Sage Ziyang retreated violently.
It's a pity that Lin Mu's speed is not slower than him.
After a while, he was caught up by Lin Mu again and suffered Lin Mu's terrifying palm power.
A loud bang echoed, and this time Saint Ziyang's head was half blown off, which looked terrible.
All the monks around him were dumbfounded and forgot to think.
Even Yun Fu and Hong Xuanyi, even though they had obtained the information that Lin Mu had sunk the saint, could not help but feel shaken when they saw this scene.
The resilience of the saint is truly terrifying.
Lin Mu continuously inflicted severe injuries on Ziyang Sage, but Ziyang Sage always recovered in time.
Lin Mu didn't have any anxiety about this and caught the Purple Sun Sage and beat him wildly.
Bang bang bang...
Two figures kept moving and flickering in the void.
Wherever it passes, the void is shattered and the destruction is shocking.
Lin Mu's beating was refreshing, but Saint Ziyang almost vomited blood.
He had never been so frustrated.
Even if I fought with other saints before, it would never be as painful as today.
Lin Mu's fighting style was too barbaric.
When other saints fight, they pay attention to means, spellcasting and layout.
But Lin Mu didn't pay attention to this at all, he just caught him blindly and fought with the most brutal fists.
This is no different from a local ruffian.
However, this kind of fighting method made him unable to crack it.
This feeling of suffocation is really maddening.
"Lin Mu, just wait for me and don't let me find any flaws in you, otherwise I will make your life worse than death."
Sage Ziyang roared wildly.
Although he was suppressed by Lin Mu, he was not very afraid.
He is a saint and has immortality. Lin Mu can defeat him, but cannot kill him.
As long as he doesn't die, sooner or later he will find a chance to make a comeback.
However, when he said this, it meant that he believed that his fighting power was not as good as Lin Mu's.
Lin Mu keenly noticed that there was a flaw in the mind of Saint Ziyang.
It would be impossible for other monks to pry into the saint's mind.
But Lin Mu has the ninth insight and sees this clearly.
This was the opportunity he was waiting for.
Buzz!
Suddenly, he pointed out.
This finger is unremarkable.
However, it is Lin Mu's strongest attack.
After possessing the ninth view, he has a more thorough understanding of various techniques and methods.
So he combined the Qi calculation method of Wuchao method and created this finger.
The Wuchao method uses the Qi number as the grass and the palm as the nest.
Lin Mu's finger was based on the Wuchao method.
He used Thousand Gate Avenue as fuel and his fingers as a furnace to unleash this most powerful blow.
Poof!
The next moment, a blood hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of Saint Ziyang.
Before the monks could react, his head was pierced by Lin Mu's finger.
"What kind of fingering is this?"
Sage Ziyang stood in mid-air and asked Lin Mu in disbelief.
"This finger was created by me. It was originally nameless, but since its first blow was used on you, Saint Ziyang, let's call it the 'Yang-Destroying Finger'!"
Lin Mu said calmly.
The other monks didn't think anything was wrong at first.
After all, the trauma Sage Ziyang suffered previously seemed much more serious than the blood hole between his eyebrows.
But when they heard Lin Mu's words, they suddenly realized that something was unusual.
boom!
The next moment, Saint Ziyang's body fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.
Lin Mu then descended from the sky and stepped on Saint Ziyang.
"It doesn't matter if you are a saint, I will step on the saint."
He looked down at Saint Ziyang and said coldly.
"you……"
Sage Ziyang was extremely angry.
Other monks felt as if they were struck by lightning.
To them, the scene of Saint Ziyang falling from it was like the collapse of an immortal and undefeated mountain.
"What are you?"
Lin Mu showed no mercy to Saint Ziyang, "You still make my life worse than death. Tell me, do you know you are wrong?"
He actually wanted the saint to admit his mistake.
But the saint is so arrogant, how could he admit his mistake to a monk without a boundary?
"Lin Mu, it doesn't matter if you defeat me. I am a saint and you can't kill me."
Sage Ziyang's eyes showed deep resentment, "When I regain my strength, I will destroy everything you have."
"It seems you don't admit your mistake?"
Lin Mu sighed.
"Are you worthy of me admitting my mistake?"
Sage Ziyang sneered disdainfully.
"If you don't admit your mistake, you will die!"
Lin Mu grabbed Sage Ziyang's neck suddenly, and the Great Way of Reincarnation suddenly started.
Sage Ziyang disapproved and looked at Lin Mu with increasingly contemptuous eyes.
However, the next moment, the contempt in his eyes suddenly solidified.
He felt that his soul was being dragged into a mysterious world.
It can't even be called the world. This world is so small that for him, a saint, it can only be regarded as space.
The entire space is only tens of thousands of light years across.
If it were outside, in a space like this, he would be destroyed later.
But now, there was deep fear on his face.
Because he found that his saintly cultivation was completely useless here.
Here, there is no emperor, no number.
The strength of his soul is no different from that of an ordinary emperor.
What was even more frightening was that he sensed many terrifying auras in this space.
Among them, some have auras that are similar to those of monks in the Numeracy Realm.
In the past, he didn't care about these existences, but now in this situation, he feels that it is very dangerous.
This is also true.
In the past, the soul of a lower-level saint would definitely pose a threat to the origin world.
Now, the origin world has no fear of becoming a saint.
Those innate creatures, after sensing the soul aura of Saint Ziyang, all rushed over.
It didn't take long for Saint Ziyang's soul to be devoured by these innate beings.
Even Lin Mu didn't expect this.
He didn't expect that the innate beings could actually use the saint's soul as food.
Moreover, after eating the saint's soul, their strength increased significantly.
The more you eat, the greater your strength will increase.
Lin Mu has no time to pay much attention to the situation in the origin world for the time being.
After a while, his mind returned to his physical body.
The monks around him were completely shocked and stunned.
Lin Mu actually sank a saint?
This is completely beyond the imagination of the monks.
Even if a Borderless monk can resist a saint, it is already incredible.
Sink the Saint?
This completely subverts the common sense of the world.
How can it be?
How can this be?
Many monks' heads were buzzing and they were unable to think.
Lin Mu was always calm about this.
His eyes glanced at the other members of the mysterious sect.
Finally, he looked at Luo Junyu: "You want to ambush me? The cats and dogs you brought seem not enough."
"Lin Mu, you dare to sink the saint of our religion, you... you are so brave."
Before Luo Junyu could answer, Bishop Sun couldn't help shouting.
Lin Mu was speechless for a while: "Are you still an emperor like this? I think your cultivation over the years has turned into a dog. The death of a saint is not enough to calm you down, and you still dare to yell at me?"
Luo Junyu's expression suddenly changed: "Lin Mu, what are you going to do? What happened today is my fault. I didn't expect you to have grown to this point.
But you have made a big mistake in sinking the saint of our religion, but the hatred is not irresolvable. After all, the saint is immortal. Even if he is sleeping now, he will wake up sooner or later. If you dare to kill the emperor of my religion, you will fight to the death. You must think carefully. "
