Tales of Herding Gods

On the back of the black tiger god, the mulberry is very tense. Here is the enemy's lair. The black tiger **** took them here, has it been rebellious?

"However, he is a god. There is no need to lie to us. If you want to kill us, you can take it directly or eat it."

Despite this thought, she was still nervous.

After all, here is the enemy camp!

The Mozu has existed for one or two thousand years in Taihuangtian. In the memory of Mulberry, the Mozu has always been extremely wicked, and there is no evil, and it is in their hands. It is a happy thing to die!

And now they are in the enemy camp.

She looked around, and there were countless demons around her. The number of devils was so heart-rending. It seemed to be lurking beasts. They might come up at any time and tear them into pieces!

The mulberry hands are cold and sweaty, and it is hard to move away when they are in a demon.

The demon **** is naked, the skin has no ordinary texture, only a group of flame lines, wrapped around the body.

His two eyes are also very strange, like two groups of flames in the eyelids, seeing her, showing a smile: "Little girl, I have seen you, your family is dead in my hands, right? ”

Mulberry's eyes clenched his fists and said nothing.

Qin Mu looked at the demon god, and his pupils shrank, remembering the encounter he had when he first met with Mulberry. That night, the devil attacked the city, and the father of Mulberry went to resist the demon and fell into siege. A demon **** broke into the home of Mulberry and killed her family.

The scene at the time was terrible. Although I could not see the face of Mulberry, at that time he could feel the fear and anger of this girl.

Qin Mu and her escaping together, which allowed her to escape.

At that time, Qin Mu and Sang Yu were in two worlds. He did not see the face of the demon god. But now through the expression of the mulberry, he can confirm the naked devil in front of him, that is, the demon **** who slaughtered the mulberry family. .

“The architectural style here is very similar to our big market. I saw many relics of the Kaihuang era in the big market, which is similar to the palace here.”

Qin Mu suddenly smiled: "Sister Sang, maybe you are too attached to our big market."

He wants to divert the attention of this girl, but the mulberry is very worried and has not heard clearly.

The black tiger **** interface said: "Tai Huang Tian is originally the jurisdiction of the Kaihuang, belonging to the first heaven of the thirty-three heavens, so the architectural similarity is not surprising."

"Tai Huangtian is the jurisdiction of the Kaihuang period?"

Qin Mu’s heart shocked and lost his voice: “Where is the thirty-three heavens? Isn’t the opening of the Emperor’s era already over?”

The black tiger **** wondered: "The era of the opening of the emperor was over? What happened? When the emperor was still alive, how could the era of the opening of the emperor end? As long as the emperor is still there, the era of the emperor will never end!"

Qin Mu’s heart is in chaos, a heart is beating wildly, and the era of the Emperor is not over yet!

This news is too shocking!

However, he immediately remembered his experience in the Great Market and the capital of the capital. The statue of the king of the Tianwang Temple was opened to the king, and the dragon unicorn was riding to kill the dragon king. The king of the capital also mentioned that the king had gone to the town of worry-free.

Both of these things reveal that the era of the opening of the emperor should not end!

However, the black tiger **** said this thing, but he was shocked and shocked.

"Qin Mu, your heart is not stable, it will be bad for you to wait for the shelf."

The black tiger **** is awe-inspiring and said: "Your state of mind is not strong enough, and you don't want to stabilize your heart?"

Qin Muzhen, do not understand: "What dry rack?"

"Arrived!"

The black tiger **** suddenly stopped and shook his body, shaking him and the mulberry. The two landed, the black tiger **** shook, turned into the **** of the tiger's first person, looked down at the two, frowned, screamed: "The Lord, these two people are overwhelmed, the mind is chaotic! Let They go to the shelf, and most of them have to lose a lot!"

Mulberry just saw the demon **** who almost destroyed his own door. His heart was stirring and it was difficult to hold himself. Qin Mu was also shocked by the news of the black tiger god. Hey, now they are not in a good state.

However, when I heard the words of the black tiger, the two men returned to God and looked forward.

I saw the palaces in front of them. These palaces are very strange. These palaces are bathed in the fire, but they are not damaged. These flames are like the ones that are emitted from the palace. The palace is almost transparent and burned from the outside. The interior of the palace.

It is these palaces that emit their own flames, and the flames radiate, shining the city brightly!

In the sky above the palace, a respected demon is confronting each other. Qin Mu immediately sees the widow's saints. Many gods stand behind the widowers, and there are sang's fathers.

On the opposite side, it is another demon god, but it is not like a demon, but it seems to be a bit gentle, but there is no ear.

He had a face in the left ear and a face in the right ear.

Qin Mu couldn't see him behind him. I don't know if there is a face in the back of the head.

The main hall is surrounded by a black pillar with a large number of black pillars. The black pillar is like a black tower, which is obliquely inserted in the vast square.

A big, awkward axe was also cut into the square, and the handle of the axe was almost as thick as the black pillar.

Qin Mu only noticed at this time that it was not a black pillar, nor a black tower, but a big gun.

This black big gun crossed the axe of the widow's saint and stood in the square.

The two weapons were too big, and there was a crack in the ground.

"Admission."

The black tiger **** urged: "After the death of the person in front, it is your turn."

Qin Mu and Mulberry walked forward and came to the edge of the square. I saw a few young supernatural people around the square. They were covered in blood and were adjusting their breath. They also had hyperthyroidism. They should have just come down from the battlefield.

