Sixteen mushroom clouds, sixteen nameplates, and sixteen human faces made Lin Muzhi, who had never experienced the battlefield, feel like numbness, not from the stimulation of the senses, but from the vibration of the soul.

The "Nirvana Sutra" operated on its own, and the wisps of blue light merged into Lin Muzhi's body, making the wounds on Lin Muzhi's body that were injured by the beast recover at a rapid speed.

However, at this moment, Lin Muzhi did not have any mind to study the operation of the Nirvana Sutra.

The layers of trees and rocks were directly knocked apart by Lin Muzhi in a brutal way, and Lin Muzhi was like a shell that had lost his soul, running mechanically.

Xu was still immersed in the brilliant fireworks of sixteen lives, or the inexplicable relaxation after the catastrophe, which made Lin Muzhi's whole heart blank.

"Wang!"

A hair-raising and soul-chilling sense of crisis suddenly appeared, like a thunderbolt exploding out of thin air.

The dazzling golden light flickered in the void, stretching into a sharp golden spear, piercing through the clouds and mist, like a thunderbolt divine punishment from the gods.

The terrifying killing intent that penetrated the cold made Lin Muzhi's pupils shrink instantly, and his originally empty mind gathered together like a tide pouring back, and one after another lightning flashed and exploded in his legs, like a dragon-like muscle bursting out with terrifying explosives comparable to high explosives.

The earth and rocks crumbled, and the grass stalks, which were as tough as twine, were crushed apart.

In an instant, Lin Muzhi was like a cannonball that had been discharged, forcibly turned around in the void, and crashed into the ruins of a house full of grass and vines, blowing up a dust mist three or four meters high.

At the same time, the golden spear in the void, eight feet into the ground, suddenly exploded, and on the road that Lin Mu had entered before, a large pit several meters deep was blown out, and the water in the ground instantly seeped out.

Lin Muzhi put the sixteen nameplates close to his body, ignoring the bruises and pains on his body, he jumped out of the ruins like a spirit monkey, jumped on a huge bluestone, and hid on the trunk of a lush sycamore tree.

"Bang!"

The ruins of the original house completely collapsed, and the rhubarb covered in brilliant golden light was like a legendary golden lion, standing majestically above the ruins of the house, more than three meters high, and when he raised his head, he looked at Lin Muzhi with fierce eyes like the mouth of a bowl.

Standing in Lin Muzhi's position, Lin Muzhi wanted to scold his mother, this dead dog chased him all the way out of Wansui Mountain.

"Wang!"

The sound of the dog barking, like a brilliant thunder, those wounds on Rhubarb's body, I don't know what treatment they have undergone, the original hideous and terrifying wounds have been completely scarred, and the bright golden light on the body continues to circulate, as if it can send a fatal blow at any time.

Both sides are old acquaintances, strictly speaking, rhubarb is even kind to Lin Muzhi's parents.

If it broke out with all his strength and fought to the death recklessly, the golden dog at this time was deeply damaged, and Lin Muzhi was confident that he could break the golden light on the opponent's body with thunder and lightning, and even completely blow up the opponent's heart.

However, the cost of doing so is too great, in the battle of Long Live Mountain, the willow branch sacrifice spirit in Lin Muzhi's mind once transmitted a message to Lin Muzhi, from those grass and tree elves on Long Live Mountain who have a little spiritual sense, Lin Muzhi's parents are no longer on Long Live Mountain.

Without the fetters of his parents, Lin Muzhi believes that the grudge between himself and Rhubarb is not to the point of life and death.

"Rhubarb, about the death of the grandfather ......"

"Wang!"

A strong killing intent erupted from Rhubarb's body, and the dazzling golden light condensed into the image of a spear in the void, and the terrifying edge almost cut the void apart.

"If you are at your peak, with the body of a demon beast, maybe I am not as good as you, Rhubarb, I miss the old love, don't force me to do it!"

