Tales of Herding Gods

The **** rain is not big, and the scope of the shroud is not wide. It is precisely in the mountain where they are located. Qin Mu saw that many trees and flowers in this mountain forest are growing at an alarming rate, the trees are tall and lush, and the surrounding aura It is as thick as it is to be made into a substance, with strips and stripes floating around the trees.

The flowers and plants are also filled with milky white mist, which becomes extremely bright and tender.

After so long rains, the lakes and canals and rivers are full. At this moment, many of the fish in the lakes and rivers are growing wild and become like fish monsters in the big market. Some fish gave birth to their legs and feet, jumped to the shore and opened their mouths, their mouths were sharp teeth, and they were picking up the **** rain.

In addition, some of the mountains and beasts are inflated, and various spurs and branches are emerging from the body, so it is not scary.

The mermaid beauty in the lake has also become extremely large, and the original beautiful face has become strange.

There is too much energy in the blood of the gods, and it is easy to make these living things grow into deformed monsters, and this growth is uncontrollable. The first place to get **** rain is long, and it is often much larger than other places!

Plant insects also have life, and they are also drenched by blood and rain, making this mountain become like another big market.

In Qin Mu's view, this is the powerful yin and yang in the blood of God, the qi of the four elephants, and the ethos of the five elements have changed the balance in these lives. This is a change, which is different from the big market.

The beasts in the big market are more of a blood containing the gods and devils, which is hereditary, and the beasts of this mountain are more absorbing the powerful forces in the blood of God.

"Which **** is falling? Is that dragon dragon?" Mu Qingyu whispered.

Outside the main hall, the colorful rays and mists of the mountains and plains are dressed like holy places, but if they walk into the blood and rain, they will only behave like the life in this mountain.

But if you don't directly drench the blood, you can cultivate here and learn the powerful power here. For the magical person, it is definitely a holy place of cultivation!

Judging from the spiritual power alone, even the three holy places of Yankang are inferior to here. After all, no matter whether it is Tianmu or Daomen or the Great Leiyin Temple, it is impossible to kill a **** to nourish oneself. Holy land.

"My mother-in-law originally lived in this backcountry. She was planning to trap Li Tianxing with her own. She was afraid that she would not have thought that it would become a holy place of cultivation?"

Qin Mu is quirky, and carefully catches a drop of blood with a worry-free sword. He looks at it and shakes his head. "This is not the blood of the dragon. The blood of the dragon is the dragon blood. The blood power of this blood is not Dragon blood..."

His face suddenly became a little weird: "This kind of blood, I have seen."

Qin Mujian sword, the blood on the sword flows to the tip of the sword. He runs the sword on his wrist. The drop of blood flows on the sword, but it never slides down from the sword.

Suddenly, the energy in the sword bursts, and the power of the blood on the sword is suddenly stimulated. It is like a magical explosion. The energy of the dragon collided with the power of Qin Mu, and forced him to retreat.

Qin Mu nodded and solemnly said: "This kind of blood, I did see it. The snowstorm suddenly stopped more than a year ago. It was the Yankang Guoshi who found the **** who released the snowstorm and fought a battle with this god. He was severely wounded by the gods, and the gods were also wounded and bleed. I helped Yankang Guoshi to heal the wounds and saw the blood of the gods. The energy in the blood is very similar to this blood."

At that time, Qin Mu used a dumb to give him a sword and a bridge to connect the surviving gods and gods in Yankang Guoshi with the blood of the gods, to stimulate the energy of the gods and gods, and to annihilate them, alleviating the injury of Yankang Guoshi, and then Treat Yankang Guoshi.

But that sword was also wiped out by this energy. Jianmao was dumb for him to deal with the village chief, but also to let him understand the deeper skills of refining, Qin Mu also regretted for a while.

During that period, Qin Mu was deeply impressed, because at that time Yanfeng Emperor was also besieged by the old master and the old, and almost died, and he also took treatment.

At that time, Yankang Guoshi and Yanfeng Emperor became disused people, and they were extremely miserable. Yankang Guoshi and his wife lived in a small valley, and the National Teacher’s wife was pregnant.

"The **** who was shot and killed by the Japanese **** is the **** of the snowstorm!"

Qin Mu’s eyes are bright and faint, whispering: “This is also retribution, and he is dead. In the snow disaster, the affected people are all poor people. The population of Yankang is less than two or three percent. The number of dead people is more than the wars. ""

The three of Xiao Yujing did not speak.

When the snowstorm broke out, Yankang Guoshi went to Xiaoyujing, and the Qingshan people kept their husband and wife, and wanted to leave them in Xiaoyujing to prevent reform. Xiao Yujing’s immortals believe that the reform of Yankang Guoshi and Yanfeng’s reforms is the culprit of the snowstorm. To avoid snowstorms, the only way to stop the reform is to go.

This incident, Wang Muran and others have also heard about it.

Yankang Guoshi was depressed for a few days, and later he left Xiaoyujing. It didn't take long for the snowstorm to stop. The Qingshan people also frowned and told them that Yankang Guoshi was still determined to change the law.

At that time, no matter whether it was Yankang Guoshi or Xiao Yujing's immortal, no one expected that things would develop to the present step. No one expected that there would be a god, and that was the **** who was at that time.

