Qing Ming

The bright moon was in the sky, and the battle at the foot of the Beastmaster Mountain was coming to an end. Out of the [-] imperial elite soldiers led by Pauling, only a thousand remained, desperately resisting those claws and fangs that seduce souls and kill people in the dark night. There are large and small wounds all over, and the bright red flesh is turned outwards, but the nerves have long been numb, and there is only mechanical waving of the incomplete weapon in his hand.

Thousands of strange people are now only about 50 people closely surrounding Pauling. Now, all human beings have to be bundled together. Beasts and beasts, if you want to get out of the body at this time, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the bad luck of being buried in the belly of the beast!

Pauling gritted his teeth tightly, and poured the cold iron sword in his hand into the mouth of a giant elephant, reaching as deep as the hilt, and the thick blood gushed out along the palm of his hand, staining the soil under his feet slippery.

The night was deep, the people were tired, and the blade was blunt. Pauling drew out his long sword and shouted violently: "Kill a bloody road, retreat!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's already exhausted bodies seemed to have been injected with a booster in vain, and they swung the weapons in their hands vigorously back and forth to cover and kill them.

More than a thousand people turned into an invincible torrent of rebellion, and the crimson weapon tore open a gap in the herd of beasts blocking in front of them. In the adversity of life and death, everyone exerted the potential in their bodies to the extreme , Even those sturdy beast generals dare not take the lead.

The most depressing thing is the Scarlet Flame Demon Lord who is fighting hard. There are already eight beast generals besieging him. The flying sword in mid-air is tightly entangled by five monsters. .

The crowd in the distance had already retreated slowly into the forest, and one of the three monsters beside him attacked violently without any signs of fatigue, and each blow used a tremendous force, causing Chi Yan's arms to tingle and numb. If this goes on, I'm afraid it will be difficult to last for half an hour.

Chi Yan finally made a painful decision. With his palms like the wind, he rolled the three attacking weapons aside, picked up a few gravels with his toes, and shot at the three monsters facing him. , jumped ten feet away, and fled towards the forest like lightning.

The poor flying sword was also hit by the five monsters at this moment, it shook violently in the air a few times, and fell into the dust with a whoosh.

puff!The Scarlet Flame Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood, but his feet did not stop at all, and he hid in the dense forest without looking back. The eight beast generals could only stop and sigh, only the red boa with quick eyes and quick hands picked up the flying bird on the ground. The sword was quickly hidden in the belt.

All the beasts will rush towards the forest of ten thousand beasts together with the herd of beasts, leaving only countless wounded and dying beasts screaming in the pool of blood, and the carcasses of the beasts all over the ground exude a strong pungent bloody smell!

On the top of the Beastmaster Mountain, the fight in mid-air has just begun. This is the real peak duel. The four gods will flash their figures, turning into four afterimages. Changhong went straight to Qionghong.

Qiong Hong's eyes were like cold water, standing majestically, a pair of golden dragon claws swept out, forming a magnificent arc in mid-air, shaking all four short knives upside down.

The sounds of "Ding Dong" and "Clanging" can be heard endlessly, the scattered sparks are like a flash in the pan, and the wind is blowing with all the energy in the sky.

The majestic Golden Dragon Qi had already been used by this claw, causing the four gods to stagger, and the four of them took empty steps in the air, cutting out the short knives evenly, and the blades shot violently, like thunder and lightning, unstoppable.

"Good time." Qionghong shouted violently, concentrated his claws, and swiped horizontally and vertically. The shadow of the claws all over the sky turned into an oval-shaped golden shield, protecting the whole person in it, and the four meteor-like sharp blades slashed all the way. On the golden cover, sparks flew everywhere, but not even a single scale of Qionghong was hurt.

"Choke clang clang..." Bursts of metal-like clangs resounded in mid-air, and Liu Qiankun below was dazzled for a while. In the blink of an eye, the four black-armored men didn't know how many knives they slashed!

