荒墟牧神 - 第376章 拼死一搏 - 雲海書庫

riously harmed. "Don't... come over here..." the Dragon Qilin moaned weakly. The great deer was about to reach it when suddenly crack-crack sounds came from its body. The stag's body twisted, its four limbs snapped, and it crashed to the ground, sliding forward. The Dragon Qilin mustered all its strength to turn its body around and crawled with all its might, trying to get away from the great deer. The other wyrms likewise pressed themselves flat against the ground, struggling to crawl to one side. The sense of intimidation Lord Dragon Keeper inspired was simply too overwhelming—it left them without the slightest will to resist. Suddenly, Mu Qingdai came flying through the air, spitting blood, and crashed into the Dragon Qilin, which was still struggling to crawl. She fell unconscious. Lord Dragon Keeper charged over, intent on taking Mu Qingdai's life. The Dragon Qilin went completely limp, paralyzed on the ground. Shen Mu bellowed, seized the Sorrowless Sword, and cried out fiercely, "Brother Muran!" Wang Muran spat blood, mustered his strength to lift Shen Mu up and hurl him forward. Shen Mu's feet tapped rapidly, and he shot out like lightning. The three-inch sword in his hand erupted with sword light—a miniature landscape of green mountains and blue waters surged forth from the sword light, arriving after but striking first, drowning Lord Dragon Keeper! Ding-ding-ding—the explosive ringing came without cease. The Sword-Treading Rivers and Mountains technique abruptly collapsed and disintegrated, leaving only Shen Mu's figure, sword in hand, hurling himself forward. Lord Dragon Keeper's body had grown even smaller. Beneath his feet was all corrupted blood. His fingers and palms flicked and slapped repeatedly, striking the Sorrowless Sword. Shen Mu's body shook violently, blood spilling continuously from his mouth. Suddenly he transformed into a black shadow clinging to the ground, skimming along its surface—but Lord Dragon Keeper punched the black shadow, forcing him out of his shadow state and sending him sprawling face-down. Wang Muran let out a fierce cry, hair flying, and rushed over. The two tiny figures fought furiously. In a flash of lightning, the sound of snapping bones rang out, and Wang Muran was sent tumbling backward. Shen Mu lay on the ground, summoning his last ounce of strength to raise the sword and drive it down. The Lord Dragon Keeper, now three fingers tall, clasped both hands together, caught the Sorrowless Sword, and strained against it with all his might. Shen Mu's sword could not be driven down any further. He roared, "Fat Dragon, do you still want to eat? If I die, you can just wait to starve to death!" The Dragon Qilin's eyes were filled with terror. It stared blankly at the tiny Lord Dragon Keeper. Hearing these words, it suddenly let out a great roar, raised its claw, and slammed it down hard on the sword hilt. Chi. The sword light pierced through Lord Dragon Keeper. The three-finger-tall Lord Dragon Keeper split into two halves. The blood still writhed, trying to flow back together. The Dragon Qilin roared again, and dharma power erupted, surging into the sword body. In an instant, the sword light blazed, stabbing in all directions. Patches of corrupted blood withered and fell to the ground. Shen Mu stared blankly. The power within his body receded like the tide. His grip on the sword hilt loosened, and he fell back. The Dragon Qilin roared again and again. It raised its claw to strike once more, but Shen Mu said weakly, "Don't hit it... hit it again and you'll kill me too..." He coughed violently. His dharma power was exhausted as well. His physical body gradually grew back to normal size. He wanted to crawl up and heal his wounds, but he could not move. The Dragon Qilin clambered to its feet and stared blankly at the bloodstains on the ground. Then it looked around. It saw that the incomparably powerful wyrms beside it did not dare meet its gaze, their eyes filled with dread, and one after an