Outside Linjiazhuang, there is a flat mountainside.
The old trees that used to be lush and green and as vigorous as horned dragons no longer grow towards the sun, and only broken branches and leaves are left, scattered in the rain.
Lin Mo's hands were now covered in blood, white and red mixed with flesh and blood, stained on his hands, and then burned by the high temperature, giving off a pungent burnt smell.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly."
He looked at Shang Xubai from afar with an expression of disbelief, sadness and anger, and an apologetic look on his face.
The middle-aged Taoist did not respond immediately, but looked at Li Chi whose head was half exploded, his face calm and his eyes turned red.
"How dare you... dare to kill me?"
He stared at Lin Mo, and the words seemed to be pressed out from between his teeth, showing an astonishing chill.
Lin Mo didn't say anything, but looked at the wound on his lower back, which was a scratch as thick as two fingers.
Even though he had an amazing physique and was protected by Tathagata Strength, Shang Xubai was still able to break through his defense.
He can truly appreciate the terrifying power of the Grandmaster's will. It is as if it is alive and indestructible. It can also vibrate at high frequencies after leaving the body, exerting its sharpness like a magic weapon.
"As expected of a master, it's quite interesting..."
After Lin Mo Shengsheng took the blow, he was not angry but happy, but he answered the wrong question.
At this time, the blood burned extremely quickly, and the high temperature generated by the ferocious transformation quickly stopped the bleeding of the wound, and then healed at a high speed. Now, except for the strange color of the body, there is no difference.
Seeing this scene, Shang Xubai, who was furious, also had his pupils shrink.
The wound caused by the blow just now seemed serious, but it was nothing compared to Lin Mo's huge body. I didn't expect that it would show such terrible healing power in the end...
Coupled with the terrifying power shown previously and the defense far beyond the realm...
"I changed my mind. No matter who comes, they can't stop your death!" He said softly, his eyes turning cold in an instant.
He has made up his mind that since Li Chi is dead, he can only stop the loss in time.
What he expected was correct. The Lingtai Sect had probably placed a heavy bet on this person, and what he had transplanted was some kind of powerful essence and blood. He could just kill him and take him back for business!
boom!
After finishing the thought, he let out a muffled breath, and the energy and blood all over his body swelled. His originally thin body seemed to be inflated, and it became huge. His muscles were tangled, and his whole body was forcibly taller to about three meters. His originally normal skin became light brown and wood-like. color.
"Thousands of mountains are peaks, and the presence of the Purple Mountain God is for the enlightenment of the Tao!"
I saw a diamond-shaped purple mark on his plump Yintang. As the energy and blood surged in his body, the color between his eyebrows became thicker and thicker, and purple air currents continued to surge out, like dancing streaks. Purple snakes are wrapped around his body.
The purple air flow seemed to be an extremely powerful weapon in itself, lingering around it as if it had formed some kind of field, and even the air was distorted by it.
"Shang Xubai actually practiced the Qianshan Dao Qi Sutra to the ninth level and understood the Purple Mountain Ultimate!"
You Yuanlei, who was concentrating on observing in the distance, couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice,
"Doesn't this mean that he has a half chance of breaking through to the realm of freedom?"
"It's just a theory that there is a chance of condensing the Purple Mountain Seal, which means that his divine will has been condensed to a certain level, but it is not so easy to become a grand master." A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the Chinese-haired old man, and he said softly.
"Mr. Wang, are you... sure?" You Yuanlei moved his lips and asked in a low voice.
The old man beside him, named Wang Lan, is a real old man in the Yuhou Mansion. He has served two Yuhous and is surprisingly high-level. He was sent here after considering many possible emergencies.
The old man didn't speak, just smiled, looking deeply at the battle situation in the distance.
"Die!"
Shang Xubai shouted angrily and strode forward.
