Chapter 88

"Will the village head be dragged into the whirlpool by the demon..."

Qin Mu had a bad Association in his heart. He looked back and saw that he was very close to the Fengdu gate. Now the fog had not flooded the Fengdu gate. If the fog was getting higher and higher, he would not be able to find the gate.

"The village head's ability is so strong that it will be fine! I must leave here first and not become a burden to him!"

Dong, Dong, Dong.

Fog filled the air, and the footsteps in the fog were very messy. Some came from behind him, some from the side of his body, and some blocked his way to the Fengdu gate.

Qin Mu calmed down, and immediately rushed to the Fengdu gate. He ran quickly, getting closer and closer to the towering Fengdu Mountain Gate. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in front of him, and a dark shadow rushed in the fog.

Qin Mu couldn't help saying that his sword finger stabbed out, and the Shaobao swordfish dragon behind jumped out, spit out his sword, cut through the fog, and stabbed the dark figure like lightning!

Call——

The wind roared, Shaobao sword flew backward with the shadow, and then came a pop. The shadow hit a stone pillar and was nailed there.

Qin Mu rushed forward, passed the stone column, and with a backward move of his sword finger, Shaobao sword flew back, and was swallowed by the fish dragon behind him.

The body of the dark figure fell down, but it was a ferocious monster, with fish scales on his body and frog fins on his hands and feet.

This strange man's vitality has not yet dissipated, and he is wrapped around his body like a big snake stained with blood. Qin Mu smells a foul smell, feels dizzy, and staggers under his feet. Obviously, this is a highly toxic magical power!

Then he felt that the picture painted by the deaf on his body surface with dragon blood began to heat up, and the toxicity soon disappeared.

"Supernatural person? I killed a supernatural person?"

Qin Mu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that when he was urging his vitality to defend the sword with Qi, the furnace hidden in his chest was burning, which made his vitality increase a hundred times at once!

It was the mute's powerful furnace that made his vitality and cultivation soar to a level that was enough to kill the magical person with one sword!

What's more wonderful is that Hong Lu only increased his vitality when he used his vitality. When Qin Mu recovered his vitality, his vitality cultivation will return to the normal level. In this case, it has little effect on his physical burden.

It's like filling a tank with water. You can only put three barrels of water. If you put ten barrels of water, seven barrels will overflow. The human body is not a tank, and if there is no place to overflow, it will often be propped up to explode and die.

The wonderful use of the mute Honglu is to lend Qin Mu a hundred and ten times of vitality. When Qin Mu is not in use, this hundred and ten times of vitality will return to the Honglu without affecting his body.

Qin Mu rushed forward and his mind turned quickly: "so, with my current cultivation, I can show my magic power? Then, I am not without the power to fight against the demons."

The furnace that the mute broke into his body provided him with a hundred times of vitality. Such a powerful vitality was beyond Qin Mu's imagination. In the past, his fist technique was still fist technique, and his knife technique was still knife technique. But now, he feels that he can use a hundred times his own vitality to display the magic power of fist technique and knife technique!

What kind of power will the horse master and butcher impart to themselves after breaking through the magic power?

He walked faster and faster, unconsciously applying the leg stealing technique taught by the lame to him in running, and the vitality of his body ran majestically into his legs.

Qin Mu screamed and stepped out with one foot, and the air under his feet was compressed together, forming a strong wind, which was formed by his own steps.

With this step, Qin Mu immediately felt that the air was flat, the vast sky, and there were flat places everywhere, where he could stay!

His speed soared, and he stepped into the air. In a few steps, he rushed out of the gloomy fog, and his body appeared above the fog, heading straight for the Fengdu Mountain Gate.

Suddenly, a huge figure jumped up from the fog, but it was a monster with a flaming flame around it, like lava. His fist was as heavy as a mountain, and he punched Qin Mu who was running!

Qin Mu ran rapidly, faster and faster, and the sound of breaking the air roared. Suddenly, the pig killing knife in the knife bag behind him soared into the air and fell into his hands!

The sun shines on the thousand waves in the East China Sea!

The pig killing knife burst into brilliant brilliance in his hand, like a hot sun jumping up from the sea, thousands of waves superimposed, and rushed forward.

Clank clank——

There was a continuous sound of violent blows. Qin Mu collided with the behemoth, then bounced away, put his knife into the sheath, and rushed away.

Slap, slap, a rock fell to the ground, and then a huge head fell to the ground. Rolling for two weeks, the lava giant was broken down by him with a knife.

This is the magic power of the knife. The lava giant is a magic power. His magic power is very strong and infinite, but it is weaker than the butcher's magic power of the knife!

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thundered in the air, and a handsome young man rose slowly from the fog below. Lightning crisscrossed between his hands, suddenly crossed his fingers, and lightning crisscrossed into a net, cleaving to Qin Mu!