In the face of the strong hostility of rhubarb, the blue light in Lin Muzhi's body rolled, exhaling infinite life qi, rolling blood qi seemed to be an endless river rushing in his body, and the thunder and lightning outside the body flickered, blooming with brilliant purple brilliance, and on every ray of electricity, there was a condensation of infinite power to destroy miè.

The two major seals of "Nirvana Sutra" and "Heavenly Lei Ce" were both activated, although Lin Muzhi's body essence and true qi strength were far worse than Rhubarb, who had already stepped into the realm of demon beasts, but this feeling of having strong power still gave Lin Muzhi a lofty mood of incarnating Long Aotian.

"Wang!"

Perhaps it was the strong qi on Lin Muzhi's body that stimulated the rhubarb, just when Lin Muzhi became more and more arrogant, the rhubarb opened his mouth and sprayed, and saw a small sword erupting from his mouth, rising in the air, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sharp giant sword about two meters long, suspended in the void, swallowing a shocking sword light.

The golden spear was ready to go, the streamer flying sword swallowed Shenxia, and even Lin Muzhi could see a clear banter and ridicule in the eyes of the big rhubarb.

Innate supernatural powers, immortal flying sword, two inexplicable words flashed in Lin Muzhi's mind.

The shape was reversed, Lin Muzhi didn't even have the slightest nostalgia, he turned around and jumped directly, and ran wildly towards the most complex and dense grass vines and trees as possible.

A dog is stronger than his own mix, what a world!

If the sixteen lives gave him a chance to escape, which filled Lin Muzhi's heart with the kind of tremor from the soul, then the situation in front of him brought Lin Muzhi endless complaints.

Thinking of the purpose of Yu Shan and the others coming to Banzai Mountain, it was obvious that the flying sword was the precious item left by the so-called Fan Sangongzi under the hands of Rhubarb.

In the face of such a demon beast, with exercises, cultivation treasures, supernatural powers, and even flying swords, although Lin Muzhi was full of confidence in his strength and future, he would not be stupid enough to think that he could win a favor from Rhubarb's dog mouth under such a situation.

A quick escape, Lin Muzhi relied on his small size, and kept running wildly among the dense grass and vine ruins, and what suffered was the extremely vigorous jungle that had grown after a year.

The golden light is drumming, the flying swords are vertical and horizontal, and the madness of rhubarb is like a tank pushing a qiē horizontally, shattering the mountains, rocks and trees in front of him one after another, not seeking unparalleled speed, but also dead behind Lin Muzhi.

On the first day, Lin Muzhi ran for hundreds of miles, even if he had a superhuman-like physique, after breaking out again and again, Lin Muzhi's legs and feet were soft, like a wilted man who had been pumped by a woman.

Similarly, the rhubarb, who was already heavily injured, had completely shattered the golden light on his body, and although the hideous wound was no longer dripping blood, it was also desolate because of this kind of chase.

"Rhubarb, I only have your loyalty, but you don't have to chase me for more than a hundred miles, what's in it for you?"

"Wang!"

One man and one beast, all out of breath, the two sides are very bottom-line on the roofs of the two rooms separated by more than 50 meters to confront each other, the only thing that is the same is that both sides are racing against time to restore their strength and body.

Rhubarb has achieved a first-level demon beast, although it has not been too long since it was promoted, but in any aspect, it has far surpassed the mortal fetus, especially after the flesh and blood like a flame of light boiled, a large amount of heaven and earth aura was devoured madly against it, forming a wolf smoke of essence that went straight through the sky.

And Lin Muzhi, with the Nirvana Sutra, relying on the control of the meaning of life passed on to him by the willow branch sacrifice, the Nirvana Sutra runs spontaneously, and in Lin Muzhi's body, a ray of light is constantly flickering, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles, or even dozens of miles, into his body.

If you really think about it, the recovery speed of this man and beast is almost the same, almost the same.