The strong in the same realm can be said to be a very powerful existence in the world of cultivation.

They have powerless.

As long as you step into the cave, you can enter the land of robbery.

Success is the existence of true immortality.

Ten thousand years ago, the gods danced.

Ten thousand years later, the flying fairy gate is the first gate of the whole three worlds.

Their history has been around for thousands of years.

Many people are more cattle than Penglai.

This six-student can enter the same place, which shows that his talent is also extremely extraordinary.

Of course, the path of cultivation is all by talent and chance.

Both are indispensable.

But even such a strong person, Qin Mu can not see eye.

Seeing each other's thunder, Qin Mu flashed a thought in his heart.

I saw a beautiful light in the void, gathered into a sword,

A strong sword is empty.

Oh-you-

Strong sword, broken stone.

The disciples who saw the countless flying fairymen shouted hello.

“Six Uncle Wu Wu Wu!”

Hundreds of people cheered and helped, and the six uncles were also a hundred times more confident.

After all, the two brothers add up, nor are they the opponents of one of his strong players.

Qin Mu can cut off their arms, they can do it themselves!

He was very confident in his sword.

And Qin Mu looked up at the glare of the bluff, as if he had turned a blind eye.

Was he scared?

Someone laughed funny.

The six uncles of Feiximen flashed a cold light in their eyes, killing him, and stripping him from the godly lines.

His own prestige at the gate was a little higher.

However, Qin Mu shook his head.

It is very polite to say, "The practice of the Xiu Xianmen faction is not so!"

Oh, and huh-

When the sword fell, his figure suddenly went to both sides.

The sword flashed, and his figure was one again.

Continue to stand in the same place as if it had never moved at all.

Ai!

Qin Mulu's hand, watching everyone stunned.

The East Island ancestors behind them also had to sincerely convince that it seemed wise to submit to them.

Of course, they can never imagine how high the strength of Qin Mu, who has the power of the divine pattern, is.

The sword,

Flawed.

Qin Mu is standing in the same place, it is incredible.

The sixth uncle of the flying fairy gate was there, and even he was shocked.

They are strong in the same realm, clearly with a sword cut to each other.

But why is he okay?

No one knows his own strength better than he, and do not say that the flesh and blood of the district, even if it is a cow beaten by iron,

I can't stand his sword.

However, he is now ugly in front of a young man.

More than 300 years of cultivation, even a child can not clean up, face!

Qin Mu calmly said, "Old man, there is too much pain in the way of cultivation, it is better to let me send you a journey, eternal life and over-life!"

The Day!

What do you want?

Seeing Qin Mu say this, the other side was a little panicked.

Does he have the ability to kill himself?

But Qin Mu's appearance, so calm, it seems that he is not experiencing a life-and-death battle at all.

The thought was over, and Qin Mu had reached out his left hand.

The gods are also afraid of the left hand, what secret can't be found on his left hand?

The sixth uncle of the flying fairy door stared at his eyes, and his pupil was enlarged, full of thriller.

My day! 🙂

What the hell is that?

He saw the god on Qin Mu’s left arm beating.

He put the tattoo on his arm.

huh!

So what?

Even if you get the god, you may not be able to kill me!

The other’s heart is hard.

Sadly, things are far from what he imagined.

It was a hundred times more terrifying than he thought.

A golden bonnet, the bow of God at first appeared.

Oh, my God!

What is that?

Someone was screaming.

“Not good!”

“That’s the back bow!”

The six uncles of the flying fairy door changed their face and could no longer carry it.

It is a legend that can shoot the back of the sun in the sky.

Kill the killer of the gods.

When he saw God’s bow, his face was green.

Turn around and run.

Want to run?

There was a smile on Qin Mu’s face.

The left hand holds the bow, and the right hand holds the bow string.

Like a full moon.

After the hymn, Qin Mu, is very different.

At the moment of his bow, the mighty spirit of heaven and earth surged from the four sides.

Qin Mu is like an angel, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

The six-year-old man of the Flying Immortals quickly escaped.

Even those who are strong like him do not dare to fight.

Hmmm –

A golden man comes out of the string and streaks from the sky.

The beauty of the moment bloomed, looking at the eyes of many people who were left.

Hah-

The body of the sixth uncle of the flying fairy gate was frozen, and the golden man was through the chest.

Blood is like a spring of water.

His body will always be fixed in that moment.

“You—”

He looked back at Qin Mu, and his clenched fists gradually relaxed.

What a hate!

Three hundred years of repairs were destroyed.

A sad feeling made him so desperate.

Perhaps the living person can never understand the mood of the dying person.

He never dreamed that he would die in the hands of a young man in his twenties.

Pounce!

When his body fell heavily to the ground, a cloud of dust was raised.

Qin Mu put away his bow and said lightly, "May you not be my enemy in the next life."

The whole place was suddenly like a dead silence.

All the students were shocked.

After a moment, I didn’t know who was leading the way and shouted, “Run!”

In an hour, hundreds of people swarmed and scattered, like the ants without clue, and scrambled around.

On the temple, the leader and the strong are waiting for the good news of the six brothers.

A student broke in regardless of the rules and looked panicked.

“Dead, dead!”

“Sixth uncle killed someone?”

Someone shook his head, "Six uncles are too unknowable, obviously know that this boy has the god of flying fairy door needs, can't the hand be lighter?"

The head of the hand also sighed, "This old six!"

The student who came in blushed, "No... no... no."

“Six uncles killed people!”

My day!

"Six uncles were killed."

Even the three were spoken, and the people understood.

What?

The head of the hand was all over the body, and he stood up.

He looked at me and said, “Say it again!”

The disciple repeated it again, and there was an uproar in the whole hall.

The six uncles are the strong in the same realm, and even he has been killed.

Wouldn’t that be the whole flying fairy door up, except for the five immortal ancestors, only the leader could clean up this Qinmu?

There is such a big thing happening in the flying fairy door, where is the leader still calmed?

The figure was swung straight out of the hall, and the others followed.

Floating on the mountain, the flying fairy door is moving, which is almost unheard of in the history of the flying fairy gate.

The figure is tall, the long hair is dancing, and the silver must trembling is full of the radiance of the world's strong.

He can be in charge because of his talent.

The cultivation has already reached the realm of the cave, and it is possible to enter the realm of robbery at any time.

Looking at the whole Xiu Xianmen sect, in addition to the five immortal ancestors, he was also a person who gave me.

Now the head of the horse himself out of the horse, the whole door is boiling.

Countless disciples flocked to the mountain to watch this first jihad in thousands of years.

Qin Mu, with his hands on his back, was slowly walking toward the mountain.