Tales of Herding Gods

Outside the mining area, Qin Mu hurriedly looked around and saw huge eyes everywhere in the sky and on the earth. Those eyes appeared from the surface, and every time they moved, they would reveal an abyss.

It was a emptiness behemoth that surrounded them.

In the veins, Dahong’s body fell on the shrinking void mother and killed him.

His strength has skyrocketed, the Void mother takes him through the void, and the ghosts are gone, and the strength of the Void Mother is even more arrogant. The claws and the flying tongue are like weapons made by heaven, blocking the sword of Gu Xiao, a sip. In the past, I saw a missing piece of the road stamp on the emperor sword!

"Mu Tianzun, you don't have to rush to leave."

Dahong’s voice came and smiled: “When I kill Gu Xiao, I will leave with you with my wife’s body. Luo Hao’s brother can’t die, I will borrow him to find other creators. These emptiness beasts. Will protect you!"

Luo Yitong was sitting in the car with a weak power. The empty hole was not fascinating. After a moment, he woke up and looked at Qin Mu, revealing the color of prayer. He whispered: "Mother, kill me! I can't let He knows where the tribes hide! Hurry up and kill me!"

"Even if he kills you, it is useless. Your knowledge is still there, the soul is still there, I can search for souls and search for your knowledge." Dahong's knowledge came into his mind, very happy.

Luo Mumu.

Now, he wants to die and can't die.

Qin Mu’s spirit is full of vigour and persuaded: “Luo brother, now there is no void mother in the nineteenth void, we can try to connect with the ancestors of your ancestors.”

Luo Zhen’s spirit of excitement, but once again, the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Mu Ran said: “Even if I find the ancestors’ ancestors, what can I do? I am dead, I must die, I can’t bring disaster to the patriarchs. Kill me... ”

"There is life."

Qin Mu's knowledge of fluctuations: "I built two altars, one of which is outside the ancestral court and one in the ancestral court. In fact, you can leave without the altar in the ancestral court. This is our only chance, as long as you When you contact the ancestors of your ancestors, I immediately sense the altar outside the ancestral hall, establish a reverse call, and take us away from here. You must quickly connect with the ancestors' ancestors!"

In the eyes of Luo Yan, the color of hope is revealed again.

Qin Mu saw his gaze, his heart touched, and there were some that could not bear.

It was a pair of clear eyes, reflecting the heart of Luo.

This filthy and wild world is so sinister that it is hard to see such clear eyes. The creator who is far away from the ancestral home in the illusory has not experienced the sinisterness of the world, has not experienced the blackmail of the human heart, and therefore can preserve the purity. Mind, dare to believe in others, and dare to entrust their own lives to others.

The creator Luo Xin is such a person, his nephew, Qin Mu only seen in the baby.

Even though Qin Mu’s eyes are so clear, Qin Mu knows that he has never been a person like Luo Wei. He has been taught by the dumb scorpion since childhood, and he hides himself with pure eyes and disguise himself.

"However, I still have to ask him to bring back three prophecies."

Qin Muxin is tough and can't bear to press. These three prophecies protect the creator of the Taixu, kill the body of the Taidi, and let the people of the Kaihuang era have a place to settle down, establish a worry-free township, and in the future, will make Qin Mu the sage of the Creator. infant!

He must ensure that Luo Yan with these three prophecies, alive back to too virtual!

However, Qin Mu knew that Luo Wei would die after seeing the tribe and saying three prophecies.

He really couldn't bear to see such a pure person die, but he also had to witness and even complete this history.

Around, countless empty beasts surround the Breguet, resisting the horrible fluctuations in the veins, guarding the treasures, and screaming at the gods. His powerful gods fluctuate and penetrate the void, all the gods rush through a heavy Void, go straight to the highest point of the void.

There is not a little bit of knowledge in his flesh, only a heart of the heart wants to find the ancestors of the ancestors.

Qin Mu sighed silently, urging Da Luo to become a god, and his knowledge of God also rushed into the void.

On the vastness of God's knowledge, Qin Mu is not as good as Luo Wei, Luo Wei is the creator race, and has amazing talent in the knowledge of God.

He is still a young creator. He has never been an adult. After he became an adult, he was only trained to be inferior to the three kings of Taikoo.

But on the quality of the gods, Qin Mu has more than him.