Opposite, there are also some young supernaturals, but they are devils. They should also come down from the battlefield, and they will be hurt, and they will be fierce and fierce.

"The Lord, the man brought it." The black tiger **** went up to the widowed sage.

The coward's saints said: "Why are they uneasy?"

The black tiger **** quickly said: "The minds of the descendants of the protagonist are too bad. I heard that it is still the era of the emperor, and the soul is not guarded."

The widow's sage glanced at him, and the black tiger's two long ears slammed on the back of the head and obeyed the posts, not dare to talk.

The widowed sage looked at Qin Mu, but saw that Qin Mu was flipping through the bag, then pulled out a piece of black iron and poked a fire that overflowed from a palace.

The coward's saint frowned: "I don't know what to do, or do you want to jump off the temper. I don't know if it works. Do I look away? The battlefield is obviously not so curious..."

The black iron in the hands of Qin Mu immediately burned up. Soon the black iron was hot. He quickly dropped the black iron. The black iron landed, the flame on it did not go out, and the blink of an eye turned into a pool of molten iron.

The molten iron is still burning, and when it takes less time to breathe, it turns into ashes.

"It's no wonder that here is called the city, this fire is actually a fire!"

The widowed sage frowned again, and the voice of his younger generation’s surprise came to break the silence: “It’s not just from the fire, but also the magic fire!”

The black tiger **** couldn't help but remind him: "There was been captured by the Mozu, and the magic fire was hidden from the fire. It is the devil's head used to count other people! Don't touch it, beware of burning. Right, how are you? Do you know that there is a magic fire in the fire?"

"There is a high temperature from the fire. It is very effective for forging. It can easily melt the black iron, but it will not burn the black iron."

Qin Mu explained: "The magic fire has terrible erosion, but the temperature is not high. Just now the black iron is melted away from the fire, and the black iron is burned, it is the role of the magic fire."

He suddenly blinked his eyes and shocked the black tiger god. He was excited: "The magic fire can also be used to smelt the spirits. It is the fire of the smelting spirits from the fire! This time it is right, my swords and Can go further!"

Dumb taught him the secret of smelting. He knows the magical effect of each kind of flame. At this moment, he saw two kinds of flames and couldn't help but get excited. He immediately took out a large iron plate and bracket and took a black iron sledgehammer.

"Tiger brother, you don't know, my sword pill has been refined to the point of softness, and then the sword is like a running water. For a long time, I have not found a superior flame, now I found it!"

Qin Mu took out the sword pill and smiled at the black tiger **** who was stunned: "The magic fire can burn the mysterious iron, but it can't burn the Xuanjin elite. My sword is made with Xuanjin elite, which is also mixed with God. The treasures such as gold, the magic fire is calcined, but can be refined to impurities."

The demon of the surrounding gods was sluggish. I saw that Qin Mufei quickly set up a smelting station, and took a set of black felt cloth aprons on his body. He put a mouthful sword on the smelting table and put a flying sword into the flame. in.

when.

The iron-clad sound astounded the atmosphere that was dignified from the city. Qin Mu seriously recognized his own spirits and each stroke was absorbed.

"Playing the millet!"

Mulberry whispered: "How do you know how to make a treasure?"

Qin Mutou did not raise, humble: "Having studied for more than ten years, it is higher than my achievements."

The mulberry spit out his tongue and looked at his iron-like appearance. His heart suddenly settled down and no longer panic. Her father saw that she had come, and frowned slightly, and opened her mouth, but she still endured.

When, when, when.

Qin Mu forging does not stop, although there are more than a dozen gods here, but the only voice is his ironing sound, knocking people upset.

Suddenly, the devil who was opposite the widow's sage twisted his head and changed his face, and he said with a smile: "The singer finally saw the celestial celestial celestial priest, and it was really famous to meet. Your descendant is very interesting. Are you sure you want him to play for you?"

The widowed sage is indifferent: "The heart is like iron. He used to be uneasy, but he used iron to polish his panic and calm down. This is a kind of deep mind cultivation method. understand?"

When, when, when.

Qin Mu is still picking up a sledgehammer and knocking it all the time. There is no such thing as a refining heart. Instead, it is like a real iron.

The widowed sage jumped and jumped, and the cheeks couldn’t stand. The heart said: "How come?"

Below, Qin Mu will collect the refining sword, and then take out a large number of flying swords and put them into the fire for calcination.

The widowed sage had a blue vein on his forehead, and then the blue veins were forced by him.

Binding Luohaha laughed: "You can't get rid of me, I can't get rid of you. If so, let these juniors fight for us! Heavenly Master, if I win here, you will go back and continue. Sleeping your feelings is your dream of a clear autumn. If you win here, I will give you away from the city!"

The widowed sage hesitated, only to hear the sound of Dangdang, Qin Mu is still serious about playing iron.

Behind him, the master of Mingyi City whispered: "Tianshi is relieved, I am also a young talented person, and all the young people who have the capital of the true gods will not be weaker than the disciples who are bound to the Japanese."

The widowed sage looked at Qin Mu, and Qin Mu was still hitting the iron, only to nod.

————The first one today, ask for a monthly ticket! The goddess wants to rush to the monthly ticket list, but also hopes that everyone will support the firepower!