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Seeing Ma Yi and Youming's attitude towards him, Lin Mu couldn't help but feel a little headache. These two martial kings were the two martial kings, and he couldn't bear it.

Although Lin Mu was born as a soldier king, he was free and easy by nature. Especially after coming to this world, he liked to be free and unrestrained. He didn't like this kind of relationship between superiors and subordinates. However, from the attitude of Ma Yi and Youming towards him, it can also be seen that Lan Yanfeng's position in the hearts of the God of War.

"Okay, two older Lin Mu, don't care about their seniority, so I will call them elder brothers, Brother Mai, Brother Youming, you should tell me about the situation of the God of War Guard, and how the Senior God of War was thrown into the Nine Nether Prison."

Lin Mu knew that the two were loyal to the God of War and did not make things difficult for them. He himself did not like the constraints between generations, so he directly called the two Lords of Martial Kings as their elder brothers.

With Mai and Youming, if they were the monks in the pseudo-martial realm calling them the elder brother, the two of them would probably make them into meat pie without hesitation, but Lin Mu called them the elder brother so much that they were full of joy.

"It seems that the young master is free and easy by nature and has no airs. I like it. His cultivation level will definitely exceed that of me in the future. If he calls him "Brother", that's also great."

Youming thought in his heart.

"Young Master, Li Emperor said that after finding the Young Master, you will ask you to see him immediately. The current situation of the War God Guard will tell the Young Master bit by bit on the way."

Mai said.

"Let the emperor?"

Lin Mu frowned.

"One-armed Martial Emperor Mao Li, the Marshal's first Martial Emperor, and the Marshal was inscribed into the Jiuyou Prison. We are now obeying the orders of Emperor Li. Li has been waiting for the Young Master for a year."

said the Netherworld.

"Martial Emperor."

Lin Mu took a breath of air, "Martial Emperor, what a powerful existence he is? Going further up, the Human King is. Looking at the entire Tianwu Continent, a Martial Emperor is a respected existence no matter where he goes. When he reaches the entire level of the Martial Emperor, he can be called a superior.

This level has always been what Lin Mu yearned for. His current cultivation level is 100,800 miles apart from the Martial Emperor, and it is not on the same level at all. He thought that he still had a long way to go to get to contact with a Martial Emperor-level figure, but he did not expect to see it immediately.

"The young master didn't know that before Lihuang followed the marshal, he had the title of the world's number one emperor. Later, he was defeated by the marshal and this title disappeared. However, Lihuang had another title, and it was also the earliest title, the butcher demon god."

Mai explained, lifting up the one-armed Martial Emperor, his face awe-inspiring.

"Buddler Demon God."

Lin Mu sighed, let alone seeing someone, the name alone makes people feel trembling. This is definitely a cruel person.

Then, Ma Yi and Youming said the deeds of the One-Armed Martial Emperor with awesome respect.

Mao Li was originally a scholar. His wife was beautiful and was known as the number one beauty in the local area. Many children coveted her beauty, so he robbed her. His wife was strong and committed suicide on the spot. Mao Li was angry, but one arm was cut off and his body was thrown into the wilderness.

Mao Li was lucky enough to die, abandoned literature and followed martial arts, lived in seclusion and practiced. He returned twenty years later, and slaughtered everyone in one battle. He did not leave any chickens and dogs, and blood flowed into a river. Mao Li became famous in one battle and was awarded the title of butcher demon god.

A hundred years later, Mao Li studied martial arts and fought with people in decisive battles everywhere, never defeated. A few years ago, he met Lan Yanfeng and was defeated in one battle. He admired Lan Yanfeng very much, so he followed him and fought against Tianwaitian, without any disadvantages, and never bowed.

Whoever mentioned that the one-armed Martial Emperor, the butcher demon god, and the world of civilization was filled with coldness. No one of the war generals of the Dayu Dynasty dared to face the One-armed Martial Emperor. The War God Guard fought against Tianwaitian for two years and died under the One-armed Martial Emperor. I don’t know how many war generals of the Dayu who died under the One-armed Martial Emperor were.

It can be said that the reputation of the one-armed Martial Emperor is accumulated by a pile of white bones, and this is a real god of killing.

When Lin Mu heard about Mao Li's deeds, he couldn't help but be respectful. This is an iron-blooded man, a real man. From a certain perspective, he and Mao Li belong to the same person. Mao Li slaughtered all living beings for his beloved wife, and he was Lan Linger, and the world was enemies.

A man is worse than doing more than saying anything. Mao Li endured hatred for twenty years. Who knew what he had endured in these twenty years? Fortunately, he later became obsessed with martial arts and found his own new path.

This is a legendary figure as much as the god of war Lan Yanfeng, which makes people have to respect. Daya's first marshal once said that although it is a hostile relationship, he only respects the blood-clothed military commander and the one-armed military emperor.

"Where is Lihuang now?"

Lin Mu asked, he couldn't wait to see such a man.

