Campus belle's cultivation master

Boom!

The sound is as swift as thunder. From far to near, it becomes louder and louder. It makes the beams and window frames in the hall cackle, and the years of dust fall

Headed by qiumu Wuhe, many strong qiumu families suddenly change color, just like a group of ducks released from their cages in the morning, rushing out of the hall, then raising their faces and staring at the southwest sky without blinking.

A tiny black spot is getting bigger and closer. What finally appears in people's view is a blazing light and shadow, just like a comet dragging its long tail and burning across the sky!

Many of the strong people in qiumu's family stand still and look scared!

"That's the shape of a mountain!" Qiumu Wuhe, the owner of the family, was the first to react. He led several powerful people in the family to soar up into the sky. The sound was like thunder, "mountain shape! Where is wisdom! What's the matter with you

He fixed his eyes on the glowing spot which was gradually enlarged in his sight. His cheek muscles were tense and full of wonder.

It is the annual practice to collect worshippers from villages outside Mt. Mituo in the shape of qiumu mountain. This morning, qiumu Zhili said that when he was idle and bored in his family, he also wanted to have some fun with him. Qiumu Wuhe had always spoiled his hard won only son and promised without any hindrance.

But what happened now? Where's his only son akimuri? With so many people going together, why did qiumu mountain come back alone?

Moreover, the speed of qiumu mountain shape is too fast. It's too fast to be true, too fast to be true! It's far beyond the limit of his cultivation!

Many of the Tianshi strongmen, led by qiumu Wuhe, looked straight at the mountain shape of qiumu, which had been plundered and was full of golden light. All of them had pale cheeks and soft hands and feet.

They are not idiots. Of course, they can see clearly. Qiumu mountain is burning the source of life, at all costs, escape!

After this disaster, even if qiumu mountain survives, its cultivation will fall back and become a useless person!

What kind of existence can force a superior heaven master to run for his life like a mad dog?

In the eyes of many strong qiumu families, the distance between qiumu mountain and the two steep peaks which symbolize the family's gateway is less than 500 meters.

He was covered with blood and hair. His whole face was so ferocious and twisted that he roared: "ah! The big deal is not good! Chinese demons! It's coming

The shrill and hoarse voice reverberates and rumbles among the mountains and valleys.

At that moment, all the people in qiumu's family seemed to have found the deep fear, and heard the scream of trembling soul

But for qiumu mountain, he still has a last glimmer of hope.

500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters

Close, close

As long as you cross this short distance and enter qiumu's area, he will win the gamble!

Qiumu mountain does not hesitate to burn the source of life crazily, does not hesitate to give up the Tao fruit of cultivating, bet everything, and win!

According to the agreement in advance, as long as he can reach the qiumu family first, Lin Zixuan, the Chinese demon, must fulfill his promise, avoid Mt. Mituo and not be enemies with the qiumu family!

Seeing the victory in sight, only a few seconds from the destination, qiumu mountain became more and more excited.

Ha ha, ha ha, what can that Chinese boy with mixed hair do even if he has amazing accomplishments? After all is too arrogant, too arrogant, too young!

Whew!

Just at this moment, there was a sharp sound from the rear, which was full of murders and made people feel very frightened.

Qiumu mountain subconsciously turned back, proud of the arrogant grin, immediately completely solidified!

A crystal clear lightsaber cuts through the sky and arrives in an instant. Where it passes, it seems that even the space is slightly distorted, showing an incredible radian.

"Ah Qiu Mu's eyes were full of blood and scarlet. He raised his head and let out an unwilling roar.

One second, just give him one more second, you can win!

But qiumu mountain did not have such a chance. The speed of the lightsaber was far beyond his imagination. He woke up in a flash, and he was fooled by Chinese demons!

In fact, from the beginning, he did not have the ability to escape the devil's hand. Bear boundless pain, exhausted the source of life in exchange for all the way to escape, after all, but draw water from a basket, nothing!

What can we do if we are not satisfied, unwilling or resentful?

Qiumu mountain can only watch the crystal clear lightsaber rushing towards him. It's irresistible. It's like going into a desolate place and penetrating his scarred chest.

Boom!

In front of the door of qiumu family, a bright golden light burst out between two steep peaks stretching to the sky. It's like the fireworks set off in the night sky, which spread all over the narrow sky in the field of vision.

Most of qiumu mountain's body was blown away and fell to the ground with a cry.

Then, clouds and fog surged in the distant sky, causing gusts of wind and surging waves. Finally, accompanied by a high pitched dragon chant, the hundred meter long, towering dragon appeared in the form of a roar, with a heavy weight!

"This is... This is... Gathering Qi to transform the dragon!" Autumn eyes five river lose voice to call a way, stagger back even back several steps.

He looked at the young man who was standing on the dragon, cold and proud, and suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, quickly passing through his back and reaching to the heavenly cover

Not only him, but also all the people of qiumu family shuddered and trembled like chaff!

Lin Zixuan, the evil of China, has really been killed!

On the dragon's back, which is completely condensed by the essence of spiritual power, Lin Yuyou's cold eyes swept a large black head below, and said faintly: "it's like the rice waiting for harvest in autumn."

Shen Feili and shin Yueliang are speechless, but they have to admit that his metaphor is really vivid.

Even the qiumu family, which is well-known overseas, will never think that these butchers who used to wield machetes will one day become lambs to be slaughtered

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yu scattered the dragon, which was formed by the essence of spiritual power, and then fell to the ground with two delicate young girls.

He seems to walk leisurely, leisurely and leisurely forward

Not far from the front, qiumu mountain, whose body had been blown off, was covered with blood on its mauve cheek. He put out his hands with great difficulty and climbed forward with trembling

One step, two steps, three steps

Lin Yu easily crossed the shape of qiumu mountain, slowly lowered his head, looked at the dry palm of qiumu mountain, which was only 10 cm away from the gate of qiumu family, stepped on it, and then grinned: "you lost..."