Tales of Herding Gods - 517. Chapter 491

The inside of the box became quiet again, extremely quiet, no sound could be heard, not even breathing!
But Qin Mu moved freely in the darkness, but there was no sound. A drop of sweat fell and hit the pool of blood, making a faint sound.
The owner of the sweat bead immediately moved his steps, and his heart ached suddenly, and his heart was pierced by a bamboo stick.
Qin Mu drew out the bamboo stick from behind him, and walked forward silently, and the sound of the corpse falling down came from behind.
This voice immediately caused violent turbulence, and many foreign demons around the area shot one after another, and the burst of magical powers and bright spirit soldiers blasted towards the sound.
Between the dying of magical powers and spirit soldiers, Qin Mu flickered ghostly inside the box. One after another magical powers died in his hands. When the light disappeared and the darkness was completely restored, the magical powers swayed and their corpses fell on the ground. .
The surroundings were calm again.
The inside of the box is a hundred meters in radius, which is not small by calculation, it is about the size of one hundred thirty or forty mu.
Hundreds of people distributed in such a space will never be crowded, even if there are giants such as dragons and unicorns, but for them such as supernatural powers, the space is extremely small.
For them, magical powers can be instantaneous, and even powerful magical powers can sweep every corner here.
When Qin Mu put them in the box, everyone panicked and immediately fought, so the box would shake violently at first.
That was the darkest and most chaotic moment. Everyone was shooting in any direction to protect themselves, and there were not a few strong people who died in their own hands.
This chaos didn’t last long, and the strong man with the realm of heaven and human immediately spoke out, so that everyone should not panic.
The strong man in the celestial realm was clever, but was assassinated by Qin Mu the next moment, so it was chaos again. Qin Mu killed people with a staff in the chaos, even if he encountered a strong man in the celestial realm, he could not escape him. Fight to fight.
After the chaos subsided, someone tried to open the box to let the light in, and then was stabbed to death by Qin Mu again.
During the period, he experienced several life and death fights. Now everyone in the box is in danger, suppressing his heartbeat, holding his breath, even the wound on his body is suppressed, preventing the blood from flowing out, so as not to disturb Qin Mu.
They even have to close their eyes, they will betray their position in the dark.
These supernatural powers often have cultivated the supernatural powers of the pupil technique, and their eyes will emit light. This is undoubtedly Qin Mu’s best goal!
Qin Mu was like a bat in the dark, fascinated by ghosts, and any sound would alarm him and attract murderous intentions.
This suffocating darkness lurks the devil who will take their lives at any time!
The box opened and closed, and a few more corpses were spit out. The moment the box opened and closed, the light shone from above. Everyone in the box was horrified. They moved their bodies and did not dare to stay where they were. After a moment of confusion, they came again. Several people died in the chaos with the clash of supernatural powers and the sound of corpses falling to the ground.
“I can’t stand it!”
An “extraterritorial evil demon” finally couldn’t bear this extremely terrifying atmosphere. His mind collapsed, and various magical psychic soldiers slammed and bombarded all around, screaming: “No one wants to approach me! You die! You all die!”
His supernatural powers are so powerful that they can easily penetrate a hundred meters of space, and the spirit soldiers are also extremely sharp, sweeping away in all directions, forcing those hiding in the dark to resist.
In the box, a great chaos broke out, and there were shouts of killing everywhere, and various spirit soldiers and various magical powers chaotic bombardment.
After a long time, the crazy supernatural power breathed heavily, stopped his hand, there was no sound around, only his gasping.
“died?”
The crazy magician was startled, surprised and happy, and laughed: “You are all dead! All dead! I survived, only I am alive!”
puff–
A bamboo stick pierced through his mouth and pierced the back of his head.
The box opened, spreading down on all sides, and the light was shining, and it was still a space of Baizhang, but in the space of Baizhang, only Qin Mu and the pale-faced Pan Gongcuo were left, and the dragon Qilin lying trembling in the corner.
He shrunk to a length of more than ten feet, hiding behind a group of shelves, thick skin and thick flesh, but it’s okay, but his body is covered with large and small spirit soldiers, and there are even a few swords in it that are obviously Qin Mu’s flying swords. , Apparently a lot of attacks fell on him in the chaos.
