The Divine Martial Stars

In addition to the dead bodies in the ground, there are four huge stoves in the depths of the mantle. There are warriors wearing special protective armor. The bodies here are all moved into the furnace and directly incinerated and refining. Become ashes.

This is a place where the dead bodies are destroyed.

Li Mu’s heart sighed.

Broken, autumn is only afraid of being fierce.

He provoked the "Tracing Mantra", led the way, and finally came to a pair of bodies.

The hair was not in the body and disappeared.

On the one side, Xia Ju, also guessed something, suddenly pale, silent tears rolling down.

Li Mu bit his teeth and turned the pile of corpses open.

Under the corpse, a girl in a light green servant's skirt, in the pool of blood, without the slightest breath, the hair stayed on top of this body, the blood of the blood flowing out of the body. Li Mu turned this corpse over. It was an ordinary girl with a fair skin. She had closed her eyes and was covered with **** hair. She hanged weakly in front of her forehead...

It is autumn.

Li Mu recognized it at a glance.

Among the information that Zheng Cunjian gave him, there is a portrait of autumn.

Autumn is dead very badly.

Her body is covered with sword marks. They are all extremely fast swordsmanship. Just like a thousand swords, they have drawn countless sword marks on their bodies. They are not fatal injuries. In this case, it is clearly used. Living people to practice the sword, only the last sword, the sword is divided into three ways, stabbed the eyebrows, throat, heart and vital position, only took her life.

Because of the pain and fear, the face of autumn is somewhat distorted and already stiff.

Imagine what kind of abuse this poor girl suffered when she was alive.

This is simply killing.

"No, autumn sister..." Xia Ju couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mu’s eyes began to float red.

He took his fist.

"Tianjian Wuguan..." He has an urge to destroy everything in front of him.

At this time, the samurai who burned the body dozens of meters away, heard the cry of Xia Ju, and finally noticed that someone broke in and immediately alerted.

"who?"

"Intruder?"

"Damn, someone broke into here, what is the outside guard doing?"

"Catch him, don't let him run."

A dozen warriors who burned their bodies, wielding the iron hooks of the dead bodies, rushed toward Li Mu.

Li Mu jerked back and his eyes burst into tears.

"Dao Shuo Feng Long Juan!"

A tornado rushed out of his palm, whistling like a dragon, the whole mantle, the wind and the wind, the cyan wind dragon visible to the naked eye, whistling out, hidden dragons, instantly the dozens of scorpions burning the body Directly swept up and sent it to the burning incubator that burned the raging coals.

Immediately a scream of screaming and crying.

More than a dozen firemen screamed out from the oven.

The screams stunned the guards patrolling the maze outside.

The footsteps sounded and a large number of warriors came in the direction of the cellar.

"Zongzi..." Xia Ju immediately felt shocked and looked at Li Mu. Although she was saddened by the tragic death of Qiuyi in her heart, she was even more worried about the safety of Li Mu, and the traces were exposed. In this underground labyrinth, if there is danger, then How is it good.

Li Mudao: "No matter, I said, if you want to bring your autumn sister to go home, you must bring it back."

He has made a decision in his heart.

Xia Ju thought that Li Mu would bring the body of Qiuyi back, but soon, she widened her eyes and stunned her mouth.

"The land is dead, the sky is falling, the three souls are like the sound, and the meat comes to the body, the only way to heaven, the earth is sentimental, I am writing to invite the old man, the black and white impermanence is empty... the soul is returning."

Li Mu bites the index finger and refers to the pen. In the void, the pen walks the dragon snake.

The strange thing is that the air is like a white paper, the blood beads are smeared in it, and it does not fall apart, forming a trace of bright red. In a blink of an eye, a complex and profound symbol of the symbol is drawn.

The moment when the symbolic pattern is formed, a kind of singularity to the extreme power, as if it is a ripple, swaying in the void, there is a faint black door, which emerges in the middle of the corpse, and various virtual shadows appear in it. It is like a ghost.

Li Mu’s forehead showed a layer of fine sweat.

Spiritual curse.

This is a kind of curse that the old **** stick taught at the beginning. It is extremely mentally exhausting, but it can forcibly arrest the soul of the person who has just died. Although it cannot let the dead person resurrect, it can retain the next three souls. If you want to be alive, if you have an organic relationship in the future, or if you have a bad life, you will have no chance to resurrect.

Of course, doing so is too much against the sky and has to bear some cause and effect.

Therefore, the old **** stick has said that it is necessary to be cautious.

At this time, the entrance to the mantle, has flooded into a large number of red Yanshi, rushed to come.

Li Mu did not look at it, and the backhand banged out.

Boxing became a huge punch, roaring out, and directly hit the impact of the red Yan Shishi into a slag, the horrible punch, directly smashed the entrance of the mantle, the rest is not fading, directly blasting a diameter Four or five meters, a hole passage that is hundreds of meters long, pierced most of the underground labyrinth, and the red saplings that came in, suddenly disappeared in half, and turned into blood smog.

Today, Li Mu is already a Taoist and martial art double-education. The power of the flesh is erupted, like a flood of mountains and rivers.

Beyond the cellar, it was quiet.

In front of the eyes, the blood color gradually dissipated. In the black door in the corpse, there are countless faint ghosts flashing, but there seems to be a force that blocks them and cannot break free. .

not enough.