Qin Mu used the system of the gods of the later generations to improve the cultivator's method of cultivating the gods, and learned the greatness of the great emperor, and the high quality was incomparable to Luo.

His knowledge of the gods came first, and before the rogue, he reached the nineteenth void, and then rushed into the twentieth void, and continued to rush upward.

His knowledge came to a higher level of the void, and found that there was also empty, the gods of the ancestors in the ancestral home have been completely swallowed up by the void beast, leaving no trace.

This is true for every layer of void.

In the age of barbarism and obscurity, both the Emperor and the ancient gods must obliterate their disgraceful history.

All traces of the Creator must be erased.

The difference is that the ancient gods are the winners and the emperors are the losers.

Qin Mu’s knowledge came to the twenty-eighth void and came here. His knowledge was exhausted and it was difficult to continue climbing.

When Luo Xie’s knowledge came to the twenty-third void, it would be even harder to go further. The ignorance of this young creator was filled with endless sorrow, leaving only the ethereal gods to linger in the void.

"No, it's all gone..."

"The spirits of the ancestors have been obliterated..."

His knowledge is full of despair, and the desperate knowledge wanders in the empty twenty-third void, without any fighting spirit.

At this time, a wave of fascination of the gods came from the higher void, and rushed down. An old and vicissitude of the voice touched his god, and the voice sounded.

"Young creator, our descendants, you are finally here."

Luo Hao was so excited that he was shuddering, and he burst into tears at the moment of the body on Tianlong Baoji.

"Our children, from the time of Taikoo to the present, we have experienced countless years, observing the direction of the universe and the world, and seeing the faint truth in the void, and insight into the past and the future."

"Children, we have seen the suffering that the Creator in Taixu will face in the future, and I also feel your heart."

"Children, returning to the virtual, with these three prophecies, they will be fulfilled one by one in the future."

......

On the Breguet, Luo Wei deeply bowed down, whispering and screaming, and crying.

Twenty-three vain, the ancestors of the creator of the ancestors told him about the three prophecies of the imaginary creator, the invasion of the emperor and the prophecy of Yun Tianzun, the prophecy of the other side of the world, and the prophecy of the Holy Child.

After the three prophecies, the ancestors' first spirits were silent for a moment.

"Children, work hard to survive. You... go."

Luo Wei took back the gods.

Qin Mu also took back his own knowledge and looked at Luo Wei, who was caught in ecstasy. He was excited to walk around, hugged the dragon and unicorn, and hugged the cigarette. He even hugged the six dragons. .

Finally, he hugged Qin Mu tightly and choked: "Mu, you are my real brother!"

Qin Mu smiled and patted him on the back, whispering: "We should go, brother."

Luo Yan loosened him, wiped the tears from his face, and smiled very purely.

Qin Mu quietly urged the reverse call to the altar, and sensed the altar that stayed outside the ancestral court. At this time, the ancient veins in the veins were bruised and bruised, and they were already in danger under the attack of Dahong and the Void Mother. Dahong’s laughter From there.

"In the beginning, you finally lost, you are here, your real body will not know what is going on here! And I will slowly eat away and devour the power you have!"

He is like a cat catching a favorite mouse, and he is not eager to kill Gu Xiao, but a little play, so that Gu Xiao’s injury is getting heavier and heavier, but he can’t escape.

"I will gradually encroach on your heavenly court, divide your strength, will destroy the era you built, and let you despair, so that you can not find the real enemy, so that you will eventually die in endless pain. !"

Finally, the ancient Xiao dynasty, squatting in front of the palace's golden plaque, no more fighting power.

Dahong stood in front of him, his eyes sparkling with a fascinating light, and the tip of his gun provoked Gu Xiao’s chin. He smiled and said: "I will take your knowledge and get your avenue in the body. I will understand everything about you, but your true body will never know that I am lurking around you."

Gu Xiao looked up hard, grinned, and his teeth were covered with scarlet blood: "Tai Tai, do you know the soul of the palace?"

Dahong’s hole is shrinking.

"I am bringing it."

Gu Xiao smiled very cheerfully: "I have been carrying her soul. Although I killed her, but I once loved her, so I imprisoned her soul. Do you want to see her again?"

The gun in the hands of Dahong trembled and his voice hoared: "Put her soul out!"

