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Chapter 857: Martial veins are broken

Chapter 857: Martial Vein Broken

"Meridians!"

In an instant, a new door opened to Lin Mu.

Twelve meridians, eight extra meridians, fifteen collaterals

Like the acupoints, this is another treasure hidden in the human body.

And judging from Wu Qingyun's memory, these meridians are more magical than the martial arteries and have greater potential to open.

The difficulty is that the human body structure on Lingwu Continent is different from the human body in Wu Qingyun's world.

These meridians are more hidden and almost closed, otherwise countless martial arts seniors over the countless years would not be able to detect them.

It can be said that the meridians in the human body of Lingwu Continent cannot be used at all.

But now that the secret has been discovered and Wu Qingyun has the meridians memory reference in his mind, these problems are no longer a problem.

Now Lin Mu is no longer a novice in martial arts. He is already a master, with his own martial arts concepts and various magical methods.

"If you don't break it, you won't stand it. If you break it, you will stand it."

"Since the martial veins can no longer be preserved and have seriously become a burden to me, then let them break."

Lin Mu's eyes flashed with determination.

If you continue to make decisions, you will inevitably suffer chaos. Lin Mu made a decision in an instant.

Once again, he embarked on a journey forward.

The forty-eighth skeleton has more and more cracks in its martial veins.

Forty-nine skeletons, further increase

Finally, at the fifty-third skeleton, Lin Mu's martial arts veins officially began to crack significantly.

At this time, the correctness of Lin Mu's decision was once again proven.

The true energy contained in his body is so majestic. If it were outside and the martial arts burst, the true energy would be chaotic or even explode, directly blowing him into pieces of flesh and blood.

But in the world of Yunhuang, the true energy cannot even move at all. This also means that even if the martial arts are rupturing, the true energy in Lin Mu's body still has no chance to explode, so he has to retreat to his dantian.

It was hoarded in Dantian.

The fifty-fifth skeleton.

Lin Mu's martial arts veins were completely shattered.

If we go by the world's standards of judgment, Lin Mu has really become a useless person this time, even his martial arts are gone.

As for Lin Mu, there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Now that the decision has been made, there is nothing to regret.

At this moment, Shen Beilu was still 90,000 miles deep in the sea of ​​​​blood, suffering from the endless sea of ​​blood, and it had been thirteen years. He just took some risks and endured some hardships, but it didn't matter.

Time flies like water. Suddenly, three years have passed and it is already the fourth year.

On the road of blood and water.

There are only thirty-nine people left at this moment.

Those who are still persisting, except for a few geniuses, are basically martial saints.

Chen Changsheng, the 283rd skeleton.

Shen Xuanji, the 235th skeleton.

Xia Sheng, the 233rd skeleton.

Bai Qin Guan, the 226th skeleton.

Here are the top four.

The fifth to seventh places are still the three major forces of Butian Palace, Daohuang Pavilion and Dongyang Sect.

Eighth place, Yunfeng, 181st skeleton.

The 39th, Lin Mu, the 132nd skeleton.

At this time, the thirty-nine people who were still persisting no longer looked calm and calm, and all of them were in a state of embarrassment.

The damage caused to the human body by four consecutive years of energy oppression has become more and more serious as time goes by. Everyone has bloody mouths on their bodies caused by the bursting of skin and flesh due to energy oppression.

Look in front of Lin Mu again.

The thirty-eighth one is none other than the Martial Saint of the Lu family.

The Martial Saints of the Scimitar Alliance and the Martial Saints of the Yunhe Sect were ranked thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth respectively.

These silver force martial saints are ultimately not as good as the gold force martial saints.

Among the golden power Martial Saints, the weakest is the Martial Saint of the Yuhua Sect, ranked seventeenth, followed by the Martial Saint of the Red Embroidery Palace, ranked sixteenth. As for Roland, relying on Brandt's strong background, he was actually ranked tenth.

On the third day of the fourth year, the Lu Family Martial Saint stopped at the 133rd skeleton and chose to give up.

The moment he gave up, his face turned red. If the blood around him wasn't so deadly, he would have wanted to get in there.

Among the people who mocked Lin Mu before, he was the most active one, but now Lin Mu was standing behind him, watching him be eliminated.

Lin Mu didn't care at all about his expression.

Now Lin Mu's mind is completely filled with Shen Beilu's shadow and his obsession to achieve the ancient holy body. How can he care about other things.

Lin Mu's attitude was regarded as disregard and contempt by the Lu family's martial saint and others, which made the Lu family's martial saint even more embarrassed.

After the Martial Saint of the Lu family, the Scimitar League and the Martial Saint of the Yunhe Sect did not escape this fate.

On the twentieth and thirty-first days, the two also chose to give up.

The two of them had also participated in ridiculing Lin Mu, although they were not as active as the Lu Family Martial Saint, and they were equally embarrassed at this time.

As time goes by, more and more people will be eliminated.

Because the pressure in the blood-water area in front increases at an extremely terrifying level, even many martial saints cannot withstand it due to their limited martial arts qualifications.

The last month of the fourth year.

The Yuhua Sect Martial Saint sighed helplessly and chose to give up.

At this point, there were only sixteen people left in front of Lin Mu.

The first person in front of him was the Martial Saint of Hongxiu Palace.

The martial saint of Hongxiu Palace was stiff.

Once, she ridiculed Lin Mu as a loser.

Once, she said that Lin Mu could not reach level 390.

Once upon a time, she wanted to poach Lin Mu and accept Lin Mu's disciples as her disciples.

But now, Lin Mu is behind her.

She even felt that Lin Mu's eyes were staring at her coldly.

However, her body stood there blankly, neither moving forward nor giving up, undoubtedly blocking Lin Mu's way.

"If you don't move forward, get out."

Lin Mu said coldly.

As long as these people don't block him, he will ignore them all, but if they dare to block him, they will only die. It doesn't matter whether you are a martial saint or not.

Hongxiu Palace Martial Saint's face suddenly flushed with embarrassment. She was a seventh-level master and a disciple from the golden power, but she was scolded by Lin Mu, a sixth-level native of the Mayfly. This was definitely the greatest humiliation in the world.

However, when the cold murderous intent in Lin Mu's words came like a tide, her heart suddenly palpitated, her soul felt cold, and she couldn't help but make way for Lin Mu.

Lin Mu ignored her and walked directly past her.

The Martial Saint of Hongxiu Palace bit her lip, her face burning, as if everyone in the world was mocking her.

But what she didn't know was that her appearance at this time had already made someone look straight in the eyes.

This person is Roland.

Long before, Roland had been somewhat attracted by the charm of the Martial Saint of Hongxiu Palace, but now his face was flushed with embarrassment and a little scared, which directly hit Roland's heart.

"No, no, no, this girl is too good for my taste. I, Roland, must take her down."

Roland could not help but laugh out loud at the corner of his mouth, "We have to talk to Lin Mu then, otherwise Lin Mu will definitely destroy such a charming mature flower with his ruthless heart."


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