I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lost.

Lin Meng gave a sorrowful laugh, and after seeing the phantom of the seven war copybooks emerging from Bai Lingxu's side, he knew the doomed ending.

Bai Lingxu's shot also pushed the mighty power to the extreme of his marksmanship, and it was reasonable to say that he would meet Tianlong Mie but a catty.

But how... I don't have the inheritance of the saint's tactics.

Lin Meng couldn't help smiling. Although his master was the strongest saint today, he was always alone. He didn't build any sacred place of Taoism like the Temple of God of War. Naturally, he would not think about a method of inheritance that was only passed on to himself. .

If you lose, you lose on this holy method of fighting. Even if you have learned a lot of saint secrets and martial arts, you can’t use it in this competition of spears, and there is no set like the temple of war. The complete inheritance system is the foundation.

Lin Meng suddenly felt at this moment that he didn't seem to be a true descendant of the saint, but rather like a nouveau riche who had obtained the treasure of the saint.

The long spear in Bai Lingxu's hand is Jin Guang Yeye, and the streamer flame is very gorgeous. A spear of Changhong can tear through the sky and poke a hole in the sky.

This gun collided with the gray-white dragon formed by the extinction of Lin Meng Tianlong, and a violent qi storm formed over the field. Two powerful qi and gun power collided in the air, bursting loudly, and bursting wind blowing. The people on the ring stands couldn't open their eyes.

The gray-white giant dragon's magic image was torn and burst apart, and the golden rainbow that pierced through it rushed towards Lin Meng without diminishing.

Lin Meng stepped out repeatedly in an attempt to evade with his body skills, but the speed of this shot was too fast, even if he avoided the sharp edge of this Changhong, it was shocked by the remaining waves.

After a shot of the Heavenly Dragon extinguished, Lin Meng, who had little qi left, was unable to resist the powerful qi impact of Bai Lingxu's aftermath of the shot, and was thrown away by vomiting blood.

Bai Lingxu was shocked and awakened from a frenzied fighting intent. He violently turned his wrist and forcibly retracted the gun. The flying Changhong gradually dimmed and dissipated. Bai Lingxu rushed towards Lin Meng in one step, throwing his vomiting blood away. Flying Lin Meng took it from the air.

"I missed the appointment, or used an extraordinary method."

Bai Lingxu looked guilty and felt that victory was impossible.

Lin Meng coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and chuckled:

"I don't blame you, the inheritance of the tactics is deep in the bones. One move, one move, even if the body is moved, can't be separated from its influence. Your shot to fully activate the inheritance of the tactics is not your control of."

Seeing that Lin Meng's heart was uncompromising, Bai Lingxu was also relieved. After dragging Lin Meng to the ground, he asked in amazement: "As a disciple of that person, how can you not have a tactical inheritance comparable to mine? Your Master, even my Patriarch often mentions the existence of admiration!"

Lin Meng's face was bitter when he heard the words, and he shook his head slightly to speak, but heard a cursing voice from a young man in the ring on Bai Lingxu's hand.

"The old madman of Shijue is the lone star of Tiansha. In the age of Holy Fall, before Tiansheng was born, he was so strong that he would not accept a follower. He thought about his way with all his thoughts, and wanted him to think about what to do. When the Fa inherited, the sun really came out from the west."

Lin Meng was shocked, pointing to the ring in Bai Lingxu's hand and asked incomprehensibly: "This is..."

Bai Lingxu chuckled twice, and urged the ring on his hand. With a flash of white light, he took out a skull-like object made of crystal.

"This is the first generation ancestor of my war temple, the skull of the ancestor Bengtian, and now the soul of the ancestor lives in it, and is taken by me to protect me in secret."

Hearing Bai Lingxu's sound transmission in his mind, and looking at the crystal skull in his hand, Lin Meng was dumbfounded and shocked.

This damn thing is the bones of a saint, and the soul of the saint lives in it!

"hiss……"

Lin Meng took a breath of cold air and looked strange.

The ancestor of Bengtian, the original master of the Temple of War God, one of the thirty-six followers of the name of Heaven under the Holy See, is known as the supreme saint who collapsed the sky with one punch!

It has long been heard that the first three hall masters of the Temple of War who went to the end of the sky to challenge the stone tablet to beg for death did not die so thoroughly. There are still bones and spirits returning, but their bodies are wiped out.

Now Lin Meng has seen it with his own eyes, confirming this rumors, but he did not expect that the bones that could become the ancestors of the God of War were actually carried by Bai Lingxu, and they came to the bright side of the guardian Luan Tianzun Pei Ji. !

This is equivalent to carrying a supreme saint with him, and the security is unique in the world. Even if the saint wants to kill Bai Lingxu who has not yet grown up, he will have a big somersault here!

Lin Meng's heart was sour that the treatment of the saint in the Temple of War was not ordinary. Without talking about a bunch of good things, he could carry a supreme saint with him to protect the way. I am afraid that this treatment could not find a second one in the world.

Bai Lingxu took out the saint's skull and showed it to Lin Meng, and then took it back, not long for a moment, looking at Lin Meng's weird face, and he could guess some of the reasons from the bottom of his heart. He smirked and patted Lin Meng's shoulder to comfort him. Road:

"Actually, you are not bad. You can see that my Patriarch is dead, but your master is still alive. When your master leaves the customs, wouldn't it be invincible?"

As soon as Bai Lingxu's voice fell, the ancestor Bengtian cursed again in the ring.

"What do you say to the dead boy? Your ancestors have not died yet, but I have not died!"

Bai Lingxu suddenly shrank his neck and dared not say anything, Lin Meng shrugged and smiled, and waved his hand helplessly.

"I want to be quiet."

Lin Meng really wanted to be quiet. After this battle, he felt a lot. It was the battle that has benefited the most since he was reborn a thousand years later. Not only did he see a new path at the end of the gun, he also personally compared himself. The pros and cons of Tong Bai Lingxu's marksmanship, as long as he settles down and digests his insights, he will definitely make a great progress in the martial art.

The battle between the two generations of peerless guns that spanned a thousand years ended with Bai Lingxu's victory. Lin Meng returned to the Lundao Pavilion amidst the exclamation of countless monks on the field.

Only some elders of the Gun Temple sighed. Bai Lingxu's victory announced the rise of another Gun Road emperor and the end of the Gun Temple which stood for thousands of years.

There will be a new spear god in the arena.

Lin Meng was not worried but happy, and then the World Gun Repairer would probably worship Bai Lingxu in the same way as he enshrined him. If the incense he contaminated with less luck, it was Bai Lingxu's turn to worry.

After the battle ended, in a remote corner of the ring stands on the field, two men in black, one tall and one short, covered in black robes were whispering.

"What to do? I didn't expect that Fulong Spear Xian Linmeng would expose our identity first, so will our plan continue?"

The short black-robed man asked the tall man, and the tall man scolded in an angry manner.

"Go on! People have revealed their identity, his identity is no longer a secret, and then everyone in the world knows it, what's the use of letting us preach for a while, let's go back and return!"

After that, the two men in black robes disappeared in the shadow by the wall, and disappeared.