Chapter 71 Dead City! Death Blood Gun!

Under the dim yellow sky, a huge dilapidated city sits on this dark land.

The dilapidated city is surrounded by four walls, covering thousands of miles. The walls on all sides are a hundred feet high, like a giant standing on the earth.

The ancient city walls are incomplete, broken one by one. It seems that they have experienced countless wars, and the boulder has endless sword marks, or claw marks.

I don't know what is such a terrible power that makes these ancient boulders scarred?

This is the 'dead city', which is shrouded in darkness all day long. From time to time, there are sobs and sad sounds in the city, which makes people cry.

The whole dead city is silent, but from time to time there is light rising, and then flying into the distance.

This is the only dead city nearby. Practitioners from the ancient world, whether they belong to the Great Qin Kyushu or the fierce territory, will come to this only place where the only practitioners gather. After all, in this mysterious world of death, this place is extremely safe.

The darkness that covers the whole city is the best protection!

At this moment--

In the eastern sky, seven dazzling white lights with a touch of blood are quickly shuttled through the void and coming towards the dead city.

All of a sudden!

On the east wall of the dead city, a surging dark light rose in an instant and turned into a vast giant in an instant. Gun (forbidden words, hit a point in the middle).

This is vast and huge. The gun is about a thousand feet, and there is a terrible momentum on the sharp tip of the gun, bloodthirsty and sharp! But see, this terrible vast expanse. The gun instantly painted the void, and a huge word stood in front of it.

This word is actually--

"God"!

The action of the vast gun and the void is so silent, as if this dead city can't tolerate any sound!

The word "heaven" is suspended in the air, and it also has a dark depth. At the same time, people can't help but have endless panic.

The tip of the horrible gun pointed straight to Qin Mo and others who shuttled through. The action of this virtual finger made Qin Mo in flight feel the fear of death, as if it was the finger of death!

God-sand-s-s-god! Demon-sreate! Land-sling! God!

The vast and huge. There was an endless tragic atmosphere in the death of the gun. At this moment, Qin Mo seemed to see a world-class figure and killed the world on the ancient battlefield!

Under such pressure, Qin Mo almost collapsed and fell to the ground.

It's just a huge giant with a false finger. On the gun, endless blood gushed out in an instant, as if the sea of blood in Kyushu was about to roll up a wave of blood. This is so solid and surging blood that it will be vast and huge. The gun was dyed into a death blood gun in an instant!

As soon as the blood gun came out, the void in front of him was constantly broken and twisted, as if the next moment the death blood gun was going to shoot with an endless tragic momentum.

Yun Mowen, Bing Ruoyun and others were shocked and shouted repeatedly, "Quick, stop flying!" Don't fly anymore!"

The seven white lights and Qin Mo's blood light immediately stopped flying and stopped in the void nearly a hundred miles away from the dead city in the black fog. At this time, no one dared to move, not even a trace of the idea of escape!

Yun Mo asked that there was no longer aqiyu Xuan's look, and his face was full of tension. At this time, he shouted repeatedly, "Who didn't bring an identity token? Take it out quickly, or we will all die!"

"Let's see who doesn't have an identity token! You can't run. Even if the master comes, you still can't stop it! Check it out, everyone! Hurry up!" Bing Ruoyun changed his cold tone, and his whole body looked a little panicked!

"I brought it!" Even Yan Lingyu, who liked to giggle first, no longer smiled, and her charming face was full of fear.

"I brought it too!" Zhuo Fengmian's calm tone also changed.

"I brought it too!"

"I brought it too!"

......

Then it should be--

Suddenly, all seven people of Shuiyunzong looked at Qin Mo!

"Little brother, come on! Aren't you a member of the First Emperor? It should not be wrong to look at your blood! Hurry up, there's not much time! What about your identity token?" Yun Mo changed his over-enthusiastic tone and shouted at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's awe-inspiring expression was still at a loss, and in Dantian, the red demon and white evil also shouted.

"Quick, Qin Mo! Take the soldier's blood and jade out! Damn, I'm going to be killed by you again!"

"Qin Mo, take out your bloody jade quickly! I, Bai Xie, follow you with my heartbeat every day!"

Only then did Qin Mo know that the horrible death blood gun was really aimed at him, not the seven people of Shuiyunzong. "I thought I was implicated by them. It turned out..."

Qin Mo quickly took out the soldier's blood jade in the storage space bag, and suddenly Qin Mo's soldier's blood jade burst into a blood light.

The blood light gathered and transformed in an instant, and the virtual shadow of a man wearing the armor appeared!

He is Qin Tian, the 'leading general' of the First Emperor's army!

Qin Tian's image is dark red and thin, but it has a huge blood color. It's as tragic as a gun.

At this time, 'it' stands in the air, far away from the bloody giant a hundred miles away. Gun, bow down!

A hundred miles away, above the void.

Horrible blood giant. In front of the gun, a huge black hole has appeared. This is a black hole broken into space! It can be imagined that if Qin Mo and others make a little movement, either advance or retreat, they will be pierced!

......

It seemed to feel Qin Tian's bow and worship, and the death blood gun instantly withdrew the surging blood-colored light, and then turned into a faint light and returned to the ancient city wall.

At this time, everyone was relieved.

"Little brother, how did you come to the dead world? Every repairer who comes to the dead world will have an identity token, and there will be predecessors who can tell these common sense that they were almost killed by you!" Qi Yuxuan's cloud does not ask, and there is still a lingering palpitation in his heart at this time.

"Qin Mo, how did you come to the dead world? You came here before you even finished the gathering? Fortunately, you still have an identity token, otherwise it will be miserable!" Facing the blaming eyes of Shuiyunzong, Bing Ruoyun could only 'complain' Qin Mo.

"You are not cold and not good-looking at all!" Yan Lingyu defined Qin Mo in one sentence.

"..." Zhuo Feng stared at Qin Mo coldly without saying anything, but the meaning was more than anything else.

"..." The rest of Shuiyunzong also blamed Qin Mo.

"Ice Fairy, Brother Yun! I'm really sorry." At this time, Qin Mo could only bear everyone's complaints. Think about it, everyone has walked back and forth on the death line. It's already very good to blame them in terms of language.

Not only Shui Yunzong, but also the demons in Qin Modan's field are constantly scolding.

"Damn it, why is the Red Devil so tragic? It's almost over again. Do you play with that thing casually? Shit!" The Red Devil simply felt that he had reached the limit.

"Hey, follow you, Qin Mo, I, Bai Xie, have gradually got used to the feeling of heartbeat! Qin Mo will continue next time. What we play is the heartbeat, hey hey!"

"Enough, you don't say anything. How do I know? Blame me!" Qin Mo didn't know who to present his grievances to...