The Alchemist God - Chapter 1047

"Baby, your death is here!"

The general of the flower quickly pulled out the sword. The sword streamed elegantly and majesticly, but the sword was surrounded by a strong **** violent atmosphere. It was a good sword, but it was already a demon. melted.

"brush!"

The flower general came forward, he can sense that Lin Muyu's strength has been reduced to only about 60%, this is the best time to kill him! The top of the sword was full of sturdy anger, and the general of the flower launched an attack while violently yelling: "Let you see the power of the Donghua sword!"

"Donghua Sword?"

Lin Muyu stunned, quickly picked up the magic sound knife, hands clasped Xuanyuan sword to meet.

Three people are born!

"Peng!"

The Xuanyuan sword and the Donghua sword violently collided together, and at the same time stirred the power of death around the flower general and Lin Muyu's seven-dimensional mysterious force. The explosion caused by the mysterious collision continued to ring, allowing the distant battles of the Chi Jinglong and numerous The roosters were amazed and couldn’t help but squatted over.

"Silk..."

The clothes on Lin Muyu's wrists have begun to burn and evaporate. The power of the generals is not weak. This Donghua sword is definitely one of the artifacts. It can actually compete with Xuanyuanjian in strength!

The strong death force madly impacted the body, Lin Muyu also felt quite discomfort at this moment, and the master of the death rule, the most terrible is not the tyranny of the opponent's power, but the pervasive death force, if you are not careful, you may fall The same result of Qin Yin, but when I think of Qin Yin, Lin Muyu feels that a force rises from the bottom of my heart, and the power in my arms seems to have strengthened a lot.

"Dangdang..."

A golden light bloomed in the air. In the twinkling of an eye, the two blades of the two men collided nearly a hundred times. Under the mighty power of Xuanyuanjian, the Donghua sword was not damaged, and there seemed to be signs of more and more bravery.

Lin Muyu’s gasping breath, the Xuanyuan sword in his hand swelled, and the white cloak of Yu Youjia flew up, lining him like a **** of war.

The flower general is even more uncomfortable. The gods who died under the Donghua sword of the flower general for thousands of years also have at least two digits, but there has never been a body like Lin Muyu. His power has made the flower general feel very uncomfortable. The power of blazing, unrestrained, and mighty is the most fearful part of the law of death.

Moreover, what is even more terrifying is that the flower generals have encountered many masters of the gods, but no one has been so good at fighting with Lin Muyu. The fight between the gods is not only a power, but also a game between skills and methods. Lin Muyu The change of the battle and the ingenious ability of the attack were not seen in the life of the flower general. This is also the most terrible place.

"Oh..."

A distraction, Xuanyuanjian has already scratched the general's knee, and suddenly a strong supreme power has been drilled into it.

"Oh..."

The general screams of the flower general are very sorrowful, and he has realized that his defeat has been lost.

"why why……"

The attack of the flower general began to become unruly, but it was simply killed by the power of death.

"Hey..."

Donghua sword was stabbed with a thick blood color. Lin Muyu saw it really, and suddenly his wrist turned over. The sword of Xuanyuanjian buckled the sword of the Donghua sword and the left hand quickly blasted. A sinister mysterious force, as long as this attack does not evade, I am afraid that the arm of the general will be reimbursed.

"you!"

In the horror, the flower general had to give up the long sword.

Lin Muyu took advantage of the situation. The next moment, Donghua Sword was already in his hands. Under the destruction of the light of the gods, the force of death in the Donghua sword was quickly dispelled. Suddenly, this masterless soldier revealed his true colors and shines. Clear and clear, Haoran’s divine power is constantly swirling in it, and it is really a good thing!

With one hand and one sword, Lin Muyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the flower general. He said, "Let's lose, let me leave from this karst basin. Maybe I can consider putting you in a path."

"..."

The flower general looked at him straight, silent for nearly half a minute, and suddenly said: "If I let you go, waiting for me is still dead, respecting the teacher is impossible to let me go."

"Then if the respected teacher was killed by me?" Lin Muyu shook his hand in the Middle East.

The flower general snorted and did not speak.

Lin Muyu continued: "You will continue to resist now, and you will die, but if you let me go and withdraw your death army, then there may be a chance. My chance to kill the teacher is the chance to live, such a simple account." Shouldn't you count it?"

"Ok……"

The general of the flower finally nodded, and suddenly whistled a whistle. The squadrons who had been fighting with the Chi Jinglong on the ground suddenly rushed away and returned to the corpse.

......

"Sit down, talk?" Lin Muyu smiled friendlyly. He needed time to regain his power. Now he is so desperate to find a respected teacher, and most of them will die.

