Tales of Herding Gods

"The village head was pulled into the whirlpool by the monster, will it..."

Qin Mu had a bad association in his heart. He looked back and saw that he was very close to the portal. Now the fog has not flooded the portal. If the fog is getting higher and higher, he will not find the portal.

"The head of the village is so powerful, there must be nothing! I must leave this place first, not to be his burden!"

Hey, hey, hey.

The fog was filled, the footsteps in the fog were very messy, some came from behind him, some came from the side, and some blocked him on the way to the gateway to the capital.

Qin Mu set the god, and immediately rushed to the portal. He rushed fast, and the distance from the tall and sturdy mountain door was getting closer and closer. Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the front, and a black shadow in the fog rushed.

Qin Mu couldn't help but say that the sword pointed out, and the sword behind the sword was jumped out, spit out the sword, cut the fog, and pierced the shadow in lightning!

call--

The wind whistling, Shaojian sword with the shadow back backwards, then came a bang, the shadow hit a stone pillar, was nailed there.

Qin Mu rushed forward, passing the stone pillar, the sword pointed to the next move, Shaojian Jianfei back, was swallowed by the fish dragon behind him.

The shadow of the corpse fell, but it was a fierce geek, with scales on his body and frogs on his hands and feet.

The spirit of this geek has not yet dispersed, wrapped around the body like a blood-stained snake, Qin Mu smells a stench, feels dizzy, a squat at the foot, obviously this is a supernatural power with a poison!

Immediately, he felt that his picture of the body scorpion began to heat with the picture of the dragon blood, and the toxicity quickly disappeared.

"The magical person? I actually killed a magical person?"

Qin Mu smashed, suddenly remembered that he was urging the spirit, with the gas sword, the dumb hidden in his chest, the burning of the furnace, so that his vitality suddenly increased by a hundred times!

It is this dumb-burning furnace that makes his vitality increase and rises to the extent that a sword kills the supernatural powers!

What is even more amazing is that the Hong furnace only makes his vitality increase when he uses the vitality. When Qin Mu recovers his vitality, the vitality will be restored to the level of the weekdays. In this case, it has little effect on his physical burden.

It is like filling water in a tank. It can only put three barrels of water. If you put ten barrels of water, there will be seven barrels overflowing. The human body is not a cylinder. If there is no place to overflow, it will often be blasted and died.

The uselessness of the dumb furnace is to lend Qin Mu a hundred times of energy. When Qin Mu does not use it, the 100-fold energy will return to the furnace and will not affect his body.

Qin Mu rushed forward and his brain turned fast: "So, with my current cultivation, I can display my magical powers. Then, in the face of the demon, I am not without the power of a war."

Dumb into the body of his body to provide him with a hundred times the strength, such a majestic spirit is not to think of Qin Mu, his former boxing method is still boxing, knife or knife, but now, he feels that he can With a hundred times of its own vitality, the use of boxing magic, knife and magic!

What kind of power will Ma and the butchers impart to their own skills after breaking through to the magical powers?

His footsteps are getting faster and faster, and the method of stealing the scorpion that he has taught him unconsciously is used in running. The body is running with great vitality and pouring into his legs.

Qin Mu shouted, one foot stepped out, the air under his feet was stepped into compression, forming a gust of wind, this is the wind formed by his own footsteps.

This foot stepped out, Qin Mu suddenly felt the air is flat, vast sky, everywhere is flat, are places where you can settle!

His speed increased sharply, and he walked out of the air. He rushed out from the gloomy fog in a few steps. His figure appeared in the sky above the fog and went straight to the door of the mountain.

Suddenly, a huge figure leaps from the fog, but it is a monster that ignites a blazing flame. It is composed of lava, the fist is heavy like a mountain, and a punch is rushing to Qin Mu, who is running!

Qin Mu's body shape is running fast, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the air is whistling. Suddenly, the knife knife in the knife pocket is vacated and falls into his hands!

The sun and the sea in the East China Sea!

The murder knife blazed in his hand, as the same round of the sun leaped from the sea, the thousands of waves superimposed and rushed forward.

铮铮铮——

The crit was heard incessantly, and Qin Mu slammed into the behemoth, then bounced off, and slashed into the sheath and ran away.

Hey, a piece of stone fell to the ground, and then a huge head fell to the ground, rolling for two weeks, the lava giant was broken down by his knife.

This is the knives, the lava giant is a supernatural power, the magical power is strong, the power is endless, but it is weaker than the butcher's knives!

Suddenly lightning and thunder in the air, a handsome young boy rises from the fog below, the thunder and lightning between his hands, suddenly ten fingers open, a line of thunder interweaving into a net, to Qin Musong!