"The magic power of the evolution of Qinglong's vitality? Can it be stronger than the boxing magic power of Ma ye?"

Qin Mu burst out with a punch, and the vitality in his fist turned into a dragon, turning into 45 kinds of dragon strength, and nine dragons controlled the wind and thunder!

Forty five green dragons roared, roared and thundered, swallowing the handsome boy.

The two fists collided, and the handsome boy's body stiffened in the air. Then he exploded, and his flesh and blood turned into 45 red dragons and rushed out!

"Am I so strong?"

Qin Mu was startled. He had already seen the power of Jiulong Yu wind and thunder in the hands of Ma ye, but Ma Ye was ma ye after all, and it was natural for him to be powerful. Now Qin Mu brought his boxing to the level of magic, and realized how amazing the power of thunder sound eight moves was.

However, the movement of Jiulong Yu wind and thunder is too big, which will certainly make the demons in the fog hear the sound and know his location!

Qin Mu immediately heard the sound of wheezing, and his heart sank. The number of demons sprinkled by the demon God just now was so large that he couldn't resist it if he couldn't occupy the right place.

He was getting closer and closer to the Fengdu gate. Suddenly, the magic cloud rolled in front of him, and it was dark, blocking Qin Mu's vision. Qin Mu sighed, immediately stopped, and his body fell into the fog.

A huge head protruded from the dark magic cloud, covered with curly beards, and his eyes spurted fire. He glanced around.

Then the magic cloud shrank rapidly, and the huge head shrank accordingly. When the magic cloud was as small as only more than ten meters, an ugly woman appeared, with thick nail like yellow teeth in her mouth and a blood gourd more than one person high on her back, and the shrinking magic cloud was drilling into the gourd's mouth.

Another woman soared into the air and stood on the fog. The woman described herself as beautiful, white and beautiful, with a graceful body, breast and thin waist, but behind her was a thick and long scorpion tail, which was thrown around with a barb.

The two women glanced around and didn't find Qin Mu. Suddenly, the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air came from the fog. Before the scorpion tailed woman reacted, she saw a sword light cut flat and crossed her neck.

The scorpion tailed woman covered her neck and wanted to put her head on her neck, but her head still slipped uncontrollably.

The most basic swordsmanship taught by the village head is beheading.

The ugly woman screamed, and the gourd magic cloud behind her gushed out. In the magic cloud stood a giant with only the upper half of her body. Her fists were as big as mountains, and she hammered hard in the direction of the sword from the air!

Boom.

A dull noise came, and a dull hum came from the fog. The ugly woman's eyes lit up, and the fist of the half giant in the magic cloud kept hammering down there!

The half length giant in the demon cloud hammered hundreds of times. The ugly woman saw the plasma spots on the fist of the half length giant, smiled, and her body sank into the fog, with her feet on the ground.

Her spirit soldier is unusual, that is, the mouth of the blood gourd. The half body giant in the blood gourd is the magic power of her skill. However, after the warm cultivation of the blood gourd, the half body giant has been refined like steel and iron by her, and its power is amazing.

The ugly woman fell to the ground and went to the hammering place of the halfling giant. There, she saw a corpse smashed, and her face changed greatly. This corpse was not a human corpse, but her people!

At this time, her back heart was cold, and Shaobao sword poked out of her back heart.

Behind her, Qin Mu quietly approached, drew his sword and left, and his body disappeared in the fog. The fog is heavy. For Qin Mu, who has practiced the lame stealing leg technique, it is suitable for assassination!

He swam away in the fog, and when he heard the sound, he stalked over, either with a knife or a sword, and one blow was fatal!

The fog was vast and getting thicker. Gradually, even Qin Mu's divine eye could not see far away.

Suddenly, a dark tentacle waved in front of him. Qin Mu stood there motionless and let it pass. Hiss, hiss, a small sound came, and spider silk flew by him, connecting into a web.

The spider silk vibrated, as if something stepped on the spider silk, tightening the spider silk and issuing a melody like a plucked string.

More and more spider silk gradually enveloped Qin Mu. In the fog, more tentacles were flying in the air, trying to force him out.

Qin Mu frowned, his vitality quietly poured into the white gloves, and the thread of the gloves quietly poked his head, like a slender spirit snake.

This thin silk quietly clings to one spider silk, meanders forward, and climbs to another spider silk through this spider silk. This white glove is the Scripture of Dayu Tianmo Sutra, which is composed of countless tadpole inscriptions, which can be long or short, thick or thin. Grandma Si weaves this treasure into gloves for Qin Mu to wear.

Qin Mu controlled the Dayu demon Sutra and let the thin silk thread overlap with the spider silk. After a moment, the silk thread of the white glove on his hand fell off, leaving only five fingers.