Chapter 1053: Reincarnated
"Quickly take back the spirit mark, his spirit mark is too high-level, and it is weird, don't touch it."
The middle-aged man holding the feather fan was still calm, and the snow-white feather fan waved, and suddenly condensed a wind dragon, roaring and rushing towards Zhang Mu.
This is a pure energy attack, the power is not small, blocking the curtain for a moment, the eagle and the dog's god imprint master relieved his breath, and took back the broken god imprint, still pale and weak, and lost most of his combat effectiveness.
Fortunately, they still have three Tianhe Realms, plus a young man from the True Realm, they are not too flustered, but they no longer dare to underestimate Zhang Mu, even if they are more numerous.
The person with the longbow imprinted by the god pulled hard, and in the humming sound, three blue arrows condensed out of thin air and shot out of the air at the same time.
The curtain was split, and the arrow exploded with a single contact, and three loud bangs echoed, and he protected his body with spiritual power, but he was still blown out of the room.
The blue-eyed old man seized the opportunity, and as soon as the cold light in his eyes lit up, two blue rays of light shot out, and he came to Zhang Mu in an instant.
The speed was too fast, and Zhang Curtain couldn't dodge, so he could only twist his body, becoming like a stream of water, and he was dangerously dodging away.
"Where did he get so much power?" The young people of the Wang family were both jealous and jealous, and in just a few breaths, Zhang Mu revealed his abilities such as stealth, clone, speed, and flexibility, in addition to his own God Devouring Blade.
"It's supposed to be psychics." The middle-aged feather fan spoke in a solemn tone, waved his divine spirit mark, and continued to send out long-range attacks.
"Kill him, you must kill him!" The young man of the Wang family gritted his teeth and said.
"Understood."
The middle-aged man with a feather fan nodded, Zhang Mu had been completely offended, and the best solution was to let it disappear directly, so that there would be no trouble.
"Young Master, he's too flexible, my arrows won't hit him."
The man with the bow was sweating profusely, he had shot more than ten arrows in a row, none of which could hurt Zhang Mu, even if he shot head-on, he was smashed on the spot.
"Don't worry, consume him for a while, and then it will be much easier to solve it then."
The middle-aged man of the feather fan reassured, now that the three of them are attacking from a distance, it is difficult for Zhang Mu to get close, unless there is also a long-range attack method.
This was indeed the case, after several people did not collide with him with the Divine Spirit Mark, his advantage was eroded a lot, and he was entangled by the fierce attacks of the three people.
But there's more to his abilities than meets the eye.
When he was blocked by the wind dragon again, Zhang Mu no longer dodged, and his spiritual power gathered on the Devouring God Blade and slashed hard.
A ten-zhang long black knife easily cut through the wind dragon, and its power did not weaken much, and it unceremoniously slashed a few people.
"Get out of the way!" The middle-aged man of the feather fan shouted with an ugly face.
Cha!
Due to the very condensed power, this knife only had an absolute edge, cutting the earth in half on the spot, and although it did not kill anyone, it separated the opponent's formation.
As soon as he stepped on his feet, the light twisted, and he directly turned into a figure and rushed out, each shadow was exactly the same, and it was difficult to distinguish the difference with the naked eye.
This made the middle-aged man's face change greatly, and he sensed the intention of opening the curtain, and he quickly waved it around a few times, forming a wall of wind.
"Be defensive, don't let any shadows come over!"
As soon as he finished reminding, a shadow rushed close and was pierced by a blue light, but this time the pierced shadow did not collapse immediately, but hit the wind wall, but burst open.
Wisps of sharp power erupted, and the wind wall was immediately blown out of a gap, which frightened the middle-aged man in the feather fan and hurriedly urged the power to complete it.
However, this was just a means of opening the curtain, when the people of the Wang family were attracted by the shadow clone.
His body was still in place, and the God Devouring Blade absorbed the surrounding aura, forming a huge vortex, and then slashed at the wind wall.
"Oops, you can't stop it, be careful yourself."
The middle-aged man in the feather fan grabbed the young man next to him and quickly retreated back, and the moment he moved, the wall of wind was like papier-mâché, cut open by the giant blade condensed by the Devouring Blade.
Several people not only had to face the shadow, but also faced the sword again, and this time there was more than one sword.
Zhang Mu's hand shook three times in a row, and then three swords condensed out one after another, enveloping all the enemies, making it clear that one person wanted to destroy everyone.
The interference of the shadow made the six people have no time to dodge, and they could only take three swords, and suddenly all kinds of heavenly rivers were revealed, horizontal in front of the black sword.
The person who was injured by Zhang Mu before and the imprint of the gods couldn't be stopped at all, and was directly split in half by the sword, and although the remaining four people were alive, Tianhe's power was mostly smashed, and they all gasped violently, obviously using all their strength.
The four people who were alive showed fear without exception, they had just experienced the horror of Zhang Mu, it was too powerful, and it was impossible for them to block any sword alone.
"This man is too weird, let's retreat."
The middle-aged man with a feather fan frowned, feeling that there was a catastrophe, and dragged the young man with some children to retreat.
The blue-eyed old man was also sweating profusely, and he turned around to leave, his eyes seemed to have seen something terrible, his expression was flustered, and his lips were trembling.
Devour the Mark of the Gods!
He saw the fragments of the Divine Spirit Mark that Zhang Mu's Divine Spirit Mark had dropped before it was devoured, and he found that Zhang Mu's Divine Spirit Mark was completely different from the others, and it was not a heaven and earth at all.
"Reincarnated, and he must be a reincarnated deity, otherwise it would not have been possible to do such a thing."
The blue-eyed old man roared wildly in his heart, this is the world where the gods exist, basically everyone is the descendants of the gods, and the rules of the gods have been inherited in the bloodline.
But there are some unexpected circumstances, that is, the reincarnation, their god imprint itself is very powerful, and even the original deity is just a deity, and it is just a re-cultivation after reincarnation, this kind of deity imprint has some special features, such as being able to grow and even devour other deity imprints!
How could he provoke such an existence?
Thinking of this, he no longer dared to entangle with Zhang Mu, and retreated as fast as he could, only hoping to stay away from Zhang Mu.
"You seem to see something."
Zhang Mu's voice sounded in his ears, and the blue-eyed old man was all gone, his hair stood up, and he used the fastest speed in his life.
But it's still not fast enough.
A black line fell on his body, and with little pain, he became in half, and a pair of cyan eyes-like divine imprints were devoured.
A touch of cyan also appeared in Zhang Mu's eyes, and the world he saw was suddenly much clearer, and he could even see the change in the rules.
This is still a preliminary devouring, and when he completely gains the ability, he will definitely be much stronger than now, this old man probably saw something, so he ran away with a strange face.
He killed another person, and half of the people who tracked him died at his hands, which no one could have imagined.
Zhang Mu's strength is not like a Tianhe Realm at all, and there are so many means that they have no choice.
(End of chapter)