Tales of Herding Gods - 440. Chapter 420

The big ruins in the dark are both quiet and lively. Quietness is for people who have no strength to hide in the villages and ruins. If they have enough strength, the night of the big ruins will be extremely lively.

Walking in the dark market, you can see all kinds of bizarre scenes, encounter countless unpredictable things, if you have the fate, you can also enter a wonderful world, of course, whether you can come back alive is still Unknown.

The big market this night was very charming. The blizzard just stopped, and where there is light, thick snow balls hanging on the branches and leaves can be seen, wrapped in silver.

The sky suddenly became extremely bright. Many creatures in the Great Ruins raised their heads and looked towards the sky. The dark sky suddenly became brighter.

This color is not a normal light, but the light formed by the explosion of magnificent magical powers, lumps, illuminating the darkness.

If the darkness is substantial, even though it is forced back by these lights, after each retreat, it will still surge up and fill the blank space.

Those rays of light changed and became more and more weird, and the creatures of Daxu saw the stars moving fast, competing and fighting each other in the sky.

The movement of the stars in the sky is very strange, with eighteen stars in the front and two stars in the back. The stars in the front are walking, and the two stars in the back are chasing and harassing them.

Whenever the eighteen stars stopped and prepared to encircle and suppress them, the two stars ran west again. The eighteen stars did not chase, but the two stars caught up again, again harassing. Eighteen stars chased, but those two stars flee with all their strength.

Repeatedly like this, the eighteen stars were dragged down, and it was difficult for them to truly expand their speed.

By the bonfire in the ruins below, the elder guardian looked up at this scene, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart. The purpose of the ancestor of the heavenly devil and Taoist Lingjing is to hold the gods of the heavens, and not directly conflict with them. If they do this, there may be hope for survival.

Suddenly, the stars in the sky dimmed and disappeared from the sky.

The guardian elder’s heart sank. It was the gods of the heaven who had hidden their traces and were tempting the ancestors of the heavenly devil and Taoist Lingjing to find them. As long as they found them, they would be trapped in a circle of encirclement.

“Don’t go…”

The guardian elder became tense in his heart, grabbed his neckline, as if pinching his own heart, and stared at the two moving stars in the sky.

“Don’t approach, don’t approach! Run away—”

Those two stars also seemed to hesitate when they moved. Suddenly, the two stars also dimmed, and there was no light.

The sky became dark again, and they all hid their tracks.

The elder guardian’s eyes were beating, and his heart was beating, violently and nervously.

Everyone hides their tracks, groping and searching in the dark, this time is the most dangerous. The ancestor of the devil and Taoist Lingjing are patient, they are definitely not as strong as the other party, the other party can wait or leave, the ancestor of the devil and Taoist Lingjing must not wait too long, they must confirm whether the other party has left!

Finally, a little star lighted up, and only one star shining brightly.

The next moment the sky suddenly boiled, and all kinds of weird magical powers suddenly erupted, submerging the star, flying dragons and phoenixes, bell towers and towers, all kinds of peculiar shapes, really dazzling.

The power of these magical powers exploded, adding a touch of color to the dark sky, and the surrounding darkness was suddenly dissipated. I saw eighteen sacred gods and monsters in the air, whose faces were either sacred or ferocious. Their limbs were strong and magically powered. The light illuminates, and the texture of various runes emerges.

The Taoist Lingjing who was under their siege was not among them.

“The Taoist Lingjing is the bait!”

The guardian elder’s heart was shocked. The Taoist Lingjing who was the bait was afraid that he would definitely die. No one could survive the siege of the eighteen gods and demons.

The purpose of the Taoist Lingjing is to elicit the eighteen gods of God at his own sacrifice!

The eighteen gods were drawn out to give the ancestors of the sky demons a chance to attack them!

The Taoist Lingjing was extremely powerful, and he was also a man who had tyrannize his life back then. He even dared to compete with the village chief for the top spot in the world, only to lose a finger.

However, if he talks about the skill of sneak attack, he won’t do it.

The teleportation flag of the Celestial Demon Sect is the best way to sneak attack. He draws out these eighteen gods, and the Celestial Demon ancestor seizes the opportunity to sneak attack, and it is possible to severely inflict them!

“The Eight Methods of Lingjing!”

A magnificent shout came from the sky, shocking people’s hearts: “Since then, it will be absolutely loud!”

The elder guardian looked up and saw the final situation of the Taoist Lingjing. His eight methods were not inferior to the village chief’s sword map, but facing the attack of the eighteen gods was useless.

He just blooms his most proud of his unique knowledge, just like a painter splashing ink and calligraphy and calligraphy to show his talents, like a literati and ink guest writing articles as much as he can, he wants to leave his mark in this world, leaving behind Own shadow.

At the same time, a big banner scrolled, and the body of the ancestor of the gods appeared behind the gods and demons, and they hurt them.

The banner scrolled, and his figure appeared beside all the gods at the same time, attacking all the gods at the same time, and in an instant, he injured more than ten gods and demons.

Thunder roared in the sky, and when the sound of magical powers burst out, the sky was already after an unknown number of attacks, and the fluctuations of magical powers came, making the air sometimes warm and sometimes icy, a hurricane blowing down from the sky, and soon The ice and snow melted, and soon it became snowy again.

