Volume 1 Floating River Crossing Chapter 117 Countdown
At a high place, Tong Mu stood with his hands in his hands, coldly looking down at the crowd below, and ignoring the puzzled Chai Lao and Wu Qiu.
Looking at him with a smug look, the old man was a little stunned, his face was a little solemn, in the past few months of contact with Tong Mu, he was deeply impressed by this kid's strong cultivation and experienced way of dealing with problems, even if he was already a martial saint of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, when he encountered such a big scene, he would occasionally feel uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't be as light as a stinky boy anyway.
Tong Mu counted the time, and looked at it from a distance, the smile in his eyes was even stronger, and the two of them were shocked.
"One!"
Tong Mu stood handsomely on the top of the mountain, and began to count the numbers leisurely.
"What the hell is this stinky boy doing?"
"Isn't it that there's a lot more to do, but just come here and count?"
"Two!"
"Three!"
"Four!"
His unscrupulous reporting made the two of them even more confused, and Wu Qiu even walked in front of him and shook his face with his white and tender little hands, thinking that this kid had fallen into evil.
The old man looked at Tong Mu in disbelief, and said in his heart, this kid can't be a fire demon, why is it so strange.
"Five!"
Tong Mu ignored the two of them at all, and continued to count them by himself.
"Six!"
"Seven!"
"Boy, what's wrong with you, otherwise we will eat two pieces of dim sum and suppress the shock, and we won't be able to solve any problems if we count them like this!" Wu Qi was a little anxious, and actually held Tong Mu's hand and said worriedly.
"What are you doing, don't come up and hold hands, I'm not used to the progress being too fast! And you've affected me to pretend to be forced!" Tong Mu's face changed slightly, and he gently put Wu Qiu's hand back into her arms, and said lightly with his lips:
"Eight!"
With the appearance of the word "eight", the faces of the two of them changed dramatically at the same time, and a large area of the sect in front of them was abnormal, and the two of them were full of shock.
"How could it be? Why is it suddenly red!" Wu Qiu lost her mind for a moment, staring blankly at the lake and mountains in front of her, feeling a violent breath gradually coming from a distance, getting stronger and stronger, even if she was as strong as the third order, she was faintly unstable.
"Nine!" a smile appeared on the corner of Kirimu's mouth, everything was under his control.
Chai Lao's heart sank, and he nervously looked at the changes in front of him, and the shocked look on his face was indescribable.
"You used the power of the granules to combine with the black substance and get into that little ball?" he finally understood what Tong Mu was doing at this moment, and he screamed loudly, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.
That's a grain, the last wisp of power left by the demon king in the world, fused with that kind of nameless black substance, what kind of power it will produce, he can't see it with his eyesight, this stinky boy......
"The Qiankun thief is worthy of his reputation, and his knowledge is really extraordinary!" Tong Mu finally sighed.
"Extraordinary, you ancestor! Run! Hide in the mountain stream, this power will hurt you!"
The old man shouted loudly, shouting at the demented-looking Wu Qi and Tong Mu who pretended to be on the head.
"Huh?" Wu Qiu was shocked in his heart, looked at Chai Lao with some puzzlement, and then looked at Tong Mu, who was also puzzled, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly picked up the little junior brother in front of him and quickly fled to the rear.
"Huh~!?Why did you fly, I haven't finished counting yet...... There's only one left!" Kiriki cried out.
"Ten~!!" He stared at the big eyes and shouted the last countdown number in the sky.
Bang~!!!
Thundered~!
Thundered~!
Tens of millions of volcanoes erupted from the ground, the earth was destroyed, the flames soared into the sky, the huge heaven and earth vitality burst out, and the infinite breath soared to the sky. Even some hills were razed to the ground.
Dozens of huge mushroom clouds, centered in the direction of the inn, rose and rose.
Countless Tianjiao disciples all turned into nothing in their sleep, and even the land below was cut off a few feet thick, and the groundwater spewed out along the potholes, and all the soil flew up to the sky, and the wind blew, mixed with the water columns that rose to the sky, and it crackled and rained with mud.
After the combination of the two substances, the power was so powerful that the three of Tongmu, who were covered in soil, were all shocked.
Tong Mu looked embarrassed, obviously, this power was something he didn't expect, and it seemed that the movement was a little too big.
Chai Lao was chilling all over, and he was thinking about whether he would also be injured if Tong Mu used this thing against him.
Wu Qiu is a little blushing, his eyes are starry, and the eyes of Tong Mu are different.
"Little junior brother!?"
"Huh?" Kirimu turned his senses from shock and looked at Wu Qiu curiously.
"You're so bad, I like you so much!"
“......”
At the moment, the direction of the cabin ......
"Black-hearted old dog, I, Wu Fengyun, don't share the sky with you!
A pretty woman rose into the air angrily, although she was still beautiful, her face was distorted by anger, her whole body was windless, and her original light red clothes seemed to be stained with blood at the moment.
With a roar in the distance, the children of the other families looked at each other suspiciously.
When the Uncovered Assembly comes to attack the Sakura Kasumi day?67
Is this the rhythm of looking for death?
And such a big movement, running out?
Could it be that he was so resolute that he buried himself alive?
Suddenly, a man in tattered clothes and a bloody face staggered over, looking at the people in front of him with a blue face.
