Qin Mu's plan was decided, and when he arrived a hundred miles away, Box and Dragon Qilin followed him closely.
A hundred miles away is far enough. Even if the trap is extremely powerful, it will hardly threaten them a hundred miles away.
Qin Mu grabbed a handful of yellow sand and blew it gently. The handful of yellow sand was blown out of his palm in one breath and turned into a three-inch little man when it hit the ground.
This "Dune Giant" roared loudly, it was so ferocious, the yellow sand beneath him was spinning, and the hill giant rushed towards the cliff a hundred miles away with murderous intent.
Long Qilin was looking forward to it. After a while, the big fat man's expectation weakened slightly, but he still stared into the distance intently. However, nothing happened at the cliff.
Qin Mu jumped on his head, climbed up and looked far away, looking at the "Dune Giant". The little Sand Dune Giant had just climbed over a sand dune and was working hard to reach the cliff.
Long Qilin yawned, cheered up, and said, "Leader, are we almost here?"
Qin Mu calculated: "We'll be there in half an hour."
Long Qilin climbed down and muttered: "I'll sleep for a while first, and you can call me when you get there."
Less than half an hour later, Qin Mu kicked the behemoth awake. Long Qilin hurriedly got up and said excitedly: "Are we here?"
"We'll be there in just half a stick of incense!"
Qin Mu smiled and said, "Let's get to the air first so that we can escape easily if something goes wrong!"
The box spread out its legs and climbed onto the back of Long Qilin. Long Qilin quickly stepped on the fire cloud and flew into the sky. Looking from a distance, he could vaguely see a little person shouting and rushing towards the stone monument a hundred miles away.
Even though Long Qilin has very strong eyesight, it is difficult to distinguish clearly.
Qin Mu saw clearly that the little dune giant roared for a long time and finally came to the foot of the stone monument, full of momentum.
Then, the little dune giant worked hard to dig at the sand, roaring and digging at the same time.
Qin Mu was speechless. Long Qilin opened his mouth to speak, but then closed his mouth and waited quietly, thinking: "If I don't open my eyes and mention this, I probably won't have anything to eat tomorrow."
After a while, the little sand dune giant dug a small pit, and the words under the stone tablet were finally revealed. Before Qin Mu could see clearly what was written on it, countless yellow sands suddenly rolled in the sand pit, and there were lines of yellow sand like
It was the flying rainbow rising into the sky, drowning the little dune giant!
Not only was the little dune giant submerged, but the surrounding area for dozens of miles also turned into a terrifying killing field. The yellow sand was boiling, like an earth-yellow cauldron in the desert, and a sound came from the big earth-yellow ball.
The sound of the sword!
The hair and scales on Long Qilin's body stood up straight in fear, and Qin Mu couldn't help but feel terrified!
This trap turned out to be more terrifying than he imagined. Fortunately, he was always cautious and suggested going a hundred miles away to trigger the trap again.
In the earth-yellow cauldron, streaks of sword light were seen flying up, down, left and right, chopping and slashing, with various changes, almost filling the space of dozens of miles in radius!
"This kind of sword technique..."
Qin Mu was slightly startled, and suddenly had a bad feeling. He had seen this kind of sword technique before!
But it was not in Yankang, but last night, last night thirty or forty thousand years ago, that young man named Luo Wushuang from the heavenly army!
The sword skills performed by Luo Wushuang are very similar to the sword light in the battlefield!
"The one-armed boy is still alive? Your Majesty also said that this kid won't live long, so I don't have to worry..."
Qin Mu laughed, but his smile gradually stiffened, and soon his face turned livid.
The magical trap Luo Wushuang ambushed here is very powerful. It is simply unbelievably powerful. Even Xing Yan may not have such magnificent magic power.
This shows that Luo Wushuang not only survived, but also lived very well. He looked very powerful and had probably become a god!
He still resented the loss of his arm. He thought that after he became a god, he revisited his old place and found this cliff. He saw Qin Mu's handwriting on the cliff, so he left a stone tablet.
If Qin Mu comes here, he will definitely want to know what is written under the stone tablet, and then he will be tricked!
