Tales of Herding Gods

When the light from the shackles of the shackles was dissipated, the roots and the roots were broken everywhere, like the smashed snake squirming.

The Lord of the Winds is hard to kill, and even then, his roots are still squirming and trying to get together.

However, the two roots must touch each other, and even if the road wounds caused by the funeral oracles are triggered, the sacred sacred sacred sacs will erupt, and the roots will be riddled with holes.

Qin Mu saw a sigh of relief.

He relaxed, and there was no pain in the whole body. After a battle with the master of Chu Ge, he had been in a state of injury. The correct decision should be to cultivate for a period of time and return to the peak state to deal with the Lord of the Wind.

However, the time is urgent. If the Lord of the Wind and the Lord of Joy are converging, he is not the opponent of the two main lords.

Moreover, the two lords did not come completely. After the advent of the dynasty, if they were placed in the void, it is not known whether the single Qin dynasty is their opponent.

Therefore, he can only be wounded and wounded. Fortunately, he was stunned on the road and rejoiced. If the joy of the Lord came to meet with the Lord of the Wind, then this battle would only be a defeat.

"Too easy will not hate me, right?"

Qin Muzhen lived in an injury, and the road wound left by the Changfeng Temple was not troublesome. The road wound caused by the funeral oracle was a lot of trouble, and it was difficult to cure in a short time.

Before he came to Taiyi, the turbulent waves of the funeral road subsided. Although the gods experienced two tossings, they were still unscathed and solid, and the end was a good coffin.

Qin Mu gently touched the coffin, dragging hard, and dragging it to the ferry boat.

"Too easy to be so strong, the district burial road god, why not him."

Qin Mu is full of confidence in Taiyi, his voice is hoarse and hoarse: "Yu Di, come out quickly. I am off."

I don’t know where the sound of the blue yutian came from the ferry of the world. He said, "Brother, wait a little longer."

Qin Mu could not drag the Tai Yi to the boat, but had to stop and rest. After a while, Lan Yutian still disappeared.

"Yu Di, still not coming out?" He wondered.

"Wait for a while, I think I'm coming out!"

Qin Mu waited for a while, waited for the anxiety, and said: "Is it not lost?"

Lan Yutian’s perception of the road is extremely high, and it is a natural near-behavior. But there is a downside that is habitually lost. He used to get lost to the West, and mixed with the false flower for a while, leaving the virtual flower and getting lost again. Too imaginary, a confusing collection of a group of disciples. Fortunately, I met Qin Mu, and this brought him back.

There are a large number of golden temples in the world. In order to search for the place where the emperor was located, Qin Mu calculated the number of the golden temple through a large and complicated calculation, and got an amazing number. Qin Fengqing used the method of Youdu to incarnate hundreds of millions and searched these golden temples.

If Lan Yutian is not a road idiot, he can also figure out a way to touch it out, but he is.

He borrowed the speciality of the gold ship, saved himself, and trapped the Lord of the Wind, but did not expect to lose himself.

"The younger brother is afraid that he will not be able to touch it for tens of thousands of years."

Qin Mu struggled to spare all the effort, dragging Taiyi to the boat, lying on the deck and gasping, exhausted, and then he closed his eyes and slowly fell into a dream.

Numerous small Qin Mu drilled in the wounds of his body, Maha Maha's communication, observing the scars of the wounds, and deducing the magical and Taoist principles of the wounds.

After a while, deeper dreams spread out, and there were many small Qinshens coming out, holding axe chisel in their hands. Unlike other Qinmu, these small Qinmu had blood and flesh, and it was the road of Qin Mu and the spirit of Hongmeng. The change.

Each Qin Mu is like the most industrious worker bee worker ants. It surrounds the wounds of Qin Mu, knocks and beats, and uses his own Taoist magic to remove the wounds.

Other small Qin Mu curious to look at these new partners, have asked: "Maha Maha?"

“Hey?”

Those new forms of small partners are serious, they don’t care about them, and they are impatient. This responds to one sentence: "Abba, Aba!"

Other small Qin dynasty big eyes, a pair of understandable look, in fact, did not understand anything.

There are also some small Qin Mu, who are dressed up by pharmacists, or carrying a medicine box, or carrying a medicine sputum, or a hand-to-tank furnace, tinkering in the wounds of the refining and toxic road, very serious.

Those little Qins and herdsmen came together and asked about it, but they were poisoned by these pharmacists, Qin Mu, and they vomited and twitched.

Other Qin Mu pointed to them laughing, a look of gloating: "Aba!"

When Qin Mu is about to wake up, these small Qin Mu rushed to the brain of Qin Mu and disappeared one after another.

Qin Mu stretched his body and felt that he woke up, his spirits were shaking, and his body injury had disappeared.

He stood up and checked Taiyi and checked again, but he saw that Lan Yutian still could not get out of the Golden Temple.

"The younger brother is probably lost."

During his time in the healing of the dream, the Golden Boat has traveled for more than ten days, drifting in the direction of the ancestral court, and is very close to the ancestral court.

Qin Mu slightly frowned, this golden ship is in accordance with his intentions, away from the Yuan Dynasty, close to the ancestral court. In his sleep, the world in his dreams is strange and magnificent, and his thoughts are uncontrollable. He is arrogant and arrogant, so the gold boat chooses his most thoughtful thoughts.