The teleportation flag of the ancestor of the devil was broken, and was destroyed in the horrible fluctuations of supernatural powers. He also had a teleportation suit.

The elder guardian looked up, and there was a rain of blood in the sky, and the rain of blood was pattering and growing.

One of the twenty constantly moving stars in the sky dimmed, and the star was faltering. Suddenly, in a violent impact, the star extinguished and fell from the sky.

Taoist Ling Jing is dead.

The guardian elder was sad, only the ancestor of the devil was left, he was still fighting, even if he was proficient in the seven good fortunes of the Great Yu Tian Demon Sutra, it would be difficult to change the outcome of this battle.

In the ruins, the elder protector did not look up to watch the battle in the sky, but stared at the flames next to the bonfire, unconsciously putting wood in the fire.

The flame is getting higher and higher, and the fire is getting bigger and bigger, but he can’t notice it at all.

“This winter, why is it so cold…”

He was shivering from the cold, and he added firewood unconsciously: “What’s wrong with this fire? It’s so cold when it burns, and it’s so cold when it’s burning…”

In the sky, there was another star dimmed. Suddenly, this star burst out again. It was so gorgeous, illuminating the sky.

“Good luck Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut faint dawn!”

A cry that splits the darkness came, and it was so exciting and shocking.

when–

A melodious bell sounded from the air, and the bells impacted in all directions. Then the bell sounded dull, and the bell of good fortune was exquisitely sound.

The light of the sky gradually dissipated, and after the eruption, it was slowly invaded by darkness.

Finally, this star fell.

The elder guardian lowered his head and stopped talking.

He was waiting for dawn to collect the bodies of the two old men.

In the sky, the eighteen stars paused for a moment, and then headed eastward.

Daxu, Shenjuan Mountain.

At the peak of the snow-capped mountains, the mountains are as sharp as a knife, and are covered with snow, and the dragons in the sky are approaching here quickly.

The wind was so strong that the beards and manes of these flood dragons fluttered backwards.

Si Yunxiang next to Qin Mu was contacting the young ancestor with her heart, and the saint of the Celestial Demon Sect was startled, and suddenly said to Qin Mu abruptly: “The patriarch said that he is not coming back. He said, you don’t have to think about him.”

Qin Mu was stunned, and Granny turned her head and wiped her eyes quietly.

“This old guy, walked earlier than us.”

The village chief was startled and sighed: “He is still impatient.”

The Divine Duan Mountain Range in front was getting closer and closer, and his eyes jumped over the Divine Duan Mountain Range, which was the big ruins shrouded in darkness.

There, starlights moved in the sky, approaching here.

“Mu’er, stop on the mountain!” the village head suddenly said.

Qin Mu gave an order, and the dragons slowed down and eased their bodies. The dragon’s claws clasped the blade-like mountains and stopped. The dragon’s mane is flying, and the dragon’s body is vigorous, grabbing the Xuanji crossbows on the mountain.

The snow is white, the mountains are black, but some of these dragons are white, some are black, and various colors such as red and sapphire blue. The dragons are shining brightly, which is caused by the natural rune mark on the dragons. The light shines the snow into other colors.

“This battle, right here.”

The village chief looked around and said, “What do you think of this place?”

King Kun looked around and said, “Very well, but it’s a little bit colder.”

Tu Xingfeng jumped off the dragon’s back, tightened his clothes, and muttered: “This ghost place is still so cold and the ground is warm. Emperor Qin, if you go to the underground world of our Tuxing people, you will definitely Eye-opening. The underground world of our Tuxing tribe is full of jade and colored glaze. There are thick crystals hung on the dome under the ground, six-sided, eight-sided, and flowers clustered together. The fire of magma illuminates, It’s very beautiful. There are many plants growing in lava underground. The taste is excellent. The entrance is like a hot wine, with a spicy throat, but a long aftertaste…”

“do not talk.”

The snake on the shoulder of Xuan Shengwu swallowed his mouth, and said: “I’m so greedy by you.”

Tu Xingfeng looked up at the fast approaching stars, grabbed the sharp-horned sledgehammer, and muttered: “I don’t know if there is still a chance to go back to the ground and take another bite. Our underground world still has flaming fruit. The fruit of the geomagnetic elemental force, that taste…”

The village chief looked at Qin Mu and said, “Mu’er, take these dragons and your little daughter-in-law down the mountain. There is nothing for you here. Just remember to collect the corpse tomorrow.”

Qin Mu nodded, summoned these flood dragons, and brought Si Yunxiang, Fox Linger, and Yan Jingjing down the mountain. In the sky, the stars are getting closer and closer.

“Shall we watch them fight for Yankang?”

Si Yunxiang was a little unwilling: “What can we do? Can we really do nothing?”

“We can go to the big market!”

Qin Mu’s eyes flashed and said, “We can find the sun ship and moon ship! The only problem now is that this darkness is blocking the way! However, we still have a big bodyguard. Where is the Dragon King Yongjiang?”

“The Dragon King is here!”

Below the Shenduan Mountains, the river was tumbling, and a giant dragon rose from the water in the darkness, coiled around the river, and lowered its huge head: “What’s the Lord’s command?”

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