Chapter 33 Hell

Dead air is sometimes condensed in the air, sometimes scattered, and unpredictable.

Fierce, hunting in the night wind, blowing the robes of the two people.

Lin Qinglong accurately manipulated the breath of death around him, and the corners of his mouth seemed to sneer: "Do you think you can really kill me? Although you claim to be the closest blood split to the virtual son, you are not the virtual child after all. In the blood of the virtual son, I met two people before you. One is Gu Qingzhen, the head of Blaofeng, and the other is your old friend, Mr. Heishan. But now these two have died. How long do you think you can live? Is it a moment or a moment? You are going to die after all."

"Hem, hem, hem, hem..." Bai Mujue smiled in a strange voice. He seemed to be much older in an instant, and he was angry and hurt.

Montenegro is his only friend. Without Montenegro, Bai Mujue lost everything.

To this day, he still remembers the appearance of Montenegro. He remembers that Montenegro would say to him with a strange smile, "Old man, I want to play a big one."

"Old man, don't stay in the Baiyan clan. Come and play with our Heiwa clan. We have everything here, casinos, women, everything. You Baiyan clan is too regular and boring."

"Old buddy, in my opinion, we'd better not leave Yaowang Mountain. Even if we leave here, you and I can't be separated. If we work together, I'm afraid there will be no one in the world. Even if we encounter other bloodsheds, we don't have to worry about it."

"Spring? Haha, that's just right for me!"

Bai Mujue recalled what Montenegro had said. It became more and more unforgettable. Without Montenegro, he was a lonely person. He had always been worried that he would die alone in the corner after many years, and I'm afraid that it would be a reality.

And the originator of all this is Lin Qinglong.

Bai Mujue was furious and stared at him angrily.

"Bk, let me catch you. I will definitely let you taste the torture in the world, absorb your magical power, and then draw your soul to live and refine it. I swear here!" Bai Mu stared at Lin Qinglong desperately, his eyes almost spewed out fire, and roared fiercely.

The night wind blew, and his white hair danced like a ferocious demon.

Lin Qinglong waved his hand suddenly, and the dead air all over his surroundings condensed in an instant, turning into a black, huge palm, and grabbed Bai Mujue in the palm of his hand!

In the giant hand, the fierce death is like the jump of flames, constantly swallowing. A rift suddenly appeared on the surface of Bai Mujue's body. Even on the angry face, there is a rapid dissatisfaction crack, like a ceramic jar full of cracks.

At the same time, "rejuvenation" runs on its own, instantly repairing Bai Mujue's injured body surface.

In this way, the dead gas is constantly eroding, and the "rejuvenation" is constantly repaired. The cracks on Bai Mujue's face sometimes appear, and sometimes they heal quickly, which looks very strange.

Although Lin Qinglong had long expected the "rejuvenation" of Bai Mujue, he did not expect to be so domineering. No matter how he manipulates the dead gas erosion, he could not cause substantial damage to Bai Mujue.

At this time, the domineering hidden in Lin Qinglong's heart suddenly said, "This 'rejuvenation' is a fairy art. It belongs to the same level as the 'mirror fairy art' you once mastered, and it is a fairy art above ordinary spells."

When Lin Qinglong heard this, he was shocked. As he continued to manipulate the black hand, the black light suddenly became more prosperous. The surrounding wind and clouds were raging, and the wind was hunting. On the other hand, he secretly said, "No wonder this move is so domineering that it can't cause damage to Bai Mujue in any case. It turns out that this 'back to spring' is a fairy art. No wonder it is so against the sky! However, according to the old prophet, this 'rejuvenation' was plundered from others by Bai Mujue's use of the 'pull of the tongue' in "Ghost's Eye Tower". Even if this 'plucking the tongue' is a self-created trick, it is so strong that it can actually plunder other people's fairy skills!"

Although Lin Qinglong can't see the expression of the hegemony, he can feel that the always arrogant hegemony is slightly moved. He said, "There is no absolute strength in the world, and there is no absolute weakness. Everything in the world, one thing falls one thing. Although this 'plucking the tongue' is created by mortals, it can restrain fairycraft. That illusory is not like a mortal. . However, what the old prophet said is true. His method can indeed kill Bai Mujue.

Lin Qinglong said secretly, "Yes, everything is ready now, only the east wind."

At this time, Bai Mujue shouted in a low voice: "The first floor of hell, suspenders!"

His pupil suddenly turned blood red, the muscles around him suddenly bulged, and his chest muscles bulged high, but Bai Mujue seemed to be just an old man, and suddenly became such a powerful appearance, which was really a little strange.

A cold light flashed in Lin Qinglong's eyes, and he thought to himself, "This Bai Mujue is claimed to be the closest person to the nihilistic son. It is precisely because he has the ghost eye of the ghost eye of the nihilistic son and the "Ring of the Ghost Eye". His attainments on this magical power are a hundred times higher than me. It is estimated that there are 18 magical skills and he is proficient in everything, but this first trick. The tendon is different from me. With my ability, I can only complete 90% of the tendon. Although the strength has soared, my shape has not changed, but this Bai Mujue will turn into a fierce man under the 'sling'!"

Thinking like this, the change of Bai Mujue was even more strange. A earth-shaking roar came from Bai Mujue's mouth, and some passionate hot breath spewed out of his body. With the crackling sound of bones like popping beans, the muscles of the whole body expanded in an instant again, bursting through the robe, and the strong muscles bulging out. And his pair of flesh palms suddenly turned into claws, shining in the cold light in the night!

