Tales of Herding Gods

Long Qilin was shocked: "Five million roads, less than 10%. Doesn't this mean that the mother-in-law has lived for at least 50 million years?"

Qin Mu is still counting the annual rings. He said: "You said too little. This wooden stick is just the core of Yuanmu, the core of the tree. You don't know how many layers of skin are outside, not the complete tree. The core can have One tenth of her true annual ring is a good one."

The smoker was also shocked. Doesn’t this mean that the mother’s age was 500 million years old?

"The son, since this stick is not the real annual ring of the mother, why should we count it?" The smoke is quite puzzled.

Qin Mu counted and distracted: "The annual ring is not the purpose. I just want to see the annual ring of this treasure, and then decide what it is suitable for refining. And the mother of the ring in the annual ring. Some secrets of the early years... For example, the laps of the annual rings are extremely dense, indicating that a big event happened two million years after the birth of the motherland, so that Yuanmu almost stopped growing. This big event shows that the Yuan Dynasty was robbed."

What happened before Longhan was a blank for all the creatures of the day after tomorrow. The ancient gods did not say that no one could know what happened at that time.

That is the age of Taigu Hongmeng, and there is no record of that era in the world.

Qin Mu carefully counted the annual ring, whispered: "The core of Yuanmu is more than 7.6 million years, of which there are ten disasters, so that Yuanmu almost stopped growing. It seems that during the reign of the ancient gods, the Yuan Dynasty did not Taiping... But the ancient gods are the most powerful existence of the Taigu Hongmeng era. How can they be in danger? Is it because they kill each other and have any external strength?"

It is reasonable to say that the ancient gods are the strongest existence of Taikoo. Nothing can threaten them, and the motherland is the same as the existence of Tubo and Tiangong. The strength is only inferior to the ancient gods.

Such a existence in the Taigu Hongmeng period is unlikely to be dangerous, unless Tubo, Tiangong or the ancient gods sent her to her. But at that time, the contradiction between these ancient existences had not reached the level of incompatibility, and they could not kill each other.

Qin Mu thought for a long time, and did not think of it.

"The core of Yuanmu has such a multi-year round, and it has been refined into my gods, and it has been cherished to control the situation. I am afraid of difficulties. Perhaps it is possible to imprint the rune imprint on each annual ring, a heavy annual ring. A heavy array of law, a heavy heaven. More than 7.6 million heavy arrays of law, the energy of the array alone, is enough to destroy the earth!"

Qin Mu is full of fighting spirit, but with the black face, the core of the Yuanmu core is too many, his knowledge is simply not enough to brand all the annual rings.

His knowledge reserve is not so deep.

"Can it be used as a big gun? But for the shooting method, I am not proficient... Can it be used as a flying sword?"

He moved his mind and tried to infuse the spirit into the core of Yuanmu. Immediately, Qin Mu was black as carbon.

His vitality has returned to its peak state, not inferior to respecting God. However, such a huge mana influx into the core of this Yuanmu, but it seems to be muddy cattle into the sea, and is completely filled with dissatisfaction.

The mother of the earth did give him a great treasure. Even the existence of the realm of the emperor could not produce such a treasure. However, he could not force the power of the core of Yuanmu!

Qin Mu continued to motivate the vitality, finally let the core of the Yuanmu fly, but this wooden stick is too long, he took a few sword flowers, and immediately found that he had no mana.

"No wonder the mother is running so fast!"

Qin Mu explored the stick and danced a few times, but found that it was a big gun, but there was no gun, but it was too long when it became a stick.

"If you can be shorter..."

He just thought of it, the core of Yuanmu immediately shortened a lot.

Qin Mu smashed and said: "A little shorter."

The core of Yuanmu has been shortened.

Qin Mudao: "A little shorter."

The core of Yuanmu has been reduced to three feet, and Qin Mu copied it into his hands. When he became a wooden sword, he suddenly became a lot of people. He couldn’t help but say: "Long!"

puff--

The core of Yuanmu in his hand suddenly soared, turned into a long stick, and climbed to the hills hundreds of miles away, and the mountain was pulled out of a thin hole, and the club head appeared on the other side of the mountain.

Qin Mu was shocked and pumped hard. He couldn’t take the core of Yuanmu, but he said: “Short...”

Just listening to the call, Qin Mu body could not help but fly out of Long Qilin's head, and the shortened stick slammed into the hill with a bang.

The dragon unicorn and the smoker were stunned. I saw that the mountain was hit and cracked. After a moment, Qin Mu jumped out of the mountain. It was very embarrassing.

Qin Mu heart fretting, took out the sword pill, Jianmao flew up and down on the stick head, turned into a gun tip, and then walked with the gun, the big gun suddenly big and small, suddenly thick and thin, time is short, when hard and soft, It can even be rotated around his body like a big cockroach.

"The core of Yuanmu is not bad."

Qin Mufei returned and praised him. He took the sword and took it back. He smiled and said: "Unfortunately, I can't turn it into a wooden sword. I am afraid that I can't stab people. I don't have much research on the shooting method. It is a pity that I fell in my hands."

He put the core of Yuanmu into the pocket, and the smoke went up to help him sort out the messy clothes.

Qin Mu took out the small jade bottle, opened the seal, urging the vitality, wrapped in a drop of Hongmeng Yuan liquid flying out, smiled and said: "Smoke, this is yours."

The smoker was shocked and happy, and quickly swallowed the drop of Hongmengyuan.

