Facing this horrifying scene, Lin Shengtian just laughed softly

"A little trick, show off your skills!"

Although the gap in strength was too big and just a moment of daze, Lin Shengtian stopped his mind and automatically escaped from the illusion.

But this music did not have no effect on him, or to some extent, it had a magnificent effect.

There is also hatred and fear caused by resentment in my heart, and occasionally there is an urge to kill everything around me, but what is even more fatal is that other parts of my body begin to become restless.

He even faintly heard the roar of hatred.

That is the resentment of those powerful creatures who are integrated into their bodies.

But everything is suppressed deep in my heart.

"Haha, if it were half a year ago, before the decisive battle, I heard this song, maybe I would be defeated without a fight, but now I am promoted to level B?"

He heard a cold snorting, his right arm swelled slightly, and gradually appeared with scales, each of which was very strong, making people unable to think of breaking it.

At the same time, a black dragon phantom also appeared.

Its wings spread out, its neck was raised, and it roared silently.

A wave of uncovered dragon power echoed with the roar.

When the dragon power passed, even William was pale. The other sorcerers, spiritists, and knights were even more unbearable. They were sweating constantly, their limbs were sore and weak. Even though they knew that the other party would not hurt him, they were in great fear and almost collapsed on the ground.

And the sniper who relies more on foreign objects is even more unbearable.

His hands were still shaking and looking for items to resist the dragon's power in his chest, but he was already lying on the ground and almost incontinent.

They were so scared. What kind of hatred or resentment?

Even when some people faced the fear that was engraved deep in their hearts, they still had blood in their eyes, but their bodies were sore and weak, and they did not even have the strength to attack Lin Shengtian.

Only those six priests, who have the faith of gods, seem better—but they also have the same resistance to the ancient battlefield texts of green-clothed bamboo.

Although Lin Shengtian does not have the corresponding illusion skills and does not deliberately prepare special illusion-breaking items, one method can directly crush everything with strength!

The souls of the wronged cried, and ripples rose on the gates of the tombs, and black shadows were twisted, stretched, and claws were spreading. Lin Shengtian was not afraid at all.

He didn't want to call the sorcerers, and the spiritists took action.

He waved his hand casually in the long laughter, hitting the gates of several tombs beside him, and completely dispersed the unformed black shadows.

"Haha, the ghosts that had emerged one after another were just Er'er, are you still afraid of the few minions hiding here?"

Suddenly his invincible right hand stagnated.

A stream of black gas actually appeared directly in his hands.

But it was just another cold snorted.

"The last obsession and resentment of the ghosts who were killed before?"

"You are not afraid before you die, and you are just like that after you die. Now, those things that have not completely disappeared are still bluffing?"

The scales on the right arm gradually emitted light, and flames ignited where the light rose. Just like the snow of the hot soup, these black air shadows completely dissipated in almost instant.

The music continues unyieldingly.

Looking at the corridor where no one was around, Lin Shengtian did not continue to bombard blindly.

He paused for a moment, and the originally ordinary eyes changed rapidly, and eventually turned into strange golden vertical pupils.

All human emotions seem to have been abandoned. Only the cold and indifference of birds in nature.

This is the pupil of the golden-winged thunderbird!

Lin Shengtian is regarded as a great druid, not the indigenous people's knowledge. However, although he is different from the conventional druids, he cannot cast many natural spells. He can also use the power of many powerful species!

The black dragon, the golden-winged thunderbird, not all!

The golden-winged thunderbird shines through the illusion, and even in a light environment, you can see thousands of meters away!

Although the golden-winged thunderbird is not Lin Shengtian's main attack direction, and the magical features it has been used are less than half as good as before, but it is enough.

But Lin Shengtian Ning looked forward and saw only a clear space.

"No, it's impossible to hide that far away."

Lin Shengtian's heart moved and suddenly looked at the surrounding mausoleum gate.

The golden vertical pupils contracted slightly and ran with all their strength. This thick stone door became thinner and thinner in the eyes of "it".

One second, two seconds, gradually, under the influence of some supernatural force, he directly passed through the thick stone door and saw the scene behind him.

"This, not."

"But this," he turned his head and swept towards the stone door on the left, showing a cruel smile.

"Little mouse, I've caught you."

He shouted softly, the golden vertical pupils faded, and the black dragon phantom appeared again.

His right arm suddenly swelled several times, and with the roar of the black dragon, he rushed towards the stone gate with all his strength.

Although the gate of this tomb is called a stone gate, it has been said before that its material is quite special, but it looks like it, but it is not completely stone.

It is even half a meter thick, and even rocket shells cannot be blown away.

Lin Shengtian's punch is really comparable to a real dragon. It is condensed in the tiny human body and is even more powerful. If Gu Cheng was hit on the front without resisting, he would probably end up killing with one punch.

But when he hit the door, he did not immediately open.

On the contrary, the clenched right fist's tip was slightly broken due to the reaction force of the powerful force.

At this moment, a silver light of light slashed straight down from nowhere, attacking the intruders who destroyed the great royal tombs.

The electric light was extremely fast. Even if Lin Shengtian had the help of the realm, he had no time to dodge and was hit by force.

But the left arm that blocked the front was just slightly burnt.

Perhaps, it is simply that it is so power that there is no need to dodge!

Lin Shengtian smiled disdainfully, but he was a little surprised by the hardness of the stone gate, but he didn't care too much. He punched down again, and the dust was shaking around, and the whole space seemed to be trembling.

If you are more careful, you will repeatedly bombard it with one punch. Even if something that reaches the highest level of Mohs hardness is about to be blown open. Although the stone gate has not yet collapsed completely, pits continue to appear, stones fly around, and the thickness of half a meter is rapidly shrinking.

Although Lin Shengtian's fist was also shattered, blood was constantly flowing out due to the broken skin, and the blood was scattered and dyed the surroundings red.

But at the same time, it is also repairing rapidly.

It seemed that the next punch hit, shattering the scales and shattering the skin, causing blood, and the injuries caused by the previous punch have healed.

Although he is confident and angry, Lin Shengtian will never weaken his strength in unnecessary places!

Fifth punch!

Sixth punch!

A small hole was finally blasted out of the entire stone gate.

The ninth punch!

The tenth punch!

A path that can accommodate one person is also fully opened!

There was no hesitation, and concern about possible ambush.

Lin Shengtian simply crashed into the tomb.

"Haha, die!"

"The poor rat who can only escape from the east and the west!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!