Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 467
"This..., not all..." The bronze man's voice was choked, but he became arrogant in an instant.

"But this is nothing! Qianyujie Bingjia Ancestor Dao lineage, including the horizontal training method you mentioned, as a Jiaxian, I can give you bonuses, and even help you condense the spirit-calling magic armor in the future It's not impossible!

Of course, this requires you to enshrine to me and become my military master. "

The human face spoke in a deep voice, solemn and solemn, with demagoguery in his voice, and at the same time there was a faint blue light on the mask.

Like running water, it flows slowly, making the mask alive.

"It can only be blessed and practiced horizontally? Yes, it's normal. If all the exercises can be blessed, such a good thing will not fall into the hands of Su Miller."

Lin Mo said to himself, although he was a little disappointed, but still understandable.

Although Su Miller is strong, his physical strength is really impressive, and even his defensive power is too terrifying. It is estimated that the ordinary garbage Zhenjun is really no match.

After all, in terms of defensive power alone, he only has a slight advantage. He can kill the opponent a few times because the opponent is enraged and directly wrestles with him, and his divine power suddenly explodes.

But it never got to another level.

Turning his mind, seeing the cyan mist surrounded, just like the cyan mask of a god, Lin Mo couldn't help but take a half step forward, and asked again very politely:
"May I ask, what is this spirit-calling armor, and what is the soldier master?"

"Outsider people, you do have the wisdom to match your strength, and you directly asked about the secret."

The bronze mask slowly rises in the air, rotates and circles slowly, and the blurred face is solemn.

"Spirit-calling demon armor is the property of the soldier. When the demons from outside the sky invaded the Qianyu Realm, the location happened to be the place where the soldier hid his soldiers, Hidden Front Valley.

The Soldier Lord bears the brunt of the battle, fighting a world with one man's power, and finally the soldiers are filled with hatred, and the spirit-calling demon armor is divided into nine parts,
But Bingjun is one of the ten immortals, the true spirit is immortal in reincarnation, it can be said that he is immortal, even if he dies, he will only leave temporarily, when the spirit-calling demon armor is reorganized, it will be the day when Bingjun returns,
And my Armored Immortal is one of the Spirit Summoner Armors!And if you become my military master, I will pass on the military master inheritance to you!It means that you may become a disciple of Bingjun, a disciple of the Ten Immortals! "

The voice is far away, and it is hard to find.

"Master? Disciple? Sorry, I didn't want to be a disciple of Ten Immortals, a disciple of Bingjun." Lin Mo shook his head.

Ever since he used the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit to truly fit in with the True Eternal Monarch once, he has developed a great fear of the Thousand Feather Realm Dharma School.

Whatever is held must be replaced.

When coveting the powerful power of its inheritance, who knows whether the other party covets your life, freedom, or even other things?
So he chose to prostitute for free, and with the help of the talent pearl, he prostituted prostitutes reasonably.

"Hmm...? You said you don't want to be a disciple of the Ten Immortals? Interesting! But stupid! No wonder you're a foreigner!" The bronze face suddenly became harsh and scolded, as if it had been greatly offended.

It was as if Lin Mo had committed some terrible disaster.

"Seeing that the soldier does not worship, the sword is on the body, the real spirit is imprisoned, and the reincarnation is tortured, you have to think about the consequences!"

The voice is booming, don't mention it, from the perspective of others, it is a treasure of a magic weapon with an extraordinary origin.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was slightly silent. After thinking for a while, he stepped forward again, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the mask.

Under the black cassock, white arms, five fingers spread out, surrounded by black flames and lightning.

This is just a normal move, but with Lin Mo's current strength, a simple catch is equivalent to the trump card lore of an ordinary master.

He was a little interested in this bronze face, to be precise, he was a little interested in the inheritance of the Bingjun that he said.

If the prediction is correct, the latter should be the profound secret code in the ancestral Taoism of Qianyu Realm. If he can get it, it may give him a different kind of inspiration.

Slap down.

The air seemed to become obscure, and the bronze face that was scolding angrily immediately fell silent, and the blue mist surged up, surrounding itself.

Bang!
A muffled sound!
The bronze mask fell onto the stone platform with a snap.

Unscathed.

Lin Mo was not surprised. If he really smashed it with a slap, he wondered if he had been deceived again.

Picking up the mask, he looked at it carefully, and began to play various tricks.

Pulling with great force, burning with black flames, bombarded by lightning, devoured by white snakes, even the evolved Hundred-Eyed Magic Light was used once.

But except for the Hundred-Eyed Magic Light which made the cyan mist a bit obscure, all other means were useless.

