The Strongest Father of Fantasy

Qin Mu's stealth technique is different from the ordinary level of stealth technique. The same kind of technique, there is an essential difference in his improvement. He is an existence that can hide the will of the wilderness and the exploration of the heaven and earth. If he thinks about hiding, looking at the flood, and endless time and space, no one can find him.

Although the Jinque tribe is only a fourth-class tribe, it also occupies hundreds of miles. One day and one night, Ma Ruyu carried a stone sword, but only walked more than a hundred miles away.

Along the way, she saw a large number of Lei Xiao tribe warriors, slaughtering the Wu people of the Jinque tribe. The Wu people of the Jinque tribe are extremely **** and good at fighting, but unfortunately they face the Lei Xiao tribe is a third-level tribe.

Generally speaking, the size of the third-level tribes is hundreds to thousands of times that of the fourth-level tribes. The weakest third-level tribe can easily crush a strongest fourth-level tribe. The ranks of the tribes are quite good, and their size and the number of strong men are too different.

After about half a day away, Ma Ruyu was overstretched, sitting desperately under a large tree, wanting to breathe and regain his energy and strength.

Looking at her route of luck and breathing, Qin Mu secretly whispered, and said disdainfully: "It turns out that there are such superficial and simple methods of gas refining in the world. This is the first time I saw. Abolish, I will tell you a magic method that shook the world today. "

"My Jinque tribe has the same gas refining technique, and it can be ranked at the forefront in many fourth-class tribes. Isn't it as unbearable as you said?" Ma Ruyu said slightly unconvinced.

She is just a girl with a heart, and naturally feels that her own things are the best, and does not allow others to discredit their tribe's Qi alchemy. She was not convinced on her mouth, but she knew in her heart that the gas-refining technique that Qin Mu wanted to pass on to her was definitely more brilliant than her own practice.

Along the way, Qin Mu fully taught her, and from time to time she performed some magical secrets that broke her cognition. Their Jinque tribe has chiefs and high priests, two fourth-class gods and demons sitting in the town, and in several nearby fourth-class tribes, it is already not weak.

She had seen the magic of the high priest before the first gas refining. At that time, the power of the fourth-level devil, the high priest, was inscribed in him and was indelible.

But with her understanding of Qin Mu, she had to admit that her master, the stone sword, was far stronger than the high priest. She has never seen the strength of the chief, and I do n’t know why. There is always a kind in her mind, and the chief is not as good as Qin Mu ’s thoughts.

If Qin Mu knows that Ma Ruyu compares him with two little fourth-class gods and demons, then he must be angry. He Qin Mu is a taboo. His real body in the past life alone is the Holy Realm, the most powerful saint since ancient times.

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Divine demon and holy pole are basically the difference between ants and dragon, Ying insect and Haoyue, micro dust and the sea, and they cannot be compared at all. For him, with a sigh of breath, he can destroy a powerful demon.

Not far away, two huge figures emerged from the sky. These two figures have a body of a hundred times the size of ordinary Wu people. Ordinary creatures are not so huge at all, and only creatures at the level of gods and demons have such a huge body.

One of them, Ma Ruyu, is very familiar with her figure. Because this figure is the high priest of their Jinque tribe. The **** and demon who were mythological and believed in the tribe hundreds of miles away.

The **** and demon opposite, all blue, the body is like a thunder. Sure enough, thunder broke out in his body. These thunder powers are far more than ordinary thunders, powerful and scary, but the legendary sky thunder.

Sky and thunder bombarded down. These days there are so many thunders and the speed is terrible. The high priest of the Jinque tribe, holding a metal staff, radiated a golden beam of light inside the staff, and turned into a huge shield, protecting his body.

"It is the high priest. The high priest will definitely win? Right? Master. Our golden priest high priest will certainly not lose." Ma Ruyu's words seemed confident, but with deep worry.

Qin Mu kept silent and did not return to her. His soul was in a stone tire, yawned, and fell asleep. I want to come to fight with two small fourth-class gods and spirits. For him, it is tantamount to watching ant battles, and it is not interesting at all.

About half an hour later, Qin Mu woke up and looked up. The high priest of the Jinque tribe was covered with bruises and was already the end of a strong crossbow. I am afraid that there will be three other moves in two ways.

"Master, can you save him, the high priest? You can save the high priest, master, you know?" Ma Ruyu asked Shi Jian with hopeful eyes.

Qin Mu said a little in silence: "I am only a stone sword, and I cannot intervene in these battles. I could teach you all that time. You can use this divine spirit by yourself."

"Why? Why should I watch the high priest die in the hands of the enemy, but I am helpless. The weak feeling is really painful. In the future I must become stronger. At least I must have the power to destroy the entire Thunder Tribe." Ma Ruyu looked There is a hint of intolerance, more firm vows.

Qin Mu sighed slightly: "My level is too high, and the killing between these tribes is normal. I don't want to intervene. Because if I save the high priest and the Jinque tribe, you will lose your advance. Motivation. "..