Chapter 418 How hard are the bones?
(Hint: Lin Dong)

In the ancient battlefield, two figures walked side by side in the wasteland. The surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of two people's faint conversations being heard from time to time.

Lin Dong's palm was emitting a faint glow as it was stretched out in front of the two of them, drawing a curious look from Mu Zi.

"I got this from the burial place of the dragon clan."

Under Lin Dong's flesh and skin, his bones, as perfect as jade, were emitting a bright light. As the light flowed, it emitted a faint sense of power that could shake the world.

"Is this the primitive dragon bone?"

A look of inquiry flashed across Mu Zi's glass-like eyes. The strongest dragon bone condensed by the Six-Fingered Holy Dragon Emperor was indeed extraordinary and seemed quite indestructible.

hum!
A strange wave came, and a ray of black light suddenly appeared on Mu Zi's fingertips, which were as soft as petals, and a sense of deathly silence emanated, which made Lin Dong startled.

"Um what are you doing?"

A trace of cold sweat seemed to appear on Lin Dong's forehead, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. He had a vague feeling of foreboding.

Mu Zi looked at Lin Dong's palm with an inquiring look, as if he was examining some kind of experimental subject. He looked extremely dangerous.

"I want to test how hard your bones are."

Mu Zi's tone was calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary matter. She suddenly put her hand closer, and her fingertips with a dark glow slid gently over Lin Dong's palm a few times. Lin Dong could even feel a tingling sense of threat coming from the surface of his skin.

Fortunately, Mu Zi's fingers did not really fall down. The next moment, she withdrew her hand and dissipated the deathly energy at her fingertips.

Seeing Lin Dong's trembling look, Mu Zi finally did not put it into practice. It might remain a mystery whether her death energy can break through the Primordial Dragon Bone.

"Yes, with the primordial dragon bone, your body has become stronger." Mu Zi praised.

Lin Dong put down his hand, his eyes were somewhat complicated, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I almost didn't see the primordial dragon bones."

Lin Dong looked at Mu Zi standing beside him, as if he saw the beautiful figure he saw when he was on the verge of death that day. However, now she no longer had the anxious look she had then, and was as calm and indifferent as usual.

"At that time, it was all thanks to you."

Mu Zi turned her head and glanced at Lin Dong, a wave of emotion flashed in her eyes. She knew what the latter was referring to.

He was able to sense when Lin Dong was dying and enter his consciousness space, which was not something that could be achieved simply by having the strength.

Where the heart is, there is feeling.

The scene in the consciousness space showed that Mu Zi’s feelings for Lin Dong were deeper than Ying Huanhuan’s feelings for him.

Of course, this is not a love story between men and women. Mu Zi believes that if something happens to Mu Lingsha, Ling Qingzhu and others, she will also be able to sense it.

This is also what Mu Zi is worried about. This is what she thinks, but will Lin Dong believe it?
Lin Dong: She has me in her heart!

Although the explanation seemed a little pale, Mu Zi still looked into Lin Dong's eyes and emphasized it seriously.

"Don't think too much!"

Meeting Mu Zi's gaze and seeing her clear eyes, Lin Dong suddenly understood something. He sighed slightly in his heart and took the initiative to skip this topic.

"Did you know? The test of the Primordial Dragon Bone is actually the mark left by defeating the Six-Fingered Holy Dragon Emperor."

“Fortunately, I summoned the consciousness of the Devouring Lord, otherwise I would not have been able to pass the test.” Lin Dong said with emotion, his tone somewhat regretful.

Mu Zi also took over the conversation and said, "It seems that you have a great affinity with the Devouring Lord. This time, the inheritance must belong to you."

Lord of Devouring: Don’t believe in rumors and don’t spread them!

Lin Dong smiled slightly. Mu Zi had confidence in him. He himself was not sure whether he could stand out from the crowd of strong men and obtain the inheritance.

And
“Who can compete with you for the inheritance of the Devouring Lord?” Lin Dong looked at Mu Zi standing aside and said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zi shook her head and said, "I will not inherit the inheritance. I entered the Devouring Temple this time to..."

At this moment, Lin Dong suddenly turned his head, his eyes locked in one direction, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Come out!"

The space there twisted slightly, and a figure emerged, sizing up Lin Dong with a playful gaze.

"Haha, keen perception."

Mu Zi looked over and saw that the person was a man in a gorgeous robe. He had a handsome appearance, delicate skin, but his hair was gray. The fluctuations emanating from his body were no weaker than Kun Yuan's.

The man exuded an air of luxury. He smiled faintly and moved his gaze to look at Mu Zi standing beside him.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the great elder of the Nine Phoenix Clan, Mu Di. Luo Tong died at your hands, right?"

Although it is a question sentence, it has an affirmative tone. Obviously, Mu Di learned about what happened in the Divine Mountain that day through some channels.

"You killed my Nine Phoenix Clan members, but this is not the end of the matter. Even the Kunpeng Clan members cannot protect you."

Mu Di stared at Mu Zi, whose pretty face was pale, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. For some reason, the other party had fallen into a weak state and his strength had been greatly reduced. It happened that the strong man of the Kunpeng clan was not here now, so why not
"He's just a piece of trash, just kill him!"

Lin Dong's eyes were sharp. He took a step forward and protected Mu Zi behind him.

Seeing the thin young man standing in front of Mu Zi, Mu Di sneered, with disdain in his eyes.

"Haha, you have reached the ultimate state of the Profound Death Realm, and you still want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"

After he finished speaking, Mu Di didn't waste any more words. If he delayed, something might happen. It would be troublesome when the strong men of Kunpeng tribe arrived.

A brilliant light burst out from Mu Di's body, revealing an extremely dangerous aura. It condensed into a colorful beam of light, suddenly tearing through the space and shooting towards the two of them.

"Nine Phoenixes Transformed into Light!"

Mu Di didn't try at all and actually used this trump card right away.

Bang!
Suddenly, a black hole emerged and instantly swallowed up the colorful light beam. The Nine Phoenix Transformation Light cast by Mu Di did not splash a single water splash.

"what?"

Mu Di's expression suddenly changed, and the situation before him seemed to be out of his control.

"Humph!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Dong’s eyes, and a tremendous amount of mental power surged out from the Niwan Palace, forming a giant silver-white mental hand.

Two runes, one black and one silver, were faintly visible on the surface of the giant hand, emitting mysterious fluctuations. Then, the two lights merged with each other, and the giant hand was suddenly dyed silver-black.

"Thunder Emperor Devouring Palm!"

"Sky Feather Shield!"

Mu Di's eyes flickered, and he shouted loudly, and brilliant feathers of light condensed into a nine-colored shield in front of him.

The next moment, a giant silver-black hand fell down with a bang, and two-color light flashed. The nine-colored shield exploded with a "bang". Then, the spiritual palm continued to sweep forward, and in Mu Di's horrified eyes, it fell heavily on him.

"puff!"

Mu Di's blood gushed out wildly, his body flew backwards, leaving a deep groove on the wasteland, and his breath became weak.

A top-level powerful person who had touched the cycle of reincarnation was suddenly severely injured.

"puff!"

After spitting out another mouthful of blood, Mu Di looked at Lin Dong with a look of horror. Without saying anything cruel, he burned his blood and transformed it into a stream of colorful light, shooting madly into the distance and disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
(End of this chapter)