Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

"It's Mantis!"

"The legendary God of War!"

"kill him!"

……

"It's Mantis...it's impossible for us to defeat him...it's impossible..."

On the battlefield, he has gradually become a name that frightens his enemies.

……

"Mantis, you have carried too much, you should rest."

The warrior god of the Murong family once said to him.

"Ant, you don't understand."

……

"You are actually dead."

A few years ago, a little girl with golden eyes said to him seriously.

……

"I am dead?"

"I am indeed dead."

"Died one hundred and twenty years ago."

"In that battle that decided the life and death of the Murong family."

……

"Brother Mantis, why are you still here! That kid suddenly broke out. We are no match for him. We need you to take action!"

Murong Ji quickly arrived at Surabaya Ping.

Murong Mandarin still stood among the reeds blankly.

Eyes lost.

There was no reaction at all to Murong Ji's words.

"Brother Mantis, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Chu noticed something was wrong with Murong Mandarin and quickly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

But Murong Chang still didn't respond.

His lips moved slightly, as if he was mumbling something.

A very weak voice.

Murong Ji came closer and finally heard clearly.

Murong Mandarin kept repeating one sentence.

"I am already dead……"

……

fifty miles away.

A carriage retreated again and again.

Under the horrific aftermath of the battle, Hao Yu had to force Longhuju to retreat.

in the carriage.

Qingyue was worried about the black disaster.

The power of this battle was too terrifying.

But Li Mu didn't even bring about the evil, which made her uncontrollably worried.

"Qingyue...look."

Murong Wan suddenly pulled Qingyue's arm.

Bed.

Zhao Yuer still closed her eyes tightly.

But there was a faint golden light between the gaps of the eyelids.

It's a very weak light, and it's easy to miss even if you look carefully.

"This is……"

Qingyue was also quite surprised and confused.

……

three minutes.

Not long.

Sometimes things may pass by quietly if you don't pay attention.

But for a battle.

Three minutes is enough to decide the outcome.

Sometimes, the stronger the battle, the shorter the time to decide the outcome.

The morning sun is exceptionally bright.

The sky was clear.

The earth is bright.

A pure river without any debris.

It flows slowly among the mountains and fields.

By the river, the land was full of messes.

A figure covered in blood.

He carried a long spear on his shoulder.

Two corpses were attached to the gun.

Go upstream against the flow of the river.

One corpse was that of a skinny old woman, and the other was as majestic as a bear.

Li Mu was expressionless.

Only those eyes were still blood red, like a sea of ​​blood rushing.

The power of Yuxi even exceeded Li Mu's own imagination.

In addition, the Jiuding cast body is particularly suitable for this power, and the Qi of Fa Xiu, the power that Li Mu can borrow far exceeds the limit of his own strength.

At this moment, his power has reached a terrifying level.

An ordinary twelve-level enemy is no more than one of them!

Murong Die, the blood tyrant, has all died at his hands.

The rest of the eleventh level beings were slaughtered conveniently.

Only the Ice Tyrant escaped from Li Mu's hands.

But it's not important.

Li Mu actually didn't want to stop him.

Anyway, sooner or later he will go to the so-called demon country.

Now, what he needs to do is simple.

Killing anyone who stands in his way.

Human or not.

He knew that this time, the biggest obstacles were not these.

But he didn't know why the strongest one didn't show up.

But he can feel it.

He didn't leave.

Just ahead.

Then, the rest doesn't matter.

Just keep moving forward.

Just kill all those who stand in the way.

Step by step.

behind it.

A large amount of blood dripped, forming a path stained red with blood.

Finally, he came to the reeds in Surabaya.

Among the dense reeds ahead.

A tall and thin figure was vaguely visible.

Stand blankly.

"Brother Mantis!"

Murong Earthen was suddenly shocked.

He saw Li Mu.

I also saw two corpses on the bee stinger!

No matter how he called, Murong Chang always seemed to be possessed and did not respond at all.

"This guy's strength is beyond everyone's imagination!"

The moment Li Mu approached.

Murong Ji didn't hesitate at all.

He immediately fled in the direction of Tianling City.

Li Mu did not pursue him.

He just walked through the reed field step by step.

Gradually approach that figure.

White reed flowers flutter in the wind.

Constantly swaying.

The bright red blood turns the white reed flowers into filthy.

As Li Mu approached.

Murong Zhang's eyes, which were originally absent-minded, suddenly regained focus.

He slowly turned around and looked at Li Mu.

When he saw the body on Li Mu's gun.

His eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"I……"

Murong Mandarin's voice was hoarse and weak, like the low howl of a dying person:

"I'm actually already dead."

"I see."

Li Mu nodded.

The blood in his eyes has not dimmed at all.

"I did a wrong thing."

"Retribution is coming."

"Yeah." Li Mu nodded again.

"I figured out a lot of things."

"Mantis, he's dead."

"The only one alive is Murong."

White reed flowers drifted.

The bright sunlight fell on the old face through the reeds.

The already sluggish face became more energetic.

"I don't want this, but you brought her body."

"Too many people have died in this world."

Li Mu shook off the two corpses from the stingers.

He looked calm.

"Makes sense..."

"I really don't want to kill you. He is very weak now and can't trap me..."

"Cough cough..."

Murong Mandarin's tall and thin figure suddenly became a little rickety, as if he was so weak that he couldn't stand up straight for some reason.

"I understand, you are trapping yourself."

Li Mu nodded again.

This person in front of you.

He knew that his name was Murong Chang.

Murong Mantra was very different.

As a warrior's intuition, Li Mu could clearly sense the difference in him.

This is the real opponent.

He did not recommend having a few words with him.

After all...from now on, no matter whether Li Mu dies or not, Murong Mantis will definitely die.

"My name is Mantis..."

Murong Chang's figure completely stooped.

Both arms and head were hanging down, as if there was no more strength left.

But at this moment, a terrifying aura filled the air from that old body.

Li Mu couldn't help but retreat hundreds of meters.

The layers of reeds couldn't help but bend their waists.

It seems to be worshiping.

puff!

An arm emerged from Murong Mandarin's back.

A long and powerful arm.

Then, a head.

The water chestnuts are distinct and the eyebrows are sharp.

The other arm, the body...

The man who emerged from Murong Mantra's body stood up straight.

At over [-] meters tall, he is a little taller than Murong Mandarin.

Just like... young Murong Mandarin.

No, he is not Murong Mandarin! He is a mantis!

That dead mantis.

Return from hell!

Return to this world.

Fulfill his, or "their", last wish.

Stop Li Mu!

Kill Li Mu!