I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Chapter 604: Master of Apocalypse

Right now, Bai Lin was facing all the masters of the Kingdom of Apocalypse.

But they are just some masters with broken mirror strength.

It seems very strong, but Bai Lin is not a threat.

On the big rock on the side, the chief disciple of Dao Sect looked into the distance.

"I don't believe these people can't deal with you."

In front of everyone, it is not convenient for Daozong people to shoot, but there is no problem in finding people who participate in the competition.

And these people are obedient to Dao Sect.

After all, there are so many people in Taoist sect, and they dare not resist.

For a time, the four quickly approached.

"Little brother, I'm sorry."

However, in the next second, Bai Lin immediately attacked.

The Six-Medition Divine Sword unfolded directly, and the four attacks directed at different directions, directly knocking these four people out.

After landing, several people were seriously injured.

"Humph!"

Vulnerable.

After all, Bai Lin continued to walk forward under the shocked eyes of everyone.

"what?"

"ended?"

"These masters who broke the mirror were killed by a single move?"

The four of them were seriously injured and fell to the ground, obviously not Bai Lin's opponent.

"This is too scary, right?"

"How strong is this?"

After that, Bai Lin led a group of people and continued to set off.

The chief disciple stared at Bai Lin in the distance and couldn't help frowning.

"None of these people are your opponents?"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

After speaking, the chief disciple gritted his teeth fiercely and looked at Bai Lin who was going away.

Soon, night fell, and a few people could only rest in Lin Sen for one night. Tomorrow was the time for the final battle.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden change, and the surrounding area began to vibrate violently.

"No, it's an earthquake."

The people in front of them stabilized their bodies, but the earthquake was too violent and the mountains began to shake.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Just now. A crisp sound that seemed to break through the darkness with a ray of sunlight from a crack in the ground sounded.

Something lit up in the distance.

A closer look revealed that a string of Buddhist beads flew out from below the ground.

When everyone only pays attention to Bai Lin.

Zhuge Murong inadvertently saw the change of the beads chain, whether it was herself or Bai Lin.

Even for everyone present, one of the six beads in the Buddhist bead chain suddenly disappeared with the gold pattern inlaid with it.

Later, several people discovered that the Buddha beads whose golden patterns had disappeared were all the same, with a word engraved on them.

Before Bai Lin set off, he knew that these six characters were all ancient characters.

But what exactly is Bai Lin do not know.

Ask other people again, but I don't know anything.

"This……"

"what is this?"

The earthquake finally ended.

"Are you okay?"

However, only Bai Lin and Yang Yingcheng were fine, and the others seemed to be asleep.

Yang Yingcheng and Bai Lin examined Bai Lin carefully. There was no wound on his body, his face was not pale, his breathing was neither rapid nor weak, but very stable.

"Fortunately, it's okay!"

Feng Qianqian asked, "I wonder, what the **** is going on here."

However, above the ground, there was a very big crack.

Everyone didn't know that there was nothing wrong under this.

Bai Lin followed Feng Qianqian's words and thought of something, frowned and said to the three of them: "I'll be out for a while."

"Master, where are you going?" Yang Yingcheng asked.

"Go and have a look below." Bai Lin replied lightly.

Because Bai Lin vaguely felt a little weird.

The Buddha beads still want to have something to do with him.

Before that, Zhuge Murong asked Bai Lin shyly if he needed help.

"No need."

Vaguely, Bai Lin saw an illusion.

Bai Lin found that she was walking on the street, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

What is even more surprising is that the people on this street are exactly the same as what Li Muyang Yingcheng said.

It's like a separate human skin. It may be flesh and blood, but it's pretty sure it has no bones.

How can a person survive without bones?

What else can support them to walk besides bones?

Bai Lin has been wandering for a long time but feels a little hungry.

By chance, I met a street stall with Yangchun noodles, and without hesitation, I sat down and asked the boss for a bowl.

At this moment, it seemed to be back to China.

But Bai Lin was getting hungry as she ate. When she wanted to eat Yangchun noodles, she seemed to have ordered a plate of meat dishes, so she was full. So casually asked the boss: "Is there anything else."

After listening to Bai Lin's words, the boss stopped kneading the dough in his hands, turned his head and looked at Bai Lin in confusion: "Guest officer, only noodles!"

Bai Lin raised her eyebrows and changed her opinion.

"I want to eat meat!"

Hearing the word "meat", the boss's face turned pale in an instant, and he almost fainted.

Bai Lin found that he was supporting the cutting board with his hands, because he was pressing hard.

The boss's hand seems to lose its normal color because of the blood's inability to circulate normally.

"Young man, when you are here, don't mention any meat, bones or the like, you will suffer."

Meat, bones, suffering...

The three consecutive nouns made Bai Lin's eyebrows beating, and she couldn't speak for a while.

Bai Lin suddenly felt that the bead chain on her wrist was going crazy again.

It was the **** traction that kept pulling Bai Lin's body, every inch of skin and every thread of blood vessel in the body was resisting fiercely.

His throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood almost didn't spray on the boss's face.

It's this again...

Bai Lin was a little blinded.

"Boss, what should I do if I have no money?" Bai Lin said embarrassedly after a long time.

Suddenly Bai Lin returned to reality.

However, everyone in front of him, just like him, vomited blood, apparently in the illusion.

"By the way, did you vomit blood just now?" Bai Lin asked in surprise.

Feng Qianqian answered first.

"Vomited."

"You throw up too?"

Bai Lin nodded solemnly.

At this moment, a big smell of blood spread throughout the room, especially at the location of Bailin.

It turned out that Bai Lin once again sprayed a big mouthful of blood on Bai Lin's clothes.

Feng Qianqian, who had been guarding Bai Lin's side, hurriedly wiped Bai Lin's mouth, and then gave her a pulse. After that, her face was more ugly than before.

It was not that Bai Lin was found to be ill, but that nothing happened.

Just when they were all at a loss, Bai Lin opened her eyes in a daze.

"Senior Sister? Are you okay?" Feng Qianqian said very softly.

It took a few seconds for Feng Jiajia to open her eyes, but what was different from the coma was that her face became very pale.

The whole body was lying weakly in Feng Qianqian's arms.

Bai Lin seemed to feel pain.

Feng Qianqian was stunned, her eyebrows twitched, her eyes filled with unspeakable bitterness.

"Junior sister? What does it hurt?" Li Mu asked her softly, lowering his head.

Feng Qianqian raised her eyes and squeezed a weak smile at Li Mu, like dissatisfaction and more like acting like a baby: "It hurts everywhere."

Such an intimate appearance, no matter which onlooker sees it.

The men are gentle and gentle, and the women are very feminine. They look unworthy from above and below, especially when they look at each other with gentle eyes and only speak in a voice that each other can hear.

Feng Qianqian gritted her teeth and moved her jawbone.

Bai Lin was too lazy to care about his mood.

Yang Yingcheng is very sensible.

"whatever."

"Why don't we go over and take a look, the sound seems to be from over there."

Zhuge Murong said, pointing to the deepest part of the corridor.

Yang Yingcheng nodded and took the lead.

Just walked a few steps and stopped thinking of something.

Zhuge Murong slammed into Yang Yingcheng, so pain that she almost didn't scream.

Zhuge Murong rubbed his nose that was beginning to swell and looked up at Yang Yingcheng, who was still smiling extremely evilly.

Yang Yingcheng took away the hand from her nose anyway.

Then he gently touched Zhuge Murong's nose with his fingers with comfort, the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.