The Divine Martial Stars

Just hit a strange blow, the strength is not small, beyond the eleventh. Three-inch world

"It's a pity that this knife."

Li Mu's five fingers, the micro-cursor, sucked, and took the long knife fragments from the ground, and they were taken over by Shen Jia.

A few swords were cut out horizontally. On the ground, a diameter of five meters was drawn. The overall appearance was round, but there was a strange pattern of strange lines inside. Li Mu’s foot stepped and the ground seemed to be shaking suddenly. Then The mysterious gas that is visible to the naked eye is streamed and flows along the grooves of these lines.

The three are returned to the Yuan Dynasty.

The enchantment method.

The light curtain that circulates rises from the outer circle and protects the armor.

This is the first time that Li Mu has tried to use the Taoist Array method in this world. The Sancai Guiyuan Town is not a past life. It is a Hanfa that is not so strong, so the requirements for heaven and earth energy are not high, but before that, He has been tempted to improve for a long time, so that the Taoist tactics of the past life can be operated under the spur of the world.

"Stand in the circle, don't come out."

Li Mu told me that he stepped out of the circle step by step.

Shen Jia looked at his master with adoration and looked at his sister who was still trapped in the huge stalactite.

The stitching blame looked at the enchantment of the ground. After a little confusion, suddenly a huge exclamation sounded: "Is this a magical array? You... are you from a different world?" The tone seems to be full of huge Shock and fear.

Li Mu’s heart moved.

This stitching blame knows the existence of the array?

But what does it call a magic array? The demon of the different world?

In an instant, a lot of speculations flashed in Li Mu’s mind.

However, there is no time to think about it.

He shot directly.

A beckoning hand, a black scaly hooded robes of the martial arts hand slashed out of the hand and landed in Li Mu's hand. He was like a black, black-haired dance, flying directly toward the huge red-red stalactite.

Save people first!

Hey!

Three **** tentacles, hit in an instant.

This time, Li Mu had precautions, and Xuanqi infused the blade, and the knife was shining.

Hey!

A cluster of Mars exploded in the air.

The sound of metal symphony is like a blast, and you don’t know a few hundred times in an instant.

Li Mu's figure is like a shifting shadow. He constantly changes his position in the air. When all the afterimages disappear, he has already held Shen Xiaoyue with one arm and returned to the enchantment of the formation.

"Sister." Shen Jia rushed over with surprise and hugged Shen Xiaoyue.

Shen Xiaoyue is still in a coma.

"Master, sister, she..." Shen Jia looked at Li Mu.

Li Mudao: "Excessive blood loss, impaired qi, no serious problems, go back to the food supplement, and recover in the first half of the year."

"Thank you Master." Shen Jia was grateful.

Their younger siblings are really lucky. They met a master like this. Otherwise, let’s not save the sister’s hand from the stitching blame today. I’m afraid that even the enemy of Tianlongbao can’t report it, Shenjia himself. I was killed early.

Li Mu nodded, did not speak, once again looked at the stitching strange.

This is like a monster that has been patched up by countless corpses. The strength is high, which is beyond the expectation of Li Mu.

"Demon, you are really a demon..." Stitching the ugly face of ugly, with an angry and bloodthirsty atmosphere, said: "Today, I want to swallow your blood, haha, you can end the last step, making Out of my perfect body, haha, without the blood of that woman, it doesn't matter, use your blood, you can."

His dozens of tentacles, like a glimpse of the glare, is like a quirky sea, madly swept toward Li Mu.

Li Mu took a deep breath, and the mysteriousness in the body suddenly accelerated. Like a sudden change of a person, the horrible atmosphere was arrogant, and the visible air rushed outwards, stepping out, and the whole underground potholes trembled. Get up, the figure is like a streamer.

Snapped!

He reached out and grabbed some of his **** tentacles, his arms slammed, and slammed his body, and he sewed his body like a hill. He was directly smashed into the air, like a windmill, and was smashed.

"You..." stitched the screaming roar.

Boom!

Li Mu repeatedly rubbed his arms and left the stitching on the left and right sides, throwing back and forth, like falling a mouse.

The underground potholes swayed violently like an earthquake.

This kind of battle picture is really violent.

Self-proclaimed to be the suture of the true god, like a helpless sandbag, no matter how struggling, can not escape Li Mu's 'claws'.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the tentacles broke.

The stitching smashed out and broke, and I didn't know how many stalactites. The huge figure was deeply embedded in the stone wall and filled into a strange shape.

Li Mu looked at the tentacle of the hand.

air.

Like a tube for infusion.

