Countless little black snakes were crawling around in the chaotic battlefield, among the corpses in the pool of blood, constantly grabbing and devouring the essence and blood.
On the battlefield of Luoya Ridge, it made up for Lin Mo's regret of not having been to Luojia Mountain in that realm.
Like the latter, black Buddhism is no longer disguised, and among the large number of combatants, the majority are ordinary Buddhists catalyzed by the incomplete new method.
These Buddhists should all be low-grade warriors originally and not very strong. However, after being cultivated through various special means, each of them has become extremely strong, rough-skinned and thick-bodied, and they also have various conspicuous sequelae of alienation.
His brain is not bright enough, and it is only effective when the large army is hedging. If it is a normal field battle, it will not make any difference.
Among them, the truly powerful ones are a group of Black Buddhists who practice the new method correctly, and those from the Thousand Feathers Realm.
The former are similar to elite disciples of ordinary sects. They are not rubbish martial artists who have been cultivated by others. They practice new methods one by one. Although they are not as good as pure physical cultivation, they are indeed stronger than ordinary Chixian martial arts warriors in terms of mental strength and physical strength.
Coupled with the fact that he has one or two secret skills, his combat power is very high.
As for the latter, the system is somewhat complex.
Among them, in addition to weird methods like Zongzheng Zhanbo and Yue Tuya, there are also real beast-turned-warriors, similar to the orcs in previous games, and masters of ancestral ways.
These people are very powerful and obviously have a very high status in Black Buddhism. They are surrounded by Black Buddhists and specialize in hunting down the powerful warriors from the imperial court.
For example, in front, there is an ancestral master who is half a man and a horse. His lower body is a horse body that is five or six meters long. Eight black horse hooves are stepping on black flames. His muscles are extremely developed and covered with thick armor-like black hair. .
There was a gun barrel behind him, and he was holding a black spear in his hand. He was moving in and out of the crowd like the wind. An ordinary master martial artist was no match for him.
Just now, he even stabbed a great master to death with one shot!
If the essence and blood of ordinary black Buddhists is considered as coarse food to Lin Mo, which can easily fill his stomach and satisfy his hunger, then such a good guy is a real and delicious dessert.
"So... let's get started."
The fierce middle-aged man that Lin Mo transformed into moved faster through the crowd, and suddenly flew upside down in front of an ancestral man with two black horns on his head, like a black goat.
puff!
The whole person crashed into his arms, and his jade-white palms stretched out like knives.
The big man with goat horns was still smiling ferociously on his face, and his hands were deliberately opened in a hug. Before his smile faded, the palm knife penetrated his chest without any hindrance, like cutting through butter.
The moment it broke into the flesh, countless small black chains spontaneously protruded out, piercing deeply into his body like needles, and a massive amount of blood, essence, and mana were all snatched away and devoured.
Everything only lasted for a moment, and Lin Mo was 'knocked away' again, in the direction of another Qianyu Realm monk nearby, a black Buddhist elite.
The originally black goat burly man froze in place, and soon he was submerged in the battlefield.
At the cost of his life, the gift he received was that Lin Mo's progress in condensing the Death Demon's Heart was increased by about two or three thousandths, and the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit were also slightly optimized.
Overall, it's pretty good.
In this chaotic battlefield, perhaps... this devilish mind, which seems extremely difficult to ordinary people, can take this opportunity to completely condense it.
Lin Mo acted very carefully, but his efficiency was not slow at all.
Swallow its essence along the way, absorb its spirit, and replenish its energy.
Through the death of all living beings, we can understand the boundaries between life and death, cut off the life roots of all living beings, and practice positive practices in order to transcend death.
Soon, he unexpectedly rolled near the centaur ancestral monk.
Lin Mo has been staring at this guy for a long time.
With its powerful strength, terrifying mobility, and the flame that burns everything, it seems to be a spear strike with 100% accuracy.
According to his estimation, this person's bloodline or ability could rank in the top ten on this battlefield.
It must be a food that tastes great.
Quietly lurking around it.
Soon, he changed his appearance again.
In the twisting of flesh and blood, countless black and white bone spurs penetrated from his shoulder blades in an instant, and then multiplied rapidly, entangled and intertwined with each other.
In the blink of an eye, the black and white bone spurs closed together like a palm, and the tops were in the shape of canine teeth, surrounding Lin Mo's head like a black and white helmet.
The centaur in front raised his first four fire-stained horse hooves at this moment, and all his strength was concentrated on his right hand, focusing on the black spear in his hand.
It seems to be gathering strength.
In the charging stage alone, the black gun in his hand shimmered with gleaming luster, making the surrounding air distorted and unreal.
There should be a goal.
