A group of Wushu disciples saw that they retreated, afraid of harm and themselves.

The strength of the other side is too strong, even the uncle just now is invincible, how dare they carry their edge?

The middle-aged man who was killed by Qin Mu Zhenfei ran in, but he did not come out.

He 臻瑶 lushly said, “No, no?Do they really have no one to do?”

If the martial arts of this world are so in decline, the two of them can sweep everything with Qin Mu.

About four or five minutes later, the man returned.

But there are two strong people behind them, the momentum of these two people and the middle-aged man is obviously not a grade, one of them is the same age as the middle-aged man, the other is even the old man with white beards.

"Uncle, these are the two of them."

The middle-aged man shouted at Qin Mu and He Yanyao.

Qin Mu looked at the two helpers he found, shook his head, and his strength did not seem to be good.

He Zhenyao was not interested at all, and did not wait for the other party to speak, she said, "Do you have a master who is a little more ordinary?"Our time is precious, hurry up.”

The old man glared at his eyes, “Little girl, what do you say?”

"Our Dachengwu Society is the strongest martial arts community within thousands of miles, today you broke into the martial arts, do you still want to leave alive?"

Qin Mu Dao, “Who said we were going to leave?”We didn't want to leave."

“Since you’re out to talk, I ask you, are you in charge here?”

The old man had a black face, “So what?”

Qin Mu said, “If you are in charge here, then I will tell you, if you are not, go on the side!”

The other person's beard was angry, "Where did you come from?"It seems that you will not be given a little color today, but you do not know the height of heaven."

Another middle-aged man next to him said, "Master, don't be angry, let me teach them."

This middle-aged man is a disciple of the old man, and his strength is not weak, even in the whole martial arts community, he is also regarded as the top ten strong.

When he saw him, the old man nodded, "Don't be kind to them."

The middle-aged man came over, a pair of gloomy voices looking at the two men, "I will give you a chance, shoot it!" 」

"If you wait for me, you won't even have a chance."

The other person spoke a big word, and Qin Mu laughed.

He Yanyao said, "It seems that he is very powerful, or I will poke him with a finger."

Hip-

Someone next to him couldn't help but laugh, these two guys simply did not know how to die alive, actually said to use a finger to poking the old uncle?

The middle-aged man's face could not hang, "Is it right, since you have the intention to die, then don't blame me!" 」

Then he said, "You can shake me."

Qin Mu shook his head and held out a finger, “Do you dare to do that?”I’m not afraid that if I poke my finger down, you’re gone.”

“I will!Dare to bragging!”

Uncle Ling shook his fist and was about to get angry, and the middle-aged man who had just been hit by Qin Mu shouted, "Ling Shi brother, don't care, this boy is very evil."

Uncle Lin grunted, “So what?Is he good enough to be my opponent?”

Qin Mu can't see it anymore, lightly, "Well, since you want to pretend so much, I will fulfill you!"

I saw him put his forefinger on it, “I’ll poking you with that finger!”, ,

Qin Mu thought a move, the finger appeared on the golden light of the road, the finger waved, the supreme way shot at each other.

Uncle Ling was standing on the pile, disdainful.

Don't say that he, who will not believe that Qin Mu can be strong enough to this extent?

Can a finger poking the master's-level uncle Ling?

When you say that, you laugh at your teeth.

However, the light on Qin Mu’s finger flashed.

In the middle of the other side of the heart, Uncle Ling flashed a boundless fear.

The whole body, the whole person shuddered, turned into a pile of cow dung.

I'll go!

Wouldn't it?

Seeing this pile of cow dung on the ground, everyone was blind.

The middle-aged man just stared at his eyes, “Brother Ling?”

The old man was also in a circle, right?

Why is your student missing?

Satan is definitely a demon.

A group of people looking at each other, very nervous.

The old man was sweating on his forehead, “Who are you?”

Qin Mu said, "Don't talk nonsense, now I just ask, where are the children you caught?"

The middle-aged man was pale, looked at the cow dung on the ground, and gritted his teeth, "It's no use, they'll all be sent to the day."

“Where is the ceremony?”

He 臻瑶 asked.

The middle-aged man pointed to the mountain, "The altar in the cloudy mountain."

“The president and several great masters have all gone, and the ceremony will be held tomorrow, and we are just staying at the WCP.”

On the mountain, Qin Mu looked over there.

It is a lonely peak in Pingchuan, which is why it is suitable for the construction of the altar.

Qin Mu abandoned these people and went to the cloud with He Zhenyao.

The cloud mountain is not far from here, only tens of kilometers, with the magic of two people, instantly.

When the two of them were driving away, they all fell to their knees in fear, "God, that's the real god."

In their world, like Qin Mu, the two people can drive the clouds and drive the fog, absolutely no one has ever seen, it is said that the gods can, but no one has ever seen the gods.

Across the clouds, the two soon found the cloud mountain.

The mountains are covered with mist, and the mountains are lush and the trees are lush.

There is only one road up in the whole mountain, and it is a stairway that is artificially repaired.

It is very steep, ordinary people are afraid that they can't climb up in one breath.

There’s no one here, but it’s fun today.

Some of the warriors were guarding the intersection, and many people had gathered on the mountain.

Tomorrow is the day of the sacrifice, hundreds of children are locked up in the house on the mountain, feeding every day without touching food.

I have heard that it is necessary to gather 30 and six children to sacrifice the day, and there are still 40 or 50 missing.

The ceremony was personally presided over by the president of the Taichengwu Society.

The parents of these children have long been isolated and are forbidden to be near the altar.

Qin Mu and He Yanyao could not understand their behavior, why should they sacrifice their children to heaven?

What a weak intelligence.

If God’s death does come, can God’s death solve the problem?

The two did not know the situation on the mountain, but saw many villagers down the mountain, and it is estimated that they were the parents who robbed their children.

These people cried and threw themselves at the samurai who kept the mountains, but their strength seemed too weak to be an opponent at all.

Every time I jumped, someone was thrown out and thrown out ten meters away.

The parents of these children are not willing to, one by one, they are determined to get their children back, and everyone is surrounded by noise.

The scene was out of control, and then a loud drink came from the distance, “Enough!”

A five-year-old man came up to him in a crowd.

When he stood on a boulder, he asked, “What do you want?”Do we really want to destroy the whole world?”

“Today you just need to sacrifice a child, and you will make such a thing, and if every day the robbery really comes, no one will live.”

“Are you satisfied then?”

"Without the child, you can regenerate, the whole world is ruined, everyone has to die, it is light and heavy, don't you know it?" 」