercules, isn't this in the heavenly world?

But he had just left Fengqi City and entered a stone forest, and he was teleported here without knowing how.

"Ten Sixth Stages of body training, the background is good."

Seeing that Ling Yu didn't know anything, Hercules started talking to himself.

He looked at Ling Yu with bright eyes.

"It's actually inherited from the Lord, and it is considered half of my junior brother, and it can also be inherited by me."

Ling Yu felt that Hercules' reason was awkward, but there was no reason to refuse the inheritance of prostitution.