Chapter Seventy-Two: Extremely Difficult to Tread
Hearing Anthony's words, Imiro froze for a moment, and looked at the old man who slowly took off the pointed mage hat, a little surprised. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Arrived at the human realm so soon?Senior, have you slept for too long......
The corners of Anthony's mouth curled slightly, and he stretched out a hand to point into the distance, on the edge of the hazy horizon on the endless prairie, there seemed to be a subtle bulge faintly exposed, but it was not easy to detect.
"Beautiful Miss Druid, it must be a mistake that you are a half-elf, you must have human blood in your veins, but you know nothing about the greatest works of mankind. ”
Hearing this, Yimiruo'er flashed a pair of jade-like crystal eyes, and the confusion in them turned into curiosity.
"Humanity's greatest project?"
Anthony bowed his head, satisfied with Imira's doubts, and his eyes were full of eagerness to try the next explanation.
"The elves and humans have not had peaceful exchanges for thousands of years, but there have been wars all the time in recent times, but the source is often the elves on the side, the nomadic tribes living on the border of the human race, in order to make a living, will invade the human realm and plunder, human beings have no choice but to unite multiple principalities, on the edge of the elven land and the human alliance, build a magnificent Great Wall that stretches for 68,400 kilometers, making it easy for the nomads to attack. ”
Imiro'er covered her lips in surprise when she heard this, she grew up in the elven race, and she would always be instilled with the concept that human beings are despicable and shameless, cruel and unkind, but she didn't expect that humans were forced by the elves to build walls to prevent thieves.
Anthony nodded, glancing at Locke and Raccoon, who were still arguing fiercely, and his face sank.
"So hurry up and let these two idiots be quiet, we are coming from the elven land, and the soldiers defending the city will be quite nervous, even if we don't have long elven ears. ”
Imiror's eyes were full of agreement, and her pretty face was slight, and she looked at Locke and the raccoon as they were about to show some majesty, and suddenly glared in dismay.
"The Witch King is awake?"
She saw the young man sleeping on his back on horseback, and at this moment he opened his eyes, revealing obsidian-like eyes.
But there is no look on the inside.
Seeing this, Locke changed his anger, and his handsome face instantly calmed down, and the raccoon immediately came back to his senses when he saw him like this, and turned to look at the young man.
There is also a dignified exposure.
"The Witch King didn't wake up. ”
Locke spoke in a deep voice, the gloom between his eyebrows became thicker, he looked at the young man who seemed to have really turned into a puppet at this moment, and continued: "Every time the Witch King has such a situation, he will wake up very tired, we can only try to protect him now, Frando, drive your horse, don't let it jolt, we have to slow down." ”
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Lin Mu was surrounded by fire snakes all over his body, and he was very uncomfortable.
He had released all of the Fire Spirit King's fire source, and now this power no longer belonged to him, but because the Fire Spirit King existed in his body, it did not kill him.
This fire has a spirit, but it may not be harmless, Lin Mu's skin around his body was already covered with dried bloodstains, and at this moment it was contained by the flames, burning wildly, and the pores naturally oozing a lot of blood, flowing up and down the body skin, like leaf veins, shocking.
At the same time, the muscles and bones of Lin Mu's arms, under the extraordinary high temperature of the spiritual fire, have gradually undergone qualitative drastic changes, originally only at the level of the middle stage of the spiritual habitat, but now there is a faint tendency to break through, and the breath is like an ape climbing a tree and climbing rapidly.
The essence of the cultivation of the Fire Sand Fury Fist is to use fire to refine the spirit, to refine the bones with fire, no matter what kind of flame it is, it can bring reinforcement to the cultivator, and the more violent the degree, the more significant the effect.
The flames that Lin Mu used in the past were all ordinary fires that ordinary people could create, but the spiritual fire of the Fire Spirit King had broken away from the boundary of mortal things and contained amazing spiritual power.
However, the spiritual fire throwing rat bogey, making himself a great tonic for the fire sand angry fist, is like a cheat to strengthen Lin Mu's physique and spiritual power.
Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound came from his body, and Lin Mu's eyelids raised slightly, passing through joy.
Breakthrough, late stage of the Spirit Habitat.
Unexpectedly, he had just arrived in the middle half a month ago, and after half a month, he miraculously succeeded in the late stage of the Lingshi Realm, such a speed, in the Lingwu Continent, I am afraid that only Gongsun Muling, a group of heavenly pride, can match.
But this joy was only short-lived, because Lin Mu knew that it was not enough to just be in the late stage of the Spirit Habitat, what he needed was the Great Perfection.
However, in the realm of the Great Perfection, only the talent is extremely strong, and then there is a certain opportunity to achieve it, and now he is unstable in the early and late stages, and if he wants to break through again, he may be accidentally promoted to the spirit realm.
It is necessary to grasp this degree.
The spiritual fire burning on the body has not yet decayed in the slightest, and this cave seems to contain a lot of heaven and earth spiritual power, which can continuously provide energy for the spiritual fire and make it burn endlessly.
At the same time, the spiritual fire would instill its own heat from the pores of Lin Mu's whole body without hesitation, and reach the limbs and hundreds of remains, frantically strengthening Lin Mu's body.
Countless spiritual powers were consumed by the spiritual fire unscrupulously, and almost in just ten minutes, it burned out, emptying the cave.
However, Lin Mu's veins were also like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring the power of the spiritual fire, and there was not the slightest sign of great perfection.
"The energy of the spiritual fire is really strong, even if I desperately suppress the surging spiritual power, I still have a feeling that I can't suppress it, if it continues like this, I may directly cross the Great Perfection and step into the spiritual realm. ”
"We have to think of a way to deceive the spiritual power and make it mistakenly think that the Great Perfection is the spiritual realm. ”
Lin Mu gritted his teeth, trembling all over, his spiritual power couldn't resist the urge to break through, like a group of fish in a fishing net, swimming frantically out of the net.
At the edge of the cave wall, Yang Moxue, who was asleep, was awakened by the dazzling firelight, subconsciously blocked his forehead with one hand, looked at Lin Mu with difficulty, and saw the fire shadow sitting cross-legged, and his heart was horrified.
"Lin Mu, what's wrong with you?"
She tried to call out to Lin Mu, but she couldn't pull him out of the silence.
The delicate pretty face suddenly appeared anxious, and she was at a loss in her mind, although she had already known that Lin Mu was not as weak as in the Extreme Martial Arts Pavilion, and the fiery red figure on the Tianchi that covered the sky for her was Lin Mu himself.
He may have a powerful power that is not in the world, but he can't control it, and sometimes he falls into the crisis of being eaten by power?
As soon as she thought of this, Yang Moxue was immediately shocked, she couldn't watch Lin Mu die in front of her, he was her benefactor, and the people of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall had no kindness to repay her.