"Go away, if you still want life!"

Mu Qingshan was not interested in these knights, and he didn't want to hurt these little werewolfs. For some reason, looking at the fangs with a cold white light in front of him, his thoughts returned to a thrilling battle in a jungle a long time ago.

A group of people walked cleanly.

"Devil, he...he must be a demon."

David murmured to himself, and just as he was about to turn around and ran away, Mu Qingshan had turned around, and his plain smile seemed to turn into an indescribable ferocious look in his eyes, and said, "Hey, where is the direction of the Dark Council?" The boy was fearless when he saw the werewolf, and he might know something.

“In the north… north.”

David's eyes dissipated, for fear that Mu Qingshan would raise his palm and a flame would burn over, and he would probably leave a piece of dust behind him.

Mu Qingshan stepped in front of David, stretched out his arm and suddenly put it on his shoulder.

ah……

The screams of the tragic case resounded throughout London Street.

The sound of whistling sounds was loud, and the dark shadows flashed above their heads. The nobles who usually hid in the dark corners were all red, and they did not care about the shocking world. They spread their wide wings and rushed towards an ancient castle at the same time.

The dark clouds are concentrated in the sky of London, as thick as incense. Dusk arrives in the world early, and ordinary people cannot feel the evil aura. The government authorities have released a message: There may be a storm and storm landing in London tonight, and the specific location is still uncertain, so enterprises and institutions will have two days off, otherwise the consequences will be borne by themselves.

There are only one record of weather like this in history. Thirty years ago, when the evil necromancer Kalaya was burned to death in the square of the Holy See, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds.

Sensing a strange aura below, his consciousness moved slightly, Mu Qingshan immediately floated into the air, and a long black shadow flew past his feet. Although Mu Qingshan was powerful, he could not see what kind of race these black shadows were. He pondered for a moment. He immediately followed him.

David was a passionate young man. He quickly adapted to flying high altitudes. After grabbing the corner of Mu Qingshan's clothes tightly, he said excitedly: "These are blood clans. I know a few friends of the blood clans. But they can't fly yet, don't let them discover it. Otherwise, we will die without a burial place."

It turns out that it is a blood clan, probably a group of bat spirits and the like! This is what is written in the novel.

Mu Qingshan frowned and said, "They seem to be rushing to the West."

Mu Qingshan said lightly: "Let your sister let her go in advance. She won't have any trouble. Let's go over and take a look."

"No! These perverts will definitely suck our blood. Hey, can you put me down first? I'm afraid of high disease!

David almost fell from the sky in fear.

An ancient castle towering in the bleak breeze appears at the end of the city, decaying and decaying, like an abandoned ruin.

The cool and cold breath spread slowly, and occasionally a few wisps of tiny black air rose. Of course, ordinary people cannot see these black air. The earthlings have long passed away. Unless the blood clan's nobles gathered on a large scale, this ancient earthling castle will always sleep in a different space and will never see the light of the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The dark shadows flashed in from the windows that were broken, and the dark messengers seemed to have found heaven, with sharp sounds that were heard far and near.

"You stay here first." Sensing the strength of this ancient castle, Mu Qingshan did not dare to take ordinary people over, put David on the roof of a house, then restrained his breath and quietly arrived directly above the castle, and saw him in the air.

"Vampires should not be kind people. Letting them return to their original roots is not considered as killing innocent people. The question is, how can they deal with so many vampires?"

The method of natural creation in the deep wood and green mountains is called "the so-called "one principle is understood" and all principles are integrated. The mythological changes in the mysterious skills are just a way to cover the eyes of pediatrics.

The soul remains unchanged and the body changes at will. The immortals at the extreme earth immortals can have thirty-six changes, also known as the thirty-six earth gang. The characters above the celestial immortals can be proficient in the changes of the seventy-two constellations. In contrast, Mu Qingshan is a monster. After the transformation of the original power of the ancestor, he became the most primitive single-cell animal and can change in all kinds of ways.

Mu Qingshan dared not be careless, and his thoughts turned into extremely subtle branches, slowly extending down, quietly shaped into the interior of the castle, exploring the secrets of the dark clan for more than a thousand years.

Feeling the invasion of Muqing Mountain, countless dark and evil auras rushed over, but they were spared in an instant. It was very simple. Muqing Mountain's aura was in line with nature, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without any trace.

The castle is divided into five floors, arranged in an orderly manner.

A large group of people in black were crowded in various rooms. Five arrogant elderly people stood on the top floor, emitting a strong bloody aura, describing their withered appearance, and their expressions were quite vicissitudes and majestic. They should be the top leaders of the vampire.