Long Qilin envy is very, Qin Mudao: "Dragon fat, you can not suppress the energy of Hongmengyuan liquid, give you a drop, you will die. When you grow up, I will give you a drop."

Long Qilin said that he was, let go of his heart.

"With the core of Yuanmu, maybe you can rescue the master..."

Qin Mu looked at the unmanned people, took out the mahogany hairpins, and spurred the rivers, and the Tianhe River was turbulent and connected to the river.

After the scorpion rescued him, he told him that the Qikang emperor had heard in the river, and the East Tianqing Emperor took Wei Suifeng, and Wei Suifeng Shenjiang, Wei Suifeng and the ghost ship merged and took the opportunity to take the opportunity.

Previously, they were in the sphere of influence of the East Heaven Palace. Qin Mu didn't want to disturb the Dongtian Palace, and the mother of the place was dare to appear. It should have left the territory of the East Heaven Palace, so Qin Mu tried to use the mahogany to make the ghost ship. Together with Wei Suifeng, he was rescued from Ling Tianzun's supernatural powers.

The magical power in the mahogany hairpin was stimulated, and Jiang Xin immediately turned up the fog. The fog seemed to flow from the past, and the river was churning, hehe!

The river and the Tianhe are integrated into one, and they are cut into two sections. Nowadays, they are reunited. Jiangzhong suddenly picks up various visions, and the light from the river bursts out and shines in the sky.

Large ships and ships, overlapping palaces, countless gods, countless visions emerged, all kinds of sounds mixed, deafening!

These visions are the history of the river, the characters and buildings of the past, and the events that took place in history. At this moment, they are driven by Ling Tianzun’s unspeakable magical powers, and a brain emerges!

The Tianhe River and the Yongjiang River were violently turbulent. Suddenly, the entire Tianhe River vacated and flew up to the sky. The rivers thousands of miles wide floated in the sky. Various visions appeared. Those floating palaces seemed to be from the dust of history. In this era!

Bang-

The buildings of all ages collide with the gods and devils, and countless pieces have been raised from the sky, and the monks are incomparable.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker. A ghost ship sails in the fog. The ghost ship is black and the chain is flying around the ghost ship. It is like a dragon, but it does not touch the ghost ship.

Qin Mu holding the palm of the mahogany hair violently trembled, hurriedly grabbed the hair with both hands and stabilized his body shape, but even so, the peach wood hairpin still has a tendency to get rid of it.

"Wei Suifeng -"

Qin Mu screamed loudly and slammed his arm under his arm. He tried to grab the mahogany hair and shouted: "Master, still not?"

The ghost ship, marching in the dark fog, approached here.

At this time, the space is becoming more and more unstable. The space around Qin Mu is collapsing. The times seem to overlap, the palaces, the gods, the stacks, and even the ghost ships have broken signs!

On the ghost ship, a middle-aged man appeared in the bow of the boat, and Zhang mouth said something to him. However, the echoes of various histories appeared at the same time, and he was very noisy, and he could not hear what he was saying.

Qin Mu vacated a palm, quickly took out the core of Yuanmu and said: "Big-"

call--

The core of Yuanmu skyrocketed and went to the ghost ship, getting longer and longer, trying to build a wooden bridge between the present and the past.

The length of the core of Yuanmu is not measurable. However, the ghost ship in the fog and black gas seems to be out of reach. On the ghost ship, Wei Suifeng flew up and tried to meet Yuanmu, but just flew up and then his body collapsed. The next moment appeared again in the bow, as if not left.

"...Figure..."

His voice faintly came.

Qin Mu can no longer control the mahogany hair, only to disperse the mana, Tianhe suddenly disconnected, another Tianhe disappeared, the river fell from the sky, fell into the river, ghost ships, buildings, palaces and countless gods quickly retreated, disappeared In the past history.

The fog is also shrinking at a rapid speed, and it will soon disappear without a trace.

The core of a yuan wood fell into the hands of Qin Mu.

Around Qin Mu, the turbulent space suddenly recovered and calmed down. It seems that the vision just was an illusion.

"The mahogany hair can't pull the ghost ship out of the magical power of Ling Tianzun. Can you only save him by the map?"

Qin Mu stunned, put away the mahogany hairpin, and said: "Smoke, take us away!"

The smoker immediately flew into a dragon bird, grabbed the dragon unicorn and threw it on his back, Qin Mu also fell on her back, and the smoke fluttered and immediately carried them to fly away.

When they walked on their forefoot, the space was distorted. A very powerful demon came here, and looked around, but did not find any traces.

Suddenly, a demon erected a portal, the portal opened, and the cloudy emperor walked out of the door and looked around.

"Black Emperor, the Tianhe vision just broke out, the history reappeared, the river was reconnected, need to report to heaven?" A **** is human.

The cloudy son frowned, said: "The Tianhe is divided into two sections, and it has been reconnected?"

The **** of humanity said: "The other sudden Tianhe suddenly appeared, and it soon disappeared."

Yin Tianzi patrolled four times and shouted: "It's a big deal, give me a thorough investigation, and see what the devils and ghosts are making waves! This matter, I personally reported to heaven!"

Those gods have left.

Yin Tianzi turned and walked into the portal, whispering: "Ling Tianzun, ghost ship... Can't this place be stable? Who is the old account of history?"

————The home was flooded, the parents were still at home, the road was blocked, they were worried about death, and they talked to their parents in the morning. They were not willing to go to the old house and would not want to live with me.