He was getting faster and faster, rushing past, almost teleporting, and the air hindered him almost completely. He could not hinder him at all, and could only let out a harsh whine.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Lin Mo, stretched out his hand, and the energy that had been condensed and accumulated for decades was strengthened through several special acupuncture points, and was released through the palm of his hand.
"Zi Ji Lie Mountain Breaks!"
The originally exaggerated palm was covered with a faint purple color, and the surrounding air was distorted. It was vaguely visible, and among them, small purple peaks were constantly emerging and dying.
He did not underestimate Lin Mo's strength just because he had not yet become a master, and directly used his special skills.
This move is a powerful secret technique of the Qianshan Dao Qi Jing. Only martial artists who have understood the state of Zishan are qualified to understand and learn it, because it requires extremely high mental strength and divine will.
Of course, the damage is also very terrifying. The concentrated Shan Yuan Po has body breaking, concussion, penetration, and several powerful offensive special effects, and its killing power is unparalleled.
Even martial artists of the same level don’t dare to really take it hard!
"Then let's see! Who dies first!"
Lin Mo took a deep breath and immediately began to activate his qi and blood without reservation. It was the first time since his death that the unimaginable qi and blood was so completely activated.
He saw the energy and blood rolling back, and the fiery blood condensed into the shape of a dragon and hung behind Lin Mo.
With the explosion of blood energy, the evil transformation of the Earthly Evil in Wutu Ling's body was further strengthened.
The temperature all over his body became higher, and his skin turned red, with golden secret lines flowing on it, like a blood robe. The blazing temperature caused the place where his feet stepped to turn into scorched earth, and the air was burned. Deformation.
Lin Mo's golden eyes looked at Shang Xubai, who was running towards him. He also stepped forward and met him with a fierce palm.
Unexpectedly, when the palms of the two hands were connected, the Taoist, who was already extremely fast, sped up again, like a purple mountain moving sideways, appeared beside Lin Mo in an instant, and stamped Lin Mo's weak spot with a sudden palm.
A pit of flesh suddenly appeared, and the white bones could be vaguely seen inside.
After venting his surging energy, he didn't want to be greedy for success. He changed his steps, turned around and took a series of mountain steps, and disappeared from where he was.
boom!
Lin Mo moved with his body, and a firm palm was directly printed on the clearing where he was standing just now.
It was clear that the dragon's palm had not hit yet, but the heat wave rising from the blazing high temperature, accompanied by the wild wind, directly plowed light black charred brown ravines on the ground.
"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on!"
Lin Mo felt that his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and his strength was still rising.
Three hundred thousand catties, four hundred thousand catties...
As the boundless Qi and blood burn, the Wutu spirit body is driven with all its strength, transforming it into boundless power. In addition, the wonderful substances surge up from the ground where the feet step on. The two are superimposed, and the physical quality continues to improve.
But it was accompanied by an uncontrollable mania.
A fatal problem arises.
He couldn't keep up with Shang Xubai's speed.
His movement technique seems to be a secret skill. Every time he takes a step, a phantom of a mountain is enveloped on his body. Sometimes he can react, but his movements cannot keep up.
And with every move, Shang Xubai's power became stronger and stronger, and every blow was stronger than Li Chi's desperate blow.
On the same spot, a purple figure folded and shuttled back and forth around the end of the forest, with carefree steps, hitting it with heavy blows.
Bang bang bang!
"Do you realize it? This is a real gap. Between master and master, the gap is like a chasm."
Shang Xubai said in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly appeared in front of Lin Mo. He was in the phantom of Zishan. This was the state of Zishan. It was similar to the secret method of explosive seed. Strength, agility, regeneration, etc. were all increased. .
He punched Lin Mo's neck hard, making a deep and bloody hole in his neck.
And the next moment, just a few seconds before the huge demon-god-like palm struck, it floated away again.
Although he said this, he became more and more shocked, and at the same time, he became more and more interested in the essence and blood transplanted from Lin Mo's body.
