Tales of Herding Gods - 88. Chapter 88

“The village chief is drawn into the whirlpool by that monster, will he…”

Qin Mu had a bad association in his heart. He looked back and saw that he was very close to the door of Fengdu. Now the fog has not submerged the door of Fengdu. If the fog gets higher and higher, he will not be able to find the door.

“The village chief is so capable, nothing will happen! I must leave this place first, and don’t become a burden to him!”

Boom, boom, boom.

The fog was filled with grey fog, and the sound of footsteps in the fog was very messy. Some came from behind him, some came from his side, and some blocked his way to Fengdu Gate.

Qin Mu settled down, and immediately rushed to the gate of Fengdu. He rushed quickly, getting closer and closer to the huge gate of Fengdu. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in front of him, and a black figure rushed towards him in the gray fog.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but said, the sword fingers stabbed out, and the Shaobao Swordfish Dragon leaped out, spit out the sword, cut through the gray fog, and stabbed the dark shadow like lightning!

call–

The wind howled, Shaobaojian flew backwards with the black shadow, and then there was a puff, the black shadow hit a stone pillar and was nailed there.

Qin Mu rushed forward, passing the stone pillar, pointing the sword backwards, Shaobao sword flew back, and was swallowed by the ichthyosaur behind him.

The black shadow’s body fell down, but it was a vicious weird man with fish scales on his body and frog webs on his hands and feet.

The vitality of this weird person has not dissipated, entwined like a bloody snake, Qin Mu smelled a stench, felt dizzy, and staggered under his feet. Obviously, this is a very poisonous magical power!

Immediately he felt that the picture drawn by the deaf on his body surface with the blood of the dragon’s blood began to heat up, and the toxicity quickly disappeared.

“Supernatural power? I actually killed a supernatural power?”

Qin Mu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that when he was urging his vitality and using his qi to guard his sword, the furnace that dumb hid in his chest was burning, and his vitality suddenly increased by a hundred times!

It was this mute furnace that made his vitality cultivation soar to the point where it could kill the supernatural powers with a single sword!

What’s even more amazing is that Hong Lu only made his vitality soar when he used his vitality. When Qin Mu recovered his vitality, his vitality cultivation base would be restored to his usual level. In this case, it has little effect on his physical burden.

This is like filling a tank with water, only three buckets of water can be put, if you put ten buckets of water, seven buckets will overflow. The human body is not a tank, and there is no place to overflow, and it will often burst and die.

The magical effect of the mute flood furnace is to lend Qin Mu a hundred times the vitality, which will return to the flood furnace when Qin Mu is not in use, and will not affect his body.

Qin Mu rushed forward, his brain turning quickly: “So, with my current cultivation base, I can display magical powers? Then, I am not without the power to fight against the demons.”

The furnace that the dumb punched into his body provided him with a hundred times the vitality, such a vigorous vitality that Qin Mu could not even think of. In the past, his boxing method was still the boxing method, and the knife method was still the knife method, but now, he thinks he can. Use a hundred times your own vitality to display the magical powers of fist and sword!

What kind of power will Ma Ye and Butcher teach them after they break through to their supernatural powers?

He walked faster and faster, unconsciously using the stealth leg technique taught to him by the cripple in the running, the vitality in his body moved and poured into his legs.

Qin Mu made a long roar and stepped on one foot. The air under his feet was compressed and compressed together, forming a violent wind. This is the wind formed by his own footsteps.

With this foot stepped out, Qin Mu suddenly felt that the sky was flat ground, and the vast sky was flat ground everywhere, where they could stand!

His speed skyrocketed, walking in the air, rushing out of the gloomy gray mist in a few steps, his figure appeared above the gray mist, and he went straight to the gate of Fengdu Mountain.

Suddenly, a huge figure leaped from the gray mist, but it was a monster with a raging flame all over it, like lava, with heavy fists like a mountain, and blasted towards Qin Mu who was on the move!

Qin Mu’s figure rushed quickly, faster and faster, and whistling through the air, suddenly the pig-killing knife in the knife pocket behind his back leaped into the sky and fell into his hand!

Thousands of waves in the East China Sea!

The pig-killing knife burst out with dazzling brilliance in his hand, like a scorching sun leaping from the sea, thousands of waves superimposed, and rushed forward.

Zheng Zheng Zheng –

The sound of the crit was endless, Qin Mu collided with the behemoth, then bounced off, returned the knife into its sheath, and ran away wildly.

Papa papa, one stone fell to the ground, and then another huge head fell on the ground, rolling for two weeks, the lava giant was broken down by his knife.

This is the magical power of the sword. The lava giant is a magical power. The magical power is very powerful and infinite, but it is weaker than the butcher’s magical power!

Thunder suddenly flashed in the air, and a handsome young man rose from the gray mist below, thunder and lightning intertwined between his hands, and his fingers suddenly intertwined.