"I really shouldn't have revealed my name. I should have made up a name at the time... But fortunately, we all share the same fate. Luo Wushuang was too cautious. I chopped off a leg of the Great Master, and I chopped off the same leg twice.
, he didn’t say anything.”
The magical power left by Luo Wushuang did not last long, and soon the power of the trap dissipated, and the yellow sand in the sky was cut into dust, which spread in all directions and was blown by the wind.
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, feeling secretly shocked.
He met Luo Wushuang last night. Although Luo Wushuang's sword skills were extremely superb, they were much inferior to him.
Luo Wushuang's sword technique is a fission sword technique, which divides one into two, two into four, and four into eight without breaking or deforming. When this sword technique fission reaches the tenth time, it will be one thousand and twenty-four sword rays. When it fission reaches ten
Four times, there are more than 16,000 channels.
However, the biggest drawback of this sword technique is that Luo Wushuang's magic power is fixed. The more fission times, the power of each sword light will decrease accordingly. If it splits too much, the attack power will be insufficient.
When he meets other masters, he can dominate, but when he meets someone like Qin Mu who is both a master of swordsmanship and a master of swordsmanship, it is difficult to please him.
Therefore, Qin Mu was able to break off one of his arms even when his magic power was about to be exhausted and his body was covered with injuries.
But this time, Qin Mu saw Luo Wushuang's sword skills improving to an extremely terrifying level.
There is yellow sand all over the sky for dozens of miles in radius, but the real murderous intention is the light of the sword that fills the yellow sand.
It seems that there are sword lights everywhere in the yellow sand with a radius of dozens of miles, without breaking away from the fission sword technique, but in fact there is only one sword light.
The sword light hit the dust and refracted back. Because the speed was too fast, it caused the phenomenon of sword light everywhere. However, Luo Wushuang only used one sword!
Qin Mu could imagine that Luo Wushuang came here after becoming a god, saw Qin Mu's handwriting on the stone wall, recognized Qin Mu's swordsmanship from the handwriting, and erected a stone tablet.
He stood in front of the stone tablet and slashed into the yellow sand with one knife, hiding his sword intention and magical power in the yellow sand and under the stone tablet!
After an unknown number of years, Qin Mu came here, touched his sword intention and magical power, and detonated the magical power!
"His sword skills have reached the Tao realm."
Qin Mu's eyes twitched, and he stepped into the sand and dust, heading towards the cliff against the choking sand and dust.
Luo Wushuang's sword skills have reached the Tao realm, and like Yankang Imperial Master, he is a terrifying existence in the Tao realm!
Entering the Dao from the sword, this person's understanding of the Dao of the sword is probably no weaker than that of the butcher. What's even more frightening is that his cultivation is rich and powerful, which is probably far above that of the butcher!
Qin Mu was slightly startled. The cliff ahead was still there, and his words on the cliff were still there. The cliff was not damaged at all. It seemed that Luo Wushuang's magical power deliberately avoided this cliff.
He didn't think much and looked towards the stone tablet.
The stone tablet is still there, undamaged.
The words under the stone tablet were also revealed. After the word "bury", it was not the word "here" as he had guessed. Instead, there was another row of very small regular scripts.
Qin Mu read it carefully: "Do you think this is a trap? Do you think my sword technique is to kill you? You are wrong. If you stand here, you will be unscathed."
"I'm waiting for you, Tiansheng Cult Master. I have experienced twenty thousand years and the entire Kaihuang Era, but I have never found any trace of the Tiansheng Cult. Until the end of the Kaihuang Era."
"The remnants of the Founding Emperor founded the Tiansheng Sect. It was not until that moment that I knew that the person I was waiting for was not in the past, but in the future!"
"The Tiansheng Sect has only the word "sacred" in it, but it is actually a demonic way. Qin Mu, the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, is actually Qin Mu, the leader of the Demon Sect!"
"If you touch my trap, my magical power will notify me that you are coming!"
"I finally waited for you..."
Qin Mu looked solemn, exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned over and jumped on Long Qilin's back, shouting: "Quickly leave! You can't stay here for long!"
