They have been dead for so many years, and a heart still has such a strong power. ”

The body became hotter and hotter, and the quickwood was a little clear, and he hurriedly scolded.

"Whew"

Liumu tugged at the collar of his black robe, his red neck extending all the way to his chest, and the unbearable burning caused him to open his mouth wide and exhale a cloud of white mist.

"Hmm"

Qingli and Wang Tian, who were still in a state of confrontation, were shocked when they saw Liumu's face, and they didn't understand why Liumu was suddenly so abnormal.

Whoa

At this moment, Liumu could no longer bear the dryness in front of his chest, and a pair of different pupils had long since disappeared, replaced by a pair of fiery red pupils.

More and more hot air appeared on Liumu's face, and under his snort, a cloud of white mist erupted, and with a bang, Liumu directly tore open the black robe, revealing his red upper body.

agitate

Zhou Qing was also extremely flustered behind him, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Qingli in front of him saw Liumu suddenly tear open his clothes, his pupils shrank suddenly, especially when he saw the heart of the ancient general who was constantly beating on Liumu's chest, the roar in his pupils was much better.

This was originally his own, but now he is being seized by the debris in front of him.

Thinking of this, Qingli, as the first person of the young generation in the deserted city, felt a great shame, roared violently, and grabbed the void in front of him with a pair of hands shaped by tiger claws.

And under his feet was also a sudden force, slamming on the ground, the resentful spirit behind him suddenly appeared, the power of resentment soared, his body suddenly moved, even the speed suddenly increased, and a pair of resentful pupils stared at the driftwood.

rumble

Crushing claws

Qingli jumped high, and the sudden increase in speed made Qingli's blow extremely fierce, and with the anger in his heart, this already fierce offensive showed a more aggressive side.

On the other hand, the heat waves that had been gushing out of the body overflowed into the air one after another, distorting the surrounding air.

"Give Me Death"

Qingli let out a good drink, and the five claws cut through the air from top to bottom, sweeping towards Liumu's chest with fierce resentment.

The sudden violent surprise in front of him was also noticed by Liumu, his face was flushed, and he turned out to be a sudden sideways, and at the same time, his fists were suddenly clenched, and with the resentment of the heat wave, he was directly gushing out in full force.

Fist of Stone

Originally, the whole stone fist should have been wrapped in silver mang, but at this time, the heat source in the body continued to gush out, and the red mangs were flourishing, which directly covered up the brilliance of this silver mang.

The powerful heat wave converged on Liumu's arm, and finally, after another hot mist was sprayed out of Liumu's mouth, it all bombarded out against Qingli's attack.

boom

A huge roar sounded in this area, the ground collapsed abruptly, the shattered floor tiles shook under the strong pressure, and the two fierce momentum in the air collided, making the gravel seem to be still in the air.

syllable

However, this situation did not last long, and soon, the gravel reached its limit under the collision of the two forces, and with a crisp sound, all the gravel floating in the air shattered and turned into powder.

"Poof"

The huge force from his arm made the flowing wood shoot out in an instant, and a mouthful of blood also spurted out.

boom

Liumu's body was extremely embarrassed, and it slammed into the ground with a bang, and it was an irrepressible pain

There was a thrust in the chest, a poof, and another mouthful of bright red.

hiss

Blood sprayed on the ground, raising a cloud of white mist, emitting a scorching temperature, which showed how high the temperature in Liumu's body was.

Driftwood looks extremely embarrassed. However, with the blessing of the power of the ancient general's heart, the originally fierce Qingli was also bombarded and spun in the air several times, and finally smashed heavily on the stone bricks on the ground in the same way.

rumble

His back slammed to the ground, cracks spread across the ground, and his back was like a spider's web, sinking down half a knee's depth.

But even so, Liumu's body was seriously injured, but his face was still hot, a pair of pupils were like flames, and the endless heat in his body made him feel no pain at all.

He gritted his teeth, endured the burning heat in his body, stood up vigorously, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Qingli's location.

"Chop Offal"

Qingli raised his hand suddenly, and a resentful voice came from the pit, snapped, reached out and grabbed a raised rock, supported his body, and slowly sat up.

"Wang Tian, when do you want to see?"

At this moment, Qingli no longer dared to despise Liumu, and scolded Wang Tian, who was watching coldly.

Now, Liumu obviously triggered the power in General Gu's heart, which gave him the strength to fight against himself, although he knew that this sudden power would have a great backlash afterwards, but at the moment they didn't seem to be able to hold on to that time.

Qingli is also a decisive person, and the face of the head is completely insignificant compared to his life.

This is not easy for anyone to know.

And as the first person in the deserted city, he is even more convinced of this.

Therefore, after seeing that he was almost the strongest blow, it was difficult to shout that Liumu was a single bit, Qingli would never choose to fight Liumu alone.