He was a fourth-order disciple of the Yunlan Sect, and when he exploded, he happened to be enjoying the flowers on the side of the street, and he picked up a life in front of him.
"No...... Oh no!" He swallowed with difficulty, and said weakly in the astonished eyes of everyone:
"It's all over, it's all dead...... he looked up, blood was pouring from his neck, a dark cloud happened to cover the moonlight, and in a trance, he seemed to see a blood-colored rose blooming in the sky, it was his own blood.
The flowers of Yunlan always bloom in spring.
However, spring is old.
Summer has arrived.
The roses have withered.
He watched motionless as the ground rose, his pale face, the warm wind......
"What the hell is going on, you speak!" cried the black-faced old man in horror.
Kirimu's divine sense sensed this, and he couldn't help but sigh, he knew that it wouldn't be long before these people would find out that their comrades had all died.
Today's breeze is blowing, it is a good weather to kill, and at this moment, the mood should be very pleasant.
But he didn't feel happy, because he found that these people were too weak to give him enough pleasure to kill, and the heart-pounding feeling when he killed the old man of Huang Tanju in his early years had disappeared with the wind.
It turns out that not all ways to kill people are pleasant things to say......
Tong Mu looked at Wu Qiu, Wu Qiu looked at Tong Mu, and the two seemed to understand each other's minds at the moment of looking at each other.
Tong Mu asked himself in his heart: "Every time the Xingyue Divine Technique is upgraded by one level, I will kill more, will there be a day when I will also kill this beautiful woman?"
Wu Qiu's heart was another scene, "This person is so handsome! Ugly and handsome! I like it so much!"
Tong Mu patted the dust on his body, sighed, looked at the chaotic scene under the mountain, heard the footsteps behind him that were lighter than the wind, turned around, looked at the ghost generals, and said in a cold voice: "Is it smooth?"
"Smooth ......" Momozhi had just opened his mouth, and an uncontrollable sound of mouth spat came from his throat, and everyone knelt on the ground and vomited.
"The sky is full of strange light, like the power of the Holy Spirit, only a thousand suns can make it shine! I seem to have become the god of death, the destroyer of this world!" Kirimu smiled and whispered, thoughtful.
"There is no one between the hunter and the lamb who is nobler or inferior...... We are all the Holy Spirit in the Six Realms, and we ...... unhindered" Chai Lao kindly patted Tong Mu's shoulder and persuaded kindly.
Tong Mu suddenly smiled, looked ahead, and said to himself: "In fact, the people who are killed are far easier than the people who kill people, these people have lived too long, and today is afraid that it will be the time of death." ”
"Do you still want to ......?" Chai Lao looked at Tong Mu in surprise, and was suddenly speechless.
"Of course, if such a big move is made, if it can't be properly handled, who will bear the consequences of the matter......
"Crazy man......" Chai Lao exclaimed.
Everyone present gasped and stared at Tong Mu.
"What are you going to do here?!"
The horrified crowd saw that Tong Mu actually took out a black ball again, and frantically blessed it with power, and the ball was filled with tyrannical aura for a long time. It actually pushed the air around it outward.
"You're going to ...... like that"
Chai Lao scolded in shock, but then his voice came down, because he was shocked to find that the violent aura inside the ball suddenly became gentle with the flow of star power in the stinky boy's right hand, and it seemed to emit a soft pink light.
"This, this is?"
Everyone's eyes waited like brass bells, and they stood on the spot.
Tong Mu began to move, his feet did not move a step in place, the injury was complicated, one after another formations were played, his body was like a lonely sea of people, and everyone was in the same place, but it seemed to be far away in the starry sky, and the shadows were staggering.
"It's all instantaneous magic, how is it possible!" The ghost generals had never seen the patriarch's supernatural powers, and they were naturally terrified.
The tricks are like big rivers, unnoticed, and like the sky flashing, appearing in front of everyone for no reason.
Chai Mu's eyes also showed a look of shock, and he looked at Tong Mu's movements in disbelief. Moving like a strong wind, fluttering like a frightening wave, that complex movement and a series of spell combinations should never appear in the hands of a second-order junior magician, you have to go through countless ups and downs and stand out among millions of people to be so free and easy.
"The first time I saw the Heavenly Dao Holy Body Cultivation Dao, I didn't expect it to be as shocking as Martial Cultivation!" the old man nodded with emotion.
In the small black ball in front of him, the demonic qi and the black gas have been completely mixed together, all of them have turned inky black, and there is not even a fluctuation of yuan force inside, giving people a very soft and comfortable feeling.
But this thing, in the eyes of everyone, is like a Shura jade wheel, and everyone's face is full of nervousness, and they can't help but take a step back, for fear that the bones will be lost by the explosion that this thing has burst into.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my new work, who wants to come and evaluate it?" said Kirilla with a smile.
"Don't!"
The crowd retreated again.
Ghosts want to see you, even though we are ghosts.
Tong Mu smiled and took these people back into the star picking, the next thing is no longer something that these people can handle, there is no need to let these people lose their lives in vain.
Chai Lao found that the other party didn't put himself in the space, his face was depressed, it seemed that he was going to mess around with this inexplicable little ghost again, if those masters knew that they were stealing chickens and dogs with this kid, and planting blame, it was estimated that they would be laughed to death.
Wu Qiao happily put his hands behind his back and dangled in front of Tong Mu. From time to time, he smirked, and his mouth was still muttering:
"It's really good!"