Chapter 1104: Zhurong Holy Fire Sword

"Look for death!"

Lin Muyu's arm shook slightly, and suddenly the whole body was full of golden light, and a golden-red flame was "brushed" behind him and turned into a flying robe, and the whole body was gathered into a little armor form with light, this is Lin Muyu's divine transformation state, Lin Muyu's identity is a marshal on the god book of the Eastern God Realm, and the effect of the divine transformation is naturally very powerful.

The golden robe flew and the flames were scorching, and in just an instant, the sneak attack of Junichi Wada was burned to ashes, and only a crystal godhead fell down.

Just the aftermath of the Divine Transformation killed a God King!

Tong Mingchao's face turned pale, not only amazed, but in awe, since the Seven Yao Demon Emperor took charge of the Eastern Heavenly Court, the Eastern God Realm has been regarded by default as the strongest one of the four major God Realms, and the person who can be selected as the marshal by the Seven Yao Demon Emperor, which one will be a fuel-efficient lamp? This Lin Muyu in front of him, the strength is probably far above himself.

"Lin Shuai......" Tong Mingchao's expression was a little depressed.

Lin Muyu waved his hand lightly: "It seems that there is no one to report the news, so there is no need, if the three of you can't go back, I believe that your Jin Zun will naturally come to me, right?"

"Yes, Jin Zun will follow my breath to find it. Tong Mingchao's expression was gloomy, and he said, "Does Lin Shuai want to fight with Jin Zun?"

"Is he qualified to be my opponent?" Lin Muyu asked rhetorically.

Tong Mingchao nodded slightly: "Enough." โ€

Lin Muyu couldn't help but be a little surprised, Tong Mingchao saw his own strength but still said that, this is enough to prove that Jin Zun is good, maybe ...... Could it be the 99 Heavy Cave Heaven Top God Emperor?

"That's right......"

Tong Mingchao smiled bitterly: "Lord Jin Zun is indeed the most powerful general under the command of the 99 Heavy Cave Heaven, the realm king, even with Lin Shuai's ability, I am afraid that he is not Jin Zun's opponent." โ€

Lin Muyu smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for him to come to me, let's go, you put this on." โ€

"What is this?"

Tong Mingchao looked at a pair of shackles and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Something that can make you mortal. โ€

Lin Muyu smiled faintly, suddenly clasped Tong Mingchao's wrist, and the shackles tempered by the Demon Heart Stone locked this god, and then carried him to the ground.

On the ground, the fire is still burning, but most of the mutants have been subdued, as for the attacker, he has been beaten into a sieve, and the moment his divine power is exhausted and the qi disappears, he was penetrated by nano bullets, of course, the most deadly thing should be a sword in the neck, Li Xiaoyao directly cut off his veins, making his divine power unable to run, and naturally there was only one way to die.

The attacker lay there on his back, the ground covered in golden blood.

Tong Mingchao glanced at it, with unbearability in his eyes.

"You are to blame, and no one else is to blame. Lin Muyu said.

"I know that success and defeat are like this. Tong Mingchao smiled faintly: "If you lose the battle with Jin Zun, your fate will be the same." โ€

"You want to kill all of us?" Lin Muyu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes. โ€

"Hmph, don't talk so much nonsense, get in the car and talk about it. โ€

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With the imprisoned Tong Mingchao into the East China Sea Fleet station, that night Li Xiaoyao and Sun Xiang re-handed over the task, the East China Sea Fleet faced with the mutant raid crisis can be regarded as lifted, but the alert can not be lifted, at this time has entered the stage of rumors, all major theaters on the mainland have entered a state of alert, from the air from the non-stop roar of fighters can be felt.

In the early hours of the morning, five armed helicopters left Ningbo to escort Li Xiaoyao, Lin Muyu and others back to the secret base in Shanghai.

The autumn evening breeze poured into the airport, Lin Muyu was blowing the wind, his brows were not spreading, he and Li Xiaoyao, Xing Lie, and Axe took a helicopter, and Tong Mingchao was in the front one, so as to escort and ensure safety.

"What's the matter, Lin Zhi, look worried?" Li Xiaoyao said: "After successfully completing the task, it should have been celebrated, and I still plan to hold a celebration banquet after returning to Shanghai, and we won't get drunk or go home." โ€

"Don't worry. โ€

Lin Muyu looked deeply into the dark night and said: "Our opponent is far more than Tong Mingchao, there is also a gold-level venerable above him, who is one of the best figures in the Southern God Realm, and his strength is probably not below me, I brought Tong Mingchao back just to lure this gold-level venerable to fight with me." โ€

"What? You didn't mention this to me...... Li Xiaoyao was shocked, and then asked, "What is the origin of that gold-level venerable, and how strong is it?"

