At this time, Qin Mu was standing in front of the giant eye, but when he got to the "eyelid", from a distance, it was just a red mole, dotted on the giant eye, which was really as small as dust. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But his momentum soared into the sky, and no one dared to underestimate him.

In that giant eye, Qin Mu could see the reflection of himself, his blood rushed to his face, his skin was red, and even the air around him was shrouded in a ball of red light, which looked like a humanoid flame.

Only Qin Mu knew how fierce and arrogant the flame in his heart was.

The giant eye was already a black pillar of light. Each one corroded Qin Mu's muscles and muscles.

Pain.

How sensitive Qin Mu was to the manipulation of his body, how unbearable his pain was at this time.

At this time, Qin Mu already had no support, and some were probably just-

Let's draw the fighting spirit of the giant eyes gimmick.

The long stick was waved, and what it brought up was the sound of the wind.

There is no control of power, and there is no amazing momentum.

The tip of the stick tapped on the giant eye.

It seems that there is no giant eye, no immortal world, and no all kinds behind him.

Even, without themselves.

Yes, it's just the stick in front of you, and the obsession of swinging the stick forward.

Qin Mu's spirit seemed to have been withdrawn, looking at the "self" who was dancing from a distance.

Or rather, their own body.

Now that he has just realized that the spiritual realm can be broad because it is pure.

Qin Mu couldn't understand what kind of realm the Taoist beheaded three corpses was, but at this time, he had already comprehended the meaning of "beheading".

The Buddha cut nine thoughts and turned into five great kings, the king of Fudo Ming, the king of the third generation, the king of Juntari, the king of the Great Wisdom and the king of Vajra Yaksha. Surrender all demons.

At this time, although Qin Mu was far from reaching that realm, at this time, he really understood that inside the body in front of him was his "Ming King" divine thought.

In other words, it was his endless battle intent that remained in this body, and he was unrelentingly hitting the giant eye in front of him.

Qin Mu's own divine thoughts at this time seemed to be an extremely calm bystander, with all the perceptions of this sentence, the pain that made people collapse, the helplessness of being an ant, and the slackness of exhaustion.

Qin Mu hadn't experienced these negative emotions for a long time.

But as if only reason remained, he calmly analyzed all kinds of emotions, and even every change in his body.

And those negative emotions were infinitely amplified by him, turning into anger, from anger to anger, and then into endless fighting intent, injected into the body in front of him.

At this time, Qin Mu really felt that he had mastered his physical body and entered a new realm.

If someone can look closely into Qin Mu's thoughts, they will find that in Qin Mu's Divine Palace, that little seed of divine thoughts has turned into a wheel shape.

The Wheel of Life and Death Method, Qin Mu's fundamental martial arts, had already been imprinted into his divine thoughts at this time.

The wheel of divine thought in the shrine was half red, half blue.

Red like fire, blue like ice.

Qin Mu's distraction at this time was the fire, and Qin Mu's extreme sanity at this time was the ice.

I don't know how many times the stick was clicked, and even the blue light on the long stick had already revealed a sense of dying decadence.

Qin Mu's body at this time was like a piece of coke, and his whole body was pitch black.

The light of hope in the child's eyes grew dimmer.

The world began to wail.

Qingyun Mountain, as the center of the fortune of the Zhuxian world at this time, felt the nature extremely profoundly, Wan Jianyi and Tian Buyi all walked out of the outdoors and looked at the sky.

A huge black cloud appeared over Qingyun Mountain.

"Did you fail?" Wan Jianyi smiled with a faint loss in his heart.

"So what?" he seemed to ask himself.

At the foot of Qingyun, there is a deep courtyard than usual, which is the Qingyun Patriarch Hall that was moved here before Qin Mu refined the Tongtian Divine Pillar.

In the deep hall, there is only one Dao Xuan.

He quietly approached a tablet, flicked his fingers, and put on a stick of incense.

The spiritual seat was written "The spiritual position of the ancestor Tianchengzi", Dao Xuan stared at the spiritual position in front of him quietly, silent, just took a broom and began to clean up the dead leaves in front of the hall.

The black clouds pressed down, and the wind rose.

Dao Xuan's emaciated figure looked so lonely in the wind.

All over the world, there are more or less celestial phenomena, and in the hearts of the world, it seems that there is a boulder, heavy.

Only Qin Mu was still tirelessly hitting the giant eye in front of him.

It's like an eternal giant eye.

I don't know how much time has passed, and I don't know how much despair has accumulated.

"Click......

A soft sound, in the sound of percussion after knocking, it was extremely inconspicuous.

But it's so deafening.

The little boy, the giant eyes, all showed a look of disbelief.

There was a tiny crack in the giant eye.

Only Qin Mu showed a knowing smile.

With extreme calmness, he calculated the landing point of the tip of the stick and the damage to the giant eye.

Under the accumulation of inconspicuous injuries one after another, this success was achieved.

With endless fighting spirit, tirelessly swinging the stick, there is no hesitation, no slack.

Only wisdom and strength can become my way.

Qin Mu turned around, looked at the little boy behind him, and said with a smile:

"This world is stuffy. ”

As he spoke, the long stick stretched out, and with ten thousand powers, it hit the giant eye in front of him.

is an unremarkable stick, but it opens the last step of promotion in this world.

The silver screen is broken, and the world is open.

The world began to cheer, and it seemed even more pleasing under the wail of the giant-eyed loser.

The giant eye collapsed, but a large hole full of chaos and cracks flowed down, and even Qin Mu at this time could feel the mortal danger.

This is natural, such a passage is actually to hinder the crazy influx of powerful people in the Great World into the Zhuxian World, but it will cause irreparable damage to the beings in the Zhuxian World.

It is only when the aura of the two is slowly balanced through the channel that the channel becomes peaceful.

This is the protection of the weak by the laws of heaven and earth.

The so-called way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss.

Qin Mu already understood that at this time, it was time for him to leave, even with the restoration and blessing of the power of the world, the power Qin Mu used this time had far exceeded the limit of this physical body and even the world.

This flesh has died out.

He looked back, and the red dust was like fire.

After all, this body is a passerby.

Why don't you go back!

The streamer flashed, and only Qin Mu's body was left in the same place, holding the cyan long stick, staring in all directions.

The little boy who woke up from joy was very reluctant and disappointed in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the body fell to the ground.

Three days later.

In the boundary of Zhuxian Qingyun Mountain, a new giant mountain is revealed, about 10,000 zhang high, and from a distance, it is actually towering into the clouds, and it has become the appearance of the pillar of the sky.

But there are always people who say that this mountain peak is very similar to a man, holding a long stick and raising his head to the sky. (To be continued.) )