But at the next moment, Lin Mo quietly appeared a few meters behind him, with the flesh and blood chains in his hand also combined into a black gun head.
The black chain gun was raised high and stabbed into his back silently.
The big centaur man who was raising his head to throw his spear suddenly stiffened and wanted to jump forward as a reflex.
It's a pity it's too late.
A bloody hole instantly exploded in his thick back, and a huge black spear pierced his body. Soon, countless small chains were buckled into his muscles like buttons.
All its mana, essence and blood quickly dyed the small chains red, and like an infusion tube, it was snatched into the spear.
"This is...a despicable Chixian bug?"
The centaur man stiffened subconsciously, then turned his head sharply and looked at Lin Mo, his eyes burning with fire. His expression was extremely angry.
Its thick back also quickly burned with black flames, forcing the tiny chain head out of the body, and the wound healed quickly at the same time.
Lin Mo looked at the black gun that was being forced back, and then at the black flame that could speed up healing, and was a little surprised.
He suddenly realized that this half-man, half-horse guy actually brought surprises to him again and again.
Wow.
The big black chain gun in his hand dissipated like sand blown by the wind. This thing was just easy to use, and in terms of sharpness, it was not as sharp as his nails.
"Come on, let me see if you can bring me more surprises." He whispered to himself. It turned out to be the same authentic Qianyu Realm language.
When the centaur man heard this, he was really stunned.
And in this dazed moment.
Lin Mo quietly appeared in front of him, hugging him with his left hand, grabbing his neck, and holding him in his arms. His other hand was like a black devil's palm, with sharp fingers like some kind of terrifying beast.
Thunder and lightning flashed above it.
In the blink of an eye, it stabbed his body.
boom!
This time, whether it was the thick muscles or the burning black flames, everything was wiped out instantly.
Its entire body exploded directly.
Wow.
Countless blood pumps shot out, the centaur man's face looked sluggish, and his fire-stained pupils shrank instantly, condensing into needle shapes.
I just feel that the life and magic power in my body are flowing like a dam bursting, and it is beginning to be released.
Strength, vitality, everything is disappearing...
The two were hugging each other at this time.
Lin Mo turned his head sideways, looked at the person beside him, and dug out his watermelon-sized heart without changing his expression.
Then he opened a mouth in the palm of his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Thank you for your strength."
Lin Mo said with emotion.
Black flames ignited in his eyes from time to time.
This wave is very fat. The guy in front of me is really good. Not only has the progress of the Death Demon Heart increased several degrees, but the Nine Changes of True Spirit have taken a big step forward.
At first glance, he looks like the kind of person whose magic power is concentrated and pure.
And just when he was trying to find the next target in the chaos, his eyes suddenly froze.
He discovered something strange.
Ahead, not far away, is the hinterland of Black Buddhism, and there are also a group of people from the imperial court fighting.
This group of people looks very brave, but in reality they are very embarrassed.
It's like being trapped in an enemy siege unintentionally.
He is not someone's subordinate, but the leader is none other than Diemeng, a member of the Lingtai Sect's lineage that he met not long ago.
"Interesting, let me see what's going on?" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, the flames in his pupils became more intense, and his figure disappeared.
"I am the King of the River, I am the last light of the Mize Realm, I am Zem! With your flesh and blood, I will realize the great revival of the Mize Realm! Come on! Don't run away!"
South side of Luoya Ridge battlefield.
A giant with blue skin and over five meters tall ran rampant on the battlefield, speaking the language of the Thousand Feathers Realm with an extremely awkward accent.
Every time it takes action, in addition to the fierce wind, hundreds of black droplets will be sprayed out.
The droplets are like bullets, extremely fast and highly corrosive.
Whether they are people from the Thousand Feathers Realm or Chixian warriors, those around them are slightly weaker. Once they are touched, a big hole will appear in their body.
At the same time, while running rapidly, the water on the body will swallow up all people or objects, eroding them at an extremely fast speed.
It can be said to be an indiscriminate attack.
This was Zem's intention.
Although he is now a member of the Thousand Feathers Realm, in fact, he was born in the Mize Realm, just like the Chixian warriors, but they were defeated, and in the end, as the loser, he was absorbed by the people of the Thousand Feathers Realm.
Therefore, at this time, he hates the people of Qianyu, because to some extent, they are enemies, and he also hates the people of Chixian. Why can Chixian still exist when Mizejie is destroyed?!
He wants these people to bear his pain and distortion!
boom!
A fierce punch came out.
The originally blue spindle-shaped water droplets stretched into threads and turned into blue silk threads, which even contained a large number of strange cipher texts.
Boom!
The ground ahead collapsed instantly, creating a huge crater.
Several people did not escape and were penetrated directly, and then their bodies began to melt.