Li Mu remembered what the old **** stick had said, and he smacked his tongue directly, and his blood was squirted in the emptiness of the soul.

"With my blood, lead the way... autumn, not returning?"

Li Mu broke the drink.

[Spiritual Charm] is turned into a streamer and directly shot into the black door.

In an instant, the inside of the door frame smashed, and a group of ghosts broke out from it, slowly drifting to the front of Li Mu and Xia Ju, and the shadows turned into a human figure, and the body was faintly visible. The appearance of the autumn is exactly the same.

"Autumn sister?" Xia Ju opened her eyes in disbelief.

Is this the soul of the autumn sister?

She can't imagine, in this world, there really is... a ghost?

The soul of the autumn is just looking at the two people, mouth and lips open, but no sound came out.

"The son, the autumn sister, she..." Xia Ju looked at Li Mu.

"The soul can't communicate with the stranger. She is already dead. It's just a faint light and shadow energy. It saves some original life. Although I can hear what you said, I can't open the sound wave, so you can't hear her. "Li Mudao.

He said that his spiritual strength was released, and he exchanged ideas with the soul and asked the murderer who killed the autumn.

Sure enough, it is Zhang Bingxue.

"I will avenge you." Li Mu squeezed out a printing method, directly into the corpse of the three souls and seven scorpions of autumn, and then said: "You can only store the soul of the autumn sister in the corpse. Among them, when I go back, I will build a device to accommodate the culture."

Xia Ju nodded again and again.

What I saw and heard today is simply subverting her perception.

The return of the shepherd son who has been away from home for eight years seems to be a change of one person. Not only is the strength of the horrible, but also a magical and incredible spell... In the past eight years, what did the shepherd have experienced?

Li Mu was the body of Qiuyi, wrapped in clothes, hugged in his arms, and walked out with Xia Ju.

At this moment, a low squeak came from behind a pile of corpses on the side of the cellar.

"Hmm?" Li Mu felt a move.

This squeak is a bit familiar.

He came to the back of the pair of bodies and saw that he had found an ‘acquaintance’.

It is the black chrysanthemum leopard of the monk.

On the same day, Li Mu intercepted the main monk of the Qingfeng Village. The chrysanthemum leopard was seriously injured in the protection of the Lord. Li Mu was healing him. The truth was to raise it around, but the chrysanthemum leopard was very loyal to the martial arts because of the death of the monk. Did not follow Li Mu, but entered the mountains and left, disappeared.

Li Mu did not expect that here, it actually appeared here.

It is obviously also the master of the Tianjianwu Museum. It is captured and used to practice swords. It is full of sword wounds, one hind leg is almost cut off, one eye is also stabbed, and the abdomen has a one-meter long wound. They are about to be exposed, and the blood collects into a pool of blood under the body. The injury is extremely heavy, and it is almost impossible to move in the same place. It is almost impossible to support.

This unlucky leopard.

Li Mu shook his head.

The chrysanthemum leopard also recognized Li Mu, looked up, like a huge black gem-like eye, looking at Li Mu, revealing the desire for life.

"Forget it, save you once again, this is really you who have abandoned me thousands of times, I am waiting for you as a first love." Li Mu shook his head and laughed, eventually condensed a "live imprint", into the chrysanthemum leopard In the skull.

The damage of the chrysanthemum leopard was temporarily stopped, and the body had strength.

The power of the old godsmanship is really magical to the extreme.

"Roar!"

It stood up and recovered its spirit. The wounds on the abdomen were not bleeding, and it improved a lot.

This black chrysanthemum leopard is a kind of alien in the mountain forest. It was inadvertently caught by the strong man of the Tianjian martial arts. It was originally intended to be tamed as a mount. Unfortunately, the wildness was hard to find, and it was impossible to domesticate it. It eventually became a sword. The object, which is more than one meter tall, has a huge body, and uses his head to lick the arm of Li Mu, and then sticks out his tongue, licking Li Mu’s palm, and then his forelimbs kneeling on the knees, a form of surrender.

Li Mu was overjoyed.

This big cat is finally open.

"Count your kid to know... How is your injury? Can you be a camel?" Li Mu touched its head, a furry feeling, haha, those stupid earth shovel officers, screaming cats every day, Have they ever smoked this super-species big cat? It is perfectly possible to kill those shovel officers.

"Hey!" The chrysanthemum leopard is low, indicating that he can.

Li Mu put the body of Qiuyi on its back, and then let Xiaju ride on his back.

At this time, a lot of footsteps came from the maze that was damaged outside the cellar. At least four or five hundred people listened to the sound, and the footsteps were light. They were all martial arts masters who opened the air, and three or four of them were angry. Extremely strong and strong, across the distance, people feel tremendous pressure and quickly approach.

The strongest of the sect.

At the same time, there were four strong masters of the sect.

The strength of Tianjianwuguan is definitely above the Dafeng Chamber of Commerce. After all, one is the martial arts force, and the other is just the Chamber of Commerce consortium. The development direction is different from the beginning.

In the eyes of Li Mu, the murder is hot.

"Go, let's kill."

He licked the head of the chrysanthemum leopard, and strode away from the ground.

The chrysanthemum leopard makes an angry low-pitched voice, which is also closely followed.

It was caught here with cruel torture and revenge.

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Second, everyone is good night.

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