He was going to be with Wang Tian until Liumu's body collapsed

From the previous situation, it is actually not difficult to see that it is completely impossible for Liumu's current body to withstand such a strong force, so he only needs to drag Liumu with Wang Tian all the time.

When Quickwood's body reaches its limit, his rout will come naturally.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he and Wang Tian can resist the next attack of the flowing wood, because it is not difficult to perceive that the power that can be controlled in the flowing wood body at this time is about to be saturated.

In the next time, it may be him and Wang Tian who will be suppressed

Qingli snorted angrily, and the bloody phlegm fell on the rock,

At the same time, an imperceptible gloom flashed in his eyes, and then nodded slightly at Wang Tian.

"Finally thinking of me. ”

Wang Tian didn't seem to care, and sneered.

Previously, Qingli was self-righteous, and when he saw that Liumu had won the heart of the ancient general, he completely forgot about himself, and the arrogant Qingli thought that with the strength of his nine-rank silver spirit warrior, he could easily crush Liumu and know a lot of things.

But he didn't expect that there would be such a change, which was extremely unhappy in Wang Tian's heart.

Seeing Wang Tian's expression, Qingli frowned slightly.

What I thought before, everything was to rely on myself and Wang Tian to work together to achieve the goal of dragging the driftwood.

At this time, if Wang Tian wants to borrow a knife to kill people, let himself consume the flowing wood first, and die in vain, it is very likely that even the heart of General Gu will fall into his hands in the end.

Qingli's face was gloomy

After sinking for a while, looking at the appearance of the driftwood staring at him, a palpitation suddenly rose in his heart.

"However, compared to this driftwood, I am more ruthless to you"

Just when Qingli was thinking about how to solve the situation in front of him, Wang Tian suddenly changed his words, and the only remaining arm suddenly raised, pointed to the position of the flowing wood, and said in a cold voice.

"You try"

Liumu held back the burning heat on his body and hooked his hand towards Wang Tian's position.

In fact, in the bottom of Liumu's heart, he also understood the situation in front of him, not to mention, as time went by, people continued to enter this area.

Because he took away the heart of the ancient general, the suppression above the ink pool also became much weaker, and some of the strong people of the Golden Spirit Warrior also began to be eager to try.

If you really wait for the people of the Deserted City and the Wang Clan to enter here, then it will not be a second.

In addition, there is an even more point, that is, Liumu has faintly felt that his consciousness is beginning to weaken, and it is becoming more and more difficult for his divine consciousness to control the majestic heat wave in his body.

"If you really wait until your body reaches its limit, then you really have to give it to here. ”

Liumu looked at the two people in front of him who were becoming increasingly fierce, and groaned in his heart.

"Sister Qing'er, be optimistic about the direction of the ink pool to prevent someone from sneaking up, and I will solve them as soon as possible. ”

Turning back to Zhou Qing, who was stunned in place, Liumu whispered.

Looking at the extremely embarrassed driftwood in front of him that was flushed and baked by the heat wave, Zhou Qingqiao's face changed slightly.

After a while, she wanted to refuse, but suddenly saw a hot gas spit out from Liumu's slightly open lips, and nodded with difficulty.

After looking at Zhou Qingzhen and nodding solemnly, Liumu also held back the pain and squeezed out a smile on the continuous shooting.

"Hmm"

He nodded slightly.

And on top of an ancient tree outside the inkpool, a sloppy figure stood still for a long time.

Outside the ink pool, there was a lot of people, and many of the onlookers could not enter it because their divine sense was relatively weak, so they could only cheer for their companions in the ink pool outside.

Whenever someone breaks through the inkpool, there is a burst of cheers around the inkpool.

Unconsciously, all the young talents of the three camps entered it, and breaking through the ink pool also became a secret contest between the three parties.

Among them, the Deserted City has the most complete personnel, and the strength of the Deserted City people is already strong, so the number of people who go deep into the ink pool and break through the ink pool is the largest, and the Wang clan is close to second, even if no one in the Wang clan has completely broken through the ink pool.

However, in the second half of the ink pool, many people still recognized it, and the one who accounted for the majority was Wang.

And the smallest number of people in the ink pool is the Zhou family, firstly, because the Zhou clan has few people who have entered the underground palace, and secondly, because they were surrounded and suppressed by the Wang clan before, there are not many people left in the silver spirit scholars, and there are many scars, and very few people in the ink pool can hold out to the second half.

Wang He's face was solemn and he looked at the situation in the ink pool.

On the contrary, Cai Gan on the side, after seeing Wang He, did not force him again, but brushed the beard on his chin, and there was little satisfaction in his eyes.

At this moment, the figure standing on the tree pulled the wine gourd on his waist and poured it violently.

The old man looked very disgusted with his dirty-looking robe, but he didn't care.

Looking at the back of the ink pool, the battle circle gradually heated up, and he finally said a word.

"Boy, it's almost the limit."

At this time, I found out that this old man was actually the sloppy old beggar that Liumu was looking for when he entered the underground palace