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The four hundred and fortieth eighth chapter ancestors and descendants

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the building sneered.

Qin Mu didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "If the Western Land hadn't been separated by a large ruins, it would have been destroyed by Yankang long ago. To be honest, your Taoism, magic and magical powers have fallen behind compared to Yankang, and Yankang and Da

In my eyes, Xu’s magical powers are somewhat outdated, so I want to ask for a change. It’s too dangerous for all the brothers and sisters of Xitu to be so close to me, not to mention the Liuhe realm, even these brothers and sisters in the Seven Star realm, you

, you, and you, so close to me, in my eyes..."

He pointed at the seven-star realm masters present, shook his head and said: "You are all corpses that can walk, jump, talk and laugh. The only difference is when you turned into corpses."

In the building, everyone was filled with murderous intent. Yue Qingshan suddenly stood up and said with a sneer: "Master Qin, you are so arrogant! Lord Ge Ke, you are the master of this place. I really want to meet this Master Qin for a while, is it okay?"

Ji Ke laughed and said: "You are all guests, coming to attend the Huashan Festival in Fangxiu City, why are you so tense? Isn't it wonderful for everyone to find their favorite lover and have fun? Of course, if you insist,

If you want to fight, I can't stop you, right?"

He made it clear that he wanted to watch the fun.

Yue Qingshan walked downstairs and sneered: "Master Qin, come down, I want to get a prize from Zhentian Palace."

Qin Mu smiled, took out a two-foot-square metal ball from his gluttonous bag, shook his head and said, "There's no need to go down, it's good here."

He held the round metal ball in his hand, and the building suddenly shook slightly and slowly sank to the ground. The tall building creaked under the pressure. The first floor had already sunk into the earth, followed by the third floor.

On the second floor, it stopped falling until it reached the third floor.

Everyone was awestruck, and Ke Ke praised: "What a heavy ball!"

"Gentlemen, please take a look."

Qin Mu gently moved the metal ball with his left hand and said, "This is my sword pill."

Click——

The sword ball split open, and the eight thousand swords were as thin as silk, with the sword tip pointed directly at the center of the ball. To be able to forge it so skillfully required not only ingenious craftsmanship, but also awe-inspiring and precise calculation skills.

His eight thousand swords reflected rays of cold light, causing the light to flow continuously on the four walls of the building and reflected it on everyone's faces.

Every sword is like the most perfect work of art.

Qin Mu held the sword pill in his palm. The sword pill slowly floated up and rotated slowly, allowing people to see the internal structure of the sword pill clearly. He said: "Gentlemen, Taoism and magical power will not improve for thousands of years, even if it takes a hundred years,

If you don’t make progress, you will lag behind the times. Your magical method in the West still uses the magical power passed down by your ancestors 10,000 to 20,000 years ago to awaken the spirits or gods of all things to fight on your behalf. But your magical method

The activation speed is too slow. Even a master in the realm of gods and humans will need a certain amount of time to activate all things animistic. And the magical power changes rapidly, how can I give you time? I will perform a sword technique, please give me some advice, don't move.

"

Zhentian Gong Tingfang sneered: "If you don't move, won't you let me be slaughtered by you?"

Qin Mu smiled and said: "If you want to move, you will be responsible for the consequences. One sword will make you emperor..."

The sword pill in his hand suddenly split apart, and the sword filled the tower in an instant!

Eight thousand swords moved, and everyone could hardly hold back and stood up to resist. At this moment, all the sword light suddenly disappeared. Not only did the sword light disappear, even the building seemed to disappear, replaced by an overwhelming sea of ​​blood.

Wang Yang!

The second move in the sword diagram is to open up a sea of ​​blood with one sword stroke.

When this move was performed, a feeling of vastness and despair rushed over their faces, making them vaguely see countless gods and demons struggling and roaring in the sea of ​​​​blood, and then turned into corpses and sank into the sea in the sword light.

Sea of ​​blood!

A sword opens the emperor's blood and the ocean is full of blood. The mountains and rivers are there, and the heart is confused. Looking around, the motherland no longer wears old clothes.

During this period, they heard someone snapping the case, someone yelling loudly, and the sound of magical powers clashing, as well as the sound of a brief confrontation.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​​​blood faded away like the passing of time, and they vaguely saw a figure looking back sadly with a divine sword on his back. The feeling of loneliness and vicissitudes touched their hearts.

The back figure disappeared and the building reappeared. Qin Mu's hand was still raised, with a sword pill that was constantly spinning on his palm.

The dishes and dishes in front of them were still the same as before, not messy at all.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads. They looked around hurriedly, horrified in their hearts. They saw Yu Jinfang's corpse lying on the ground, Ting Fang slumped on the seat, a little red blood on his eyebrows, and two other corpses lying on the case.

Just now, they jumped up in the light of Qin Mu's sword, trying to compete with Qin Mu's sword light, but they were killed one by one by this move, while the others were unharmed because they were sitting there motionless.

Yue Qingshan's face was pale. He was motionless just now, but it was not because he didn't feel the terrifying sword intent of Qin Mu's move, but because he felt it for sure, so he didn't dare to move.

Ji Ke waved his hand, and someone immediately came forward and dragged the body down.

At the table, some of the people were pale and some were ashen.

The shock brought by Qin Mu's move was too strong, and the sword technique was too fast. They had no time to react and could only sit there. It was really uncomfortable to feel helpless and waiting to be killed.