"The magical power of the evolution of Qinglong's vitality? Can it be stronger than Ma's boxing magic?"

Qin Mu burst into a drink, punched out a fist, and the dragon in the fist turned into a dragon, and turned into forty-five kinds of dragons, and the Kowloon hurricane thunder!

Forty-five, the dragons roared, the dragons were mighty, the lightnings thundered, and the handsome teenager was swallowed up.

The two men collided with each other, and the handsome young man was stiff in the air, then smashed and smashed, and the flesh and blood became forty-five red dragons to rush out!

"I am so strong?"

Qin Mu was shocked. The power of the Hurricane Thunder in Kowloon has already been seen in the hands of Ma, but after all, Ma is a horse, power is a natural thing, and now Qin Mu will play the magical level to the level of magical power. How amazing is the power of the Leiyin Eight.

However, the movement of the Hurricane Thunder in Kowloon is too big, and it will definitely make the voices of the demon in the fog hear the sound and know his position!

Qin Mu immediately heard the sound of the smashing of the air, and the heart sank. The number of the devils that the demon **** sprinkled was very large. If it could not occupy the land, it could not resist.

He was getting closer and closer to the portal, and suddenly the magic cloud rolled over and darkened, blocking the sight of Qin Mu. Qin Mu sighed and stopped immediately, and his body fell into the fog.

In the dark magic cloud, a huge head was found, and the face was smashed, and the eyes fired and looked around.

Then the magic cloud quickly shrinks, and the huge head is also shrinking. When the magic cloud is small, only Yu Yufang is round, and an ugly woman appears. The mouth is covered with rough nail-like yellow teeth, carrying a high person. The blood gourd, and the shrinking magic cloud is drilling into the mouth of the gourd.

Another woman vacated, standing on the fog, the woman described it as good, white and beautiful, body graceful, **** and waist, but behind it has a thick and long braid tail, barb 甩Come and go.

The two women glanced around and found no trace of Qin Mu. Suddenly, the sound of the sword was broken in the fog. The woman in the Shanwei had not reacted yet, and she saw a sword light coming over and slid from her neck. Over.

The Shanwei woman covered her neck and wanted to put her head on her neck. She couldn’t help but slip her head uncontrollably.

The most basic swordsmanship taught by the village chief, hehe.

The ugly woman screamed, and the gourd magic cloud behind it sprang out. There was a giant in the magic cloud. Only the upper body, the two fists were as big as the mountains, holding hands and punching the ball from the air to the direction of the sword!

Bang.

The dull sound came, and there was a sigh in the fog. The ugly woman’s eyes lit up, and the half-length giant’s fist in the magic cloud continued to hammer down there!

The half-length giant in the magic cloud even hammered hundreds of hammers. The ugly woman saw the plasma streaks on the fist of the half-length giant, showing a smile, and the figure sank into the fog and was down to earth.

Her spirit is unusual, this **** gourd, the half-length giant in the blood hyacinth is the magical power of her practice, but after the warmth of blood hyacinth, this half-length giant has been refining like steel. Iron, amazing power.

The ugly woman landed and went to the hammer of the half-length giant. I saw that a body was crushed and could not be changed. The body was not the body of a human being, but her family!

At this time, her heart was cold, and the sword was taken from her back.

Behind her, Qin Mu quietly closes, and the sword is gone, and the figure disappears into the fog. The fog is heavy, and it is suitable for assassination of Qin Mu, who has practiced the scorpion's stealing method.

He wanders in the fog, and when he hears the sound, he stalks in the past, or a knife or a sword, a fatal blow!

The fog is so thick, and it is getting thicker and thicker. Gradually, even the **** of Qin Mu’s eyes can’t see how far.

Suddenly, a black lacquered tentacle waved in front of him, and Qin Mu stood there motionless, letting the tentacles pass. Hey, the sound of the shattered sound came, and a piece of spider silk flew past him and connected into a net.

The spider's wire vibrates, it seems that something is stepping on the spider's silk, tightening the spider's silk, and making a string-like temperament.

More and more spider silks, gradually shrouded around Qin Mu. There are more tentacles in the fog screaming in the air, trying to force him out.

Qin Mu frowned, the vitality sneaked into the white gloves, the thread of the glove quietly looked up, like a slender snake.

This filament slid silently on a spider's silk, and squatted forward, and climbed through the spider's silk to another spider silk. This white glove is the scripture of the Da Yu Tian Mo Jing, composed of countless essays, which can be long or short, can be thick and thin, and the mother-in-law woven this treasure into gloves to let Qin Mu wear it on the hand.

Qin Mu controlled the Da Yu Tian Mo Jing, so that the thin silk thread overlapped with the spider silk. After a while, the white glove thread on his hand fell off with only five fingers.