Tales of Herding Gods - 229

In the hall, Hu Linger lay motionless on Long Qilin’s back, secretly opened his eyes and saw a man’s head roll down.

This scene is very strange, there are obviously no enemies, but these powerhouses in the realm of heaven and human will die immediately as long as they step into this yard!

The other people are like a big enemy, a celestial realm shouting, sword aura like frost, silver frost wrapped around their body, slowly walked into the yard, their gazes were vigilant, and they glanced around.

His swordsmanship is fierce, and countless sword lights are swimming around him, like tiny fish swimming around him happily.

He adopts a passive defensive style of play. Thousands of tiny swordfish swim around, containing his extremely powerful cultivation base. As long as he encounters hostility, he will immediately counterattack and give the opponent a fatal blow!

He also had no choice. The enemy came and went without a trace. He couldn’t see where the enemy was and how to take action. So many powerful men in the realm of heaven and human were killed. It was really weird to the extreme.

He did not encounter any danger, but still did not dare to relax his vigilance, and slowly moved towards the hall where Qin Mu and others slept. Then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the hall.

Qin Mu lit a candle in front of the painting to illuminate the painting.

The picture shows the back of a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. The middle-aged man’s face is turned sideways, as if looking at the painter from the corner of his eyes.

The light from his eyes revealed a terrifying killing intent.

This stunning glance was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.

Although there is only this middle-aged man in the painting, it gives the impression that there is still infinite information in the painting that has not been drawn, and this information is hidden in the blank spaces in the painting.

It was a terrifying battle just over. The corpses of countless strong men fell under the feet of the middle-aged man. The corpses floated up in a sea of blood. The bones were dyed red with blood and glowed with strange colors. He grabbed it and pulled it into the gloom.

In the gloomy world, the demon god with two long horns is holding a festive wedding banquet to celebrate the evil spirits of these powerful men as his guests and food.

This is the message hidden in the blank space in this picture!

In the yard, the master of the human realm that day saw the painting and the person in the painting, and suddenly he was taken aback and saw that his head was slipping from his neck. He felt that everything had become so slow, and he seemed to be slowing down. Falling into the darkness without any light, more and more sinking, endless, never falling to the bottom of the darkness.

Boom.

His head fell to the ground and rolled for two weeks, his eyes still rounded.

Suddenly, a big hand came over and grabbed his head.

There were nine people outside the courtyard, standing there with a look of horror. Only the old man with white eyebrows, Taoist Qingshan, was still calm, and it was he who grabbed the head of the expert in the realm of heaven and human.

He is also the only master of life and death among the crowd.

Taoist Qingshan looked into the eyes of the master of the Celestial Realm, and let out a suffocating breath: “Good sword.”

The other eight people looked in a hurry and trembled: “What did Senior Aoyama find?”

“Look at his eyes.”

The eight people approached their heads, and saw a sword light in the left and right eye pupils of the master of the Celestial Realm. The sword seemed to stab head-on, and then in the next instant, the master’s life was terminated!

Taoist Qingshan held up this head and turned towards the hall where Qin Mu and others slept, saying: “Where the sword comes from. What is there?”

He slowly moved his body, slowly looked for the angle, and then saw the flickering light of the candle, then saw a corner of the painting, and said: “It’s a painting. I see the corner of the person in the painting…”

“Senior Qingshan, why bother? Just destroy this house and the people in it?”

A strong man in the realm of celestial beings suddenly made a move, and the sword pill flew into the sky, and the sword light in the sword pill was like a pillar, whizzing towards the house where Qin Mu and others were located!

The sword pillar was extremely thick, and everything it passed was shattered by the rotating sword light!

Sword-around style pioneered by Yankang Guoshi!

National Master Yankang is not a privateer, many of the sword styles he pioneered have been spread. There are many swordsmen in the arena who practice the swordsmanship of the National Master, and this person who shoots is one of the best!

His attainments in the circling sword style are still above that of many people.

This sword is majestic and majestic. If it is to sweep the hall, everything in the hall will inevitably be twisted into powder and no longer exist. Whether it is Qin Mu in the room, the Demon God or the Dragon Qilin, it will be shattered!

“Don’t be murderous with that painting!”

Taoist Qingshan’s complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

I saw that the sword pillar suddenly encountered an invisible barrier and was still in the air.

There was a red mark on the eyebrows of the strong man who had just drawn the sword, and a drop of blood flowed out of the red mark, and then staggered and thumped to the ground.

“Be careful!” Taoist Qingshan said sharply.

His aura exploded, and six roars rang out from his body, but the six gods, the spiritual fetus, the five yaws, the Liuhe, the seven stars, the heavens, and the life and death, all opened!

Around him, a strong man in the realm of heaven and humans could not stand still, and was forced to retreat continuously by his monstrous aura.

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Behind Qingshan Taoist, ghosts of gods and demons appeared, the dragon head human body, like a god descending, half of the body in the void, half of the body stepped into reality.

Taoist Qingshan grabbed a bright mirror in his hand and stared nervously at the hall where Qin Mu and the others slept, his voice hoarse: “Aren’t you on guard? Do you die?”

At this moment, Qin Mu who was sleeping in the hall squinted his eyes and saw a figure floating down from the wall behind him. He could only see the back of a middle-aged man, stretched very long by the candlelight.