This **** was shot and killed by the Japanese god, what kind of variables will be brought to Yankang, no one can say clearly, unpredictable.

Qin Mu used the water to wash the discs repeatedly for more than a dozen times. Still dare not take them directly in the hand, and then dispensed several kinds of medicines, cleaning and brewing the bubbles, which will put the discs up and still hang on the neck.

Outside, the blood rain gradually stopped, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sky was bright. Qin Mu and others walked out of the hall, and their bodies floated, avoiding the blood on the ground.

Outside, the sky is clear, the cloudless, the war in the sky above Yankang seems to be a big dream, never happened.

The sun shone from the west, the blue sky was washed, it was very transparent, and the air seemed to be fresher.

They stood in the air and looked around. Suddenly, Qin Mu looked at the north. There, a huge monster floated in the air and was coming to this side.

It was the turret of the Japanese gods, and it was floating in the air at this moment, and was rushing to this side!

Yanfeng Emperor and Yankang Guoshi stood on the empty fort, hunting and hunting, and there were many Yankang officials standing on the fort. Qin Mu has already passed the method of controlling the shooting of the Japanese gods to the Yanfeng Emperor. It should be that Yanfeng Emperor shot the shot.

On the fort, the fire of Dan furnace glowed white, and the god-shaped cannon in the center was slowly rotating, filled with the power of terror.

The Yanfeng emperor faces the red light and is full of enthusiasm.

"The cannon that you built with one hand, shot a god."

Long Yu told Qin Mudao: "This era has changed. The mortal can kill the gods who are high above. The emperor, is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"I don't know. I only know that God can no longer be willing to do it!"

Qin Mu’s heart is stirring, and he’s built a shot of the Japanese god’s cannon to smash the gods on the top. This is a supreme glory!

Long Yu looked at him and suddenly said profoundly: "The Emperor, I have a lot of books in Xiao Yujing. If I have time, I suggest you read the history of the past few times."

Qin Mu sneaked a glimpse and greeted the flying turret. He smiled and said: "I have to go back to Beijing, and Xiu Xiumei to study the things of practicing the Yuanshen in the Liuhe realm and promote the reform. When there is time, I will go to Xiaoyu again. Jing, Xiao Yujing’s old immortals also promised me, and promised me to enter the Wuqi Temple again.”

Long Yu sighed and stopped talking.

Wang Muran is fascinated by cultivation, and Mu Qingyi is also difficult to sit still. Among the three disciples of Xiao Yujing, he is the most stable, and many of Yu Yujing’s collections have been seen.

Shooting a **** to kill a **** is a shocking heart, but the consequences may have caused him to worry.

Wang Muran and Mu Qingqi also greeted the fort, and Long Yu had to keep up.

"Your Majesty. National Teacher!"

Qin Mu and others fell on the fort, Qin Mu saw the ceremony, Yan Feng Emperor was difficult to cover the color of excitement, waved his hand and smiled: "Qin Aiqing does not have to pay more! This gun..."

Qin Mu smiled and said: "Is it cool?"

Yanfeng's temperament is angry, haha ​​smiled: "Shuang! This gun, directly killing the **** of disaster reduction, is it cool? It is for the heavens! Unfortunately, the gods run too fast, otherwise it will also Can make the national teacher cool, Qin Aiqing cool!"

The history officer behind him coughed and whispered: "Your Majesty, pay attention to words..."

Yanfeng Emperor waved his hand and smiled: "You can't remember it. You have long remembered to open his mother's shot. It is too much to consume the medicine stone. If this is not the case, Qin Aiqing is in danger. The gods went, and there was another **** to fight, and there was no chance to use this cannon! Right to Qin Aiqing, come to see the bitter master, the Taibaijian school’s teaching. People come to sue the royals, say you bring A terrible existence with a strange pattern and a group of dragons, occupied his Taibai sword pie."

Qin Mu looked after Yan Feng's body and saw a white-haired old man coming out with a smile.

"This teacher said that you and the geek swallowed the baby of his white sword."

Yanfeng Emperor smiled and said: "I didn't feel right at the time. Please come to the National Division. The National Teacher said that there are not so many dragons in your sacred religion. Most of them are accidents."

Qin Mu thanked Yankang Guoshi.

Yankang Guoshi shook his head and said: "Don't thank me. Xie Taibai's teaching is that if there is no him to come to sue, no one knows that you will be in danger."

Taibaizhang teaches quickly: "I don't know who is not guilty. I originally thought that Qin Jiaozhu was planning to take up my Taibaijian faction and swallowed the treasures of my Taibaijian faction. So I rushed to the capital to complain, but I didn't expect to stand up. Gong. Qin teaches the Lord, is there any treasure in my Taibai Mountain? If the teacher really got the treasure, can you give me the Taibai School?"

"This one……"

Qin Mu reveals a difficult color, and his heart is really tangled. I don't know if I should tell the Taibai to teach the truth.

Suddenly there was a soldier flying in, and he sang: "Your Majesty, the corpse is found!"

The spirit of Yanfeng Emperor was greatly shaken and waved: "Bring it up!"