Chapter 215: Three palms open the mountain (Part 2) Happy weekend!

"Strength to draw mountains" and "Qilin Arm", two destiny divine talismans silently blessed on their left arm. Wu Luo can control these two destiny divine talismans. Unlike "Million-Man Slaughter", he can only control them through the "Tenkong of Gods", so every time they appear, they will be earth-shaking.

Although the two destiny talismans are silent, their strength cannot be underestimated. Especially the "Strength to the Mountain", after finding the second fragment, its power has increased several times.

The blessing of the two destiny talismans, "Li Piece Mountain" can't see any effect, but the "Qilin Arm" is different. A trace of golden flame floats out from the arm, tangling and twisting with the dark wind around, howling in the wind, and the fire light soars into the sky!

Have people in this world ever seen such power?

The soldiers behind were so scared that their legs were weak, and now they couldn't walk. The soldiers who were inferior in strength saw this scene through the human slits and almost urinated their pants!

Wu Luo grinned, smiled grimly, and walked slowly over.

Gangfeng seemed to want to show his existence and stop Wu Luo. However, Wu Luo's steps were calm, giving people a feeling that even if a mountain was in front of him, it would be difficult to stop him.

"He, he, he, what do he want to do..."

Ji Longtao stuttered. Although he felt that this was too shameless, his tribe leader should not be afraid of being like this. But he could not control himself, his tongue and lips were a little out of control, and his upper and lower teeth kept colliding, making noises.

Everyone wanted to know the answer to his question. Looking at a person who was not afraid of the strong wind, terrible flames burning on his arms, walking over step by step. For these people, they would never imagine a more terrifying picture than before their eyes in their lifetime.

"Ah——" Finally someone collapsed, his pupils dilated in fear, and his divine light dissipated: "Don't come over, we are many people, we will kill you, don't come over, don't come over, you devil..."

Everyone's hearts sank: Devil! That's right, now only this word can describe Wu Luo, the devil who burns his body, the devil who is not afraid of the wind!

The devil, who made it difficult for them to have a trace of resistance in their hearts, was approaching step by step. The people from the Ji tribe behind were already scared to their faces and tears and twitching constantly.

On the way they came, they were complacent, thinking that Wu Luo was just like this, and the treasures in Ji Longtao's hand could easily suppress Wu Luo. Now it seems that their original thoughts were so naive and ridiculous. At that time, they showed that kind of smug appearance, which was even more funny in Wu Luo's eyes.

At that time, the devil outside must be secretly mocking him in his heart?

Although they were all reluctant, the short distance arrived soon. Wu Luo, with a storm of flames on his left arm, stood outside the tunnel, and he smiled at everyone habitually, his teeth were white, as if there was a cold light flashing.

"call……"

His left hand slowly lifted up and gently pressed on the layer of spiritual light. This layer of spiritual light was condensed by the power of dozens of magic weapons.

These magic weapons were once thriving in the vast world and were once glorious. However, all the brilliant glory was washed away by time and was pale and fragile. Now, these magic weapons are the last heroes and beauties in their late days. How can they be the opponent of the two destiny talismans?

The Qilin Divine Fire was burning in a slight light, and the powerful force pushed it, and the flames easily burned through the light of inspiration. Wu Luo tucked his five fingers and extremely powerfully captured all the magic weapons. The patriarchs and warriors of the tribes felt that they were empty in their hands and the treasure disappeared.

Dozens of magic weapons were captured by Wu Luo on their heads. With a hard grip on their left hand, the dozens of treasures were all turned into pieces.

"Ah--" Everyone was stunned. In their opinion, these treasures were invincible. Only treasures could defeat treasures, and human power could not match them. This is also common sense in the underground world, just like the storm of wind is unstoppable.

But Wu Luo once again broke their common sense. A person, dozens of treasures, was crushed to pieces just by raising his hand.

"boom!"

A roar and roar, without the blockage of spiritual light, the gale of wind rushed into the tunnel, and the tribe leaders in front instantly exploded into a bloody mist in the wind!

Everyone cried and howled, and fled to the pit island with no life.

"Want to run?" Wu Luo frowned slightly. There were dozens of people inside, and the pit on the island was extremely complicated. If they really wanted them to run in and search for them one by one, it would be a troublesome thing.

He suddenly raised his left arm, and the golden flame suddenly became strong, and the flames were like snakes, extending ten feet long. The left arm shone in full light, and a huge flame palm print transformed into the air. With the powerful force of "strength to pull the mountain", he broke through the air and made a shrill roar, thundering on the mountain wall.

"Dong!"

The entire Eagle Horn Mountain swayed slightly. The people running around in the tunnel were buzzing with huge echoes. Someone asked in surprise: "What are he doing!?"

They hadn't actually ran far, and those who were behind could still see the situation outside the tunnel. When those people looked back, they were so scared that they were all scared. They just subconsciously shouted "My God," and then Wu Luo's second palm fell down again.