Gu Xiao raised his hand in a difficult way and took a jade from his neck. He wanted to crush it hard, but he couldn't crush it.

His injury is too heavy, and he has already burned out.

Dahong grabbed the past and opened the jade. A woman’s soul flew from the jade, fluttering and flew to the golden dragonfly.

Dahong obsessedly looked at the woman's soul, that is his wife, his palace god.

"Female Xin..."

Before he came to Jin Hao, Jin Haozhong, the lover who made him dream of slowly opened his eyes.

Da Hong’s body trembled, his face was smiling, and he reached out to the woman in the middle of the squat. The woman in the squat raised her hand and the two held the palms together.

Dahong pulled her up and embraced this dead and resurrected goddess, and the two lines of tears could not stop flowing out of her eyes: "Female Xin, my wife, I have been missing you all these years, I always want to re See you, I have countless words to say to you..."

Behind him, Gu Xiao showed a sardonic smile, slowly raised the emperor's sword in his hand, pointing the hilt to the back of Dahong.

A filigree jade hand held the hilt of the emperor's sword, and slammed it, and the emperor stabbed the back of Dahong.

The woman in Dahong’s arms let go of him, and Dahong’s heavy squatting in front of Jin Hao.

The emptiness of the mother beast screamed, and opened the **** mouth to devour the dead goddess.

"brute!"

Dahong was so angry that the blood in his mouth continued to spurt out, screaming at the empty mother animal, and screamed: "Roll--"

The Void Mother Blows a squeaking scream and jumps into the void, looking back and then hiding.

Dahongkou’s blood was exposed, and he looked up at his beloved wife. His face still had a smile: “Xin Xin, I betrayed everyone, betrayed my own race, and will not betray you, nor will I change my heart.”

The woman in the middle of the face was expressionless, rising up, crossed over his head, came to his back, gently grasped the hilt of the emperor sword, and repeatedly inserted.

Dahong’s chest emerged as a sword tip, and the Taowei possessed by the Emperor’s sword destroyed his physical function and suppressed his knowledge.

"I still love you, this life is not awkward..." He laughed.

The palace prince is in his ear, and long hair hangs from his neck to his chest, and his voice is filled with endless hatred.

"I have not loved the Emperor. Since you destroyed my race, I no longer love it."

Her voice is like a scraping knife, her palm is gently rotating the hilt, bit by bit the heart of Dahong: "I only hate you, only endless hate, I can be too early and Use his power to kill you. Quietly telling you that I fell to our children, I also had a child with too early!"

Dahong’s smile is not reduced: “As long as you are alive...”

puff.

The palace **** Shen Wang forced out the emperor sword, and Gu Xiao swayed and stood up. He smiled and said: "Daoyou, you still can't win me."

The palace king did not turn to look at him, the sword was flattened backwards, and Jianguang flashed through Gu Xiao’s neck.

Gu Xiao’s head slipped from his neck, his body fell, and the smile on his face froze, revealing an incredible color.

The palace prince turned to the hilt and thrown it down. He slammed into the back of Gu Xiao’s headless body, running through his body and nailing him to the ground of the vein.

"I am the most embarrassed to betray me." She lifted her foot and stepped on the head of Gu Xiao, faint.

Dahong still didn't break his breath. He fell to the ground and looked at Gu Xiao's headless body. He smiled and said: "Kill it well, kill it well! Female Xin, you are going, go to the veins, there is a kid named Mu Qing. I can take you out of here! I am disturbing his knowledge and I can't hold him anymore. This is the only chance..."

The palace **** Shen Wang grabbed his neck, picked him up and walked outside the veins: "I will not let you die like this, I will borrow your borrowed body to find your true. I can't find your true body in a day, I will never let you die."

Dahong’s limbs were weak and pulled down, but his eyes kept looking at her face. She looked at her with ecstasy, her eyes filled with satisfaction: “As long as you can live...”

"I want to torture you, imprison you, and use countless means to make you suffer."

The palace **** Shen Wang coldly said: "I want you to taste the pain of killing my people, paying back to you a hundred times, let you taste the torture you can't imagine!"

Dahong was weak and laughed: "As long as you are around..."

"To shut up!"

————The last few chapters are the big chapters of 4,000 words. In the past few days, I have not asked for a monthly ticket. The monthly ticket has dropped to the tenth. I begged the book friends to look over and see if there is a monthly ticket!