Why Don't You Let Me Burn It?

"Ugh, it's coming, it's coming, Lin Mi and Sima Fengzhu finally meet, and the final battle of this secret realm is about to begin!"

Coke shouted before Huahua, and the emotions of countless people watching the battle were aroused.

He picked up some popcorn and stared at the screen.

In the secret realm, several people looked at each other and put away the playing cards.

Ren Shan pulled off the note stuck all over his face and teased: "Old Lin, we can't get involved in this."

"Go and play your cards."

Lin Mi's face darkened, and he waved his hands to drive away.

Huang Meng smiled and patted Lin Mi's shoulder: "Come on", then took Xia Xi's hand and moved back a distance with Ren Shan, leaving enough space for the two of them.

The two stood opposite each other, their momentums constantly clashing, and the space that had just calmed down suddenly erupted with bursts of explosions.

"It's better to meet after hearing for a long time, Sima Fengzhu..."

Lin Mi grinned, finally meeting the only guy who could be called his opponent.

Sima Fengzhu pursed his lips: "You are very strong..."

"Thank you, you're not bad either"

Lin Mi accepted Sima Fengzhu's praise without humility. The spiritual energy around his body was moving around him, ready to take action at any time.

Seeing this, Sima Fengzhu waved his hand and took out the black writing brush, took a deep breath, and adjusted his condition.

"Please...please enlighten me"

As he finished speaking, his pen suddenly fell on the invisible canvas in front of him.

At the same time, the two golden-armored generals behind him seemed to have received some instructions. They stepped on the ground and rushed towards Lin Mi in an instant.

He made no secret of his surging momentum.

"Zhuoyou...fire"

Naturally, Lin Mi would not lag behind. With a soft drink, the scarlet long knife immediately fell into his hand, and the surging Nanming Lihuo came out and enveloped his whole body.

The next moment, the blade wrapped in blazing white fire collided with the sword and the halberd, and the sound of gold and iron clashing echoed a thousand meters away.

Lin Mi stepped forward, let go of Zhuo You and jumped onto General Zhi Ge's shoulders.

In the air, Lin Mi held the long chain, his eyes condensed, and his energy and blood suddenly burst out.

Zhuoyou followed the direction of the chain, turned a pale full moon in the air, and struck hard on the back of General Holding Ge.

In an instant, golden light splashed everywhere, and a huge gap was cut out of the general's back. Bright golden light continued to leak out and floated in the air.

General Zhi Ge's momentum was suddenly greatly reduced, and he could not stand firmly.

Sima Fengzhu's face immediately turned pale by three points, and his indifferent eyes trembled violently.

"As expected... very strong..."

After murmuring something, Sima Fengzhu did not stop painting. When the general holding the halberd was slashed by Lin Mi's extremely destructive fire sword, his painting was completed.

In the secret realm, the spiritual energy around Sima Fengzhu suddenly rioted and converged crazily towards his writing.

And Sima Fengzhu's mental power was like a reservoir that had opened its gates, pouring out crazily and being consumed at an unbelievable speed.

Lin Mi squinted his eyes and stared in front of Sima Fengzhu. There seemed to be something coming out of the ink painting.

"咴咴..."

An armored white horse jumped out, and on top of the horse sat a silver-armored general holding a bright silver spear and whose face could not be seen clearly.

His aura was almost on the verge of breaking through the peak of the second level and reaching the third level.

Before it was over, the ink painting trembled again, and one after another, soldiers in armor stepped out.

"This is…"

Lin Mi was shocked. After nearly a hundred soldiers stepped out, they seemed to form a whole with the silver-armored general, allowing his momentum to fully enter the third level.

Sima Fengzhu's face was as pale as paper, and his mental energy had been exhausted to the limit.

"General, I leave it to you."

After saying this, Sima Fengzhu sat down cross-legged on the spot and restored his exhausted mental power.

Lin Mi, on the other hand, faced an army of hundreds of people alone, led by the silver-armored general whose aura had reached the third level.

"General?" Lin Mi's mind raced. Looking at the appearance of the silver-armored general, he suddenly said, "You actually drew the ever-victorious general Zhao Yun?"

Lin Mi smacked his lips and was a little surprised. Sima Fengzhu was a bit outrageous. He just pulled out a third-level guy to fight him.

And engaging in this kind of group fight tactics...

Not far away, Ren Shan's eyes widened: "No, this Sima Fengzhu is cheating, right? What about the one-on-one fair fight we agreed on?"

"Lin Mi... he should be able to do it, right?" Huang Meng was a little worried. This silver-armored general looked very imposing. Even from such a distance, it still made her feel huge waves.

It felt like when she faced the C-class star demon Knocking Stone Ghost.

There are only four words in my heart: invincible.

"Heaven-level psychic power writes with precision. The more you understand something, the more real and powerful the shadows condensed in the pen will be. You see, the face of the victorious general is still blurry. If even the face is condensed, I'm afraid it will be far away. More than just the third level..."

"It's too scary. Wouldn't it be possible to draw even things from mythology?"

Xia Xi did not deny it and said softly: "Yes, some important people have commented that if Sima Fengzhu is at a sufficient level and is willing to invest time, it is not impossible to summon a mythical character, but it will definitely not be a complete one... "

Hearing this, Ren Shan breathed a sigh of relief. If he could summon the perfect body, then everyone in the world would be named Sima De, and he would be invincible.

"As expected, the Heavenly Level is not a fuel-efficient lamp..."

Renshan muttered.

"So... you have to have confidence in Lin Mi..." A faint smile appeared on Xia Xi's lips.

In her eyes, Lin Mi was extremely excited now.

"This is so interesting!"

Lin Mi looked indifferent and unhurriedly pulled out Zhuoyou, which was slashed on the halberd-wielding general.

The two golden-armored generals collapsed to the ground, turning into pure spiritual power and flowing back to Sima Fengzhu.

Lin Mi didn't pay attention. The third-level victorious general Xu Ying and nearly a hundred second-level sergeants were indeed troublesome.

But since he entered the secret realm, he has never used all his strength.

The aura beyond the second-level limit also exploded without reservation, grass and rocks flew into the sky, and raging white flames rose into the sky, pushing him three inches off the ground.

In the middle of the flying broken hair, there are strands of fire lingering, but it will not hurt it in the slightest.

Jiuyao Xuanxin was operating at full power, and all the spiritual power Lin Mi had gained since entering the secret realm was put into it.

The majestic energy, blood and spiritual power simultaneously lit up the nine Sunlight Mysterious Hearts in his body.

In an instant, nine faint shadows of the sun appeared behind him, slowly flowing in a specific trajectory.

His momentum ushered in a new burst, directly overshadowing the phantom of the general and the gathered momentum of nearly a hundred sergeants.

Sima Fengzhu, who was recovering his mental strength, couldn't help but open his eyes and frowned.

"how come…"

He had given all his strength and even exhausted his mental strength, but he was still suppressed by Lin Mi due to the momentum he had at the beginning of the battle.

You have to know, how much time did it take for him to cultivate such spiritual power so quickly, and how much resources did the Sima family spend?

He knew that Lin Mi had not received any funding from any family or group. They were both Celestial Level C psychics, so how could there be such a big gap?

Endless fire shines on the legions summoned by Sima Fengzhu. Can Lin Mi alone defeat a hundred armies?

With a bright smile, Lin Mi raised his hand to Zhuoyou.

Not only did he want to defeat a hundred armies with one man, he also wanted to kill a hundred armies with one man.

In the future, he will defeat millions or even tens of millions of enemies by himself!