"Thumping little insect, struggle. Only by struggling will you realize your own powerlessness and panic that there is no way out! So! Struggle!" Zem looked at the people in front of him and roared fiercely.
There were many black Buddhist people around. They trembled when they heard the sound and subconsciously avoided these areas.
Obviously, he also understands that Zem has a twisted mind, a bad temper, and is considered a lunatic.
Not far away, Diemeng looked ugly.
The originally neatly combed Taoist crown had fallen apart in the chaos just now, and his hair was disheveled, and his breath was even more ups and downs.
Looking at the giant in front of me, my heart felt like a huge stone was falling.
His official position in the general office of Sitong City is not low, and he is not a civil official, but a military officer. He has a large number of people under his command, most of whom are members of the Lingtai Sect.
In terms of weight, even in the entire Sitong City, it can be ranked in the top ten, which is considered to be a high-weight position.
It is precisely because of this that he was able to hold an important position in this war and bear the secret order of beheading.
Their target was originally a demon from the Qianyu Realm. His strength level was around the first level of the Grand Master Divine Transformation, but his bloodline was very good and he was related to a big figure. If he could kill him, it would greatly boost his morale.
But what they didn't expect was that when they came here, there was no demonic path, only Zem, the king of the river, whose strength was terrifying, and his combat power was faintly approaching that of the real king... When they saw something was wrong, everyone just wanted to retreat.
But at this time, even if I want to escape, I am surrounded by black Buddhist people...
"Dao Ci! I will use my secret technique later to hold him down..."
In the wide cuffs of Diemeng, two hands pinched out a treasure bottle seal. The energy in the body moved along a specific exercise route, and the energy began to rise.
"When the time comes, you take the remaining brothers and go in the direction of 30 degrees north and south. Although there are black Buddhist monsters there, the defense line is very weak. If you escape into the mountains, you will most likely escape..."
He forced his voice into a high pitch and said to the handsome young Taoist behind him.
He is a genius of this generation from the Lingtai Zongzheng lineage. Although he is not as eye-catching as the one from the Lingtai lineage, he still has the appearance of a true king.
He had taken root in Sitong City before, but hit a wall at the beginning, so he recruited many brothers to help him. Now that he is trapped in a tight siege, he must try his best to let him go, even...even if he pays his life!
But after he transmitted the message, no one of the dozen brothers behind him took action.
Although each of them looked sad and worried, they all formed a zigzag formation on their own initiative.
Zhengyi Demon Refining Formation!
The main formation heart is Butterfly Dream, and the secondary formation heart is Dao Ci.
"You... what are you doing?!" Die Meng, who had an ugly face at first, turned into a look of shock and anger, "Now that you are in the game, you don't understand why fate is difficult to deal with!"
"..." Dao Ci's lips trembled and his eyes were in a trance. Looking at Zem who was like a demon in front of him, he just turned his energy around his body more and more.
He knew that he would die if he stayed, but would he be able to survive just at the cost of Diemeng's life?
No, it cannot.
Therefore, instead of lingering for a while, it is better to fight for one last time!
"Senior Brother! The great formation of demon refining is the righteousness. Refinement has no action, the Tao is unknown, and the destruction of demons is one. Since destiny is difficult to achieve, let's see if, with the power of our fellow apprentice brothers, we can escape destiny!"
"You?!" Die Meng, who was located in the center of the main formation, was suffocated. She was moved and angry in her heart. The next moment, she could only feel the formation moving and a stream of energy gathering in her body.
After performing the secret surgery, the originally majestic energy was strengthened again at this time, running rampant inside the body, even causing his skin to burst with blood.
"Destiny..."
A dozen or so people gathered their will power, and above their heads, the air was distorted, like a waterfall. A white sword of will power quietly appeared, controlled by Diemeng, and struck Zem in front of him with one sword.
boom!
The white Dao sword, which was more than ten meters long, was surrounded by dragons and tigers. It fell suddenly, and the air was split into layers of phantoms, and the earth was also cracking.
"Jie Jie Jie!" Zem suddenly laughed wildly, put his two big hands together, and countless tides gathered to form a water ball.
The terrifying Dao sword attacked the water ball. Black water was stirring and evaporating. After a few breaths, it disappeared.
"How can we escape..." The moment the Dao sword dissipated, Diemeng felt empty and relaxed in her heart.
"Sure enough, destiny is difficult..." He looked at the junior brothers beside him out of the corner of his eye, and above his head, a huge palm of black water suddenly fell.
"Sure enough, destiny is difficult to deal with... Then... let destiny be in my hands..." Suddenly, a hoarse voice interrupted his words.
In front of Die Meng, Lin Mo walked out slowly, raised his head slightly, and slowly raised one hand.