Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 680 One Sword, Burying the God
One sip of wine, one supernatural power!
This is the preciousness of the drunken gourd. His eyes were slightly narrowed, his cheeks were slightly red, and Qin Mo's footsteps looked a little vain, and he swung a sword right after.

With a sword swung, the sky and the earth are boundless, time fragments are flying, and a sword mark suddenly appeared on the foreheads of the ten foreign demons, and then their bodies flew back involuntarily, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

One sword to the end of the world!
The four Martial Lords looked solemnly, they were about to save the ten people, but for some reason they stopped.

Standing with the sword closed, Qin Mo's robes fluttered with indescribable arrogance.

Those ten people were moved thousands of miles away in an instant, and the imprint of the sword on their foreheads glowed, smashing their entire bodies into pieces.

This blow consumed [-]% of Qin Mo's strength, but its power was surprising enough.

"All of you, go up." The white-clothed man sitting in the center spoke, and then closed his eyes without saying a word.

In addition to the four Tianjiao, they have 35 people left.

These 35 people didn't dare to underestimate Qin Mo's enemy anymore, and they all put protective equipment on themselves before rushing towards the ring.

He raised his head and poured another sip of wine into his mouth, that incomparably wonderful feeling came to his mind again.

In Qin Mo's eyes, there were cracks on the bodies of the 35 people who charged over.

A strange feeling suddenly arises in the dark, followed by an unpredictable trajectory, and the sword is swung out.

Abruptly and without warning, sword lights emerged from various positions on the chests, arms, or shoulders of these 35 people.

The sword light turned into a tornado of swords in an instant, devouring and strangling their bodies frantically.

Come west with a sword, send the king back to the west!

"Ahhh"

Countless screams sounded, and the most powerful force erupted from the bodies of these 35 people at the same time, fighting against the tornado of swords that devoured them.

"Bang bang bang."

The void exploded, blood spurted, and an outsider fell onto the ring, looking at Qin Mo with murderous intent and fear.

"kill!"

The auras of these 35 people were greatly reduced, unwilling to delay any longer, they all showed their original shapes, and the aura of savagery overwhelmed the heavens.

Taking his time, Qin Mo swallowed the last sip of wine, put away the drunken gourd, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, gaining momentum, placing the right hand on the hilt, and slowly drawing the sword.

The power in his body was boiling, and his muscles were trembling. The power of this sword made everyone turn pale with shock before it was completely drawn out.

"Quick, kill him, don't let him draw his sword!"

A series of powerful attacks poured down, comparable to destroying the world.

"One sword, Burial God!"

The light of the sword is resplendent, as mighty as a prison, when the sword comes out, the sky changes.

"Boom boom boom!"

Thirty-five black coffins appeared behind these 35 people. These coffins were shaped like swords, but exuded an irresistible coercion.

The terrifying devouring power erupted, and the 35 people were not allowed to resist, and they were all swallowed into the sword coffin.

The power of space exploded, and 35 coffins disappeared.

Breathing out lightly, Qin Mo hastened to restore the wear and tear, and these three swords used up [-]% of his strength.

"When did the drunken gourd develop such a powerful sword skill?" Venerable Mie Que said with some doubts.

Jin Shengzi's eyes were full of murderous intent: "The one in his hand is probably not an ordinary drunken gourd, but the first gourd seed in the world, coupled with his super talent, that's why he was able to get these three gourds. A famous sword skill."

"It's a waste of such sacred objects to mere ants of the human race, but if you naively think that you can defeat the four arrogances of our clan with just these three sword skills, then it's a dream.

"Well, let me tell them not to destroy this body, and it would be good to refine it into a puppet with secret methods."

After calming down, Qin Mo's long sword pointed at the four Tianjiao from a distance, and his voice was like thunder: "Come here and die!"

"Arrogance, let me go to the guitar."

The deity dressed in white stood up, and he did not see any other movements. His figure had already appeared behind Qin Mo, and he slapped him with a palm.

Two fingers easily touched his palm, and the moment the palms and fingers collided, the ground under their feet continued to crack. Soon, the entire arena was covered with cracks.

There was no energy released from the two of them, and they were all condensed to the extreme.

On the opposite side, the deity's eyes narrowed slightly and he increased his strength.

Qin Mo maintained the posture of stabbing his fingers, and let the opponent continue to strengthen his strength, but he remained still.

The deity showed a sneer, under his feet, blue light surged, and countless saplings suddenly grew in the entire arena.

The saplings grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into huge trees covering the ring.

The body of the deity also turned into a big tree, and he appeared in the sky ten thousand meters high.

"Tree world, strangle!"

The deity pinched the seal formula with both hands, and immediately, all the big trees rioted.

"Whizzing."

Big trees turned into various monsters to attack, and there was an extremely huge formation covering them, making it impossible to escape.

The body moved sideways, dodging the pounce of a giant eagle transformed from a giant tree, and cut it in half with a random blow.

However, after being cut in half, they turned into a dragon and a tiger to kill Qin Mo.

Here has become a world, life and death, no matter how many pieces Qin Mo breaks them, it will not lose any strength.

Ten thousand meters high in the air, the deity put his hands on his chest and sneered for a while. This is his unique skill. It is a world of its own, and there is no way to kill it. If you are trapped in it, you can only be consumed to death.

"madness."

Qin Mo showed a sarcasm, opened his mouth and spit out, a purple fire dragon spit out.

Wherever the sky-burning flames passed, big trees were completely burned without the slightest resistance, unable to grow any longer.

"This is that Zijin Alchemy Furnace, how could he do it!?"

The four Martial Lords were taken aback, and immediately raised Qin Mo's importance by several levels.

"Zijinhuohuo, this kid has a lot of cards." Li Zhenxing chuckled, and the Sword Emperor beside him also showed interest.

In less than a moment, the tree world transformed by the deity was completely burned by Qin Mo's purple-gold flame.

"Ant, courting death!"

In a fit of anger, the deity clasped his hands together violently.

"Buzz!"

The sky and the earth were trembling, and a thousand-armed wooden figure rose from behind the deity, and above the wooden figure's head was surrounded by a hideous-looking wooden dragon.

"Secret techniques, really thousands of hands!"

The ten-thousand-meter-tall wooden figurine moved its thousand hands together, and the entire space was blown up, turning into torrents of chaos and sweeping towards Qin Mo.

"Law in heaven and earth!"

His body soared, Qin Mo turned into a giant of ten thousand feet, his whole body was overflowing with golden light, his terrifying fighting spirit was condensed into substance, he waved his fists, and the power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks erupted from his fists!

(End of this chapter)