Tales of Herding Gods

At the moment when the eight thousand flying swords stabbed on the five thunder pots, the heavens and the earth suddenly became very quiet, and no sound was heard. Even the flying sword stabbed on the five thunder pots and did not make any sound.

Then, the space above the five mine pots was blown up, and a trace of thunder was blown up.

The black lightning traces expand upwards, exploding deeper spaces and rushing into the sky.

The real Tiangong master stood in front of the palace gate and saw that the black lightning was like a dragon's claws. Then, the black thunder split in her gaze, and the bright lightning was like a scorpion.

In this short moment, the black Thunder split into as many as thousands of miles, like the 10,000 dragons rushing to the sky, but in another instant, tens of thousands of dragons split into tens of thousands of dragons.

A very bright cloud composed of Thunder is hanging high in front of the Real Heaven Palace. The five thunder pots are floating, and more thunders are constantly rising out into the thunderclouds.

In the back of Thundercloud, Fu Yunyi led the tens of thousands of women in Fujia to display magical powers, and thundered the thunderclouds and rushed to Zhentian Palace!

Her face changed dramatically, and she hurriedly explored the basalt beads that were urged by the jade parents.

When the palm of her hand had not caught Xuanwuzhu, the terrible Thundercloud had come to the Real Heaven Palace. Where the thundercloud passed, the visions formed by Baihuzhu, Zhuquezhu, and Xuanwuzhu all collapsed, the sea evaporated, the sea of ​​fire annihilated, and Jinshan collapsed.

Bang!

The first Thunder fell, hitting the Real Heaven Palace, bombing and hitting a statue.

The thunder fell like a sparkling oil pan falling into a Mars, igniting the pan in time, and the first raindrop before the torrential rainstorm, followed by hundreds of millions of thunders slashing into the sky Next, drown the entire Real Temple!

"Xuanwu Aegis -"

The real Tiangong master drove, desperately urging Xuanwuzhu, the huge Xuanwu Shendun slammed open, and turned into a huge turtle shield enveloped in front of the vast Zhentian Palace.

Bang-

Numerous thunders blew up and lingered on the Xuanwu Aegis. This Aegis was compressed and shrunk, and the blood was vomited in the main mouth of the Real Heaven Palace.

Xuanwu Aegis has been unable to protect all the disciples of the Real Heaven Palace. The vast ocean of thunderstorms rushed into the Real Heaven Palace from the Xuanwu Shield, and countless women in the True Tiangong died in thunderstorms!

Even the statues with eight breaths comparable to the gods can't stand the thunderstorms. A statue of the gods rushes toward the thundercloud. These gods are actually melting under the thunderstorm of Thundercloud, turning into golden juice and copper water!

Xiong Qier looked far away at the Real Heaven Palace, where it has become a thunderous ocean, and numerous lightnings broke out at the same time.

Previously, she has been urging Qinglongzhu to compete with the other three Lingbao. Now the power of the three Lingbao is destroyed by Thundercloud. Her pressure is greatly reduced and she can breathe.

"Qier, Qinglong is a thunder."

Xiong Xiyu suddenly appeared behind her, softly said: "Our girls use the green dragon beads to bury the enemy."

"Nanny!"

Xiong Qier was shocked and happy. Xiong Xiuyu smiled and reached out to hold her little hand and put it on the green dragon ball. He whispered: "The bear's blood debt needs to be repaid with blood!"

The boundless blue light emerged from the Qinglongzhu, turned into a Qinglong rushed to Thundercloud, and the Thunder's situation suddenly skyrocketed.

The real God Palace saw this scene, desperate in his heart: "Yujia, finished..."

The Xuanwu Aegis burst, and the boundless thunderstorm drowned her and the jade disciples behind her.

At this time, a sword light passed through the boundless thunderstorm, and Dad broke through the thunderstorm. A sword pointed to Xiong Xiyu's mother and daughter. The sword light was like a practice, and it was invincible, even if it was a thunderstorm, it was cut!

His swordsmanship was fascinating, and even if he was killed from a thunderstorm, he did not hurt his points.

Jianguang is incomparably fast, like flying out of the sky, Jianguang is shaking, countless thunders are turned into powder, even the bright and bright Thunder can't hide the light of his sword!

When this sword was about to come to the face of Xiong Xiyu's mother and daughter, suddenly another sword light suddenly came out, and a slamming sound blocked his sword.

"Yankang National Teacher?"

Dad smiled: "I already knew that you were in the West, but you were insane and always hiding in the dark. However, you have never found a chance to shoot at me? This time, you are forced out."

Yankang Guoshi stepped forward and stepped on the air. If the foot was flat, the middle-aged man looked like a well in the old well. He had a green shirt and a sword. His left hand was behind him. He pointed to the sword and intercepted the sword.

Dad is wearing a white coat, and he is also behind his back, pointing to the sword.

The two figures shuttled up and down in the thunderstorm. Although the thunder was terrifying, they could not cover the sound of their swords and swords colliding. The crashing sound of the bead fell into the jade plate and kept ringing.

Below the five mine pots, Qin Mu was sucked up by the strong thunder and lightning power. This gravitation pulls him and the dragon unicorn to the thunder. Even if it is obese, like the dragon unicorn, it seems that only one piece of paper is left at the moment. The current is drawn, and the limbs are unable to grasp and grab, but they can't catch anything.

Qin Mu also felt that he became extremely light, his hair roots blasted up, straight and straight in all directions, between the hair, a trace of lightning and electric staggering, wandering, smashing between the hair, smashing in and out !

He even felt that all the cold hair in his body was filled with tiny thunder, and the horrible power could hit his body.

He is like a white needle in Bai Xian's whole body, and there is no pain in the whole body.

