God-eating blood

Chapter 156 Three Years

Black Holy Mountain——

It was already night. On the extended stairs outside the open space of the earth monument, a petite body was sitting there with his knees in his arms, and his beautiful eyes stared straight at the monument in front of him. The petite body trembled slightly under the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Wow!

A figure suddenly came.

However, the petite body did not look back, but still stared at the holy monument in front of him.

"My sister..." Beidis looked at her sister.

Nowadays, Beris has lost a lot of weight, and her eyes have dark circles. In the cold wind in the middle of the night, her body is trembling.

Looking at it, Bedith's heart couldn't help but be together.

Beris is just a soul warrior, and her body is not strong. Now I have been sitting here sleepless for more than ten days, and my mental and physical fatigue have reached the extreme. At this moment, under the blowing of the night wind, the whole body is trembling.

"sister, you are already very tired. Can you go back and have a rest?" Bedith's eyes are red.

"Sister, I'm not tired." Billis shook her head gently, "I'm going to wait for him here. I'm going to see him at first sight when he comes out."

Beris's stubbornness and persistence made Beyce's heart hurt even more.

"Sister, what's wrong with you..."

"Sister, you won't understand." A smile squeezed out of Beilith's face. "As long as I can see him at the first time, everything is worth it. Sister, don't worry, I won't fall down. I have to wait for him.

In the face of her sister's persistence, Bedith was also helpless. With a faint sigh, Bedith had no choice but to leave.

In the dark night, only the girl holding her knees sat there quietly.

......

Inheritance palace, on the rock square.

Woth! Sing! Sing!

The black stone stick in Morin's hand roared crazily, and the sharp wind carried when the shadows of the sticks came out was like a knife. The endless stick shadows were like rushing and roaring waves for a moment, and the mountain-shaking popularity made people hold their breath.

sudly——

Oh!

With a slight sound, the endless stick shadow suddenly disappeared, and the overwhelming momentum also suddenly disappeared.

The black stone stick in Morin's hand suddenly turned into a black light and gently 'pointed' on the rock square, which unexpectedly made a hole in the extremely hard rock ground.

"It's done!"

A smile appeared on Morin's face.

After understanding many sticking methods in the past few days, Morin has finally perfected a set of his own sticking methods.

These days, Morin has read a lot of stick secrets. These stick secrets are all the achievements of those saints on the 'stick'. However, Morin did not directly learn their sticking method, but combined their sticking method and his own understanding of the sticking method to create a set of his own sticking method.

"In this stick method, I have created a total of three styles."

Morin's eyes are as sharp as a knife.

"The first formula can be called Wan Ying Gui Zong!"

Woth!

The black stick in Morin's hand moved and roared out.

Wang~

After the black long stick was smashed out, it suddenly turned into many stick shadows. These stick shadows followed closely together to form a straight line. Then when these phantoms are all condensed together to form a property.

Bang!

The black long stick slammed on the rock floor, shaking the whole rock floor slightly.

"The second type, it's overwhelming!"

Woth! Sing! Sing! Sing!

The endless shadows of sticks are like rushing waves, turbulently impacting. Each stick shadow is extremely heavy and has strong lethality. So many stick shadows roar at the same time. Whether it is a group attack or a single-on-one, it is absolutely unfavorable.

"The third type...the light of death!"

Woth!

The many stick shadows that were originally roaring disappeared, and a black light flashed in the air. The fast speed could not be seen by the naked eye at all, just like a real light, which could not be dodged.

Oh!

A hole was 'pointed' on the rock floor again.

"This third stick 'Light of Death' is the strongest killing move in my current stick!"

Morin couldn't help sighing when he looked at the holes 'pointed' on the rock floor under his feet.

The first two styles of your own stick method focus on a 'smash'. After all, Morin's physical brute force is much stronger than that of ordinary people. He usually fights hard with others, which is to drive the black stone stick to smash it with his own terrible brute force.

However, after looking at the achievements of many saints in the stick method, Morin really realized that the stick method is not just 'smashed' by brute force.

Stick method also needs to be flexible!

And smashing may not be the most powerful force of sticking.

With Morin's current cultivation, after watching the peerless stick method of many saints, he finally created a stronger and more flexible attack method than smashing - point!

This point brings all the forces together. But 'smashing' disperses the power on the whole stick. The point is to concentrate all the power on the tip of the whole stick. At random, it seems to be soft and weak, but in fact it contains infinite horrible penetration.

