The Divine Martial Stars

The magical immortal is a group of cruel, cold-hearted madmen.

They can do things that hurt the world and ruthlessness.

As he moved deeper into the **** fog, Li Mu and his entourage met more stone pillars.

Dense, like a stone forest.

On each stone pillar, the groove pattern is engraved and deeply inserted into the ground.

At the top of the stone pillar, there must be a body of eyes, ears, nose cut off, the mouth is sewed, and the chest organs are smashed by the **** ink of the sea.

These are the strongest people in the ink world.

The strength of life, let them even die, the blood in the body, like the spring, the flow is inexhaustible, along the groove of the stone column, constantly flowing, like a twisting blood snake, The land that is finally immersed under the stone pillars.

Roughly calculated, at least tens of thousands of ink-smelling books and sea people are being massacred by this cruel means.

"Destroy the five senses, go to the five internal organs, and not only the simple killing, but also the evil curse of the magical immortal."

Li Mu’s heart was moving.

This **** corpse is a stone column forest, afraid of being a certain array.

"be careful."

Li Mu whispered.

He felt a dangerous breath.

Going deeper, they saw more bodies and pillars.

The stone pillars inside are getting higher and higher, getting thicker and thicker, and the blood grooves on the lines are more and more fine, complicated, esoteric, and even the **** blood of the silk is diffused from the stone pillars.

The body that was hung from the top of the stone pillar was also getting stronger and stronger during his lifetime.

In the end, Li Mu saw a master of the ink-scented book of the emperor's class. The body was hung on the top of the stone pillar, and the scent of the emperor was not completely dispersed.

"The number of quasi-emperors in the ink-scented book sea is so many."

Li Mu could not help but be surprised.

For a long time, this holy place has been relatively low-key.

Even in the land of rising immortals, the performance of the ink-scented book sea is only in the middle of the rules. It has not been more colorful, and it has been eliminated early, giving Li Mu the feeling that it is not in line with the top ten names of the Terran.

Now, the foundation of the ink-scented book sea is far beyond imagination.

The number of quasi-emperors is much higher than that of Daogong and Zangjianhai.

It is a pity that even if the foundation is so deep, it will still be destroyed when facing the power of the Tao.

These bodies, dressed in books, were apparently experiencing fierce battles during their lifetime.

Even if it is to die, the expression is fierce, such as glaring and sacred, even if it is destroyed the five senses, it seems that in the horrible, there is also a trace of sacred.

In these days, Li Mu saw too many pictures of the power of the fairy tales.

However, it was the first time I saw such a heartbreaking, **** and cruel thing.

The anger in his heart, like the volcano that is about to erupt, is madly accumulating and brewing.

However, in order to avoid stunned snakes, Li Mu did not destroy these blood stone forest arrays.

There is a terrible power in this **** fog.

The general [Breakfast] or the slave immortal, entering it, may be destroyed by corrosion.

This is also why there is no reason for the guards of the immortals in the big blood stone forest.

About half an hour later, Li Mu and others crossed the bloodstone forest.

The true face of the ink sacred sea sacred land is revealed in front of them.

"God."

"The kill."

"Wang! I hate this place."

There were blood everywhere, broken bodies, ruined armor and weapons, collapsed temple walls and city kings, burning into blackened trees, and the land that was lost... it seemed to be a huge slaughterhouse.

Here, there have been tragic and unimaginable battles.

In the anger of Li Mu’s heart, the scholars of Moxiang Shuhai could not help but respect it.

This is the most tragic and reluctant part of all the holy sites he has visited.

There are ruined bodies of war-torn scholars everywhere, and some of them are broken steel bodies that have been smashed by the hard-breaking [Breakfast].

Li Mu even felt the breath of slavery.

In this invasion of the forces of the Immortal, Moxiangshuhai chose the most direct, the most tragic, the most positive, and the most insane.

They insisted on fighting before they finally destroyed. No one escaped from here.

There is no even any meaning to keep the fire.

Rather Stick to your guns.

Is this the integrity of the scholars who are familiar with the book of the sages?

Li Mu can imagine how terrible the battle was.

I am afraid that even the forces of the immortal demon who attacked the ink-scented sea of ​​books did not think that they would encounter such a degree of resistance, and that there was also a huge loss.

Therefore, this celestial demon power will be so resentful and ruthless, and the bodies of the scholars will be destroyed and destroyed in the blood stone forest.

Thinking of this, Li Mu only felt that the body was tumbling and flowing in the chest, it was the angry **** magma flame.

"Everyone is careful."

Li Mu opened the vertical eye, and when the light was swept away, he peeked at the surrounding environment and instantly found the place where the magical atmosphere of the fairyland was most concentrated.

Among them, those with the strongest breath are half-steps.

Secondly, it is the magic of dozens of flying fairy levels.

As for slaves... there are more and no threats.

At first glance, Li Mu’s heart was instantly relieved.