The flower general has accepted the fate of failure and nodded, saying: "If you don't take the rot in the corpse, how about going to the corpse?"

"I don't want to give it up, or just on the ground."

"Alright." The flower general smiled.

When they landed together, they sat down on the land after the battle. Lin Muyu’s divine power turned back and began to recover quickly, while the flower general’s eyes were always on the Donghua sword.

"Want to go back to Donghua Sword?" Lin Muyu asked.

"Ok."

"No way, it is already mine, I need it."

"Then don't want it."

"This is right." Lin Muyu smiled at him and asked, "When did you die?"

"Death?" The general spent a few seconds silent, saying: "About more than 5,000 years ago, I was still young at that time. After I died, my bones were dragged into the corpse, and later... I was resurrected by the honored teacher. It has become like this."

"Talk about respecting the teacher, I need to know more about him. Otherwise, I am afraid that the opportunity will not be too great."

The flower general nodded and thought for a moment, saying: "There is no one who has seen the true face of the respected teacher. He is very mysterious. He has always existed with nothingness, and he has received mortal bones to spread words and teach undead."

“Why does the respected teacher not show people in the true face?”

"I don't know this, maybe it is to cover up anything?"

Lin Muyu thought for a moment and asked: "Does the general know that there is any weakness in respecting the teacher?"

"Weakness?" Hua General couldn't help but laugh, saying: "I don't know the truth. No one has ever seen a true respected teacher. He seems to be non-existent. How can there be weaknesses in things that don't exist?"

"So, how can I find a respectable teacher?" Lin Muyu continued to ask.

"This is..."

The flower general hesitated a moment and said: "The respected teacher has always existed in the deepest part of the corpse, where it is called Wanlingling. There are countless bones and it is also the place I guard. Wanlingling is only 30 miles away from here. I think... Respecting the teacher should have already sensed your arrival. Now, if you want to leave, I am afraid I can’t go away."

"Respected teacher will come to the karst basin to kill me?" Lin Muyu asked.

"This is not going to happen." The flower general sighed: "In my memory, the respected teacher never leaves the corpse ridge, and summons us to send only the servant."

"What is this respecter in the end..." Lin Muyu was a little annoyed.

General Hua smiled: "You will know when you go to raise the body. I can only wish you good luck. Only when you kill the honorable teacher can I continue to live. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will end up with a previous guard." The same."

"What is the end?"

"Refining the soul."

"Oh……"

Lin Muyu has heard about the refining of the soul, in the ghost field. I am afraid that this kind of sorcerer can only be done by respecting the sorcerer, the ghosts of the ghosts and the ghosts.

"In the front, who else might stop me?"

"No, unless it is the person around the teacher."

"What do people mean by?"

"Some of the corpse slaves who have been respected by the teachers, and some people who have entered the corpse of the corpse, like the scorpion, the strength of the people is terrible, the people who sell the soul and body for strength, their strength will Strong enough to be unstoppable."

"Oh, I understand." Lin Muyu reached out: "Since I have given the Donghua sword to me, will you give me the scabbard by the way?"

"Oh……"

The general of the flower smiled and solved the scabbard and handed it to Lin Muyu.

......

After two hours, the sky was dark.

Lin Muyu’s divine power has once again filled up. In fact, he has been worried that this time will be difficult for the teacher, but it seems that this respected teacher is very mysterious and will let himself regain his power. It is really strange.

Say goodbye to the flower general, ordered the Chi Jinglong to return to the space to rest, and then embarked on a new journey.

For a master of the gods and emperors like him, what is the difference between day and night, and it is not bad to go to the legendary sacred original teacher in the middle of the night.

......

The heavier the corpse, the more he rushed into the purgatory. Occasionally there are one or two long-lost corpse slaves looking for trouble, but almost all of them were cleaned up by Lin Muyu.

After a series of fierce battles, Lin Muyu felt that the strength of the body had reached a peak. To continue to improve, he must break through a bottleneck, and this bottleneck is an 80-hole. However, it seems that this realm is not simple, and every time there are signs of breakthrough, it is gone.

Flying at low altitude for dozens of miles, the air in front of it became clear, and a **** moon in the air, faintly can see the black crow hovering in the air, do not know whether it is a black crow.

Lin Muyu is more cautious, and a very strong temperament seems to be sleeping. If he wakes up, he will be in trouble.

Wan Guling, there are bones everywhere, no one inch of intact ground.

......

"Hey!"

Xuanyuanjian and Donghuajian were almost unsheathed together. Lin Muyu took the double sword and slowly entered the decadent ground into Wanlingling. No matter who the honoror is, Lin Muyu must face this powerful enemy! Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net