Especially those masters in the seven-star realm. Although they can make the soul leave the body and the battle power of the soul is extremely strong, the building is too narrow and Qin Mu's sword is too fast. They have no time to think and the sword light will kill them.

submerged.

The power of Qin Mu's move is huge. Every sword is made of the best materials, and it has the strength to endanger their lives!

As for their magical power, which is animistic, the activation speed is indeed much slower than Qin Mu's sword. If you want to take action, you can only keep a distance from him first, or use the magical power first.

But in this building, they didn't stand a chance.

Qin Mu put away the sword pill and said apologetically: "Brother Qie, I have soiled your building. Please forgive me."

Ji Ke quickly said: "Master Qin's sword skills are unparalleled, which opened my eyes. Although he thrust out countless swords, he didn't hurt my building at all. This is his skill. I dare to ask, this move is Yankang's.

Is it a sword move created after the country’s political reform?”

Qin Mu shook his head and said: "This move is not a magical power after the political reform, but was created four to five hundred years ago. This move is also behind the times, but in this land of the West, I can kill with this move

There is no opponent in the six stars and six stars here. Although all of you here are very strong, you are still not as good as Pangong Tso. Pangong Tso is much stronger than you. He can take my move and he will be seriously injured at most."

Everyone snorted coldly and tried to speak, but their throats were a little hoarse and their voices were trembling, so they could only cover it up by coughing.

"Lord of the City of Ji Ke, I have no shame in staying here, so I have to say goodbye!" Yue Qingshan suddenly handed over his hands, turned around and walked downstairs to leave.

As soon as he left, everyone else also stood up to say goodbye, and soon only Qin Mu and Qie Ke were left in the building.

Qie Ke asked curiously: "Master Qin, you don't have any masters around you this time. You only have a dragon and unicorn, which has the fighting power of the realm of heaven and man. But I, the Western Land, have many masters. Aren't you afraid of being killed here?"

Qin Mu smiled half-heartedly: "Brother Qike knows about Long Qilin?"

Qin Ke did not answer, Qin Mu said with a smile: "There are many people who want to kill me, but no one has succeeded yet. My trip is not to challenge the world's elites, but to look around and take a look. Qian Ke

Brother, do you know where Zhentian Palace is?"

"Zhentian Palace is our holy land in the West, and everyone knows it."

Ji Ke smiled and said: "If Master Qin wants to go there, I can show you the way."

Qin Mu thanked him and said with a smile: "I am wanted by Zhentian Palace, but Brother Gake treats me like a guest. Are you not afraid that Zhentian Palace will embarrass you?"

Ji Ke laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "Although Zhentian Palace is tyrannical, it is not wanton. Although there is only this holy land in the West, it is not Zhentian Palace that rules the West, but God. Zhentian Palace is not so arrogant because of this.

A trivial matter alarms God. Someone, please give a copy of my geographical map of the Western Land to Master Qin!"

Qin Mu felt awe-struck in his heart.

This sentence of Ji Ke reveals an important message. The relationship between Zhentian Palace and God seems to be a bit subtle.

A servant came forward and presented the geographical map of the Western Land to Qin Mu. Qin Mu accepted the map and couldn't help but asked: "Master Qike, this manor of yours seems to have the style of Yankang."

Ji Ke smiled and said: "Master Qin, it's time for you to go. You killed Ting Fang of the Zhentian Palace and Yu Jinfang of the Yu family. It was a disaster in itself. Those people who left in a hurry just now were not going to participate in the Huashan Festival.

Yes, but to report the news and move reinforcements. If you don't leave, you will never leave again."

Qin Mu looked at him deeply and said, "How long has the Patriarch stayed here?"

Ji Ke was silent, and after a while he said: "It hasn't been long. He comes once a year and teaches me a lot. When he left last time, he told me that he probably wouldn't come again in the future. Master Qin, has he already gone?

?”

Qin Mu was silent for a moment, then came to the window and looked at the dragon Qilin downstairs. At this moment, the huge beast suddenly raised its ears, apparently eavesdropping on the conversation upstairs.

"No."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "The Patriarch has probably become a god."

The dragon Qilin downstairs had his ears drooped again and lay on the ground with his tail spread out.

Ji Ke came to him and looked down, only to see Xiong Qilin climbing to the tip of Long Qilin's tail. Then the big guy raised its tail, and Xiong Qier slid down, making the little girl giggle.

stop.

"I met Long Qilin when I was a child, but he no longer recognized me."

Ji Ke shook his head: "You brought the little princess of Zhentian Palace, and you still want to go to Zhentian Palace alive? No wonder Zhentian Palace must capture you. You really don't need my help? I can become the lord of a city, naturally.

He has some skills and means! My father taught me a lot!"

Qin Mu walked downstairs, shook his head and said, "You have your own family business, I won't involve you. Long Pang, Qier, let's go."

Gake watched them leave the house and waved. Qin Mu seemed to notice and turned around to wave goodbye.

Ji Ke couldn't help but said: "Will I see him again?"

Qin Mu raised his voice and said, "When you become a god, you will probably see him!"

Ji Ke smiled and watched them go away, then his face darkened: "Every time he mentions father, he always mentions it with two words. Father should really be dead..."

——Zhaizhu is on the high-speed train heading to Changsha, Hunan, continuing to code and struggle!


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