Chapter 718 The End of the Holy Sword

At the moment when the spear came, Zhao Mu had countless chaotic thoughts in his mind, racking his brains to find a way to break it, but in the end it was all in vain.

He had already accepted his fate.

Since he couldn't avoid it, he would just face it head-on.

The giant body of the ancient saint and the Qinghuang fighting spirit were activated at the same time.

The power of protection enveloped the whole body.

The power of the fighting fairy armor was ups and downs.

The power of the emperor's bloodline was fully activated.

Boom!

At the same time, Delemxiu's spear accurately pierced Zhao Mu's chest.

The fighting fairy armor cracked with a sound.

The power of the spear did not decrease at all, and the tip of the spear fiercely pierced Zhao Mu's chest.

But less than a millimeter away from Zhao Mu's skin, the tip of the spear was blocked and could not move forward any further.

Seeing this scene, Delemxiu raised his eyebrows.

"Your strength has not disappointed me. Tell me your name. Your name is worthy of being remembered in my memory."

"I am your uncle!"

Zhao Mu was not a gentle knight. After swearing, he grasped the spear, and the ancient body of the Holy Ancient urged his body to become huge, forcibly bending the spear, and slapped Delemxiu with a palm.

Delemxiu remained calm in the face of danger, raised his shield with his other hand, and made a blocking gesture.

There was a loud bang.

Delemxiu's arm was numb from the shock, and the Holy Fire Crystal Shield in his hand was blown away and fell to the ground and shattered. The fire burned out, leaving only glass shards on the ground.

As if he had a premonition that the situation was not right, Delemxiu was as agile as a rabbit, and flashed to the back flexibly, avoiding Zhao Mu's frontal attack, and even gave up the spear in his hand to dodge.

Zhao Mubai picked up a spear, turned the spear head, held the spear with both hands, and swung it like a bell, then pounced and stabbed at Dremxiu.

Dremxiu's expression became solemn for the first time, and he didn't care about his chivalry anymore, and roared: "Ancient God, grant me infinite power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dremxiu's eyes burst into a dark luster, and his aura instantly changed from scorching sun to cold and dark, and the bright red armor on his body also turned into dark and cold black armor.

Faintly, Zhao Mu seemed to see the shadow of a god behind Dremxiu.

It was an ugly evil god with a pair of sharp hands like claws. At this moment, he spread his hands to cover Dremxu. At the same time, strange patterns burned on Dremxu's black armor, like a spell, and even penetrated into Dremxu's skin, making his expression become painful and twisted.

Zhao Mu didn't care about that. The spear had already stabbed towards Dremxu fiercely.

With a sizzling sound, the spear went straight through Dremxu's chest and stabbed out from his back.

But Dremxu, who originally looked painful, showed a strange pale smile at this moment.

He ignored the pain, stepped forward against the penetration damage of the spear, and grabbed Zhao Mu's arms.

"Listen, feel, tremble, this is the motto of the ancient god, he will eventually teach you and me, all the truths in this world!"

"Madman..."

Zhao Mu raised his arms and lifted up Dremxiu's body with his spear, and threw him out like a discus.

Draymushu hit the wall and his body completely disappeared into the wall.

But he didn't seem to be hurt.

The next second, he crawled out with a hideous smile, shook off the dust on his body, and said in a very disappointed tone: "It seems that you rejected the call of the ancient god. Very good, then accept the cause and effect of death!"

Draymushu stretched out his hand.

In an instant, the spear in Zhao Mu's hand began to hum and tremble, and tried his best to break free from Zhao Mu's hand.

Zhao Mu tried to hold on, but the frequency of the spear's vibration became faster and faster, and his palm was numb, and he let the spear fly out without paying attention.

Delemxiu held the spear again and held it upright in front of his chest, his expression became extremely resolute.

"Funeral Requiem, now playing!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire stone chamber space became unusually bright.

The dazzling light burst out from nowhere, and even Zhao Mu could hardly open his eyes.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis enveloped Zhao Mu.

He tried to open his eyes, and vaguely saw that in the strong light, tens of thousands of spears pointed their guns at him.

Zhao Mu even felt that every cell in his body was locked by murderous intent.

What kind of weird trick is this?

Sentencing himself to death?

It's quite grand.

Zhao Mu shook his head, he knew he couldn't play anymore.

Facing this level of enemy, if he got out of control, it would be a bad ending.

Zhao Mu raised his head, held his hands in front of his chest, and pulled out a strange sword made of dragon spine from his chest.

Sacred object, dragon bone holy sword!

Zhao Mu didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to use the Dragon Bone Holy Sword so soon.

Let me feel the power of the holy object.

At the same time, Delemxiu shouted with supreme majesty: "Divine Punishment - The Execution Song of the Ancient God!"

Thousands of gun shadows fell at the same time, bringing the tremor of death.

Zhao Mu took his time, raised the Dragon Bone Holy Sword, held it across his chest, and swept it out with one sword.

Buzz...

The harsh sound waves were deafening, the sound of gunfire and the roar of dragons went hand in hand, and the dazzling light drowned everything.

Before Lan Ruo could react, she was dragged out of the stone chamber by the golden-horned beast.

Her head was buzzing.

Lan Ruo was stunned for a long time before she recovered.

Her eardrums had been broken. If it weren't for the huge body of the golden-horned beast that blocked most of the shock wave for her, she would have been in danger of her life.

Too terrifying.

Too powerful.

Is this Zhao Mu's true strength?

After a long time, the stone chamber returned to calm.

Lan Ruo rushed in to check the situation.

But she saw Zhao Mu walking towards her with a leisurely pace, his body spotless.

Lan Ruo was relieved immediately.

She looked into the stone chamber again, looking for Delemxiu's figure.

After searching for a long time, she saw some broken human tissue on the ceiling.

But it was only a small part.

The rest... I'm afraid they have all turned to ashes.

Zhao Mu smiled at Lan Ruo faintly: "Do you still want to fight with me? Otherwise, you can take the initiative to admit defeat now. Isn't it just calling me brother? It also makes you look younger, and it's not a loss."

Lan Ruo was speechless.

What should I do? This guy is so strong, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to defeat him.

Do you really have to admit defeat and call me brother?

Asking her to call a 20-year-old boy brother, how can she say that.

"Who said I want to admit defeat? Before we fight, it is unknown who will win or lose, but... I ask to postpone the time of the competition. I have to be fully prepared before I can fight with you." Lan Ruo started to play rogue.

Anyway, there is no time limit for the competition. As long as she delays long enough, Zhao Mu's wish for her to call him brother will never come true.

"Okay, okay, the dignified fairy Lan Ruo is not trustworthy, right? If I spread this matter, I don't know how the disciples of Xianyuan Sect will look at you, the senior sister."

"You... don't talk nonsense, I... I admit defeat, isn't it just calling you brother, it won't lose a piece of meat, I'll call you."

"Wrong, it's not just once, it's for life, from now on, whenever you see me, you have to call me brother Mu." Zhao Mu laughed.