Super Martial God

The color of spring is getting stronger and stronger.

The green branches are fresh and the butterflies are flying.

Lin Mu is the only one left in the spirit garden of Yu family.

In the Lingquan, Lin Mu didn't practice immediately. He closed his eyes and slowly breathed in.

It's just a war. I'm impetuous. Cultivating will only get twice the result with half the effort.

Therefore, he should first relax his mind.

Cool spring water flows slowly around.

In the gentle ups and downs, what Lin Mu feels is powerful energy.

With this meditation, Lin Mu's mood became more and more relaxed, and finally became as peaceful as the spring.

About half an hour later, Lin Mu gently breathed out, and his hands began to seal.

The state of mind has been adjusted to its peak.

Determination, no doubt.

As early as ten days ago, he was preparing for the impact.

The duel with Yuze is also a process of gaining momentum.

With the help of Yuze's pressure, he has compressed his true Qi and will to a limit state.

Now, just wait to break through the bottleneck of many people.

"Qiao family, tianyuanhou."

Yuze's defeat does not mean that he has no goal to move forward.

In front of him, there has always been a huge enemy, tianyuanhou.

Tianyuanhou, the top martial artist.

Facing such a strong enemy, he must become a martial artist.

Only when he becomes a martial arts master, can he not be vulnerable in front of Tianyuan Hou, and can he barely protect himself.

Let alone, Nanping villa is also an unsafe hidden danger to him.

Kill He Chong. He has no choice.

But Nanping villa will not give up.

He needs to be a martial arts teacher and must be a martial arts teacher to meet the greater storm.

"Beiming Jue."

Mind, more and more firm.

Under the firmness, he did not waver any more, and did not hesitate to display the North Ming Jue.

The practice of ordinary martial artists, no matter absorbing the spiritual power in the spiritual stone or the spiritual spring, will produce waste more or less.

Only Lin Mu can't. Beiming can absorb some spiritual energy.

Lingquan, like Lingshi, presents a light red color.

Soon, the calm spring began to fluctuate.

A trace of red mist came out of the spring, and then it seemed to be under some suction, drilling into the pores of Lin Mu.

Time, little by little.

The energy of Lingquan is really magnificent and amazing.

Even if the tens of thousands of spirit stones in his hand are swallowed up by Lin Mu, I'm afraid they won't last long.

But in the spiritual spring, energy is constantly surging.

promote!

Improve again!

The true Qi in the Wu pulse is pounding violently, and its power is getting stronger and stronger.

The early, middle and late stages of the 12th martial arts stage

The process of hitting the bottleneck is definitely not a wonderful thing for martial artists.

The energy poured into the body like ants. It was itchy.

When the energy inside the body drives the real Qi to impact, it is like a blade splitting.

This itchy and painful feeling is no less than human torture.

Since ancient times, there has always been no lack of reason to break through, can't stand pain, fall short, go crazy and even die.

But

This pain is nothing to Lin Mu.

No matter whether he refined the fire or later integrated the relic into his blood, he suffered several times as much as he broke through.

So in this breakthrough, he frowned occasionally at most.

Boo!

Unknowingly, the sun went from midheaven to below the horizon.

Just then, the Qi in Lin Mu's body suddenly boils.

Qi, rise again.

From the later stage of the 12th martial arts level, it has been promoted to the peak.

"It seems that there is something bad."

However, Lin Mu was not happy, but his mind was steep and heavy.

He also carefully measured the energy of the Lingquan when he first came in.

Indeed, as Xu canglie said, it is enough to make the peak martial arts master break through to the great martial arts master.

At least equivalent to a million spirit stones.

Therefore, he felt that it should be more than enough for him to be promoted to martial arts.

Who ever thought that the 12th level of martial arts is worthy of the level of great road before the famine. It's really terrible.

At this time, in his perception, the spring in the Lingquan had almost disappeared.

But once you break through and want to stop, it's impossible.

Even if he knew that the situation was bad, Lin Mu had to go on.

"More or less, there are still some springs. I hope they can support me until the moment of my promotion."

When we break through the closed door, we most taboo mental disorder.

Lin Mu can only quickly stabilize his mood and continue to absorb the spring water.

The red fog is getting thicker and thicker, which has covered Lin Mu's whole person. It looks very strange.

But before long, the fog became lighter and lighter.

As the fog faded, the situation of the Lingquan below also emerged.

The whole Lingquan spring, before Lin Mu came, can still see a lot of spring water.

Now the spring water has almost disappeared, and there are still some remnants in the mud and stone cracks.

It seems that the remaining spring in the north will not be satisfied and disappear forever.

The wet mud slowly turned into dry mud.

"The warrior is twelve steps, and he is full."

Now, the cultivation of Lin Mu has reached the level 12 of martial arts.

True Qi is really perfect and satisfactory. There is no more true Qi in the Wu pulse.

If you break through further, true Qi will penetrate into the body and begin to refine the skin and flesh.

But what's worse is that the spring in the Lingquan has completely disappeared, and there is no energy source for him to continue to ascend.

"Spirit stone, by the way, there is still spirit stone in the space ring."

In the restaurant, although Lin Mu has a space ring and 20000 spirit stones, he also has a space ring with more than 36000 spirit stones.

Most of these spirit stones were dug at niutoufeng.

"I can't manage so much. I can only absorb all these spirit stones."

The spirit stones in the ring were poured into the spirit spring one after another, and then shattered by Lin Mu's true Qi.

Beiming Jue, continue to devour.

But this last bottleneck is the most difficult to break through.

The twilight grew stronger and stronger, and it was late at night.

"What should I do?"

With Lin Mu's strong will, he was a little flustered for a time.

There are 36000 spirit stones, and there are still more than 1000 left.

His bottleneck, like an ancient gate, was only cracked by impact.

"Calm down, calm down."

"There is no way out of heaven. There must be a way. I can think of a way."

Lin Mu forced himself to calm down.

In life and death, the will honed this time erupts potential again at this moment.

"By the way, where does the Lingquan come from?"

"Why is there a spiritual spring here? Why does it suddenly dry up?"

"There is a secret. There may be another heaven and earth under the Lingquan. Maybe my hope is below."

If you were someone else, even if you think of this possibility, you still have nothing to do now and can only wait to die.

This Lingquan, say big or small, say small or not.

It is impossible to dig secrets with one person and two hands.

But Lin Mu has a spirit.

When the spirit was swept away, all the miles were in the sea of knowledge, not to mention the small spiritual spring.

Suddenly, the power of his spirit swept every inch of soil in the Lingquan spring at a fast speed.

The speed was very fast. After a few breaths, the whole Lingquan was swept by him.

"No, nothing."

"I've thought about it. If there's really any secret in this Lingquan, how can I escape the search of the night guard."

A trace of despair began to flow into Lin Mu's heart.