Chapter 9: Rank 8 Martial Master!

"What? Fifty or sixty years? Lord Attila, are you sure you're right? You know, Thomas's little fellow's qualifications back then were enough to defy the sky, he had been cultivating for nearly a hundred years from an eighth-level martial artist and a magician to a ninth-level martial artist!" the black-faced man exclaimed with an incredulous expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Thomas, hehe, maybe his qualifications were really good at the beginning, but with some things he experienced later, his heart has been dusted, and the qualifications that should have been have not been fully exerted, and Rollin has grown up with the pressure of his younger brother all the way, so in more than ten years, Rollin's qualifications have been transformed, and I think this kid is a person with great luck, and his future achievements, even I can't see through it!" Attila said, and drank the last sip of fruit wine in the cup in one sip.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and under the flow of time at eight times, Luo Lin has been in the Gobi Desert for nearly ten years in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, after Luo Lin reached the eighth level of magician, he could already use the absorbed elements to replenish his energy, and he didn't need to eat at all, otherwise, let alone ten years, even if Luo Lin had been in this place for a year and a half, he would have been half starved to death without eating.

In the past ten years, the fastest growth is the number of tyrant blood fighting qi, of course, this is not to say that the growth of mana is not fast, but after reaching the eighth level, the mana required to improve is much more than before, compared to the mana, only the seventh-level hegemony blood fighting qi increase rate is very considerable.

As the domineering spirit became more and more vigorous, Luo Lin was also at ease with the draft mud horses, and now he could completely single-handedly take on a dozen grass mud horses without the slightest problem.

Don't look at Luo Lin's nearly ten years, the number of heads to deal with grass mud horses has only increased by five or six, but you must know that every time the grass mud horse increases, the difficulty of dealing with it will increase a lot, and now Luo Lin's strength is definitely five or six times stronger than at the beginning.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

With a demonic sound, fifteen or sixteen grass mud horses rushed towards Luo Lin's grinning teeth.

In the face of the many grass and mud horses that rushed up so quickly, Luo Lin couldn't help grinning, in the past ten years, Luo Lin has almost cultivated at full capacity, and the reason for this is this group of grass and mud horses.

When Luo Lin is cultivating or taking necessary rest, this group of grass and mud horses will not attack Luo Lin, but once Luo Lin finishes cultivating or rests, these grass and mud horses will never stop attacking Luo Lin without stopping!

And whether Luo Lin has completed his cultivation and rested well, these grass mud horses actually know everything about it, even if Luo Lin wants to be lazy and pretend to sit there to practice, he will be discovered by the grass mud horse in time and attack fiercely.

With the existence of these guys, Luo Lin has really wasted almost no time in the past ten years, and has cultivated with all his might!

Now, this group of grass and mud horses roared towards him again, Luo Lin had no choice but to get up quickly, first released some of the repaired undead, let them go to temper with the stones on the Gobi, and then, with a wave of his hand, he copied the golden trident in his hand.

At the same time, Luo Lin's body was covered with a layer of silver-white extremely beautiful armor, which was the Mithril armor that the Undead Holy Armor transformed into after reaching level eight, and the defense of Mithril was several grades higher than that of bronze, even if it was hard to resist the attack of the grass mud horse and iron hooves, there was no problem.

Without the slightest fancy, Luo Lin waved the golden trident in his hand and stabbed at the first grass mud horse, at this time, Luo Lin's attack was no longer as threatening to the grass mud horse as at the beginning, if Luo Lin was really stabbed, this grass mud horse would definitely not be good, so the grass mud horse that had suffered a loss before flashed to the side, which was the thorn that deviated from the trident.

However, its dodge also knocked the attacks of five or six grass mud horses out of position, so the first few grass mud horses were slightly slowed down the rhythm of the attack under this halberd, and then, the golden trident went in another direction, and at this moment, the other grass mud horses closest to him swept away, forcing the forward speed of these guys to slow down.

Rollin's intention in doing this was to buy himself as much time as possible to recite the magic spell!

After three or four halberds delayed, an eighth-level magic spell was finally chanted.

Dance of the Fire Serpent!

With a low shout from Lorraine, eight huge fire snakes suddenly appeared, and immediately rushed towards the grass mud horses.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

This group of grass and mud horses is the most afraid of fire, and when they saw the fire snakes rushing towards them viciously, they quickly screamed and fled, but even so, nearly half of the grass and mud horses' buttocks were followed by a huge fire snake with teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Luo Lin's eyes flashed with joy, he didn't dodge the remaining eight grass and mud horses, just stood there straight and waited for them to attack.

Seeing that Luo Lin did not dodge or dodge, the eight-headed grass mud horse was not polite at all, rubbing its sharp teeth, and rushed up, however, when they had just arrived only two or three meters away from Luo Lin, they suddenly -

An invisible pressure suddenly appeared, and it acted on the body of the eight-headed grass mud horse that rushed forward, although these guys had suffered more than once before, but there was still no way to deal with this sudden downward pressure, and in an instant, their bodies were suffocated.

Space Gravity!

This is Luo Lin's trick to press the bottom of the box, formless, silent, that is, it can act on the enemy's body, and this gravity is not as simple as pressing a stone on the body, the whole body, even the blood, bones, internal organs, etc., will all be affected by this downward pressure.

It's a bit scary, and it's not easy for even these strong grass mud horses to deal with.

In the past ten years of cultivation, the space tree has also absorbed the space energy and grown a little, so the space gravity technique has changed from twice to three times as much as it is now.

Don't look at it, it's just doubled, but the effect is much better than before, Luo Lin remembers, when the space gravity technique has just been increased from two to three times, the first time it was used on the body of the three-headed grass mud horse, so that those guys who were not prepared at all fell at once.

Now although these grass mud horses have a certain resistance, but suddenly cast, their bodies still can't help but suffocate, taking this opportunity, Luo Lin waved the golden trident in his hand is to rush to the middle of the eight grass mud horses, and began to fight back.

"Bang!" a halberd made a grass mud horse come and gnaw on the mud.

"Poof!" the halberd spiked into the body of the other grass mud horse, although it didn't penetrate very deep, but it was enough for the grass mud horse to fall to the ground and scream in pain.

"Whew!" another halberd, the tip of which slashed at the back of a grass and mud horse.

"Duang, one end of the halberd, stabbed the butt of a grass mud horse in the back, and stabbed this guy on the ground several times. ā€

Rollin fought vigorously among the eight grass mud horses, and the golden trident flew up and down, and one grass mud horse was knocked down or knocked out.

"Boom!"

Just when Luo Lin was fighting, suddenly, he trembled in the lower dantian, and then wisps of purple-gold domineering blood fighting qi suddenly emerged in the lower dantian.

"Hahaha...... Eighth level, finally reached the eighth level martial artist!" Feeling the abnormal changes in the lower dantian, Luo Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud! )