Tick.

Blood flows down.

Lin was covered in blood, holding a corpse in her hand, and threw it forward lightly.

The corpse drew a parabola and landed far away on the pile of corpses.

Kill another one.

Lin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and put on a defensive move.

She was like a tough rock. Although she was silent, she blocked the group of monks for Anna.

That was a group of powerful practitioners.

Because of fearing Lin's strength, they attacked in batches and consumed Lin's power through wheel battles.

But Lin couldn't chase too far.

Because she had to guard Anna's surroundings and make sure Anna was not injured.

Such a battle is really frustrating.

But there is no way.

On this peak of the inheritance of the God of Death, the battle gradually came to an end.

Lin no longer has much power to stop these monks from getting closer.

Anna was quietly floating in the air on the altar on the mountain top behind her, holding a black long-handled sickle in her hand, closing her eyes, and chanting something in her mouth, as if a special ceremony was being performed.

She has not completed the inheritance of the God of Death.

Opposite the two women, an old man walked out of the monk.

"I really admire the martial arts realm and skills. I have observed it for a long time and have benefited a lot. After I go back to seclusion, my cultivation level will definitely reach a higher level."

Lin twitched the corners of her mouth and said sarcastically: "I benefited a lot. I don't even dare to beat me. I only know that I'll send my subordinates to die. Your insights are all fake."

The old man's face gradually became gloomy.

Yes, as the leader and the strongest monk, I have never dared to take action personally because I foresee the strength of the other party.

This really hurts one's reputation.

The old man secretly hated him, but his face remained silent, and raised his hand and slapped him.

A monk came forward to report: "Sir, according to my feeling, she is still half physically left and is seriously injured and can no longer continue to fight with all her strength."

The old man showed a smile that was sure to win.

"Female warrior, although you are about to die, you can actually learn something from this incident, which can be used to say it in one word."

"There are few and no one can defeat the majority."

After hearing this, Lin said calmly: "Death is the destination of the warrior, and I was not surprised at all."

She raised her hands, one hand turned into a fist and the other hand turned into a palm, and her aura suddenly changed.

"Excuse me!"

She shouted violently, and a surging white light surged on her body.

At her feet, the entire mountain top seemed to be captured by some overly powerful force, trembling slightly.

Such an obvious vision made the monks unable to help but take a few steps back.

Lin maintained her momentum and quietly watched behind her.

Unfortunately, Anna still closed her eyes, as if communicating with the altar.

Lin sighed inwardly, withdrew her attention and looked at the monks ahead.

There is really nothing to do.

On most of the mountain she could detect, there was no one.

She is the only one facing these enemies.

She shouted again: "Come on, come and die!"

The monks looked at each other, not knowing how to deal with it for a moment.

This woman took action with her vicious actions and had endless means, and no one dared to take it lightly anymore.

The monk shouted loudly before: "Sir, she is going to fight to the death. This is true, and it is also her last attack!"

The old man retreated behind everyone without hesitation.

Just kidding, I will try my best to death and it will be a fatal blow.

The old man shouted anxiously: "Give it all to me, and everyone will share her attacks evenly, there will be no problem."

"yes!"

The monks responded.

They rushed up.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, Lin's aura rose again, and she was ready to die.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

Everyone stopped vigilantly, and even Lin was also alert.

Because this time, it was not a slight tremor.

The whole mountain is moving!

"What happened? What did she do!" the old man asked loudly.

"I don't know, sir, it's not her this time!" the monk said anxiously.

As the two of them talked, the ground shook violently again.

Everyone fell downwards and suddenly stopped.

This time, the monks all felt some truth.

The entire black mountain is sinking.

"This is impossible. The huge mountain we have tried, every stone is extremely hard and can be used as a weapon." The old man murmured.

Montenegro continues to sink.

In a quick and fully perceptible way, everyone was in panic.

The mountain cannot disappear out of thin air.

So what exactly happened?

Lin took a few steps back to better protect Anna.

Seeing this, the monks did not force them to go up.

Because the first thing now is to figure out the situation.

Soon everyone felt it

The entire mountain no longer trembles violently.

It was like after the previous few sinkings, the mountain had mastered the skills of sinking and began to slowly descend in a quiet, skillful and moderate manner.

After counting the breaths.

The speed of the mountain descent continues to increase, and the earth gradually appears in everyone's sight.

"Elder, look!"

The monk shouted.

The old man quickly looked in the direction pointed by the other party.

For a moment, everyone looked at the plain on the earth.

A monk with a black cloth on his face stood there, holding a sword in one hand, waving a dazzling afterimage.

He looked quite relaxed and freehand, and every time he set out his sword, he brought about a whistling afterimage.

The afterimage of the sword energy slashed on the black mountain one after another, quickly erasing the subtle layer of the mountain.

The mountain peak did not tilt due to the bombardment of the sword energy, nor did it cause part of it to collapse and the other part to be intact.

The sword shadows are rushing continuously, and because of their speed, people can only see vague afterimages.

The entire mountain fell rapidly evenly and silently under the cutting of the sword shadow.

What a sword technique!

While everyone was watching, except for the altar where Anna was, the entire mountain had been flattened.

Everyone stood on the earth.

At this time, the man with a black cloth on his face retracted his sword.
To be continued...