He is big, although he tried his best to reduce his size, he still suffered a lot of attacks.
On the ground, there were corpses everywhere, with different deaths. Some were stabbed by a bamboo stick, some were stabbed with a knife, some were hung in the painting with their heads wiped off, and several cattle and sheep, as well as being killed. Someone who stabbed into a hedgehog was crushed to pieces by the sword pill, and crushed to pieces by the true dragon’s nest.
However, more people died in their own hands.
The situation at that time was really chaotic. Everyone had to kill each other in order to protect themselves. On the contrary, the number of people who died in the hands of Qin Mu and Pangong Cuolong Qilin was a minority, only 30% at most.
Pangongcuo wiped the blood from his face, still lingering in his heart.
In the pitch-black space, Qin Mu collided with him more than once. If he hadn’t displayed his unique knowledge of the Golden Palace, Qin Mu would have noticed that he would be killed by Qin Mu himself.
In the chaos, he suffered a lot of injuries and killed many opponents, but the most dangerous time was when Qin Mu got close.
Almost killed him!
Although Ban Gongcuo escaped Qin Mu’s mortal blow, he was pierced with a blood hole by a bamboo stick at his heart, and he was dangerously and dangerously avoiding his heart. His neck was almost cut off by a pig knife. He twisted his neck with an amazing curve, and then he avoided the knife.
Although Qin Mu recognized his supernatural powers later, and did not attack him again, he always suspected that Qin Mu had recognized him a long time ago, and just wanted to take this opportunity to kill him together!
Of course, he has no evidence, and it is not easy to mention it at this moment.
There were bloodstains everywhere on Qin Mu. He limped and dragged the corpses out of the box. He also suffered a lot of injuries. When the chaos broke out, his situation was extremely dangerous, almost dying from the supernatural powers rushing in all directions. And under the attack of the spirit soldiers.
Among them, there are even a few powerhouses in the realm of celestial beings, their supernatural powers are stronger, and the attack power of the original spirit is terrible. If a blow is solid, even if he urges the real dragon overlord body, he will undoubtedly die.
He was still hit by a lot of magical powers and spirit soldiers. If it hadn’t been for that “extraterritorial evil demon” suddenly went crazy, it would be hard for him to laugh to the end.
Pan Gongcuo also stepped forward, and the two of them carried out the corpses with difficulty and threw them into the darkness without speaking.
Soon after, all the corpses were thrown out by them. Qin Mu left behind the spirit soldiers of these “extraterritorial demons” and put them in his gluttonous bag, and then took back the spirit soldiers that he had abandoned in the fight.
Puff puff–
Several strings of blood came out of Long Qilin, and several flying swords flew out of Long Qilin to merge with Qin Mu’s sword pills.
Long Qilin looked at his bloody wound, then looked at Qin Mu, and exclaimed, “Master, have you stabbed me?”
“I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense, it was accidental injury.” Qin Mu denied it.
Pan Gongcuo hesitated for a moment, and while Long Qilin was licking his wound, he urged the knife pill, and several knives fell off Long Qilin’s ass and merged with the knife pill.
Long Qilin was furious: “Great Lord, have you stabbed me too?”
Bangongcuo coughed up blood again and again, looked at Qin Mu, Qin Mu pretended not to see, Bangongcuo nerdy said: “Injury accidentally, it must be accidental injury…”
He hesitated for a moment and said, “Master Qin, is there still dragon mouth? Give me something, I am also injured.”
Qin Mu opened the gluttonous bag and took out a few bottles of ambergris. Bangongcuo hesitated, did not dare to pick it up, and scratched his head: “Using Master Qin’s ambergris to heal my wounds, I suddenly felt a little hairy, not sure if I put it on the wound. Will heal from the injury, or suddenly die of poison.”
“Use it or not.” Qin Mu opened the dragon’s mouth and smeared the wound.
