Qin Ming was panting violently. His body was covered in blood and his flesh and blood were blurred. There was almost no intact area visible. It was shocking. It hurt just to look at it. Many people had goosebumps all over their bodies. If it had been anyone else, he might have fallen down, but Qin Ming actually stood upright, one leg holding firm, and cold murderous intent surging in his blood-red eyes.
The stone forest was silent, and everyone frowned. Can they still fight? Where did that spiritual power come from? It couldn't have been drawn from heaven and earth during a fierce battle. From the last time it was exhausted to now, in just one hour, it was impossible to accumulate such a violent and rich energy.
What's the problem? Could it be that he is hiding a blood pill in his mouth! It's being refined quietly!
Yes, that’s probably the case! Qin Ming swallowed four blood pills in one breath last time, so he probably hid one secretly!
However, he should have reached his limit, his real limit.
Qin Ming threw the corpse of the golden wolf clan to Haitang, his mouth full of blood: "When will the next blood be released?"
Haitang was about to burst into tears: "It will take half an hour, half an hour at the earliest! Three blood pills will be released together! Can you... still persist?"
"Can you think of me like this?" Qin Ming chuckled.
"I...I tried my best..." Haitang burst into tears as she anxiously refined the elixir.
Qin Ming took a breath and raised his hand to point at the audience: "Next? Who will kill me? This opportunity is rare. If you miss it... don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"It's already like this, and you still have the nerve to show off."
"Come on, why did you stop! I've been holding out for eleven games, and we're just missing the last battle!"
"Eleven games? Counting Qiu Shenfu's three games, this lunatic has killed fourteen people in a row! Heavenly Court has been completely disgraced. Kill him, must kill him! Remove his bones, skin them, and stew the bones in soup. , the skin and flesh are used to make medicine, and the internal organs are eaten raw!”
"Come on! What are you doing standing still? Didn't you rush to get in just now? Why aren't you getting in now?"
The crowd was restless and filled with indignation. From the beginning to the present, the fierce battle lasted for ten hours, and fourteen challengers died.
The eighth level of holy martial arts is not earthly martial arts, nor is it an ordinary holy martial art. It is the supreme eighth level of holy martial arts. This is not the most abominable thing. What is abominable is that they all took turns to attack and were defeated. Couldn't the heaven help a wild boy from the ancient sea
However, the Immortal Heavenly Palace and other forces were surprisingly restrained. They guessed that Qin Ming must have hidden a blood pill before killing the Golden Wolf clan. However, did he hide one blood pill or two? His body seems to be in tatters, does he still have the strength to fight again
Starting from the eighth game, he felt that he was going to die in every game, but he survived time and time again, but instead, the person who went up to fight with great passion was killed.
Killing fourteen eighth level holy warriors in a row, what a brilliant achievement.
Two voices appeared in their minds at the same time. One voice said that Qin Ming's body was in tatters and he would definitely not be able to hold on any longer. So what if he had some spiritual power? To be on the safe side, send a Lu Hui-level figure, he would definitely be able to Decisive victory. Another voice is that Qin Ming may still be hiding some killer moves, otherwise no matter how strong he is now, he will panic, even to the slightest limit.
"Mu Yunfan! Give it a try?" Sky Zombie stared at Qin Ming on Panlong Mountain and arranged for the second strong man from the Three-Eyed War Clan to take action. The first one was sent out early this morning, and he was the eighth one. It was the eighth fierce battle that almost ended Qin Ming's life, draining all his spiritual energy and causing him heavy losses in the following battles.
Mu Yunfan, the strongest contemporary member of the Three-Eyed War Clan, is handsome, graceful, and has an elegant and mysterious temperament. He is arrogant and conceited, but his true strength can definitely be classified as a quasi-Tiger List level.
Everyone in the Three-Eyed War Clan looked at Mu Yunfan: "Kill Qin Ming and seize the Sky-Tearing Sword, the golden divine sword in his hand, and the war horn!"
Mu Yunfan, with fluttering white clothes and long hair reaching his waist, looked at the battlefield but did not express his stance.
"Are you afraid?" Tianzhong said lightly and looked towards the Immortal Heavenly Palace. Feng Jiuge was also talking to people there and seemed to be sending out strong men.
Mu Yunfan smiled slightly, with red lips and white teeth, and his charm was amazing: "Have I ever been afraid of anyone? Qin Ming is at the end of his tether and can't even stand still. He can kill anyone he touches, but this person shouldn't be Me. I don’t want to be known as a gang-fighter, let alone someone who picks up the slack. It’s easy to kill him, but if my name is stained, who will make up for it?”
Everyone saw that he was unwilling to go up, so it was hard to force him.
"Cao Chunqiu! The opportunity is given to you." Mu Yunfan hand-picked a man who would not accept such a risky and thankless thing.
Although he was confident that he could kill Qin Ming, Qin Ming was besieged fourteen times and was already dying. It seemed heroic to make up for it by himself, but he might be laughed at as a joke afterwards, which would affect him for the rest of his life. illustrious name. Moreover, Qin Ming is very likely to have a killing move. If he cannot kill him with one blow, and then becomes entangled, it will affect his reputation even more. Even if he wins in the end, it will not be glorious, but he will end up with a person who is about to die. All resorting to all kinds of stigma.
So...hehe, let's give it to Cao Chunqiu, this guy looks eager to try.
"Please fight!" Cao Chunqiu immediately asked for a fight from Sky Burial. He had already wanted to take action. He killed Qin Ming, took away three spiritual weapons including the Sky-Tearing Sword, and then captured Guitong and Haitang. What a glorious achievement. It was enough to make him famous throughout the clan and receive great rewards.
Although he is not as good as Mu Yunfan, the difference is not too big. He always wants to find opportunities to suppress Mu Yunfan and prove that he is stronger.
Tianzhong nodded. Since Mu Yunfan was not willing, let Cao Chunqiu do it.
"We will definitely fulfill our mission." Cao Chunqiu's spiritual formation.
At the same time, Immortal Heavenly Palace, Huangleitian, Huanlangtian, etc. all began to discuss secretly, preparing to snatch this last 'kill'. To be on the safe side, they were all ready to release the strongest person in the eighth heaven, not wanting to cause any more trouble. .
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the stone forest, and many people looked at the top of Panlong Mountain in surprise. "What is Qin Ming doing? There seems to be something wrong."
"If you don't dare to come up, I'm going to have a rest."
Qin Ming closed his eyes, raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, and slowly raised his bloody arms toward the sky.
His body was covered in blood and flesh, and he had lost too much blood, and even the healing effect was greatly reduced. He only had one right leg left, but he stood there steadily. His mouth, eyes, and face were all covered in blood, and his arms were tattered, revealing bones. The appearance was indescribably weird, and it also gave off a terrifying and gloomy feeling.
More and more eyes are turning to Panlong Mountain again.
Qin Ming's lips and teeth moved slightly, as if he was murmuring something. After a long time, he slowly lowered his head and hugged his shoulders with his bloody arms.
"What is he doing? Praying?"
"What's the trick?"
Many people suddenly felt wary in their hearts.
At this time, golden light spots suddenly floated between the sky and the earth, appearing out of thin air, scattering all over the sky, and flying silently with the cold wind.
"What is this?" A person raised his hand and caught a light spot. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a sparkling golden light feather, only as big as a little finger, like a delicate feather, light and delicate, delicate and agile.
Light feathers scattered across the sky and the earth, covering the stone forest within a radius of twenty to thirty miles, and fell around everyone. Some dispersed, some accepted, and some forcibly destroyed a large area.
Qin Ming crossed his arms like a prayer, lowered his head, and said softly: "The way of creation, the heaven of the underworld!"
All the light feathers were flying all over the sky, changing from agile and ethereal to sharp, exploding rapidly, and running vertically and horizontally. In an instant, the light rain pierced through the bodies of countless people, leaving holes as big as little thumbs on their bodies, and then soared into the sky one after another, high in the sky. After gathering, we rushed continuously to the top of Panlong Mountain.
It's like a golden wave rolling through the stone forest and gathering at the top of the mountain.
The whole audience exclaimed and screamed in fear, thinking that Qin Ming was going to use some forbidden technique to kill everyone. However, after the chaos, they all found that nothing happened to them. Except for the slight pain in the wound, they did not feel any other discomfort.
Sky Burial and others all used their weapons to activate the golden light, but were not affected. They looked at the top of the mountain with solemn expressions. What is this for
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