"Very strong, very strong, according to the power division of the divine realm, I belong to level 95, and he is level 99, full level. โ€

"Huh?" Li Xiaoyao frowned: "But you are well equipped, don't you have the Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Sort of...... The skills may be better than him, but there is no guarantee of victory. Lin Muyu sighed softly and said: "This is a gamble, it will determine the fate of the earth in the future, if I can win, the earth is still the earth, if I lose, the earth will probably become a plane enslaved by the Southern God Realm." โ€

"No, we will never be slaves to others. Li Xiaoyao shook his head coldly.

Lin Muyu smiled: "Good brother, I am very happy that you have this ambition, what if...... Once I lose, or if I am killed, you have to be decisive and immediately ascend to the Eastern God Realm, go to the Seven Yao Demon Emperor, and avenge me. โ€

"Ascension?"

Li Xiaoyao shook his head again and again: "I will not give up my relatives and friends to live alone, if we really lose, I would rather die on the battlefield than go alone, no one can persuade me to do this." โ€

Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile: "I was also this stubborn temper at the beginning, so I died at that time." โ€

"Dead?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

"Hmm. Lin Muyu leaned on the backrest, recalling the scene when she was killed by Luo Lan in Lanyan City, and said: "Death is not painful, it just disappears silently, as long as she still lives in her heart, there is nothing to be afraid of." โ€

Li Xiaoyao seemed to understand something, no longer spoke, just hugged the butterfly in his arms, he knew that at the moment of death, the butterfly was his best partner, only it could save himself and protect the people he cared about.

......

In the wee hours of the morning, in the Pacific Ocean, several cruiser ships shone a little.

Suddenly, a man wearing the rank of senior officer rushed to the deck excitedly, laughed loudly and said, "See (ใฟ)ใคใ‹ใฃใŸ!" (Japanese, found.) ๏ผ‰โ€

The crowd cheered and embraced, and finally, the long-awaited task was about to be completed.

The salvage ship was constantly shaking and shaking, and many navies had already run to the side of the ship to watch the salvage ship's gains.

The sea made a "silky" sound, and soon after, a faint red light appeared below, and everyone was stunned, and one by one shouted in horror something that people could not understand.

In a few more minutes, the water turned fiery red, and the water hummed and trembled, as if some demon was hiding in the depths of the sea.

The sea breeze hit, and waves were lifted onto the deck, drenching the navy's clothes, and everyone was a little frightened and a little excited, and they stopped talking, but just watched with wide eyes, and almost forgot to breathe.

"Buzz ......"

The sea waves violently, and the dazzling light slowly rises from the bottom of the sea, gradually emerging with the rise of the iron cable on the giant arm of the salvage ship, only to see that in the huge net hanging on the hook is a huge fiery red sword at least ten meters long, the blazing fire almost makes people unable to open their eyes, and there are ancient words on the blade.

"ไฝ•ใ‚’ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹?" asked a colonel.

But everyone around shook their heads blankly, no one knew what the text was talking about, but no one would question the power of this behemoth.

In the crowd on the deck, a man in a black robe slowly opened his cloak first, revealing an old but energetic face, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "Finally let us find you, Zhurong Holy Fire Sword...... The legendary first-class artifact has finally let us find you, and you are indeed sleeping in the Flood Desolation Realm......"

"Adult ......"

A major general officer came over and respectfully said to the old man in Japanese: "ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็งใŸใกใŒๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "That's right, that's it." โ€

"ใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!" Major General smiled congratulatorily.

The old man laughed, his figure had already risen with a slight leap, and after several weeks of flying around the Zhurong Holy Fire Sword, he slowly held the hilt of the sword, and suddenly the long sword began to shrink as if it recognized the master, until it became a long sword of moderate size, but the fire became more and more intense, the power did not decrease, and a trace of heat rose, as if he was cheering to get a new master.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "You are originally from the outer heavens, but you have been obtained by weak gods like Zhu Rong in the mortal world, which really humiliates your power, but don't worry, in my hands, you will kill those myths and make the impossible possible!"

As he spoke, the old man looked at the west coldly, and said, "Tong Yinzun, please rest assured, I will come to rescue you soon!"

The major general on the side seemed to want to say something again, but he didn't dare to say it.

In the eyes of the old man, this group of soldiers of country J is simply as worthless as ants, and now that the Zhurong Holy Fire Sword has been found, they have lost their last value.

......

In the early hours of the morning, Lin Muyu, who had just closed his eyes on the bed, sat up suddenly, his heart was beating very fast, and unknown scenes flew through his mind, he saw something, saw someone crying, shouting, but he couldn't tell who it was, and he couldn't see what was happening.

"Jinzun ......"

He shouted lightly, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and said, "The person you are looking for is me, it has nothing to do with others, come to me!"