"The young master, the remnants of the Li Emperor and the God of War Guard are now hidden in the Mountains of Death, so we will rush over now."

Mai said.

"The Mountain of Death is where countless war god guards died."

Two cold lights appeared in Lin Mu's eyes.

Under the leadership of Mai and Youming, the few people were extremely fast, crossing the void and heading towards the Mountain of Death.

"Young Master, who is this?"

On the way, Youming looked at Lan Ling'er. At this moment, Lan Ling'er had already removed her veil. Even Youming and Ma Yi arrived, they were shocked and beautiful.

A woman’s beauty is from two aspects: beauty and temperament. Naturally, it is not necessary to say that kind of unworldly temperament is the key. She is like a banished immortal, and her beauty is impeccable.

"Two brothers, this is my wife, Lan Ling'er, the descendant of the senior God of War."

Lin Mu introduced.

Mai and Youming smiled and said to himself.

"It turned out to be a descendant of the Marshal."

The two people's attitude towards Lan Ling'er suddenly changed. They had to pay attention to Lan Yanfeng's descendants. Lan Yanfeng came here and did not marry or have children. He was alone. The War God Guard was his relative.

The two of them had a good impression of Lan Ling'er. From Lin Mu's perspective, only such a stunning woman is worthy of their young master of the God of War Guard.

"Ling'er has met two elder brothers."

Lan Ling'er smiled and owed her body.

"This is stupid, my brother."

Lin Mu pointed to Benben and said proudly, yes, no matter how outsiders think this is just a pet animal, in Lin Mu's heart, he had long regarded Benben as a brother like Ye Lisan.

Benben grinned at the two of them, but they gave Benben a thumbs up. They did not forget how fierce this pig was when he destroyed Fengyun City just now.

The Death Mountains are located in the southern part of the Qin Dynasty. From here, it is not too far to go to Tianwaitian.

Tianwaitian is a battlefield, a battlefield opened up by Daqin and Dayu in war. The blood-clothed army commander and the war god guard were all named in Tianwaitian.

Woo woo...

In the mountains of Death, dark clouds stroll. Even in the dark night, you can see dense clouds. The wind is howling, and sometimes crying and roaring sounds come from it. Every cry seems to have endured endless grievances.

Inside the mountains, green ghost fires are floating everywhere. Each ghost fire is like a wandering soul, emitting miserable emotions.

Once upon a time, this place was also beautiful with clouds and mist, but now it has truly become a place of death. No one cares about it, and no one dares to come here.

Lin Mu stood outside the Death Mountains and saw such a scene. His face was calm, but the red light in his eyes became more and more intense, and his fists were clenched.

He doesn't like to know what happened here, and those wandering unjust souls are the best explanation.

Mai and Youming stood beside Lin Mu, their bodies trembling. Whenever they appeared in this mountain of death, they could not control their emotions and could always think of the tragic situation that day.

Lin Mu bowed deeply to the mountains and couldn't get up for a long time. Seeing this, Ma Yi and Youming Lan Ling'er also bowed.

"Brothers, Lin Mu is here."

Lin Mu said lightly, a simple sentence made Ma Yi and Youming burst into tears. They had been waiting for a year on this day. Although this young master's cultivation level was very weak, they believed, and even firmly believed that one day, the God of War Guard would be revived.

"They will never die in vain, and the God of War will never suffer in vain."

Lin Mu raised his body, not caring about the yin wind and death here, nor the ghost fire lingering around him. He had never been so kind to the qi of death at such a moment. They were like their relatives surrounding them.

Lin Mu was calm on the surface, but he was roaring in his heart. These were all iron-clad men and heroes of the Qin Dynasty. They did not die on the battlefield, did not die in the battle, but died under the butcher's knife of their own country. What a natural law, what kind of world is this?

Lin Mu cursed affectionately at the sky: Male Gobi!

How to avenge blood feud, how to repay blood, how to calm the wronged souls, and also pay tribute to the enemy's blood.

Lin Mu has never been a hero. He only cares about the people he cares about. He knows that men carry responsibilities on their shoulders. He knows what Ma Yi and Youming say represents. He knows what these ghost fires around him want to see. He knows that he carries the hope of someone, that person is watching him in the Jiuyou Prison.

Every time Lin Mu took a step, his blood and energy became stronger. A faint aura was swelling. More and more green fluorescent lights gathered towards him. He was like the god of death in hell, step by step towards the abyss.

Mai and Youming followed Lin Mu unswervingly, with passion rolling.

At this moment, Lin Muru, a king, seemed to be unable to crush even the heaven and earth. At this moment, the Heaven-Slaying Art in Lin Mu's body actually started to operate independently. The Heaven-Slaying Art was very happy, as if it was to say that only such people were worthy of practicing the Heaven-Slaying Art and could compete for everything from heaven.

Lin Mu was silent in that sad and angry mood, and unknowingly walked to the center of the Mountain of Death.

"Young Master stopped."

Ma Yi's words brought Lin Mu back to reality.
Chapter completed!