"Kill, one does not stay."

The dark golden knives are summoned, and Li Muwan is like a god-killing god, directly killing the hall where the magic is gathered.

A knife is thrown out.

The dark golden flames are surging.

boom!

The knife flashed.

The giant hall of the book's shape was cut directly.

Perhaps it is because the bloodstone forest method on the periphery is too confident. This immortal monk repairs the door, but there is no such thing as a ban on the hall.

"who?"

"presumptuous."

"Give it to me."

Dozens of figures staring at the immortality of the immortal, flew out of the hall.

These figures are dressed in uniform dark red scales, tight fit, helmets like a beast, and the visor is ugly, and the dark red fairy stalks like a group of **** and evil spirits. .

Li Mu did not talk nonsense, his body flashed.

call out!

When the first demon repaired the flying fairy, he was smashed his head with a knife.

The red magic manicure on his body, like a paper paste, was smashed and smashed, failing to provide the slightest protection.

"what……"

The magic repairs the flying fairy and screams, and the dark limbs of the residual limbs emit a dark golden sword, which instantly turns into a fly ash.

A black phantom **** escaped, but it appeared, and it was turned into a ashes by the dark gold sword.

"what?"

Other magical repairs, heart and mind jump.

I thought it was the embers of the ink-scented book sea. Who knows, the enemy who came to attack is so terrible.

"Wang Hao!"

Xiaojiu screamed in the sky, and his body suddenly exploded.

Gao Wanzhang.

It seems to be the fairy tale beast that feeds on the stars.

Two eyes are like a **** red sun floating above the sky.

It opened its mouth and sucked it.

From the surrounding, the "Breakfast" is like the rice in the hurricane, and it is swallowed up by all without any resistance.

The same is true of those slaves with lower strengths.

Wang Shiyu wore an invisible cloak, ignited the rust sword, and the cold light flashed, and there was no mercy to kill.

Yuan Zhen spurred the golden dragon stick. The whole monkey was like gold casting. The golden light was turned into a golden lightning, and it was shuttled around. When it passed, it was Fei Xian, and he was shot and killed by smash.

The anger is enough in the body of two people, one monkey and one dog.

It broke out wildly.

It seems that the Tianhe River is pouring and the mountain torrents are pouring.

"You...who is the sacred friend? Why did you raided me [黯月宗] resident, fearing that there was a misunderstanding and slow hands."

The leader of this sorcerer's advance team is a half-step singer wearing a bright red scale armor, a helmet, and a ghost face. The figure is tall and thin, like a bamboo raft. It is not right, and he screams loudly.

"Misunder your mother."

Li Mu roared.

The dark golden flying knife rain seems to be a star-studded general, sweeping away from this person.

Killing unlimited.

In the mind of the leader of the advance team of the Yu Yuezong, the police were mad.

Instinctively felt the threat of death.

The enemy of the attack, the strength of the strength, far beyond his imagination.

This is definitely not the power of a lower boundary plane.

This low-level plane can not breed such a degree.

It must be a fairyland.

He was in a hurry, while defending, he shouted: "Which is one of the 36 advance teams? You do this, violating the laws of Wanxian League, and paying the price of the door... and the assistant, if There is a misunderstanding, but I can talk about it in detail. If I have a crime, I am willing to pay for it."

"I Wei Andong killed all of you who were so mad."

Li Mu is drinking.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wei from Dongxuan Xianmen, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." When the leader of Yu Yuezong heard it, he was shocked and said: "My left Xinhan has always respected Mr. Wei. Among them, I am afraid what is there. misunderstanding."

Li Mu knife is mad, and the knife is deadly.

"The demon is outside, everyone is guilty, what is wrong, give me death."

Dark gold knives and swords, sweeping the sky.

In the hands of the party's thrush, Li Mu got the jade of the martial arts collection of the major races, sects and strong people who have been engraved in the chaotic world. Although they have not yet fully penetrated, the knowledge and methods of warfare have become increasingly perfect. It is a fairy, if it can not be completely suppressed in the realm, it will fall into the wind in an instant.

The power of the mutant knives made Li Mu not fall into the wind when he faced the half-step 谪仙.

The head of the 黯月宗, Zuo Xinhan, was in a hurry.

Around, other masters of Qiu Yuezong are already being squandered by Xiao Jiu, Yuan Yu and Wang Shiyu.

"Mr. Wei, why bother?"

The mud bodhisattva also has three points of fire.

Zuo Xinhan repeatedly tried to summon and summoned, but in exchange for Li Mu’s endless murder, he finally became angry.

"dead."

Li Mu manipulated the time, shimmered, and invaded to the left Xinhan, the knife was more urgent.

puff!

The blood is collapsing.

Left Xinhan screamed, and his left shoulder was shot with a blood line.

He suddenly realized what he was, and roared: "You... you are not Mr. Wei, who are you?"