If it is really a part of the spirit-calling armor, then this so-called magic armor may be really scary.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't help but frown.

At this time, the fuzzy face also reacted.

It was understandable to be afraid before.

After all, he witnessed Su Miler being beaten to death with his own eyes.

Naturally, he was afraid that Lin Mo would go crazy if he didn't agree with each other, and beat him to death.

Now thinking of his own identity and seeing this scene, he immediately felt relieved.

"Stupid foreigner, I admit that you have some tricks, but it's useless to the noble Jiaxian!" The fuzzy face who was relieved laughed.

"Dragon." Lin Mo didn't answer, his white arm was instantly dyed blue, and rough scales quickly climbed on it.

The surging Tathagata's magic energy turned into black snake dragons, and with great force, it hit the mask at once.

puff!
The cyan mist quickly annihilated, and finally bombarded the mask itself.

when!
The sound was loud, and the mask trembled crazily, but in the end there was still no obvious damage.

Not long after, the cyan mist filled the air again, returning to its original state.

It is indeed a good thing.

Lin Mo had to admit.

If Su Miller had this kind of protection back then, he would probably be troublesome.

If so, then try this.

Thoughts flowed through his mind, and an idea came to his mind.

Taking advantage of the situation, he tore off the cassock on his body and put it away carefully.

"It seems that you have also realized that all your pretentiousness is useless." The blurred face rose from the mask shaking.

Looking down at Lin Mo, there is a cyan gleam surrounding his body.

"At the beginning Bingjun was wearing the spirit-calling demon armor. Even if the demons from outside sent out several demon kings to form an army formation, he had no choice but to subdue Bingjun. If he hadn't used a hidden weapon at the end and waited for an opportunity to attack, Bingjun would not have left.

You are just a foreigner, so it is possible that you still want to fight with the foreigner that day..." He was sneering, his voice was solemn and grand, but slowly, the tone lowered, and in the end, it even became distorted.

in his eyes.

Lin Mo's white hair was blown back, but his figure began to swell.

Slowly, from the normal two meters to three or four meters.

The originally fair skin was stained with ink, and the muscles protruded piece by piece, turning into a rock-like appearance, with strange black patterns attached to it.

The most exaggerated thing was the back. The high bulge formed two big bumps, which looked like tumors, and then... poof!

Three and a half pairs were withered, and half were luxuriant tree feathers stretched out from the tumor at once.

The huge wings of more than ten meters covered the sunlight and cast a thick shadow.

This breath...somewhat familiar...

The fuzzy face even smelled a decaying smell, and there was a sea in front of him, a black and deep sea, and there was a mist above the sea, and a black mountain was hidden in the mist.

On the mountain... there are trees... trees that block out the sky and the sun.

"You... You... Could it be that you still want to compare yourself with those demons from beyond the sky..." The voice on the blurred face was close to a murmur at last, and the expression was a little puzzled, frightened, and finally became sluggish.

The bronze mask began to tremble again.

Only this time, it was trembling spontaneously.

"I have to admit, this is a brand new feeling." Lin Mo felt a little bit of the changes in himself, and slowly opened his eyes, a deep green glow flashed in his pupils, and black flames jumped from time to time.

He glanced at the shadow he cast. Under the shadow, the immature grass began to grow wildly. The leaves appeared jagged, and the flowers became more colorful, but they also appeared jagged, somewhat similar to piranhas...

This is an influence, an infection, a bit like the inability to get a glimpse of the sky.

He is like this, one can imagine what the real Dao ancestor, the ten immortals, will be like once they appear.

Maybe a disaster.

He withdrew his flying thoughts, lowered his head, and looked down at the blurred face on the bronze mask.

Because of the ten immortal roots of the other party, many attacks were ineffective. It just so happened that he also had some unique little tricks. If he uses them at this time, it seems that the effect may be good?

"The legacy of the Ten Immortal Soldiers is really extraordinary, but I don't know where the limit of the spirit is."

He sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and the blue-black mist filled the air, which was highly corrosive. The plants that were originally thriving, were contaminated with a trace, and suddenly died and withered immediately.

Long and long life can prolong your life, but also shorten your life.

Grow and wither, only in one thought.

"..." The fuzzy face felt the blue mist on itself being quickly offset, and a surge of fear really hit his heart.

The original arrogance and awe, all disappeared.

"This...such a powerful power, such a wise answer, your Excellency is really not an ordinary person..." The face was a little blurred again, and a forced smile could be seen vaguely when he raised his head.
"But your Excellency must have misunderstood. In fact, I have no intention of being an enemy of you who bear the will to live forever... And, seriously, we are both ten immortals, and we should be brothers..."