“The supernatural power of Qinglong’s vitality evolution? Can it be stronger than Ma Ye’s supernatural power?”

Qin Mu burst out with a punch, and the vitality in his fist turned into a dragon, turning into forty-five kinds of dragon power, and Nine Dragons harnessed the wind and thunder!

Forty-five blue dragons roared, the dragons roared vigorously, and thunder and lightning swept the handsome young man.

The two fists collided, and the handsome boy stiffened in the air, and then burst open, turning flesh and blood into forty-five red dragons and rushing out!

“Am I so strong?”

Qin Mu was taken aback. He had already seen the power of Nine Dragons Wind and Thunder in the hands of Master Ma, but Master Ma is, after all, powerful. It is natural for him to be strong, and now Qin Mu has used his boxing technique to the level of supernatural powers. How amazing is the power of Leiyin’s Eight Forms.

However, the movement of Nine Dragons Wind and Thunder is too loud, and it will surely make the crowds in the mist hear the sound and know his location!

Qin Mu immediately heard the sound of breaking through the sky, and his heart sank. There were so many heavenly demons sprinkled by the demon god just now, and if he couldn’t occupy the land, he couldn’t resist it.

He was getting closer and closer to the gate of Fengdu. Suddenly the magic cloud rolled in front of him, and it was pitch black, blocking Qin Mu’s sight. Qin Mu sighed, stopped immediately, and fell into the gray mist.

A huge head protruded from the dark magic cloud, his face was full of beards, his eyes were breathing fire, and he looked around.

Then the magic cloud shrank rapidly, and the huge head shrank as well. When the magic cloud was as small as a square meter, an ugly woman appeared, her mouth was covered with thick nail-like yellow teeth, and she carried a person as tall as a person. The blood gourd, and the shrinking magic cloud is drilling into the gourd’s mouth.

Another woman soared into the sky and stood above the gray mist. This woman described her as a beautiful woman, with white skin and beauty, a graceful body, and a slender waist. But behind her there was a thick and long scorpion tail, which was barbed. Toss and toss.

The two women glanced around, but did not find Qin Mu. Suddenly the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air came from the gray fog. Before the scorpion-tailed woman could react, she saw a sword light slashing over her neck and struck her neck. pass.

The scorpion woman covered her neck and wanted to put her head on her neck, but her head still fell uncontrollably.

The most basic sword technique taught by the village chief, cut.

The ugly woman screamed, and the gourd demon cloud gushing out from behind. In the demon cloud stood a giant with only the upper body, two fists as big as a mountain, clasping fists in both hands, and hammering down from the air in the direction of the sword!

Boom.

There was a dull sound, and a muffled grunt came from the gray fog. The ugly woman’s eyes lit up, and the fists of the half-length giant in the magic cloud kept hammering down there!

The half-length giant in the magic cloud had hundreds of hammers. The ugly woman saw the blood spots on the half-length giant’s fist and smiled. Her figure sank into the gray mist, her feet on the ground.

Her spirit soldier is extraordinary, it is this blood gourd. The half-length giant in the blood gourd is the magical power cultivated by her practice, but after the warmth of the blood gourd, this half-length giant has been refined by her to look like steel. Iron is amazing.

This ugly woman fell to the ground and walked to the place where the half-length giant was hammered. She saw a corpse there that was smashed to pieces, her face changed drastically. This corpse was not a human corpse, but a member of her people!

At this moment, her heart felt cold, and Shao Bao Sword stabbed out of her heart.

Behind her, Qin Mu approached quietly, drew his sword and left, disappearing into the gray mist. The fog is heavy, and for Qin Mu who has practiced the lame stealing leg technique, it is suitable for assassination!

He wandered in the mist, and sneaked past when he heard the sound, either with a knife or a sword, with a fatal blow!

The gray mist was vast and thicker and thicker, and gradually even Qin Mu’s divine eyes Jiuzhongtian couldn’t see far.

Suddenly, a dark tentacle waved past him, Qin Mu stood motionless, letting the tentacle pass by. Chi Chi Chi, a small sound came, and a spider silk flew past him and connected into a net.

The spider silk vibrated, and it seemed that something was stepping on the spider silk, tightening the spider silk, and sounding like a plucked string.

More and more spider silks gradually enveloped Qin Mu’s surroundings. In the mist, there are more tentacles flying in the air, trying to force him out.

Qin Mu frowned, his vitality quietly poured into the white gloves, and the thread of the gloves quietly poked his head, like an extremely slender spirit snake.

This filament quietly clings to one spider silk, meanders forward, and climbs through this spider silk to another spider silk. This white glove is the scripture of the Great Yutian Demon Sutra. It is composed of countless tadpole scripts. It can be long or short, thick or thin. Granny Si woven this treasure into a glove for Qin Mu to wear on her hand.

Qin Mu controlled the Dayu Demon Sutra, allowing the thin silk thread to overlap with the spider silk. After a while, the white glove silk thread on his hand fell off, leaving only five fingers.