Pan Gongcuo looked at Long Qilin. Long Qilin was spurring the Qilin fire, melting the spirit soldiers on his body to make molten iron flow down. He caught sight of him coming over cheeky. Long Qilin suddenly got angry, butt facing him, revealing a few deep places. Deep wound, angrily said: “Is it fun to lick the wound? You want me to lick your wound, you lick my wound first!”
Pan Gongcuo’s face was as black as charcoal, and he cautiously said: “I’m here to borrow some ambergris, not to lick it, it’s a pitiful…”
Long Qilin was still soft-hearted and couldn’t bear it, and took a big mouthful of dragon’s saliva: “You lick it yourself!”
Bangongcuo scraped up some ambergris and smeared the wound.
They each treated their injuries. Qin Mu took some more dragons and rubbed them on the wounds of Long Qilin’s buttocks. After resting for a while, they were still weak in their legs and feet.
In the darkness, the sound of footsteps came, Qin Mu struggled to get up, urging Dan Xiaotian’s eyes to see, a figure came in the darkness with a blood-colored cloak.
Pan Gongcuo also stood up swayingly, opened the big gourd behind him, and a waterfall of blood flew up and hung in the air.
Long Qilin got up, but his limbs were unable to support his body. He felt that he still sat down comfortably, so he sat and brewed the real fire.
Qin Mu dropped his hands and couldn’t hold the sword pill, so he could only gently flick his fingers, and the worry-free sword from the sword pill flew out, floating on his fingertips, extremely small.
The figure who walked over was a young man with a long knife on his back, but instead of coming over, he stopped and carefully looked at the hundreds of corpses in front of him.
He was in the darkness, but the monsters in the darkness turned a blind eye to him. The darkness seemed to only have an effect on people in this world, and there was no threat to him, such as aliens.
“A scout who killed my Heavenly Court Lingxiu Army, you are very powerful!”
The young man with the long sword shook his cloak, which was covered with blood. He looked at Qin Mu across the darkness, and said in a deep voice, “Luo Wushuang, who is in the spirit show army, can you dare to claim your name?”
Bangongcuo smiled and said, “Luo Wushuang, Ling Xiujun? Never heard of it. Boy, you are very capable, come up and die!”
The long-sword boy said calmly: “Luo Mou admires you very much. He can kill so many masters with just two people and one pig. You can kill them, and they are not weak, but they are just scouts. And the Lingxiu Army is selecting Heavenly Court. The army formed by the rising spirits is not comparable to these scouts. You, the emperor terrapins, are so capable and worthy of respect, so ask your names so that you can save a reputation after death. Since you don’t want them, then …”
He outrageously drew his sword, and the vertical knife slashed into the wind. A blade of light in the air was like a horse training, and it fell against the wind. In front of the person, it has become an overwhelming knife light!
Pan Gongcuo roared, his hands suddenly merged, and the blood waterfall turned into a blood Buddha, greeted with the light of the sword, and then shattered in the light of the sword. However, the light of the sword was unstable for a moment when the blood Buddha was impacted.
Pan Gongcuo sat down on the ground, panting, and lost his power.
Qin Mu provoked his fingers, the Worry-Free Sword whistled out, pierced the net of the knife, and came to the boy in no time.
He used his last strength to perform sword moves, and it was no longer difficult to defend himself. Long Qilin shouted angrily, and the dragon scales on his body flew out, and the huge dragon scales stood in front of Qin Mu like thousands of shields.
The young man’s figure changed unpredictably, avoiding the sword light, and blocking his sword. His sword technique was extraordinary, and there was another majestic.
Qin Mu used his last strength and vitality to move the sword, with 18 sword styles, unpredictable, and when he used the last move, the young boy Luo Wushuang snorted and his right arm holding the sword was cut off.
He raised his hand to grab the severed arm, drew back and walked out of Li Xu in a flash.
“Who are you? Report your name!” he snapped.
Qin Mu thought that his vitality was almost exhausted, no matter how hard it was to reach the distance of the mile, he immediately retracted the sword, and the worry-free sword revolved around him briskly, making him appear to have more energy.
“Tiansheng leader, Qin Mu.”
Qin Mu smiled and said leisurely: “The Lord Loulan Golden Palace is next to me.”
Bangongcuo’s face changed slightly.
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