This middle-aged man who walked down from the painting was long and thin, with a sword on his back, very quiet, like a spirit without a body, drifting into the courtyard.

The figure looked up at the sky, pulled out the sword on his back, danced and sang softly, the sword light moved, and the fish and dragon danced.

“One sword opens the emperor’s blood, the mountains and rivers are there, the heart is vast, looking around, the country no longer wears old clothes…”

Qin Mu didn’t dare to move, only to feel that the world was suddenly full of sharp sword energy and sword light, shuttled around him, wandering in time and space.

He closed his eyes, but there was sword light flashing through the darkness in front of him, tearing the darkness apart.

He heard the sound of sword qi breaking through the air in his ears, very anxious, very short.

He opened his eyes, and there were criss-crossing sword lights everywhere in front of him. There was another roar from outside the yard, and there were terrifying waves crashing. In the dim night, other houses in this small village flew up into the sky. The air disintegrated and shattered.

Qin Mu’s heart was pounding: “Grandpa deaf has given his soul, he has given soul to the village chief in the painting…”

Suddenly, all the sounds and light disappeared, and the low voice of singing also disappeared.

Qin Mu’s eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he vaguely saw a figure walking towards him, as if to return to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure collapsed and turned into a pool of ink falling on the ground.

Qin Mu was stunned, opened his eyes hurriedly, looked back cautiously, and saw the painting hanging on the wall turned into a piece of white paper.

The lights flickered, and the surroundings were silent.

Qin Mu let out a sulky breath, and Hu Ling’er opened his eyes and whispered: “The son…”

“It’s safe now, go to sleep.”

Qin Mu said, “I have to climb the mountain tomorrow. There is a long way to go.”

Fox Ling’er buried his head, Qin Mu also fit and lay down, looking at the white paper behind the candlelight, there was peace in his heart.

On the second day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and walked into the courtyard, only to see that the small village last night had become a piece of white ground, and the other houses had disappeared. Only their half of the courtyard was left, and the walls collapsed. For the most part, the East House fell halfway, and the roof of the West House was gone.

Qin Mu washed up and set up a pot to make breakfast. Fox Ling’er fixed the mechanism of the Dutian Devil and ran out with the Dusky Demon. Hu Ling’er screamed in surprise.

Long Qilin woke up in a daze, took a look outside, yawned, licked his paws, washed his face indiscriminately with wet paws, and curiously said: “Where have we been? Where did the village go yesterday… …Master, have you started to have breakfast? Can I sprinkle a little cumin on my Red Fire Spirit Pill today? I want to change the taste…”

Qin Mu grabbed some cumin, fetched half a bucket of Red Fire Spirit Pill, and sprinkled it on it.

Long Qilin looked down at the food in front of him, raised his head and said in confusion: “It’s only half a fight.”

Qin Mu said angrily: “You are now fat and can hardly run, enough half-fights!”

Long Qilin said: “When I was growing up, if you cut off food, I will not grow up…”

“You still have a body?”

Qin Mu was furious and tried to squeeze the meat on his belly, but found that he couldn’t squeeze it at all: “You don’t have a long body, you have long meat. You squeeze it yourself to see if you can squeeze a wrinkle!”

Long Qilin also stretched out his paws and squeezed, and found that he could not squeeze, and said: “I have a physique that can grow flesh even when drinking cold water…”

Hu Ling’er ran over and said with an aura: “Fat Long, you will drink cold water from now on!”

Long Qilin hurriedly guarded the Scarlet Fire Spirit Pill in front of him, and said with a smile: “I’m not afraid of being hungry, I always want to eat more. Half a fight is half a fight, and there can be no less, otherwise I will really be hungry and skinny. Head off.”

The Dutian Demon King came and saw that Qin Mu had eaten and drank enough, and was taking down the painting with only white paper in front of the hall, and said: “Is this painting painted by your grown-up?”

Qin Mu nodded.

Dutian Demon King was silent for a moment, and said, “The person in the painting is also yours?”

Qin Mu put the scroll in the gluttonous bag and nodded again.

Dutian Demon King said: “I am not afraid of them. However, it is not a way for you to lock me in this demon statue. How about you unlock the seal and leave my consciousness in your world, return to Dutian, and no longer set foot here? ?”

Qin Mu was noncommittal and said, “Ling’er, eat quickly, so we can continue on our way.”

The Demon King has a big head.

After Hu Linger had eaten enough, Qin Mu stepped forward to help wash the dishes, put the washed dishes in the gluttonous bag, looked at the surplus grain in the gluttonous bag, and said: “It can support the big market. Lord Devil, go. Bar.”

The Dutian Demon King followed and said, “I am not afraid of them. I am really coming, and no one is afraid…”

The Shenduan Mountain Range stretched for thousands of miles. Qin Mu and others came to the foot of the mountain and saw that the mountain range was extremely steep, difficult for apes to climb, and difficult for birds to cross.

Qin Mu took out the geographic map of Yankang, searched it carefully, and said with a smile: “Kurjiling Canyon is not far from here. Let’s go!”

As he was talking, suddenly the dark clouds in the sky split a line, and a giant red snake poked its head out of the clouds, bursting into flames, and spreading the clouds, and then golden insects flew from the cracked clouds. Going out, flying around, a few bugs are flying here.