A vampire nobleman with slightly swollen mouth walked impatiently, and from time to time he stuck out his tongue to add a dry and cracked mouth.

"Blood Elder, isn't it easy for you to try fresh blood?"

A vampire stood next to the Blood Elder and clapped his palms with a smile, but his smile was really unpleasant. The stork bones sank deeply, and his voice was like a resentful ghost crying at night.

"Come up~~. As soon as the voice fell, two blood-sucking fangs walked up to the attic. The two blood-sucking fangs stood up with a middle-aged man who fainted, walked straight to the blood elder, nodded respectfully, and walked downstairs quickly without any sense of dragging.

"This... I said Elder Pu, you are such a good person! How can I thank you for preparing such fragrant blood for me?"

Elder Pu was very deep in his city and smiled silently, but the other elders cursed in their stomachs.

The blood-sucking clan is the cleanest and sacred family. How come a flatterer has emerged?

Damn, isn't this exactly the same as a despicable human? It's so damn!

The Blood Elder is the oldest vampire here. He has lived for more than a thousand years. Naturally, he doesn't have to be polite to these disciples. He has a burnt fang. He bit his fat and white neck hard, and a satisfied humming sound comes from his mouth.

"I also call myself sacred by eating raw meat and drinking blood. Are these creatures born from the ancestors?"

A small impatience caused a big plan, Mu Qingshan put away his thoughts. This bloody scene was really unsightly, which made him even more determined to destroy the entire blood clan.

Suddenly, Mu Qingshan's consciousness moved and he sensed a similar species to these blood clans.

But a much stronger existence.

"Human. The power on you does not come from the Holy See, why do you have to oppose our dark clan?"

As soon as he approached, the Lord of the Blood Clan, the Blood Emperor of this generation, had already felt that the Muqing Mountains were powerful. He hoped to be able to transform into a throne.

"You feed on humans and slaughter creatures at will. They are the source of all kinds of diseases. Such evil existences should not exist in the world."

Blood Emperor said angrily: "This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. We suck humans, humans slaughter pigs, and why slaughter dogs. It's the same thing. What's more, our tribe dies in the hands of you humans, and our tribe survives for thousands of years. I'm still

The first time I heard something as arrogant as you, haha…”

Mu Qingshan said calmly: "After today, it may be different."

A decisive look swept through the withered color of the Blood Elder, and his fingers were slashing in the air like a dead tree, connecting hundreds of dark handprints.

With a scream, a thin black sword rose above his head, emitting a hint of cold air. In the sky, the floating dark clouds rushed over like a flowing stream of return to the sect. In a moment, the black sword hid into the clouds.

"Yanfeng Hell!"

The Blood Emperor knew the strength of the enemy very well and used the ultimate trick as soon as he made a move. His position in the dark world is so noble, because he is the only vampire who knows how to open the flame wind hell. His confrontation with the Holy See 50 years ago, and even more than a hundred years ago, an Eastern immortal retreated because at the critical moment, the Blood Emperor opened up the terrifying existence. The enemy who had no time to retreat would be pulled into the wind and evaporated from now on.

With a bang, the Blood Emperor's left leg bone quietly shattered and turned into powder. At the same time, hundreds of ancient and evil symbols emerged, forming a strange and powerful skeleton, and rushed towards Mu Qingshan with its teeth and claws.

Hundreds of evil and bloody auras rushed straight to Mu Qingshan at the same time. After being refined by powerful natural forces, three or two stubborn black gas pounced on Mu Qingshan's forehead. A heart-wrenching feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

The power of the ancestors exceeds the scope of worldly cognition, but after all, it is something borrowed and cannot be attacked in a concentrated manner.

The Holy Light Fire of Huowu emerged from inside the body and rushed three feet away from the surface of the body. The feeling of discomfort finally disappeared.

Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan!

The black wooden stick in his hand grew in the wind, the green light flourished, flying like a dragon, heading towards the strange skeleton. The extremely powerful original power was not something evil could resist.

Every time the blue light refined a stream of black gas, the skeleton retreated a little.

"Hmph! It turns out that he is an Eastern monk who practices both magic and martial arts."

With a bang, the only foot of the Blood Emperor turned into a pile of powder, and stood in a void, hundreds of symbols flew out in a winding manner. This time there was no sign of attack, but he kept running around and flew towards the black sword above his head. The black light immediately shone brightly and barely resisted the attack of the black wooden stick.

