The Return of the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 44 - Destroy Me

The Wu tribe, even in the great nineteenth heaven, was also an extremely powerful race. Their physical bodies were extremely fragile, but every member of the tribe had magical, killing and invisible magic.

Blood burial was only the lowest level magic among the magicians, but even so, it was enough to shock Lin Feng.

“No, this is not the actual blood burial technique of the Wu tribe. Although it was very similar to the blood burial technique of the Wu tribe, it only looked like a god.”

"However, if it is the blood burial technique of the real Wu tribe, let alone Luo Lao and Feng Lao, I fear that the entire Luo family will be buried in villas and villas."

Magic is very powerful. He knew very well that even the lowest level of blood burial was amazing.

If it was the highest level of sorcery, it would have been enough to sacrifice an entire planet, even a star field.

“Although it is not a real courtesy, but with the existence of fine dining everywhere, it must have something to do with fine dining. Possibly ... It is also magic inherited by magic. It was originally magic. The actual blood burial technique of the clan had only gone through a long time, and the inheritance seemed incomplete, which led to the situation that seemed to be divorced just now. “

“This possibility is still very large, from ten.”

“So it seems like in the past on earth, there might be a Witch race at some time.”

Returning to God, Lin Feng wondered silently in his heart.

After much deliberation, he felt that this was the only possibility that could explain the burial of the god blood of the Wu tribe.

“If this is the case, then this place on earth is really getting interesting.”

At this point, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes with interest.

Based on the status quo of the earth, even if it was supported by Jiu Pin Ju Ling Da Zhen Tian Zai Zhen, and the potion, it was only innate.

However, the appearance of the Witch's legacy had given him hope that since there was a Witch's existence at some time on earth in the past, the possibility of other powerful races also existed. This powerful existence might exist somewhere on earth. In the corner, some relics are left. If this relic could be found, even if it was Yuanyuan, there would be no problem.

It might even break through the disturbance, which was a huge barrier to the world. If he could truly break through the disturbance, he could forcibly ascend to the ninth heaven with the help of a mystery. At that time, he will succeed in the ninth heaven with the experience of thousands of years ago Breaking through the realm of Emperors, you can return to earth regardless of the charm of the channel, and bring relatives, lovers, lovers, your closest friend, ascend the Nine Realms of Heaven, and gain a longer lifespan.

"Witch tribes, blood burial?"

"Sir Lin, what are you talking about?"

The Luo Family asked nervously, and even Luo and Feng were both nervous.

"This is the blood burial technique of the Wu tribe."

Along the direction of Lin Feng's finger, the Luo family quickly discovered the problem.

In the basement, there was a puppet. The puppet was red all over the body, as if covered in blood. It was carved with solid runes and was also wrapped in a dense red silk thread.

"Sir Lin, what are you doing now?" The Luo Family panicked, helpless.

Such a thing, they had never seen it, even Luo Luo and Feng Lao. The most important thing is the mysterious atmosphere above, which is strange in its simplicity and reveals a sinister atmosphere. Impressively, just one glance made them like a falling ice cave.

Looking directly at the reddish-filled puppet was even more frightening, like facing death, and there was even the illusion that one's vitality was constantly losing to such a puppet.

It was just a moment and an unprecedented unknown fear enveloped the hearts of all the members of the Luo family. Even Luo Lao and Feng Lao, the two strong warriors, could not help but frown.

"It's broken."

Lin Feng was dismissed.

The Luo Family hissed deeply and bowed, earnestly.

“Crack for me.”

Lin Feng flicked his finger, and a sharp white mang flew from his fingertips, directly sinking into the copper spikes in the position of the navel of the puppet.

In his previous life, he had been in contact with many and many races in Jiuzhong Heaven. He had also spoken to the old ancestor of the Wu clan for three days and three nights. Although such red puppet magic was not the actual blood burial technique of the witch family, it had the same purpose and was generally the same.

The technique of burying blood, a copper nail attached to the eye of the navel, is the key to the technique of burying whole blood. Just destroy the copper spikes, and the entire blood burial technique will collapse.

The same goes for red dolls.

Oho!

When Bai Mang hit the copper nail, the copper nail emitted a thick blood red glow, blocking Bai Mang from the copper nail.

Both of them collided with a loud noise.

“Om, um, bum ..”

Bai Mang and the blood red light continued to collide, one time more ferocious than the other, and the sound of the collision changed from the original hum to the roar of a thunderous explosion.

The roar was loud. Everyone except Lin Feng felt like thunder was exploding in his ears, his head was crushed, and his eyes were confused.

Luo Lao and Feng Lao were good martial arts practitioners. Both conditions are better. Instead, Luo Zicheng and his parents were crouching with their ears closed. Flashing stars appeared in their eyes.

"Well .. it's a little insulting to you!"

Lin Feng increased his strength, and the white tent that emitted was thicker and brighter, and he instantly wrapped the blood red light completely.

"explosion!"

On the red puppet, an even more intense blood red radiance burst forth. This blood-red ray desperately refused to swallow Baimang while covering him up.

“Buzz..”

The white and blood red entanglements were entangled with each other, and a louder humming broke out.

The continuous roars, even the harsher Dementors, even Luo Lao and Feng Lao could not bear to cover their ears. As for Luo Zicheng and his parents, his eye sockets and ears already emitted a hint of red color. Blood, and then the three of them darkened before fainting.

"Mr Lin ..." Luo Lao and Feng Lao said nervously.

“Confirm, it's okay.” Lin Feng nodded gesturing, his eyes constantly fixed on the blood red light that was trying to fight back, "the grasshopper is blocking the car and can't help it."

In the previous shot, he had only used less than 30% of his strength. After all, in his view, breaking this seemingly ridiculous blood burial technique, but it was only a pediatric tool, but he never thought that he looked down on the Divine blood burial that looked like this.

"Destroy me!"

Lin Feng shouted and at the same time increased his strength to 50%.

The dazzling white tent, which had become dazzling, started to become dazzling. The entire basement began to be filled with this dazzling white tent, and the sense of darkness completely disappeared. Instead, it was very bright.

The feeling was like from a dark night to a sunny day.