Before he finished speaking, the huge palm was printed directly.

A deep green light lingered, and shadows squirmed around the edge of the palm, and even the air was polluted and distorted.

The blurred face escaped directly into the mask.

This time, the cyan mist was wiped out instantly, and the mask made a bang, with branches growing on it.

Visible to the naked eye, its color is a little lighter.

At the same time, Lin Mo could clearly feel that a faint heat flow appeared in his body, and his body was even slowly strengthened in this heat flow?

The fuzzy face rose from the mask again, but this time, it was obviously much slower, and there was still some kind of resistance.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency who bears the will to live forever, I have reached the limit of my strength, please accept the kindness from Bingjun! Please believe that there is some kind of misunderstanding between us!" The blurry face was obviously terrified, and said repeatedly.

"Good intentions? Misunderstanding? Didn't you talk about ignorance, that a true spirit is imprisoned, and tortured on the road of reincarnation?" Lin Mo asked seriously.

He was obviously asking about things politely, but the other party was very arrogant and kept silent, even threatening him with words.

It can be said to be very hateful.

If he hadn't been interested in what he said was the inheritance of the Bingjun, he would have continued to attack him and crushed him to death.

"This...Your Excellency must have misheard. I didn't say these things. How could I say those things."

There is an obvious flattering look on the fuzzy face.

He is indeed not a human being, but it does not mean that he is not afraid of death, so he decisively denied it.

"Then what is the spirit-calling demon armor, inherited from the Bingjun, and you haven't said it?" Lin Mo asked seriously with his expression still serious.

"Of course I said that. Didn't I say that I wanted to borrow the inheritance with you to observe it? It must have been said!" The blurred face said repeatedly.

"Then what is the spirit-calling magic armor?" Lin Mo's face turned pale, and his originally angry mood improved a lot. Seeing that the other party was so knowledgeable, he made up his mind to give him a happy after getting the magic armor.

Also don't torture each other.

"This... the magic armor is naturally suitable for adults to wear and try, but it can't be done at the moment. After all, I am only a fragment, but don't worry, I will be able to sense each other when the armor fairy can sense each other. I will definitely help you find the other armor immortals and reorganize them for you. magic armor,
Help you walk on the road of immortality! "He saw Lin Mo smiled, but for some reason, his heart tightened, and he continued to exaggerate his own value decisively.

"Reorganize the magic armor, the Dao of Immortals?" Lin Mo was about to start, but hesitated for a while.

"Naturally, I'll first pass on my inheritance, [Bronze Armor Immortal Scripture] to your Excellency to observe." The blurry face continued.

After saying that, a cloud of cyan mist spread out, turning into the shape of an index finger.

Lin Mo understood, clenched his huge and ferocious palms, and also stretched out an index finger.

fingertip contact.

A stream of information emerges.

There is no weird scene reappearing, just a simple flow of information, including various cultivation methods of the so-called [Bronze Armor Immortal Sutra].

With the acquisition of information flow, Lin Mo's expression became serious.

Bronze Armored Immortal Sutra, inherited by Bing Jun, one of the nine chapters of [Book of Fierce Bing Ming], but its strength is also extremely astonishing.

After the completion of cultivation, a body can not be broken even by Jiexian, and it can greatly increase its strength, so that it can break people with strength and use the method of fighting with swords.

"What does this so-called "swallowing soldiers" mean?" Lin Mo asked suddenly after feeling the flow of information.

"The art of swallowing soldiers, this is the basic method of the commandment of fierce soldiers, such as the Bronze Armor Immortal Sutra, what is swallowed is all kinds of bronze weapons." The blurred face quickly replied.

"Can only swallow bronze metal?" Lin Mo asked again.

"No, this is just a general reference. All metals can be used, but the absorption efficiency is different. The technique of swallowing soldiers in the whole article can swallow all the soldiers in the world. Back then, when Lord Bingjun fought against the demons from beyond the sky, he even swallowed a terrifying weapon from the opponent. , that taste..." The blurred face recalled.

Lin Mo nodded secretly when he heard the words.

In this way, the so-called Bronze Armor Immortal Sutra can be repaired.

This kind of secret method pays attention to smelting hundreds of soldiers into the body, stimulating the body with the aura of fighting, exercising the body, and when it is perfect, it will also train the bronze armor of the original life. Of course, the side effect is that there is a great possibility of becoming a bronze demon.

But Lin Mo was not worried about this.

On the contrary, it pays more attention to its huge improvement in physical defense.

(End of this chapter)