"I don't know if the roots of the Lord of the Winds will become a hidden danger."

There was some anxiety in his heart. He should stay, wait for the injury, and wipe out all the roots of the Lord of the Wind. This will ensure that there is no trouble.

However, the gold ship has already arrived here, and it is too late to go back. Indeed, as the gold ship is going, his heart is more worried about the ancestral court.

"The roots of the Lord of the Winds must be devastated by the sacred priests. Every root must have the wounds left by the burial priests. He does not have my vision and can't erase these injuries. The problem should be small. ”

Qin Mu is still a little weak, and the two main levels of the hard-hit temple exist, so that his repair is a lot of damage, and repairing is not a dream can be restored.

He took a short break and his mind was slightly moved. The golden temple on the gold boat disappeared automatically. The speed of the disappearance of the Golden Temple was not fast. Qin Mu left the blue Yutian enough time to let him rush from another golden temple to another golden temple.

After a long time, the front ancestral court was looking forward to see the Yankang and the allied forces in the world, and there was only one gold temple on the gold ship.

Lan Yutian carefully opened the door of the temple, and the probe looked out and looked out. I saw that the gold boat of the world had only been a hundred feet long, and it was relieved to take a step out of the Golden Temple.

"Yu Di, have you seen it?" Qin Mu stood at the bow of the ship and raised his finger to the distant ancestral court. His body was too easy to stand up behind him.

Lan Yutian stepped forward and looked at Taiyi, and saw that Taiyi was put on the boat by his head and feet. He hurriedly lifted the shackle and turned it upside down.

He stepped forward and looked in the direction of Qin Mu's fingers. He saw the ancestral turmoil and the magnificent, the heavens were floating in the center of the ancestral center, the gods were deterred, the gods became clouds, and the golden light was released. The former heavens are even more spectacular!

The crown of the world tree has grown to the extent that the canopy covers the sky. The avenue is like a tidal wave, which sprang out from the canopy, making the ancestral world more and more wide.

Under the canopy of the world tree, a magnificent city of gods floats, and the chains of the roads descend from the sky. The caves penetrate the earth and connect the mountains and rivers. It seems to be locking these **** cities to prevent the **** city from flying out of the sky.

In the past few decades, the ancestral changes have been great. The prehistoric powerhouses and enlightened people have sneaked over and changed the land, bringing the beauty of the ancestral court and the thrilling beauty.

"Brother, what did you see?" Lan Yutian looked for a long time, and did not know what Qin Mu said.

The ancestral court is too big, and there are many places worthy of attention. The world tree, the ancestral holy land, and the five trees on the heavenly court are all very eye-catching.

"A string."

The direction of Qin Mu's finger is the orientation of Zuting Yujing City. Shen Sheng said: "A string from the 16th century. This string comes from the Chaos River in the 16th century. Tian Zun pulled and pulled the string out of the Zuting Yujing City."

His eyebrows are striking, and he can even penetrate the time and space, gain insight into chaos, and see the past.

What he saw was that this string was extended from the past universe. As the Emperor Tiandi walked out of the ancestral jade city, it grew longer and longer, and the history of the universe, which lasted for six billion years, came. Now, follow the direction of Tian Tianzun to the heavens.

This can hardly be detected, that is, Qin Mu’s eyes can see that other people can’t notice the existence of this string.

"The Emperor of Heaven, no longer exists, only the dog left under the door of Zuting Yujing City."

Qin Mu spit out a sullen gas, Shen Sheng said: "What you want to do is to lead this string to heaven, and to convince the five enlightened people there, to use this power for your own use!"

In front of the gold ship, Yuetian Zunyou Tianzun and others have stabilized the army, did not take the initiative to attack the ancestral court, but the array is outside the ancestral court. These days, they have been building psionics to move bridges and build large-scale bridges. Convenient to travel with Yankang.

The situation in the ancestral court is not yet clear. At this time, the attack on the ancestral court will only be self-satisfaction.

When the golden ship sailed, Jiang Baigui, Yue Tianzun, Youtianzun, Xushenghua, Yi, Long Qilin, Xuanwu Emperor and so on greeted them. Qin Mu took up Taiyi and walked down the golden boat. Immediately someone approached and put the gold boat it is good.

"Mu Tianzun, the ancestral court lost, fell into the hands of the prehistoric strong, the remnant of the Emperor of Heaven escaped into the ancestral court, with our strength, not the opponents of both sides."

阆涴美眸顾盼, asked: "Is there any action for Tianzun?"

Qin Mu’s eyes fell on her body, and some of her mind was shaken. I only felt that today it seems to be a little different. It is no longer as cold and clear as before. It is just where the change is, but he is not sure.

“There are natural initiatives.”

Qin Mu haha ​​smiled and said: "I went to heaven and went to meet the five enlightened people there. By the way, I saw the goddess and the joyful temple, and the string behind him!"

He smiled and said: "I will go with you."

Not far away, Yanfeng Emperor was a bit strange, touched the beard, and turned his head to Jiang Baigui: "National division, there are ghosts inside. I think this creator wants to smash the corner of my spiritual home."

Jiang Baigui looked at his nose and nose and said: "Your Majesty wants more."

Yanfeng Emperor will be suspicious.

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