荒墟牧神 - 第1509章 劫數茫茫壓大江 - 簡牘書房

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Chapter 1538 — The Vast Tribulation Presses Down the Great River

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The long River of Chaos was of unknowable breadth, as though one could never reach the far shore; gradually Shen Mu sensed the ripples of a divine ability coming from ahead, and his heart stirred; the vertical eye at his brow looked forward.

Suddenly two blades of light scissored in, silent and without breath; Shen Mu ducked his head, and the two blade lights crossed above him — they did not catch him, yet a cut appeared on his neck, and blood flowed.

After the two blade lights scissored past, they vanished into the chaotic qi.

Shen Mu raised his head, drew the Tribulation Sword, and thrust forward! At that thrust the chaotic qi churned, the sword light vanished into it, and suddenly a very pleasant cry of alarm came from ahead: "Kaihuang Shen Ye?

You would ambush this palace? " "I am not Kaihuang.

" Shen Mu said, "Great Emperor, do you also call yourself 'this palace'?

" The voice ahead fell silent for a moment, then the Lady of Heaven Qiang's voice came, giggling: "So it is Heavenly Venerable Mu. Your skills have grown, boy.

That thrust caught me off guard and wounded me.

" Whoosh— A Dao Tree, its roots dancing, appeared before Shen Mu; the tree waved its roots over the surface of the long River of Chaos, walking upon the water like an octopus.

The Lady of Heaven Qiang stood upon that withered Dao Tree, a tattered Dao Fruit hanging at her side; within the Dao Fruit was a woman, peering at Shen Mu through the holes in the fruit.