Chapter 585 Crazy old man
"If that's the case, then I really may not die."
Lin Mu's eyes flashed slightly.
Although he cannot go out and his soul power cannot communicate with the outside world, his consciousness can still contact his clone.
Because the clone and his soul have the same origin, they can sense each other without communication.
The death energy around him was extremely harmful to him, but not necessarily to the clone.
The avatar is condensed by the power of faith, and it practices the methods of the ancient gods. The death energy here, which is similar to divine power, may be of great help to the growth of the avatar.
The secret space, deep in the vast void.
The void suddenly fluctuated, and then a figure exactly like Lin Mu appeared.
This figure is Lin Mu's ancient god clone.
The clone had already sensed what was happening in the Thunder Beast Tribe's territory outside, and knew that Ye Qianche and others thought Lin Mu was dead.
However, he had no intention of coming forward to explain.
Because he has no human emotions at all, and naturally has no feelings, Ye Qianche and others are no different from strangers to him.
In his eyes, these people's thoughts and even their life and death have nothing to do with him.
In this world, the only living being he cares about is Lin Mu.
It was precisely because of his attitude that Ye Qianche and others were convinced that Lin Mu was dead, otherwise why wouldn't Lin Mu's clone come forward to explain.
Even now, he doesn't plan to tell anyone that Lin Mu is not dead.
laugh!
His body directly transformed into the power of faith, forming an unobtrusive light smoke that floated out of the Tianji Diagram. It was first teleported to Xichuan City through the Tianmen, and then flew directly towards the Valley of Gods.
Now that the Tianmen in the Valley of Gods has been destroyed, he can only fly all the way there.
For ordinary people, they would not be able to fly if they were not cultivated enough to be a Martial Lord, but it was not a problem for him.
Because he is composed of the power of faith, it can be transformed into the power of faith at any time, and can easily float and fly in the air.
Hesitantly, his body appeared to be just a subtle streak of smoke, and no one noticed him along the way.
The abyss of death.
"The clone is coming, but it's far away. It will take at least five days."
Lin Mu looked solemn, "I can only survive these five days on my own."
He had planned to restrain his breath and enter a state of turtle breath to minimize the pressure on him from the surrounding death air.
However, before he had time to act, his pupils suddenly shrank again, staring not far away in horror.
By the river, a figure leapt out of a stone forest at an extremely fast speed.
He crossed the distance of five or six miles in the blink of an eye and jumped in front of Lin Mu.
Lin Mu had clearly seen that the other party was a sloppy old man.
The sloppy old man had white hair, as messy as a bird's nest, and his clothes were in tatters, covered with thick dust, and had not been washed for an unknown amount of time. "Second brother?"
Suddenly, the sloppy old man grabbed Lin Mu's shoulders and said crazily, "Are you the second brother?"
Lin Mu was horrified. When this sloppy old man caught him, he couldn't react.
You know, he is now in the state of opening the Tianyan Jue. How fast is this sloppy old man?
And after being caught by the opponent, he tried to break free, but found that he could not shake the opponent's hand at all.
Not only that, when the sloppy old man appeared, the giant guarding Lin Mu on the opposite side had a look of fear on his face, turned around and ran away.
The sloppy old man also spotted the giant and seemed dissatisfied with the giant appearing in his sight.
Immediately, he jumped and appeared behind the giant in an instant. His feet covered with dirt and dirt kicked the giant's back.
boom!
The giant screamed, and was kicked away by the sloppy old man. It turned into a parabola and flew far away, and it was unknown where it landed.
"Martial Saint..."
Lin Mu swallowed hard, his face turned pale.
A giant who was comparable to a peak martial artist was kicked away by a sloppy old man.
At this moment, if he didn't know the identity of the other party, he would be really stupid.
This sloppy old man is definitely a martial saint.
Martial Saint!
Since Lin Mu was born, this was really the first time he saw Wu Sheng.
Although the leader of Xuandu is also very strong, the leader of Xuandu is a great demon, not a human being. The impact on his soul is far less powerful than that of a martial saint trained by humans.
The sloppy old man did not chase the giant. After kicking the giant away, he ran to Lin Mu again, grabbed Lin Mu again and said excitedly: "Second brother, you are finally willing to show up. Don't you blame the elder brother?"
"Senior, did you admit the wrong person?"
Lin Mu said in shock. At this time, he already felt that something was wrong. The spirit of this sloppy old man seemed a little abnormal?
But he didn't dare to be sure, and he didn't dare to think about it. After all, the other party was a Martial Saint. He was the pinnacle existence in the world. How could he be crazy?
"You must still be blaming me. I am your eldest brother and you are my dearest brother. How could I misidentify you."
The sloppy old man actually started crying, "It's my fault, brother. I shouldn't have brought you to the abyss of death. Otherwise, you wouldn't have died in that devil's palace."
"Senior, you really got the wrong person."
Lin Mu smiled bitterly and said, "You said it yourself, your son has died in some demon palace. Since he is dead, how can he still be alive?"
"Dead? The second brother is dead?"
The sloppy old man scratched his hair and said, "No, how is that possible? How could my second brother die?"
Then he suddenly covered his head and screamed: "Ah, my head hurts so much, second brother, elder brother's head hurts so much."
As he screamed, Lin Mu was struck by lightning and his body was blown away on the spot.
But the sound wave still reverberated in the air, shaking all his orifices to the point of bleeding and causing severe trauma.
At the same time, the sloppy old man was screaming in pain, running wildly through the stone forest as he came and went, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sitting paralyzed on the ground, Lin Mu's face turned pale, and he gradually recovered after five or six minutes.
"Made, the Martial Saint is too scary."
Before this, he never imagined that one day he would be severely injured by someone else's unconscious scream.
Then, he looked at the reaction of the sloppy old man's disappearance and smiled bitterly.
Now he was completely sure that this sloppy old man was really a madman.
At the same time, a sense of fear arose in his heart.
"The abyss of death? Is this the abyss you are talking about? And where is the Demon Palace? How could it drive the Martial Saint crazy and kill the Martial Saint's biological brother?"
Although I don't know who the biological brother of this Martial Saint is, I think the elder brother is a Martial Saint, and the younger brother's strength is not that bad. If he is not a Martial Saint, he should be a Martial Lord.
The dignified Martial Lord was actually killed by the so-called Demon Palace?
Now Lin Mu didn't want to stay in this place at all, but he couldn't fly and it was impossible to leave.
"Clone, come quickly."
He could only pray secretly in his heart.
The quiet environment did not last long. About half a quarter of an hour later, the sloppy old man came back again.
However, he had completely forgotten what happened before. Just like the first time, he jumped to Lin Mu's side, grabbed Lin Mu's shoulders and said excitedly: "Second brother, I finally found you."