The four gods will strike in vain, retreat violently at wrong steps, and sacrifice the short knives in their palms to the top of their heads. The people do not move, but the knives have already moved. The four black lights converge into a beam of light as thick as a bucket, and hit the golden shield directly, without any light from the knives. , There is no afterimage, only the aura that shocks the world, and the word thunder is probably not enough to describe that power.

"Boom!" The beam of light hit the golden cover violently, and the violent aura surged out like a tsunami, the golden light scattered in all directions, and even the small thatched hut on the top of the mountain was shaken by the raging wind.

Liu Qiankun clearly saw that the golden cover was shattered, Qionghong's burly body stood proudly in the night sky, traces of blood ooze from the drooping golden claws, and four short knives that were as black as ink stood in the bloody dragon claws. It beats endlessly, but it still can't get out of control.

Qionghong won, and he took away all the magic weapons that the four god generals had refined for thousands of years, and he turned the earth-shattering full blow into invisible, but the strength of the four god generals should not be underestimated. Dragon Claw is the best proof.

Having lost their favorite magic weapon, the four gods have fallen home with this somersault. The four dull faces are covered with frost that has not melted for thousands of years, and their empty eyes are fixed on the short knife in Qionghong's claws, inadvertently revealing A hint of bitterness.

Fighting, losing the magic weapon of his destiny, he can't please it in front of this unfathomable golden dragon today, let's go, can it take tens of thousands of years to refine a magic weapon with a shared heart?For the first time, the hearts of the four brothers, who had been silent for thousands of years, surged with violent waves.

Qionghong raised the dagger in his hand and said, "Do you four still want to take the blood of the golden dragon?"

It was still the man in black armor who answered the question, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, he shook slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist, please return our magic weapon, and the four brothers Gan Luo will never set foot on the beasts." Lin half-step."

Unexpectedly, this guy actually answered the wrong question, Qiong Hong sneered and said: "Hehe, do you think that Qiong is easy to bully?"

After speaking, he threw away the dagger in his claws, and Sishen grasped his magic weapon firmly in his hand with a single palm, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Huh!" Qionghong snorted coldly, a goose egg-sized stone appeared in the golden claw, it was as black as ink, and it was plain, but could the thing held in the dragon claw be mortal?

The four gods guarded their chests with short knives, none of them acted rashly, their eyes were fixed on the pebbles in the dragon's claws.

Qiong Hong said solemnly: "If you offend my Ten Thousand Beast Forest again, it will be like this mountain." After saying that, he raised his golden claw, and shot a black light towards a towering hill in the distance like an angry arrow.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, the dust flew up, and even the bright moon was covered by the dust. The whole Beastmaster Mountain shook in vain, and a little black light quietly turned back and fell steadily into the golden claws.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and the hill with a radius of tens of miles had long been turned into a puddle of dust, disappearing abruptly on the spot.

The four gods looked dejected, and thought to themselves: The magic weapon in the golden dragon's hand is so powerful, how can my brothers commit such a light offense... The infinite fighting spirit brought about by retrieving the natal magic weapon was instantly defeated The wisps are hard to survive, turning into wisps of cloud smoke.

The god general named Gan Luo exhaled heavily, bowed his body in mid-air and cupped his hands at Qiong Hong, saying: "Friend Daoist's cultivation makes us feel ashamed, so let's say goodbye!"

After speaking, the four brothers moved with one step, turned into four afterimages and floated away, Qionghong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Qiong will not send you off." The sound of Changhong echoed endlessly in the night sky.

"Bah bah! Is it worth making such a big commotion?" Liu Qiankun desperately spat out the stone powder and sand in his mouth, complaining, just now he could see that he was suddenly swayed by his brother-in-law, and was solidified by the sudden dust and stone chips It really sprayed all over the head and face, but fortunately, there was a lot of silver owl mask to block it, so that it would not end up in a disheveled look!

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