Thunder Martial

When LeAnn came looking for Mirror Ling, Mirror Ling was napping against a big tree.

“Senior Mirror Ling. ”

LeAnn screamed softly and only saw the Mirror Spirit open its eyes.

If Zixuan were here, he would have recognized Mirror Spirit, the same old man he had seen when climbing the mountain.

“Lian, it's you. Why are you here today? ”

Mirror Spirit smiled, just some unnamed emotions in his smile.

“Lord Mirror Ling, something's wrong. Something's wrong! ”

Lee Mount said in panic: "The spirit of war appeared on the second floor, killing all our men. ”

“Oh, and this kind of thing?” There was a look of doubt on Mirror Spirit's face.

Mirror Ling doesn't know, he doesn't believe in killing LeAnn, but he obviously can't poke at each other and say, "Why don't you take a look at it by the way, give it a break? ”

A glance at the distance, wondering if you saw it, said: "Oh, that's true. However, this spirit of war has appeared. If we take it back, the reputation of our Holy Mountain is too much. There are so many bets on the Holy Mountain Gambling House. There will naturally be complaints in our hearts. How will you and I end up there? ”

Lian reacted extremely quickly and said, "If you can't take it back, can you please ask the grownups to protect them from dying? ”

The Mirror Spirit smelled and said with embarrassment: "I'm afraid this is not possible. After all, the life of your descendants is very different and difficult. ”

Difficulty means there is still a way.

Knowing what Mirror Spirit meant, Lian immediately said: "Don't worry, if you keep them alive, all the resources consumed will be ours. ”

Mirror Ling patted LeAnn's shoulder and said, "Now that you're talking about it, if I don't help you anymore, it's unnatural. Don't worry, I'll keep them alive! ”

Lian left with confidence.

This is the Holy Mountain Mirror Spirit. Everything can be negotiated. Anything can make sense to him as long as the price is enough.

LeAnn left, Mirror Spirit put away his careless attitude, turned his head and looked at the second floor of Saint Vulcan Mountain, and then saw the figure sitting on the disc knee, "I'd like to see what makes you so different that Saint Vulcan put the spirit of war on the second floor. ”

It was horrible when one person was killed instantly, and detectives Thunder and others backed off in horror.

They are large in number, but in the eyes of that powerful being, there is only the fate of being slaughtered.

At one point, everyone's emotions were also very depressing.

Obviously, the second layer is the limit.

At this point, Ray's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "There it is. I have a stony two-bird plan. ”

Everyone looked at Detective Thunder and said with a laugh: "We hid it and let Zixuan fight with this existential battle. If he dies, nature is excellent, and both sides are injured, it is time for us to take advantage of the fisherman. ”

When everyone listened, their eyes were bright and they thought it was feasible, and even when they started discussing how to hide it, they would not be discovered by the purple.

The purple dish sat for three days, and three days later he opened his eyes.

There was a ray of thunder in his eyes, which lasted a long time.

Because of the forecasting, he has progressed extremely fast and has had some real gains.

Next, he keeps moving forward.

This time, however, no one has been surprised, as the way forward has almost been sealed off.

In just a few days, news of the Holy Mountain Warring Spirit has long been spread, and no one will think that these descendants can reach the third level after knowing the strength of the Warring Spirit.

Even this time, even the Shanshan brothers lost some confidence.

Continue betting with less firmness.

Purple moved forward, encountering some Holy Beasts, avoiding them again, until he met a giant ape again, which was not another attempt.

He got the jade Jane the giant ape had converted, and then put it away, apparently with the intention of taking it away.

A few days later, Purple arrived deep and saw the entrance to the third floor.

As in the first floor, there was no strong presence at the door, just a sharp perception of the purple, still detecting some problems.

He swept his eyes and carefully examined the surrounding area without discovering any abnormality.

But the bad feeling of the mind still exists.

A lot of people came here, but he didn't even see anyone along the way.

Anyone else?

They're all on the third floor.

But Ole said it was difficult to get into the third floor.

After all, once you reach the third floor, all you need to do is serve the Holy Mountain for 100 years.

Impossible. All descendents have the potential to enter the third level, right?

Only three layers are right in front of us, and there are no other suspicious situations along the way.

After hesitation and hesitation, Purple decided to move forward, his goal is the fourth level, how can we stop here?

As we approached the passage, the energy in front began to surge and a strong aura appeared.

So instead of being surprised, Purple smiled slightly. That's right. If you walk smoothly, that's not normal.

Only after seeing the tall figure in front of him, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The other side gave him a strong sense of crisis, such as a mountain of oppression, which came to his face.

“So that's how it is! ”

Purple cursed and cursed, finally figuring out why.

With such a powerful god of war, it's only natural that this place can be lively.

With an earthquake, the Holy Mountain War Spirit stepped forward and the battle axe fell in his hand.

A light appeared in the heavens and the earth, like a flash of lightning split the sky.

Purple's eyes were lit up, and countless lights appeared in sight, with mountainous thicknesses.

His pupils shrunk, lightning rays flashed in front of him, and a strong and horizontal aura appeared.

“Psst!”

The whereabouts of the giant axe were blocked, loud and powerful fluctuations scattered.

An attack that can kill a person's soul with an axe is blocked by purple.

Huge axe blade, held by a small baton, countless lights are shaking, forming a powerful wave after wave.

Holy Mountain City, shout again.

Block the giant axe blow, the purple circle is surrounded by the Holy Charm flying out, it is the Ghost Holy Charm, there are twelve pieces, just appeared, the Purple Charm is conscious came over, again retrieved.

If the presence of the eye is also a form of holy charm, then once killed by a ghost, it would be a waste.

In the purple body, the thunderous soul power injected wildly, the powerful breath surged, purple borrowing backwards.

As he retreated, he put away the stick and the charm pen appeared in his hand.

Above the speculation there is a bright light that looks extraordinary, with a purple pen and spiritual power flowing through the tip of the pen.

He's drawing charms.

Countless spiritual forces, like a storm, emerge from all around and converge towards the purple rays, as if they were a giant vortex.

At the center of the vortex, a fierce aura emerged, a black, double-winged tiger appeared.

Red Ghost Winged Tiger.

Holy Symbols belonging to the rank of man.

It's huge, and it stands in the air, like an empty peak.

That pair of spectacular eyes stared indifferently at the Holy Mountain War Spirit.