At the same time, he noticed that the red stalactites that were broken were empty inside, and the crooked holes all spread to the stone roots, and there was nowhere to go to the top stone wall.

Ticking and ticking.

The strange red liquid that had been familiar with each other ticks from those holes and falls into the small pool below the stalactites.

"This is the liquid in the blood pool of those cells."

Li Mu looked at the countless bright red stalactites in the potholes. Then look at the stalactites that bound Shen Xiaoyue before. Each one is like a natural straw. The red body fluid is continuously sucked from the top and injected into the small pool on the ground. Then, the liquid in the small pool, through the holes and ditches on the ground, gathered toward the depths of the potholes.

Needless to say, in the deepest part of the pothole, there must be a giant blood pool.

Li Mu vaguely understood what he understood.

"Stand in the circle, don't come out no matter what happens."

Li Mu ordered a sentence of Shen Jia, and then walked toward the depths of the pothole.

He foresaw that this seemingly horrible stitching blame is not the true **** of the four sea gods, but another person.

Hey!

The tentacles of the road came in madness.

Stitched inlaid on the stone wall, broke free, and then went out to kill Li.

Li Mutou did not return, and the finger shot a knife.

call out!

The knife light runs through the head of the stitching monster, and then flows and flies, like a streamer, full of the ultimate charm and beauty, but also contains infinite killing, directly smashing its huge body.

The suture blame is like a huge bag of belly rupture, the stinking pus inside is sprayed out, and there is a cut-off limb broken arm, some are cut from the human body, some are cut from the animal body, stitched by some different means Together, but by the knife, like an old machine that was barely running, suddenly collapsed, and various 'parts' flew.

"No, how can you have this power..."

The stitching screamed in horror and struggled.

But the more it struggles, the faster the body collapses.

In the end, the vitality dissipated, and the huge body of the suture was turned into a meat mountain, which collapsed, slightly creeping, disgusting and bloody.

It was killed by a stroke.

Li Mutou did not return, and walked inside the pothole.

In the array, Shen Jia looked at the eyes of the gods and looked at the back of Li Mu.

At that moment, the knife was lingering, and it seemed to be like life. In an instant, the unspeakable stitching of the horror of power was directly killed. The knife of the moment was not like the world, but the **** of legend. Like the magic fairy world, it is not a mortal knife.

Li Mu walked about a hundred meters and stopped.

Under the ground and under the ground, the invisible small trenches seen by the strips are like the blood vessels of the human body. They are constantly converging with the strange red liquid. Finally, in the depth of 100 meters, they merge into A bright red ocean.

Li Mu looked at the front, and the waves were moving to the distant side of the darkness of the ‘blood sea’, and the face was surprised.

The silent sea of ​​blood waves undulating, this is the sea of ​​the underground, according to the area seen in front of the eyes, I am afraid that the entire Xuantian holy city is within the coverage of this underground blood sea.

An extremely powerful and indescribable force is looming in the blood.

Li Mu stood on the shore and looked at the sea of ​​blood that had been extending to the boundless darkness. His face was dignified.

The power of the **** sea makes him feel jealous.

It seems to be, and it is also a force that does not belong to this world.

"Where are you from?"

An ancient voice came out of the **** sea.

Li Mu did not answer.

He is perceiving the specific source of this sound.

But it is strange, the sound seems to be the same as the whole blood and sea, there is no certain point.

"You, like me, are creatures from outside the world, you don't belong to this world." The old voice sounded again, saying: "Young people, between us, should not fight."

Li Mudao: "The blade is in the direction of the world. No matter in which world, evil should be invisible."

"Is it true?" The ancient voice of the **** sea was slightly silenced for a moment, and said: "It seems that you and I are different. This is a contradiction that kills the wife and wins the enemy. But young people, Even if your road is through, your current strength will not kill me."

"Try it."

Li Mu’s sinful glory flowed, and his body leaped up. Like a swordfish, he suddenly entered the **** sea.

The hustle and bustle of the sea did not even produce a wave of waves.

But soon, the water surface boiled violently.

The **** sea water, like a pot of boiling water, screamed and moved.

Suddenly, the pillars of blood and water came to the sky.

The sea waves set off waves of tens of meters.

After a fragrant time, Li Mu’s body shape rose from the sky and leaped from the sea of ​​blood. He slid in the void, holding the knife in both hands, and slamming the waves, the waves were separated like air, and a huge knife was left. The crack is faintly visible, and the lower one holds the tall figure of the trident, like a demon, and the gods are stunned.

"Who are you? You are not the existence of this universe, you are from the demon universe, who are you?" This tall figure of the Trident standing on the bottom of the sea, screamed with anger.