It is simply unimaginable that an ordinary martial artist's defensive power can be so strong that he can take out Zijishan Yuanpa more than ten times.
If it were an ordinary martial artist of the same level, even those who were physically trained would have broken their bones and muscles and become disabled.
But in the end it was over.
Shang Xubai floated down to a distance of six or seven feet away from Lin Mo, breathing gently and adjusting his condition.
His face remained calm, but he knew his inner state clearly.
The principle of the Purple Extreme Transformation is, in the final analysis, to condense the daily useless mental energy into the Purple Mountain Seal at the center of the eyebrows through the special exercise route of Qianshan Dao.
In times of life and death battle, activate it.
This is also the reason why he can hit at full strength in every attack.
It's just that the series of rapid attacks just now squandered most of nearly a year's accumulation. Even the meridians can't bear it and need a short rest to recover.
"Based on your attacks alone, you are already comparable to an ordinary grandmaster. If you can achieve this with a life-stricken body, I admit that if you continue, you will have a bright future." He looked at the blood-stained body in front of him with a complicated expression. A man with dozens of wounds on his body,
"It's a pity that if you hit ten moves in a row, the force of thousands of mountains will be blasted into your body and accumulate into a purple mountain. Once the mountain collapses, your internal organs will be shattered and you will be dead."
This is the real horror of Zijibian, which is called special effects and hidden thunder.
I don't see the purple mountain, I only see you. In the silent place, there is thunder and lightning.
He kills people invisible, even if he escapes the powerful blast, he cannot avoid the hidden thunder that destroys his body.
In short, one word is death.
"If I were you, I might put down my resistance at this time. After all, persisting can't bring you more than giving you pain."
"Pain? If this is the pain you are talking about, it is too cheap." Lin Mo stood up slightly and casually tore off the black scars on his neck that were scabbed by the high temperature.
His body is still strong, and the dozens of bone-deep wounds are healing at the same speed. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell any difference at all.
"If you move again, it will only accelerate your death..."
Shang Xubai frowned and was talking when he saw Lin Mo's whole body suddenly boiling with surging blood, mixed with a gray-brown luster, condensing around his body,
Then a huge brown skeleton stood up, gray flesh and blood gathered together, more than ten meters high, a sitting Buddha with a large face and big ears, angrily walking, and a smiling face suddenly rose.
"Are you... the true form of Dharma?"
Shang Xubai's pupils shrank, looking at Lin Mo in the huge Buddha statue, he felt his scalp numb, a sense of divine will came to him, and a sense of crisis came to his heart, he couldn't help but said in horror.
But as soon as he said the words, he was overthrown by himself.
How can a determined martial artist condense the true form of the Dharma?
Moreover, if it were to condense into its true form, it would not be of this scale.
Could it be that his strength is showing off?
But how majestic and majestic is the intention to appear like this?
"Buddha is angry and his anger is deep. This is the first time he has used it since he understood the Buddha's virtual form." Lin Mo said softly.
At this time, he was slightly bent over, as if he was carrying something heavy, but the golden light in his eyes became even brighter.
"You are similar to Lin Yuantian's secret skill..."
Shang Xubai's face became solemn.
It was obvious that this junior was not a master, but for some reason, he felt a fatal threat from him.
And this secret skill is obvious...
"Do you practice the Lingtai True Self Original Vow Sutra?"
He frowned deeply.
"It doesn't matter what I cultivate..." Lin Mo said softly.
He raised his hand slightly, and the huge Buddha statue behind him moved accordingly. With just a slight move, the air was crushed with a harsh blast of air.
This kind of power has surpassed his dragon transformation state with full special effects...
It actually gave him a strange feeling of being in Vajra Samadhi, having no magical power, and suppressing everything.
"The important thing is...don't let me down."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly exploded on the spot. The whole hill seemed to shake, and Lin Mo disappeared in an instant.
