Martial World

An aura belonging to Situ Bonan emanated from the old man surnamed Yan, whose body was already dominated by Situ Bonan's battle spirit.

In fact, long before Lin Ming returned to the Pituo Mountain branch, the sea of ​​spirits of the old man surnamed Yan had already been annihilated by Situ Bonan's will.

"To fight with a battle spirit controlling a body, the battle spirit can still be used like this..."

The battle spirit is the will of the warrior, it can control all objects, and can even be poured into the virtual energy field to enhance the power of the energy field. In this way, it is not impossible to control the body.

After Situ Bonan completely controlled the body of the old man surnamed Yan, he flicked his fingers, and a treasure like a hairpin appeared in his palm, whirling.

The hairpin grew rapidly in the rotation, and within a moment, it turned into a long spear as green as jade!

Lin Ming raised his brows when he saw this long spear. It was a top-notch mid-grade treasure.

The old man surnamed Yan didn't use a sword, so the gun obviously wouldn't belong to him. Then it is very likely that this top-notch mid-grade spear is the treasure that Situ Bonan's battle spirit can attach to. After he received the news that the Pituo Mountain branch was bloodbathed by Lin Ming, he used this green spear to send his own weapon. The will is temporarily projected.

When this emerald green spear appeared in Situ Bonan's hands, his aura suddenly changed, becoming full of demonic energy, and several blood-drinking marks flew out from the spear, spinning rapidly.

There are only three seals of blood drinking!

Each of these three blood-drinking seals is half a foot in size. Whole body is dark red. Even a little black, at a glance, you can see that they are full of blood, and they are tempered and unparalleled!

Situ Bonan just asked Zhan Ling to come here. It is impossible to carry the Seal of Blood Drinking. Then there is no doubt. The Blood Drinking Seal should also be attached to the green spear in advance.

"Lin Lanjian, today I will let you see the unique power of the Shenhai powerhouse, just rely on your realm. Don't try to hurt me!"

Situ Bonan said, holding guns in both hands, one shot smashed down at Lin Ming, the black energy turbulent swept up a storm, and the three blood-drinking seals whistled and spun, cutting straight to Lin Ming's head.

Although Situ Bonan's blood-drinking seal was powerful, it was only three ways. Lin Ming's mental energy was highly concentrated, and the thunder and fire mood was poured into the spear. Shot down.

Through the rainbow!

"boom!"

The blood-drinking seal collapsed and flew away. Even with the spring of the gun, Lin Ming could still feel the huge shock from the tiger's mouth, as if it had hit a big mountain.

"broken!"

Lin Ming shouted loudly, and the power of thunder and fire attached to the red spear poured out together, causing a violent explosion. The flames of burning stars that filled the sky rushed towards Situ Bonan like a hundred birds returning to their nests.

Hearing Chi Chi Chi, Situ Bonan couldn't dodge in time, and half of his body was scorched.

However, in the midst of the flames, there was still a crazily sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. He stabbed Lin Ming with a single shot, ignoring his injuries.

Hunyuan gun!

The power of this spear did not contain much real energy, but it distorted the space. The green spear disappeared out of thin air, and then teleported to Lin Ming's dantian, and stabbed it at Lin Ming's dantian!

Jinpeng breaks the void!

Lin Ming's figure disappeared in an instant.

However, Situ Bonan had a very deep understanding of the artistic conception of space, and there was still a dark energy catching up with Lin Ming like a poisonous snake, rushing into his body and wantonly destroying it.

Lin Ming stepped back several dozen feet away, his face pale for a while.

Looking closely, he saw that Situ Bonan was burning with the flames of burning stars, and his limbs were already scorched black. It looked like he was injured much more than Lin Ming, but there was a playful smile on his mouth, obviously he did not care about these injuries. Feel.

If it was a normal martial artist, Lin Ming's first stab would seriously injure him. It was impossible for him to attack Lin Ming for the second time.

"Baby foolish, I've said it long ago, just rely on your realm, don't want to hurt the old man one cent!" Situ Bonan laughed strangely.

Lin Ming's eyes flickered, his face did not show any signs of panic, instead he smiled slightly, as expected.

In fact, from the very beginning of the attack, he just wanted to verify some things, and wanted to know how this kind of battle spirit controlled his body, and now he has verified it.

With the projection of the battle spirit alone, Situ Bonan's combat effectiveness is extremely limited, because he can't use his own real energy, so he can only borrow the real energy in the dantian of the old man surnamed Yan.

In other words, Situ Bonan actually used his Divine Sea Realm moves and combat experience to add on a fifth-layer Fatefall powerhouse to fight against Lin Ming. However, due to the inconsistency of his body will, it was inevitable that he would not be able to use his energy. The place where it melts will affect the combat effectiveness.

