I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng gritted his teeth during the fierce fight, and every time he blocked Wu Mutuo's boxing, his wrists would tremble like cracks, and his internal organs were shaking.

Lin Meng knew that Wu Mu Tuo's combat power could not last, and he definitely didn't have to match Bai Lingxu, even if it was comparable, it was temporary.

Almost all the techniques of Nanban’s line rely on blood circulation. Whether it’s the totem technique or the rage blood technique, they are time-effective. Once this period of time has passed, the opponent will fall into a state of exhaustion of energy and blood. Cultivation without the power to fight again!

But even if Lin Meng used his secret technique of running the dragon for the first time, he still felt that the defense was very difficult, and he had no confidence to survive this period of time.

At this moment, Lin Meng felt a sense of movement and suddenly looked in a direction of the dense forest behind Wu Mu Tuo.

"Huh? Where is it?"

In Lin Meng's divine consciousness, he felt that there seemed to be a giant creature hidden and moving under the vegetation in that dense forest.

This feeling is very obscure. It seems that the thing is integrated with the nature of this southern Xinjiang. It is not the same painting technique as Wu Mu Tuo. Lin Meng doesn't know what it is, whether it is a person or something else.

"Roar!"

The thing hidden in the dense forest seemed to be instinctively aware of Lin Meng’s perception, and suddenly a beast that shook and shook the forest roared and roared, and the body several feet tall sprang up from lying on the ground in an instant with a palm. He patted the back of U Mu Tuo, who was facing it!

That is a giant gray bear!

"Be careful! Get out of the way!"

Lin Meng exclaimed, and Wu Mu Tuo was affected by the rage blood technique at this time, and he didn't notice the abnormal movement behind him in advance. At this time, it was too late.

Lin Meng reacted a bit faster than Wu Mu Tuo, before Wu Mu Tuo turned around to look, Lin Meng jumped up with a sword-fighting move, trying to stop the giant bear for Wu Mu Tuo.

Wu Mu Tuo is one of the 108 patriarchs of the Barbarian tribe. He has a noble status among the Nanbans. If Wu Mu Tuo is attacked and killed by this giant bear here because of fighting with himself, Lin Meng will even jump into the source of Jiujiang. Unclear, it is inevitable to be chased by countless masters in Nanban.

Lin Meng is absolutely not allowed to let Ebony get an accident.

But Lin Meng still underestimated the strength of this giant bear. The golden dragon with a sword flying into the sky was smashed before it lasted for a quarter of an hour. The next moment Lin Meng was shot and vomited blood and flew upside down in the air, moving his hands. Qianshan was also shaken out.

The remaining power of the giant bear's palm was not diminished, and he slapped Umu Tuo's heart directly. Even if Umu Taku is blessed with the unique Nanban high-strength physical training, he also has the blessings of totem mystery and angry blood. He vomited blood and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

Lin Meng said bad things in his heart, this is a really powerful monster in the southern border.

"There are many strange beasts in southern Xinjiang, remember to be careful." This sentence is definitely not empty talk.

In the central and peripheral areas of southern Xinjiang, Lin and Meng could not touch the alien beasts that could threaten the two of them with their strength, but in the depths or even deeper core, there were alien beasts that could threaten the masters of the gods.

Now Lin Meng felt the strength of this giant bear, it was like being slapped abruptly by a profound understanding master without any martial skills. It was really uncomfortable.

The palm of the giant bear also awakened Wu Mu Tuo from the anger and blood technique. When the anger and blood technique dissipated, his mind instantly became sober. When he saw the giant bear, he suddenly changed his color and exclaimed:

"Fucked! It's King Fuli! Run away!"

King Fuli, Lin Meng thought about this before thinking about it.

The people of Southern Barbarians call the giant bear of the alien beast Li, and the king of Li is the king of the giant bear. Fuli, the alien beast haunts deep in the hinterland of Southern Xinjiang, is powerful and is also good at camouflaging and sneaking. The stealth ability that almost blends with nature and is hard to detect.