Even his sharp eyes were suddenly full of wildness.

"Well, boy, let you see the real power of 'sling', which is called absolute power!"

Half a monster-like Bai Mujue suddenly supported his hands and suddenly opened the giant hand that captured him. His body was like electricity. He suddenly jumped out of the giant hand, turned over and punched it suddenly. He hit the dead giant hand, and suddenly scattered the condensed dead air, like a flowing cloud, scattered.

Just one punch shows the real strength of the "sling"!

Today's deadness has the fourth fire of "immortal power", which can change the form according to the mind of the caster, and after the change, it is the entity. For example, this huge hand, because it has the fourth fire of "undead power", can be regarded as invincible. Even the hardest black ice iron will be run into pieces in this giant hand!

However, such a giant hand was punched and dispersed by Bai Mujue, which shows the strength of Bai Mujue's suspension!

Lin Qinglong's hands changed and changed the seal to recondensate the dead gas. This dead gas has no life in the first place and will not die. Even if it is scattered countless times, it can be re-condensing. However, even so, Lin Qinglong did not dare to be careless, because if Bai Mujue's punch was bombarded on himself, even the nine-turn golden elixir could not save him, and I'm afraid he would be smashed to pieces.

"The second floor of hell, it's vain."

After saying this, Bai Mujue's eyes were covered with a trace of strange purple. As soon as it came out, Bai Mujue's consciousness greatly unfolded, as if he had become a god and Buddha, standing thousands of feet away, with a panoramic view of this square, back and back, left and right, southeast and northwest, as if to spread countless eyes, staring at Lin Qinglong.

At this time, no matter what small actions Lin Qinglong has, he will be found by Bai Mujue. Even the flow of true qi will not escape Bai Mujue's "wret"!

Lin Qinglong suddenly had a feeling of being stared at by countless eyes, and there was a sharp tingling feeling on his back. It seems that these days, his pupil power and his perception ability have been greatly improved, and he felt the strange feeling under Bai Mujue's "exilance" - it seemed to be seen through at a glance, even if it was the most difficult to open. The secret of the teeth is also a sense of shyness after peeping!

"The third floor of hell, the fire pit."

Bai Mujue stretched out a big hand and pointed to Lin Qinglong. He made a simple move without most of the spells and knots, but at this time, Lin Qinglong suddenly felt the arrival of danger. This may be the perception ability generated by Lin Qinglong's frequent cultivation of pupil power. Under the unknown foreboding, Lin Qinglong Xun Quickly lead the surrounding dead air to his surroundings, forming a huge and deep shield, tightly wrapping Lin Qinglong in it.

Surrounded by his own death, Lin Qinglong did not dare to feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt cool and comfortable.

Lin Qinglong turned the dead gas into a shield, which only took a moment, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a loud "boom" sound, which was deafening, and the air around him was violently shaken, making a sharp cry.

A dazzling firelight suddenly lit up in front of Lin Qinglong's eyes, and then the firelight spread instantly and fell from his eyes to his whole body. The fiery red flames burst out continuously like small snakes!

Countless fire snakes are getting longer and stronger, and they are tightly surrounded by Lin Qinglong. The temperature of the fire snake is extremely high, and it is even hotter than the ground fire in the melting pool. If it hadn't been for Lin Qinglong's death to protect his body, I'm afraid that it has now turned into ashes and there is no place to die. Even with the protection of death, Lin Qinglong still feels My mouth is dry and my eyes are dazzled.

From a distance, Lin Qinglong has been tightly wrapped by countless fire snakes, which will be a huge fireball hanging in mid-air. However, through the fireball, you can see the dark dead air protector, which is sealed to protect Lin Qinglong's body and prevent a trace of Mars from passing through the dead air defense.

At this time, Baxia suddenly whispered, "Xiao Linzi, it's almost done. If you leave here now, Bai Mu will definitely think that you are invincible and run away, and naturally he will be hooked and chase you away. Then you led him to the altar of the old prophet. The old prophet said that there are some prohibitions in the altar, which will weaken the magic power of Bai Mujue. At that time, the old prophet will use that technique to completely kill Bai Mujue!"

Lin Qinglong said secretly, "Yes, I'm going to do this!" It seems that we can reach a consensus occasionally!"

After saying this, Lin Qinglong turned around, urged his internal force, and walked in the air. Unexpectedly, the fire snake around him was entangled, which greatly hindered Lin Qinglong's action.

Lin Qinglong suddenly felt that his speed seemed to be reduced by 90%. The current flight speed is almost the same level as that of the golden turtle!

Slowly, moving unusually slowly... This feeling is like carrying a mountain!

"Oh no! This is a 'fire pit', not just a 'fire'. It must have the meaning of a 'pit'. It seems that in a sense, I have fallen into a 'pit'. No wonder the speed of action is getting slower and slower! This 'fire pit' turned out to be not a fire attack spell, but a death row skill!"

Lin Qinglong did not expect that the "fire pit" would greatly weaken his speed. It seems that it is not easy to escape from here.

However, the fire snakes around the body are entangled. No matter how Lin Qinglong attacks with death, those fire snakes will not be reduced. Compared with these fire snakes, they are not snakes in the true sense, but are magic, invisible and qualitative, and can't be hurt at all!

While talking here, Bai Mu's emotionless voice sounded again: "The fourth floor of hell, Yudu!"