Qin Mu tried to push the nine-day eye to open the eyes, and the eyes were full of thunder and lightning.

He was barely able to see the dragon unicorn. At this moment, the roots of the bristles of the dragon unicorn were erected, and even the dragon scales were erected. The dragon scales thundered and thundered, and the dragon scales were slammed. The thunderbolt came and went.

Qin Mu took out the real dragon's nest, and the weight of the real dragon's nest was pressed down, so that he couldn't help but scream, finally suppressing the suction of the Thunder, and the figure fell from the sky, pressed against the dragon unicorn, and pressed the dragon unicorn down. .

He held the dragon's nest with both hands, borrowed the weight of the dragon's nest to get rid of the inhaled thunder, and looked up at the sky.

The five thunder pots floated there, and the higher the height, the more his eight thousand flying swords seemed to be still. They floated around the five thunder pots, and a thunder passed through a mouthful of flying swords. The flying swords seemed to be the guides. Lead out.

These flying swords were burnt red at the moment by the thunder of the mighty horror, so that he could not help but wonder if his flying sword could withstand the impact of the gods in the five mine pots.

Qin Mu got rid of the thunder of the Thunder, and suddenly the blue light reflected the sky. He suddenly looked up and happened to see the scene where Qinglongzhu detonated Leiyun.

"Yujia, it’s over..." he muttered.

But the thunder is too loud, he can't hear his voice.

Then, he saw his father flying with a sword, and then he saw Yankang Guoshi intercepting his father, two figures, one green and one white, fighting in the thundercloud.

"Old vain goods!"

Qin Mu took a sip and watched the battle between the two masters. I saw that neither of them used swordsmanship, but held their swords in their hands, and left their hands with their swords behind them.

They are very fast, their bodies are ethereal, and they suddenly move, and the left-handed swords behind them are constantly changing, as if they are constantly calculating.

Qin Mu's slight glimpse, the two men's swordsman changes too fast, he can hardly see clearly, can only desperately remember the two people's fast-changing swordsman gestures, the heart faintly feel that their swordsman gestures are extremely important.

As for the sword-and-play confrontation between Yankang Guodi and Dad, it is already at the level of simplicity. There is almost no change in the sword method. There are only a few simple swords in the basics, but each sword is stabbed, sword The space around them is turbulent, and their magical powers are hidden between the shocks. The hidden kendo is not what he can understand.

"It’s a big metamorphosis in five hundred years. The rumor on the kendo is so fast!"

Qin Muzhen strongly remembered a few swords, and suddenly a statue of the gods smashed into the thunderstorm with the bombardment of countless gods and thunders. The horror of the gods broke out, and the eight statues joined forces to break the thundercloud and suddenly countless thunders. It’s pouring down, and the thunder is falling.

The eight statues were ruined, and few of them were intact, but they still struggled against the sky and joined forces with Yankang Guoshi.

Yankang Guoshi stunned and continued to fight with his parents, while Xiong Xiyu took Xiong Qier as the first step, holding up the Qinglongzhu, and Qingguang bursting out from the Qinglongzhu. The eight statues were suddenly formed in the air.

Suddenly, a wooden statue of the **** twisted his neck, and the face of the statue showed a strange smile. He reached out and the blue dragon ball in the hands of Xiong Qier involuntarily flew up and fell to the hand of the statue: "Little girl, thank you. is you!"

Xiong Qier stayed and completely lost control of the Qinglongzhu. Xiong Xiyu was creepy and quickly whispered: "Be careful! That is the **** in the Real Heaven Palace-"

Her words have not yet spoken, and Yankang Guo’s head is radiant, and a flying bridge breaks up. This bridge seems to reach an incredible place. The boundless light is coming from the end of time and space. The light is filled with nine gongs. At the end is A piece of heaven, faintly, is not clear.

The Yuanshen of Yankang Guoshi rushed out from the vaguely sacred Heavenly Palace. He was on the foot of the bridge, and a sword flew in, seemingly ignoring the space. Jianguang passed through the time, just in the moment when the statue held the dragon ball, he The **** of the gods pierced the eyebrows of the gods and pricked them out from the back of the gods!

The "Idol" brows bloody, and there is blood and brain flow out of the back. It is not like a god, but it is like a living life!

Yankang Guoshi Gujing had a smile on his face, and the Yuanshen vacated, with one hand behind him, holding a sword and his body around his father, smiling: "My goal is not you from beginning to end."

Hey, hey, hey!

He was attacked by the Yuanshen, and his sword was shining. He cut his father's limbs and then took another sword and took off his father's head.

"Shen Bridge!"

Qin Mu lost his voice and the hanging heart finally fell.

Yankang Guoshi is a saint who has been out for five hundred years. From Qin Mu and others, he built the space model of Shenqiao, but he has actually made the bridge into the bridge for half a year!

"Old vain goods, make up the Shenqiao, enter the Temple of Heaven, he is a god, I did not expect to nest in the corner to count others..."

Qin Mu's abdomen, behind him, came the countless women's shouting, and the supernatural masters of all major families, under the leadership of the heads of various ethnic groups, killed the true heavenly palace.

Mu Yingxue passed by him, whispering: "Small man, when Yankang Guoshi is alive, you must not rebel. You are not overcast!"

He Yiyi also rushed past him, whispering quietly: "You rebel, you are very special to die! Yankang Guoshi is too sinister!"

Qin Mu cried and laughed, and said: "I never thought about rebelling. However, the national teacher is so sinister..."

————The second chapter may not be able to be written today, so don’t wait. Xuzhou Blizzard here, no one in the family for ten days, cold muscles are sore, open air conditioning and heating can not warm up for a while. The house pig will try to make up tomorrow!