Therefore, the trick of using the battle spirit to dominate the body of others is actually very tasteless, that is, it can temporarily play a role when the main body is not there.

Seeing Lin Ming's smile as if everything was under control, Situ Bonan frowned slightly, "Boy, death is imminent, why are you smiling?"

"Situ Laogou, I'm laughing at your lack of news."

"what?"

"What you call the unique power of the Shenhai powerhouse is nothing but a battle spirit. A battle spirit is an invisible will that cannot be killed by physical attacks. What I attacked just now was only the corpse of the old man surnamed Yan. You will not be hurt even if your body is dismantled into eight pieces, and he will abandon this body and attach it to another person..."

"Humph! You are not stupid."

"I don't need you to judge whether I am stupid or not, but I have a deep understanding of your stupidity. Your battle spirit projection is too weak, and it is attached to the old man surnamed Yan and is restricted everywhere, and it can't help me at all!"

"So what if I can't help you, and you can't hurt the old man. As long as the old man follows you, within a quarter of an hour, you will be captured alive by the masters of the Shura Kingdom who have arrived. At that time, the old man will take your soul and torture you. Jie Jie Jie Jie!" Situ Bonan smiled recklessly, as if he had foreseen the scene of catching Lin Ming alive.

Lin Ming chuckled, "That's why I said that you are stupid and the information is blocked, Situ Laogou, don't you know that I realized the battle spirit very early?"

"what!?"

Situ Bonan was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he heard a loud bang, and Situ Bonan's ears roared. The next moment, he only felt that the scene changed suddenly, and he suddenly came to a boundless desert.

Will World?

Situ Bonan's eyes narrowed, and he was able to make the world of will descend, which proved that Lin Ming's battle spirit had taken shape!

In the later stage of Xuandan, there are battle spirits that have broken away from their prototypes?

this kid!

Situ Bonan was shocked. In a sense, the battle spirit is indeed the power of the Shenhai powerhouse, and the fateful powerhouse, even the masters on the destiny list, can comprehend the battle spirit. And very few, as for the comprehension of the battle spirit by the powerful Xuandan, not to mention never, at least in the last thousand years!

"Very good! Lin Lanjian, you are really surprising the old man more and more!"

After Situ Bonan retreated in astonishment, he still had a sinister smile on his face. He didn't panic because Lin Ming also understood the battle spirit. Since the other party was recognized as an ancient genius by many intelligence organizations, he could understand the battle spirit in the later stage of Xuandan. Not too unexpected.

But what about comprehending the spirit of war? You must know that Situ Bonan is already 6,000 years old, and since he was 3,000 years old, his realm has not advanced a step. On the contrary, because of the weakening of the fire of life, his cultivation base is gradually dissipating.

Under such circumstances, Situ Bonan devoted all his energy to the battle spirit. After more than 3,000 years of repeated tempering, although his body was about to die, it could even be said to be almost rotten, but his soul and will still remained. Incomparably powerful!

Situ Bonan had previously asserted that with Lin Ming's realm, don't want to hurt him one bit. It wasn't because he was sure that Lin Ming knew nothing about Zhan Ling, but even if Lin Ming understood some of the ways of Zhan Ling, it was still far from his realm. far!

"Boy, since you have comprehended the battle spirit, it is just right, I will kill you with an absolutely powerful will, and let you have the honor to see the tip of the iceberg of the terrifying power of the Shenhai powerhouse, I will let you know, the absolute gap in cultivation. It’s not something that just a little talent can make up for.”

"drink"

Situ Bonan shouted loudly, and the battle spirit rushed out from the mutilated corpse of the old man surnamed Yan, and turned into a troll in the sky. The sharp and cold halberd, the muscles of the whole body are pierced.

This troll is what Situ Bonan imagined, the incarnation of the battle spirit itself.

"Eat my halberd!"

Situ Bonan's body made a series of explosions. He held the pitch-black halberd and smashed it down at Lin Ming. Facing this blow, Lin Ming remained calm. With a flash of light, the bronze battle spirit in the sea of ​​​​spirits roared out!

"Crack!"

The void was completely shattered, and in Lin Ming's spiritual sea, the blue-blue battle spirit with the thickness of chopsticks soared billions of times in an instant, turning into a huge spear several hundred miles long, and the tip of the spear pierced the sky!

Lin Ming swung the huge spear and smashed it down like an Optimus Prime!

"what?"

Situ Bonan looked at the huge spear in front of him that was hundreds of times thicker than his body, and compared with the black halberd that was only two inches thick in his hand.

That thick blue-gray brilliance... Could it be...

Bronze Dacheng Battle Spirit! ? (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )