who is it? That's Qin Ming! That grandson’s name is Qin Ming! A strong impulse suddenly surged in Qi Yuanling's heart, and he wanted to shout that he was the Immortal King of the Heavenly King's Palace, the scourge of the ancient sea, kill him quickly, kill him quickly, otherwise your heaven would suffer. But the volcanic impulse was so cold before it reached his throat, and his expression was so calm that even he was surprised.
Qi Yuanling suddenly felt very sad. After escaping from the Forbidden Island of Lost Music, he vowed countless times to torture Qin Ming in the future in order to regain his dignity. But when we really met again, my body seemed to be no longer in control. Even the little person who was very restless in my mind before pretended to be dead.
"Brother Yuanling?" Xiao Yong was surprised, who was that kind of god who put so much pressure on Qi Yuanling.
"You'll know when it's time to know." Qi Yuanling lost his war horn and couldn't even get angry. Shadows, shadows. Qi Yuanling comforted himself that Qin Ming would definitely be returned. He couldn't be so thick-skinned, he also wanted to be shameless!
"Brother Yuan Ling, can't you say anything?"
"You are all the eldest son of a big family, don't act like a lunatic. He... has some mental problems." It is impossible for Qi Yuanling to expose Qin Ming's identity, otherwise Qin Ming will definitely use all kinds of methods to kill him before he dies. Come back and bury him with you. Moreover, he didn't think that lunatic Qin Ming could die easily. As early as when he was on Forbidden Island, he smashed Qin Ming into pieces three times. As a result, he was standing in front of you again in less than half a month. Apart from you, If you curse your uncle in the sky, what else can you do
Qin ordered Diwu to break into the ancient sea and lived for ten years. Shengwu entered the seventh level of heaven and could not die in three to five years.
"Has a good background?" Liu Xiao and Su Ran were even more curious. They knew that the 'King of War' was not simple. Can a man who drained two pots of hero's blood in a row defeat a simple person? But they really didn't expect that this person could be so powerful that he would continuously torture the descendants of Huan Langtian and Huangleitian, and also make people like Qi Yuanling bow down.
If it has a background, it must have a great background!
"Anyway, that old guy has no life left." Qi Yuanling looked at the direction in which the old man disappeared from Huangleitian and shook his head regretfully. Although it felt a bit strange, he always felt that Qin Ming was coming for the old man from Huangleitian, and the war horn was just incidental.
"Who? Which old guy?"
"It's just the old man from Huang Lei Tian." Qi Yuanling sentenced the old man to death in his heart. The strong one is afraid of being violent, and the violent one is afraid of risking his life. That guy is crazy, violent and desperate, and the old man loses his mind and wants to die. He is too conceited and doesn't really understand the situation. He will be killed before he can use his full strength. He is too familiar with Qin Ming's tricks.
Qin Ming flew at low altitude and suddenly stopped after climbing over more than a dozen mountains. A moment later, the energy in the mountain forest suddenly boiled, countless electric lights shot up into the sky, dark clouds rolled in the sky, the sky was dark, the ground was dark, lightning and thunder were heard, and the range was very wide.
The loud rumbling sound was astonishing! A thunder giant suddenly took shape in the intertwining of countless thunder and lightning, standing on the high mountain, with the sky above its head, and its tyranny was unparalleled. The blue and red bright lights dyed the heaven and earth into evil colors. It was like a thunder god coming into the world. It shocked people's hearts and filled their bodies. There was a violent and ear-splitting explosion, attracting the gaze of countless people across the mountains and valleys.
The Thunder Giant was intertwined with countless green thunders and blood thunders. The explosive energy filled the world and the violent air waves shook the world. He was huge and mighty. He held a blood-red thunder knife and slashed forward angrily. He slashed five times in a row with a loud rumbling sound. A giant thunder light. Extremely fast, fierce, domineering and manic, like five rivers of blood crossing the sky, carrying destructive energy, they hit the old man in staggered directions.
The old man attacked with force, roared violently, and hit the thunder knife.
Wild and brave!
-->>{This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading}
The fastest update, no pop-ups please read.