You should know that even with Morin's current physical brute force, it is difficult to break through the rock and ground of this inheritance palace. However, the stick method of attacking with this 'point' is a direct point, which can make a hole in this extremely hard rock ground.

And this is extremely fast, just like a light, which can't be dodged at all. Once it is clicked, the enemy can be killed immediately.

The name of the light of death also comes from this.

"With the power of the light of death, even the peak earth warrior of the eleven-star level, I have the confidence to kill it with one blow! If you face the strong man at the beginning of the twelve-star level, once you are hit by my death light, you will at least be seriously injured!"

Morin is full of confidence in his style of stick.

In terms of speed and power, this type of stick is many times more powerful than 'surmountain'.

......

In addition to the new progress in the stick method, Morin has found a trick suitable for the form of atonement-and-arm fierce beast among the many inheritance secrets here.

You know, when the atonement arm turns into a fierce beast form, the attack method is often very simple. Now with the 'trick', the power of the fierce beast's form is no worse than Morin's breakthrough in the stick.

"Now if I fight with the Lord of Otan, even if I can't kill him, I can kill him at will!"

In this inheritance palace, Morin's promotion is extremely significant.

"It's time to go out."

Morin turned around and forgot the huge palace.

The most valuable things here have now been taken away by themselves. In the future, even if other earth warriors enter this highest-grade inheritance palace, they can only see these inheritance secrets. The most precious Rift Land Holy Order and the Rift Ground Secret are all on Morin.

However, when the Holy Land Creator created this place, the core inheritance was also intended to be left to only one person.

Now it is meaningless for Molin to stay here. Immediately, his figure moved and jumped out of the inheritance palace.

Wow!

The scene in front of him was a mess. The next moment, Maurin found that he had appeared in the open space of the holy monument of Black Holy Mountain.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you come out?"

Morin was a little stunned.

Originally, Morin also planned to find the black-haired monster in the remnants of the saint and asked it for information about the saint, but as soon as he came out of the inheritance palace, it was directly transmitted.

"Morin, is it...is that you?" A weak and trembling voice came.

Mo Lin looked back and was stunned.

Beilith stood up tremblingly, staring at the sudden figure, and her thin and petite body trembled slightly. The person who had been worried about her for a long time now appeared in front of her, and Beilith couldn't help trembling.

Morin looked at Beiris and his heart trembled.

Beris is much thinner than before, and her face is pale without a trace of blood, like a seriously ill patient. The whole person stood there wobbly, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

"Biris, you...what's wrong with you..." Morin felt uncomfortable watching Beilith become like this.

"I... Am I ugly now?" Billis panicked at once.

"No, it's not ugly." Morin repeatedly comforted him.

"Molin." Beilith bit her lips and looked at Morin with red eyes. "I... I don't want to put up with my feelings anymore. I know you don't like me, but I hope... I hope I can always follow you in the future. No matter where you go, let me follow you, as long as you let me follow you. I think I can see you every day in the future. As long as I can see you, I will be very happy. Mo Lin, I will be your maid. As long as I can follow you, I will be very happy. Beilith looked at Morin expectantly.

Morin was silent.

Beris is indeed a very good girl, but Maurin's mind is not emotional now, or that Maurin doesn't know what it feels like to like a person now.

After all, Morin is only 18 years old now.

Unlike other normal teenagers, Morin has been immersed in practice since he was very young, and he is focused on looking for the truth that Tianze Town was destroyed and Grandpa Kolu's disappearance. I have never thought about liking someone. I don't understand what it is to like a person at all.

"Bilith, my mind is on cultivation, nothing else. There will be many crises on the road of cultivation. I can't take care of you. Do you understand? Morin tried to speak tactfully, trying to minimize the damage.

Beiris bit her lips and shook her head resolutely. Her eyes were wet.

"Molin, is my sister's request too much?" A bad voice suddenly sounded, and Beidith quietly came to Beilith's side and stared at Morin angrily.

"I..." Morin was a little speechless for a moment.

"Morin, just promise Belyth. When you are not here for a period of time, Beilith doesn't think about it every day. Look, she is so thin now. Magia also appeared.

"Teacher, I..." Morin didn't know what to say.

Beilith's eyes were wet, and she looked eagerly at Morin.

"Biris."

Morin's heart softened in the end, "Three years, can you give me three years? If you insist after three years, I will promise you that you will follow me in the future.

Morin always felt that now was not the time to fall in love. Give each other three years. If Beilith still insists after three years, Maurin can have a good experience of what it is to like a person.

"Three years, good." Beilis kept nodding, afraid that Morin would regret it, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be wrapped and slid down.