As soon as he stepped on it, the surrounding ground instantly dropped several inches, causing waves of dust to roll.
Without Chou's strength, the air seemed to be crushed, making a rumbling sound.
Standing on the spot, Shang Xubai felt that the sky suddenly turned dark. He wanted to use Mountain Steps to avoid the sharp attack, but in his sight, a fist that could be said to cover the sky blocked all his movements.
Before he had time to think about it, the Taoist Zishan advanced instead of retreating. His whole body was full of momentum. The purple mountain seal on his forehead was almost broken. Purple breath enveloped his whole body. He shouted angrily and punched upwards.
Since the beginning, his attack method has been mainly dodging, which does not mean that he dare not confront Lin Mo head-on.
It's just a natural habit to deal with enemies in the easiest way.
After all, since he saw that Lin Mo's shortcomings were speed and cumbersome physical training, he would naturally choose guerrilla bombing.
And this Zishan martial artist who has experienced hundreds of battles since he came out of the mountain and has braved the realms of heaven several times, who is best at using the weak to attack the strong and using the strong to bully the weak, how can he be timid in the face of life and death?
boom!
Suddenly, a scorching strong wind swept across the earth.
The fist that was as big as a house directly touched the purple light on Shang Xubai's body, and the Tenglong Taoist robe woven from cloud silk on his body broke instantly.
The place where he stood was unable to withstand the huge unloading force, and a giant spider web covering hundreds of meters in radius exploded directly.
His face became extremely ugly.
In his decades-long career in the realm, he has had the glory of fighting against many and killing indiscriminately. He has also had the defeat of being tyrannically beaten and suffering from humiliation.
So with just one blow, he immediately knew something was wrong.
The weird willpower in front of him is not stronger than the so-called willpower, but more of power, unrivaled power.
It was like a mountain collapsing and overturning, or like a rushing flood, making people completely unable to resist.
Is this kind of power really something a martial artist can achieve?
wrong! It must be some desperate secret technique of squandering life force to damage one's own foundation.
Just persist and persist until...
He didn't have time to think too much. Behind the strange Buddha statue, there was suddenly another twist, and another punch struck again.
"die!"
Lin Mo roared.
When the first blow blocked Shang Xubai's figure, the goal was achieved.
I saw a huge Buddha statue, with two towering arms blasting away at the people below.
In this state, he doesn't need to consider the factor of returning energy to exchange force, and his fist speed reaches its peak.
Although it is only two arms, it feels like it can hit a thousand hands and a thousand punches.
At first Shang Xubai could still resist, but as the rain of fists fell, he gradually lost the ability to resist.
Lin Mo went completely crazy, and all the rage in his heart was released. Like a whack-a-mole, he punched the ground in front of him with fierce punches.
Suddenly, the ground that was originally aligned was suddenly sunk by nearly half a meter!
Bang!
Another heavy punch. The fist blasted by the Stone Buddha's virtual form seemed to have advanced attack special effects such as concussion, heavy blow, shattering, penetration, etc. It was just a normal attack, and the damage was ridiculously high.
At this time, Shang Xubai's arms were still raised, and the originally chaotic Ziyi had slumped to the point between his arms. His originally straight back was stooped, and his legs were sunk deep into the earth.
His eyes were wide open and he stared at the figure above, as if waiting for him to say something.
Lin Mo's face became calm at this time, his eyes were deep.
"Praiseworthy will, but unfortunately your persistence is meaningless.
So, let this incident end here. "
He delivered one last punch.
This time, dark red tears of blood flowed from his right eye.
The right arm of the majestic Buddha statue in the sky suddenly ignited with black flames, and with the same punch, circles of fire rippled and surged in all directions.
Shang Xubai's eyes flashed with light at this moment, and he desperately wanted to roar, struggling to fly up.
boom!
A huge pillar of fire rose into the sky, slowly turning into black flames and clinging to the ground.
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