Among the many giant bears and alien beasts in southern Xinjiang, the Fuli line is considered to be at the top of the food chain, and the king of this line, the Fuli King, is rumored to have the power to force the strong Xuanwu power forward.

Today, Lin Meng has experienced it first time before realizing that this is true.

At this time, Lin Meng struggled to get up and coughed up a few bites of blood and smiled bitterly:

"Escape? The two of us have been hit hard, how can we escape."

If he didn't block the little force of King Fuli's claw for Wu Mu Tuo, maybe this young man would be directly smashed to death on the spot, but he would definitely have a chance to escape. There is no such opportunity right now.

"Roar!"

King Fuli stood upright and walked on two legs. He roared again and slammed his claws at the ebony.

U Mu Tuo rolled around and wanted to flash this palm, but was surprised to find that the figure of this behemoth was strangely still, and that claw was not photographed.

Lin Meng looked back at Wuchan in surprise, and realized that this was Wuchan's method.

At this time, cold sweat was flowing out of Wuchan's bald head, and his hands clasped his hands together, with a trembling voice, and smiled hardly:

"Although the secret technique of the little monk is not effective against the ebony beast's face-painting method, it is a hundred spirits against such a beast, but this guy is a bit too big, the little monk is afraid that it will not last long!"

Lin Meng suddenly realized that the monk’s Divine Soul Secret Technique Meditation Seal was used according to the opponent’s Divine Soul Strength and range of use, and even if the bloodline of such a different beast was strong, no matter how strong it was, it would be comparable to a saint After all, it is not a demon clan who can practice, but a fierce beast, and their soul power is not even as good as an ordinary cultivator in the fairyland!

"Then I will use the Soul Killing Technique to destroy it!"

Lin Meng's eyes lit up, and he realized in an instant that he would use a spirit killing technique to kill the spirit of the fierce beast King Vuli, but Wu Mu Tuo got up from the ground to stop Lin Meng and said:

"No, the reason why this Fuli line can carry out ambushes is not easy to be noticed, this talent is on this body's fur, its fur can block the influence of spirits and can harmonize with the natural breath, plus this beast can become a Fuli line For the king, the bloodline is bound to be extremely powerful, and there is also a bony pattern on the skull for defense."

Wu Chan on the side also gritted his teeth and agreed:

"It is estimated that what he said is correct, otherwise the little monk won't use the secret technique to control this beast so difficult, you need to make a quick decision, the little monk will soon be unable to hold it!"

Lin Meng frowned, then turned to Wu Mu Tuo and asked, "Doesn't even the Saint-level Soul Killing technique work?"

After all, Lin Meng was also afraid that this Southern Barbarian boy would not be able to understand what a saint was, and added: "It's the level of your barbarian god."

But Wu Mu Tuo glanced at Lin Meng and still shook his head:

"Although the people of Nanban like me don't cultivate the soul very much, they can make the connection between the soul and the flesh extremely strong, and the perception of the soul is not inferior to you."

"Although the barbaric god-level means are strong, your spirit power is too weak, not even as good as that monk. Even if you can hurt King Fuli, you will only anger it and make it faster. Please control it. What we need It is a one-shot kill, and you know that we have no chance to escape, only this one!"

Lin Meng frowned secretly, his heart said that this young man was right. Ever since Wuzen broke the demons, even after breaking through the two realms and entering the wandering spirit, his power of divine soul is not as good as that of Wuzen. If you do, then there is only a trick right now!

Lin Meng didn't pick up the moving Qianshan that had been shaken off, but took off the hard gun tied to his back to turn the tide, and pointed to the air.

Tianlong exterminates!This is Lin Meng’s strongest move except for the half-baked Thousand Mountain Fragment and Ten Unique Skills. He is full of confidence in the power of this move, and it is absolutely uncomfortable even for a Profound Enlightenment master. .