Long Qilin hurriedly ran away, and the box behind him also stepped forward and ran at the risk of his life.
Qin Mu had a stern face.
That's not a trap.
Although the momentum was huge, the trap was just to let Luo Wushuang sense that his magical power was triggered and let him know that Qin Mu, the leader of Tiansheng Cult, was here, nothing more!
It was an old monster that had lived for 30,000 to 40,000 years. He had always hated Qin Mu for cutting off his arm. To Qin Mu, this happened last night, but to him, it happened 30,000 to 40,000 years ago.
Things that happened!
He has held a grudge for thirty to forty thousand years, and even if he left a trap, it was not to kill Qin Mu, but to inform his true identity. Luo Wushuang's persistence is terrifying!
He would rather make his trap ineffective than save Qin Mu's life, because he wants to take it himself!
Qin Mu took the box and fled away. It was already past noon, and the sun was setting in the west. The sun in this yellow sand desert seemed to be different from the sun in Yankang, and this world did not seem to be the same world as Yankang.
.
He rode the dragon Qilin and ran wildly in the desert with a box. This world seemed to have no end, and he could not see the horizon or reach the end.
He couldn't even find the crack he saw when he came.
Cold sweat broke out on Qin Mu's forehead. If he couldn't get out of here, even if Luo Wushuang didn't come to kill him, he would die in this weird place sooner or later!
Either die of thirst, or die of hunger, or die of loneliness and madness, or die of loneliness.
"Don't panic, don't panic, think carefully..."
He calmed down and carefully recalled the path he took when he came. In the vast desert, the road he came from was no longer visible, and even if he could find a way back, he would never take that road.
"Xing Yan has not caught up with us. He will definitely be waiting at the crack in the entrance, waiting for me to come to the door automatically."
Qin Mu's eyes flashed, he looked up at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "I once saw the sky at the source of the Yongjiang River, on the cliff that cuts across the east and west of the Great Ruins, with five layers. It was the sky of five worlds overlapping each other! Five
The overlap of the two heavens means that there are other exits in this world. I can return to the Great Ruins through other exits!"
The layers of formations in his eyes were spinning, and he was letting the dragon and unicorn run around, and he just looked at the sky.
At night, Long Qilin did not dare to move forward and jumped on the box, while Qin Mu lay on the box with his legs crossed, looking at the dark night sky while the box climbed over the sand dunes and ran into the distance.
It was daytime again, and he became much more haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he still stared, not daring to slack off at all.
Finally, Qin Mu saw a cloud.
The world is full of deserts, without any water vapor, but this cloud suddenly appeared inexplicably, and it appeared in a small area at first, and then got bigger and bigger!
Qin Mu became energetic, stood up, and laughed loudly: "There is no perfect path for everyone, and more often than not, people just cut off their own path and give up hope! If I don't give up, I can get out alive!"
He put the box on Long Qilin's back, and Long Qilin rose up and rushed towards the cloud.
Just as they passed through this world, the divine light swayed in the cliff. In the divine light was another colorful world, with tall plants and colorful flowers.
Divine light flows out from the cliff like a waterfall, connecting the two worlds.
The shadow of a girl walked from another world on flowers, looked at the line of words on the cliff, and whispered: "There are still two hundred years to go until it is forty thousand years. You should have been born by now, right? I still
Waiting for you."
With a hint of resentment on her face, she whispered: "I survived, but forty thousand years, I will never forget you... I don't dare to grow old, for fear that you won't recognize me..."
Suddenly, the stone stele next to it continued to bulge, the stone stele clanged, and the stones split outward, forming a stone arch in an instant.
"Qin Mu, Master of the Heavenly Demon Cult, I've finally waited for you!" A one-armed figure appeared on the other side of the portal, carrying a long knife behind him, laughing like crying.
When the girl in the divine light met the one-armed figure in the door, their hearts were shocked.
"The remnants of the Emperor!"
"Extraterritorial evil!"
——Have you guessed the ranking of the strong men in Crippled Old Village? This chapter has 3,600 words, so I’ll update it in advance, and I’m still planning to give it a try!