Chapter 187: First Martial God Qin Mu
Outside the Takeo Mound.
General Yang Yuan was talking to a few martial kings.
Around the Martial King Tomb, nearly two hundred Martial Kings were distributed in various places, closely defending the surroundings.
Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded: "Look at the sky, there are people!"
Everyone looked up in unison.
I saw a golden figure suspended above the sky.
Behind him, a pair of golden wings fluttered slightly, making a "whoosh" sound.
Yang Yuan exclaimed, "First Martial God Qin Mu!"
"It's him!"
"Isn't Qin Mu in the Western Qin Kingdom, why is he here?"
"This time is not a good purpose!"
"Could it be, that peerless master isโ"
The faces of the Martial Kings were extremely embarrassed.
A few beads of sweat rolled off Yang Yuan's forehead, a round shield appeared in his left hand, and a large knife appeared in his right hand.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Yuan said loudly: "Qin Mu Martial God, this time you are here-"
Before Yang Yuan's words were finished, Qin Mu turned into a golden streamer and threw himself down towards Yang Yuan!
"Be careful, General!"
"Protect the General!"
"Sure enough, it's him!"
Numerous janissaries rushed up from the bottom of the mountain.
Nearly two hundred Martial Kings pounced from all directions!
Yang Yuan's face is like the color of earth.
However, he didn't back down!
The big knife in his right hand struck the round shield in his left hand hard, and Yang Yuan jumped up and roared, "For my Southern Wu Kingdom!"
The golden streamer pierced the shield in front of him, rushed past his side, turned into Qin Mu, and landed in front of the gate of Qionglou Yuyu.
Without even looking at the Martial Kings, Qin Mu walked towards the inside of the gate and snorted coldly: "Don't measure yourself!"
Yang Yuan's body was suspended in the void.
The moment Qin Mu walked into the gate, it suddenly burst open, turning into a blood mist in the sky.
"General!"
"General!"
"Woo woo, General!"
All the Praetorian Guards and Martial Kings knelt down and looked at the blood mist in despair.
Some wept and wept.
Some people grab the ground with their heads.
Some fell to their knees, shivering.
It's too strong!
It's too strong!
Even Yang Yuan, the great general of the Martial God Cultivator, couldn't withstand a move!
Cheng Yangxi had just walked out of the tomb and was about to go out.
Suddenly, I heard countless cries of pain outside.
"General!"
"We can't beat it!"
"We're all ants!"
Cheng Yangxi sighed.
Zhou Jiong is here.
Although Yang Yuan gathered so many people, what was the use.
In front of a person like Zhou Jiong, who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, relying on numbers is no longer of any use.
It seems that he is still the only one who plays.
I just hope that this time I can really stop him!
If you really block it, then there is no way but to destroy the body of the Martial King.
It's justโ
Since Zhou Jiong dared to put his first body here, he must have done it as a hindrance.
If you want to destroy it, it is estimated that it is impossible.
Otherwise, Brother Leng has been reincarnated ninety-nine times, and he has entered it countless times, knowing that Zhou Jiong needs that body, how can he not destroy it?
This is not Brother Leng's style.
You can only take one step at a time.
In the main hall of Qionglou Yuyu, Murong Di, Hua Yunxin, Hua Cai Butterfly, Bauhinia Fairy and Sun Hao were practicing together.
Suddenly, a cry was heard from above, and all five of them stopped, their faces extremely serious.
The five of them clasped their hands together and saluted in the direction of the closed door of the main hall.
"General, let's go!"
"General, your heroic soul lives on!"
"Next, leave it to us!"
"General. โ
"General, your last wish will be guarded by us!"
After the five men finished their salutes, they glanced at each other, and each stood in a corner, forming a complex pattern.
Their eyes were fixed on the heavy door of the main hall.
After a while, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps outside, as well as the sound of heavy armor pieces crashing.
Footsteps are getting closer.
After nearly thirty breaths, he finally stopped behind the gate.
The next moment, there was a "boom" sound from the gate.
The dust on it was beating fast.
A crack opened in the door.
The gap is getting bigger.
Finally, the rift cracked an inch wide.
Hua Yunxin held dozens of talismans in each hand, snorted and threw them out!
Dozens of runes turned into fireballs in the sky and blasted towards the gap!
The sound of "boom, boom, boom ......" is endless.
However, the door continued to open steadily.
When the roar stopped, the door opened completely.
A middle-aged man wrapped in golden armor walked in.
The Bauhinia Fairy's eyes shrank slightly: "First Martial God Qin Mu!"
Sun Hao's face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't mess up, and roared: "One!"
Murong Di, Hua Yunxin, Hua Cai Butterfly, Bauhinia Fairy and Sun Hao all turned into wings with spiritual power, turned into five streamers, and moved.
The next moment, a dragon chant was deafening, but it was Sun Hao who took the lead and slashed out a sword towards Qin Mu!
A silver dragon phantom rushed out from the tip of the sword, roared, and instantly blasted in front of Qin Mu!
Qin Mu's face remained unchanged, his right hand formed a fist, and a punch slammed into the silver dragon's head.
With a mournful roar, the silver dragon shattered inch by inch and dissipated into nothingness!
"Wow!"
"Roar!"
A chirp and a dragon groan sounded at the same time!
I saw Hua Yunxin and Hua Cai Butterfly attack at the same time!
Hua Yunxin threw out two pitch-black talismans, turned into two black dragons, and swooped down towards Qin Mu!
Butterfly held the bow in her left hand, pulled the bowstring in her right hand, and at the tips of her right index and middle fingers, a golden feather arrow was instantly formed.
As the flower butterfly released the bowstring, the golden feather arrow turned into a fire phoenix, forming a zigzag with the two black dragons, and attacked Qin Mu together!
Qin Mu sneered, pinched his hands quickly, and then slapped it out.
Three fireballs appeared strangely and bombarded the two black dragons and the fire phoenix.
The violent impact made the whole hall shake!
"Five! Die!"
And at this moment, Sun Hao didn't know when he appeared on top of Qin Mu's head, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed a sword towards the top of his head!
A sword bolt tore through the void!
Qin Mu's face changed slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and he threw dozens of punches at the top of his head!
Countless fist shadows bombarded the sword, and the sword shattered inch by inch!
"Ahh
Suddenly, the entire void was quickly covered in blood.
Qin Mu's eyes condensed slightly.
The next moment, a fleshy palm slapped heavily on his vest!
It's a Pixiu!
Pixiu's eyes burst with scarlet light.
Under this slap blow, Qin Mu's figure turned into a meteor and slammed into the pillars of the main hall, breaking three beams in a row before stopping!
A mouthful of blood came out of the corner of Qin Mu's mouth, squatting on the ground, and pressing his hands on the ground.
On the ground in front of him, ten bloody traces were hideous and dazzling.
His face was horribly gloomy.
Suddenly, he looked up.
On the top of his head, the butterfly suddenly let go of the bowstring.
The rain of arrows in the sky was overwhelming!
Qin Mu kicked the ground with his legs violently, and he was about to burst out.
Suddenly, he lowered his head.
I don't know when countless more thorns appeared on the ground, and his feet were wrapped around the ground!
"Ten!"
Sun Hao snorted.
Four black dragons rushed out of the four sigils.
A silver dragon rushed out of the sword.
The five giant dragons roared, earth-shattering, blocking the left, front, and right directions!
"Drink!"
Qin Mu's whole body suddenly erupted with dazzling firelight, burning off the thorns under his feet and jumping backwards!
Unexpectedly, Pixiu was already waiting there!
With a roar, Pixiu's two fleshy palms slapped heavily on his head from top to bottom!