As Yu Naihe's momentum continued to surge, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were affected by this deathly air and began to wither. In just a few breaths, the land for several miles centered around Yu Naihe turned into a
It is a place where all dead things die.
Feng Fantian said with great interest: "That's good, that's good. I should say that you are worthy of being a member of the list of people. You actually have such a killing move that turns yourself into a sword. I did underestimate you before, but you.
....."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yu Naihe's head exploded. Feng Fantian couldn't help but wiped his eyes, and then saw Lin Mo behind Yu Naihe. Apparently Lin Mo had just killed him in an unknown way.
He directly resisted this ghostly death energy, and then decisively killed Yu Naihe with one finger.
He said somewhat speechlessly: "Master Lin, why didn't you wait for him to continue to explode and kill him like this?"
Lin Mo curled his lips disdainfully and remained silent. He did not have time to wait for the enemy to explode into the small universe. A dead enemy is a good enemy. As for how to resist this ghostly death energy, of course he relied on the Phantom Yin Finger.
In front of the most desperate Cheng Kun, this bit of death can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.
Later, Lin Mo realized that something was wrong, because the death energy under the pull of the Phantom Yin Finger was constantly gathering, and at the same time, Cheng Kun's image appeared again behind him, but compared with the usual phantom, the current Cheng Kun seemed more real.
Although his eyes were still closed, his face showed no mercy as before, instead it was full of pain, regret and bottomless despair.
At this time, Dongfang Huai, Huangfu Lingyun, and He Qibai, who came quickly because of Yu Naihe's final blow, finally arrived at the battlefield. They only saw the headless body that fell to the ground from a distance, and they could identify it from the clothes.
It should be Yu Naihe. At the same time, there were two men standing next to him, each wearing white clothes and their faces full of evil.
The other person had a calm face and was dressed in black. The invisible coldness in his eyes flashed away. More importantly, a huge figure was slowly emerging behind him. He was wearing a brocade robe and a red sandalwood Buddhist bead hanging around his neck.
, the monk with his hands clasped, no, it was the evil monk. Although the evil monk did not open his eyes, his expression showed no mercy. Instead, his lifeless energy emerged, and all the negative emotions were gathering.
When Huangfu Lingyun saw this scene, he immediately cursed: "Damn it, it's Cheng Kun again. I really don't get along with him. I've seen this three times, and this time it feels even more terrifying!" Then he seemed to remember something,
He quickly said to the two people around him:
"Don't look at his eyes. He is at his strongest once his eyes are open. Qian Duoduo suffered a backlash because he devoted all his mental energy to observing the moment he opened his eyes. If I hadn't come to rescue him, he would
He committed suicide and died."
The two people around him quickly closed their eyes, but after a moment's delay, Cheng Kun's eyes opened. Instead of the viciousness and dead silence of the past, they were filled with boundless anger. This anger was like the fire of the netherworld, burning directly at everyone present.
In the human heart, Huangfu Lingyun and three others coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time. They felt that their bodies were getting weaker and weaker, and an unknown force was eroding themselves, but they had no power to resist.
Feng Fantian, who was closest, was even more unbearable. He fell unconscious and fell to the ground. At the same time, red blood flowed out from all the seven orifices. Lin Mo looked at Feng Fantian nonchalantly, and then seriously comprehended this moment, because he found that he had no control over the Huan Yin finger.
The comprehension level finally reached 100%, and more importantly, the system's voice sounded.
"Congratulations to the host. Due to unknown reasons, the Huanyin Fingering Technique has undergone transformation. The gate of hell has opened, pointing out the netherworld. The underworld has never dried up. The despair is endless. It has been sublimated into the Three Stars and a Half Fingering Technique. Please name it to the host."
Lin Mo thought for a while and then replied: "Let's call it Nether Finger."
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have spontaneously improved your martial arts, Phantom Finger, Nether Finger, and will be awarded 3,000 points as a token of encouragement."
Lin Mo didn't expect that there would be a reward like this, and he continued to feel the boundless death intention of the Nether Finger.
At this time, Peng Enyu carried Feng Wuming, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, to the side of Dongfang Huai and the others. Apparently, the two of them were also attracted by Yu Naihe's previous move. After they arrived here, they were also attracted by Cheng Kun's Nether Finger.
Fortunately, they were far enough away to suppress the injury, and then Peng Enyu directly cleared the death energy from Dongfang Huai and Huangfu Lingyun's bodies with one palm.
After Feng Wuming saw He Qibai who was about to faint, he thought about it and chose to help him get rid of the death energy in his body.
Although the three of them could still stay awake, their mental state was extremely depressed. They looked at Peng Enyu and the two with wilted eyes. At this time, Peng Enyu said: "What's going on with Lin Mo? Why did the great monk come out again?"
, and he is even stronger than the last time he fought with me. If he sends this finger, I may need all my strength to catch it."
After saying this, the expressions of the other people changed greatly. Who is Peng Enyu? He is the ninth in the human list and a master of acquired perfection. Lin Mo is only at the ninth level of Qi training at this time. This is simply a big level higher.
, it’s still a big level above the popular list.
Seeing Peng Enyu's fighting spirit getting stronger and stronger, even reaching the point of soaring into the sky, the remaining people couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths slightly, thinking to themselves, you still want to fight at this time, haven't you seen so many sick people?
, if Lin Mo directly pokes him with a finger, he is fine, what should we do, are we waiting to die!!!
At this time, Lin Mo also felt Peng Enyu's fighting spirit, and immediately pointed his fingertips directly at Peng Enyu's position. Cheng Kun's expression now calmed down, and his movements changed according to Lin Mo's movements.
When Dongfang Huai and the others saw this distant finger pointing in their direction, they all panicked. Even Feng Wuming was the same, because he felt the threat of death. How could he think of the little ant that he didn't care about half a year ago?
Grasshopper, today I actually have the means to kill him.
Peng Enyu stood up at this time, distanced himself from Dongfang Huai and the others, and then directly took out his prison iron gun, and his aura exploded, even stronger than the last time he fought with Lin Mo, and even
Much stronger, because his momentum spread, cracks appeared on the ground.
Lin Mo didn't bother to say anything about the situation. He pointed far away and pointed the dark finger filled with boundless death energy towards Peng Enyu. No pointer appeared, and he could only see the boundless black mist, heading in the direction of Peng Enyu.
Covered, all the flowers and plants along the way instantly withered and withered, and the ground was dry and dry without a trace of life.
And as Peng Enyu roared and pointed his spear, he was invincible. The boundless fighting spirit directly hit the black fog that was drifting rapidly. The ground was exploding, the wind was roaring, the sky was gloomy, and dark clouds began to appear.
Continuously gathering, ticking, ticking, after the first drop of raindrops, huge heavy rains followed one after another.
While watching the two sides in the battle, Lin Mo had already collected the spoils, picked up the still unconscious Feng Fantian and ran quickly towards Dongfang Huai and the others, while Peng Enyu watched with some pain as his corroded body had appeared.
The black-spotted gun head sighed and headed in the direction of Dongfang Huai and the others.