The power of this palm is even stronger than before. With a loud bang, the mountains are like bells, and the huge palms are like hammers. The loud bang passes through mountains and ridges, reaching hundreds of miles away. The roar will not echo in the tunnel, and the gravel on the heads will fall down, and the soldiers of various tribes will bleed.

"What's going on!" Everyone rushed to the back, wanting to see what was going on.

Wu Luo raised his left arm, and the fierce flames had wrapped him up. The golden flames and the black gale seemed to be indifferent to each other, and it was like the wind assisting the fire. A black gale of wind swirled around Wu Luo. The Qilin divine fire whistled in the gale wind, turning into a golden pillar of fire and rushed hundreds of feet high.

Wu Luo came out his palm for the third time. The shadow of the flame palm flew out of his body and expanded rapidly. When he was printed on the mountain wall, it was already a hundred feet in size.

"Dong!"

The earth shook, and Wu Luo also took several steps back under the huge recoil force.

"He's crazy!" The *** in the pit island shouted: "What is he doing? Are he going to break a mountain? How could it be..." Before he finished speaking, Eagle Point Mountain suddenly made a crisp sound in the violent swaying.

“Ka…”

Everyone raised their heads and saw a clear crack on the rock structure above their heads.

It may be clearer from the outside. Just as Wu Luo's gaze, a crack appeared from the place where his huge flame palm hit him just now. After a moment of pause, it quickly extended upwards.

"Ticticaca..." In the end, the crack reached the top of the mountain, just at the position of the eagle horn. The eagle horn resisted tenaciously for a while and finally couldn't bear it and broke with a bang.

As soon as the crack appeared, the powerful gale breeze penetrated in every hole, roaring through the entire Eagle Roaring Mountain, the wind roared and the human voice screamed. In an instant, dozens of warriors, for the powerful gale breeze, extinguishing their life fire was easy, but it was just a blood mist.

For them, common sense is still common sense, and no one can escape from the wind. The three palms of Wuluo opened the mountain and destined to have their death without a burial place.

The wind was still howling, and the golden flames were rolling higher and higher. The figure was as tall as a mountain, with huge and vast darkness behind it, as if it was fading away, and dawn was coming.

Although "strengthly pulling mountains" is not complete and cannot achieve the real effect of pulling mountains, it is barely possible to open the mountain with three palms.

Yingjiao Mountain cracked from the middle, and a series of spiritual lights could be seen vaguely. This mountain is the treasure of this world. When Wu Luo was at the top of the peak, he just swept his spiritual sense and found dozens of magic weapons hidden under the rock shell. How many magic weapons are there in the entire Yingjiao Mountain?

The inspiration was shining among the cracked mountains.

The howling wind seemed to awaken these ancient visitors.

With a crisp sound of "ping", a light of inspiration broke free from the constraints of the mountain wall and flew into the sky. Then another light of inspiration was soon connected into a piece of sound, countless lights flew, and all the magic weapons broke out, forming a huge halo over the cracked Eagle Mountain.

The halo is colorful and extremely beautiful. These magic weapons seem to be a little nostalgic about Eagle Horn Mountain, just like taking a last look before leaving.

But Wu Luo felt a little strange: the Eagle Horn Mountain seemed to have not been broken yet. Something was still in shackles.

This strange feeling came from a place he had always been curious about, the eagle horn.

The eagle horns had already split into two halves. Wu Luo looked from the bottom of the mountain and the cracked eagle horns were black and could not see clearly. According to Wu Luo's realm, thousands of feet away, even at night, he should be able to see clearly. But just like some power conceals the truth, he just couldn't see clearly.

Wu Luo was about to fly up and see clearly, and the entire Eagle Corner Mountain suddenly swayed.

Yingjiao Mountain has broken into two halves and is already unstable. Suddenly, it was swayed by some force. The two peaks only persisted for a moment, and then fell down with a loud bang.

What kind of momentum is it like when a peak of two thousand feet falls down!

Wu Luo had to retreat and avoid it. The huge rock fell in four or four, shot out like a cannonball, and was urged by the strong wind, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

However, the other magic weapons that were originally trapped in the two peaks finally had the opportunity to break free, and a series of spiritual lights rose in the dark wind and joined the huge aperture in the sky.

The aperture is slowly moving, and the combined power of many magic weapons can even resist the gale wind.

When everything was settled, Wu Luo narrowed his eyes because he felt a force slowly awakening. The momentum was constantly expanding, and soon it swept across Wu Luo's whole body like a layer of water waves, covering a range of dozens of miles.

In the sky, the huge aperture began to panic. The smooth trajectory was also disrupted. Many magic weapons were distracted and seemed to be extremely afraid of the momentum. Some magic weapons trembled slightly, and they wanted to escape from the aperture, but they were a little afraid. Once they left the large army, they would be easily killed.
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