The next moment, the Blood Emperor finally completed the spell and spit out a series of beads surrounded by black air. These black beads were very strange, like the size of a longan. The beads reflected with different expressions, with surprise, screams, and despair...

"Suppress your Yuanling."

With a sudden sound, four beads flew over Mu Qingshan's head at the same time. A black beam of light shot down, and the air rushed to the bullfighting. Mu Qingshan released dozens of seeds of extraordinary power in succession. He knew that due to the influence of the evil aura, these seeds could not expand.

The Blood Emperor's body was self-injured, pulling most of its original power. For a moment, Mu Qingshan was helpless. Although he could not move, he had the power of his original body to protect his body. How could these four beads whirl over his head suddenly?

"The Demon King disintegrated!"

Another crisp bang, the Blood Elder left a terrible hanging head, and Mu Qingshan's thoughts had already figured out the running rules of the beads. He was about to release the resentful spirit inside first, but when he knew that his feet were soft, the ground immediately collapsed, and the wind was as sharp as a knife, and a darkness enveloped him endlessly.

Chaos, boundless chaos, occasionally blowing wind, mixed with extremely terrifying cutting power.

Mu Qingshan became a kite in this chaotic sky, and it was like a floating fluffy that was uncertain. Even as a Earth Immortal-level figure, he could not stay here for an hour. As long as his spiritual power was exhausted, he would be wiped out in a moment.

Without all things in solid shape, even the hardest foreign objects will be crushed by countless wind nests.

Even though Mu Qingshan had the power of its original protection, it was cut into pieces in the blink of an eye. Before a thought could turn around, a larger mediation gust appeared. With a bang, Mu Qingshan was cut into dozens of pieces and separated in all directions.

A tornado came over, immediately dividing Mu Qingshan's spiritual body further.

He has the protection of his original power and his body exists forever, but if he is boundless like this, he will probably not know how many years will it take to combine it with him.

"Strange, in the memory of the ancestor, there was no such place. What kind of existence was it? Did humans form before they appeared?"

Mu Qingshan was so depressed that he wanted to die. His thoughts could not see how some wind was produced. He could not understand the rules, so he naturally could not exercise his powerful original power, otherwise a thought could recombinate the body.

"It seems that I can only think about it."

When consciousness moved, the map of the appearance of the Mississippi River appeared again. Indeed, it was the sea of ​​consciousness that appeared in Mu Qingshan, Pangu, opened the sky and split the earth, and divided the two realms of heaven and earth.

The ancestor Hong Diao lightly stroked his hands and once again divided the heaven and earth. The heaven was divided into the nine heavens, the Western realm, the fairy realm, the Yanlingzhou, and the Kunlun realm of the gods, and the earth was divided into two realms: the earth was divided into the human world and hell.

Mu Qingshan finally understood the origin of the six realms, but the problem is that according to the practice method of demonic path in the world, in each realm, as long as spiritual power is born again and then his own power trick is created to trigger the heavenly thunder disaster in the fairy world, he can ascend from low to high.

But Mu Qingshan is not a cultivator at all. The way to practice the demon's way is to talk to the wrong person. How can a superman who learns to fly learn how to walk a snail?

"Wind, indeed, is beyond the scope of the ancestor's cognition? What's going on? He can explain such profound truths, but he can't even understand such simple natural common sense?

It seems that I can only rely on myself.”

One day in heaven, one year in the world, unlike the time of the ninth heaven, the time of the wind and flames is always still, just like a world without wind, where everything is still.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten thousand years, or million years, and finally one day, Mu Qingshan opened his eyes slowly and smiled and said, “So that’s it.”

As soon as the words fell, the **s scattered everywhere immediately gathered in light and seconds, quickly combining to form a new powerful **s. The power of nature's origin compressed on Mu Qingshan's forehead and became a blue dot mark, just like a seed in the bud.

With a shout, a small whirlwind appeared on Mu Qingshan's forehead, forming a rippling mark, and then it went dark at the same time as the small dot.

The origin of the wind, the green mountains finally

For the first time I have my own strength.

The ancestors realized the origin of nature and created the world and gave birth to humans. The origin of wind possessed by Mu Qingshan is no less powerful than the origin of nature, but they absolutely cannot create creatures.

Of course, if used for attack, it would be a different matter.

With the wave of hands, all the wind patterns in front of you disappeared, the boundless wind shield disappeared, and the wind flame hell became an empty underground world.

Dozens of powerful soul powers floated in the space, and they collided towards Mu Qingshan with attachment. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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