"I can't guarantee that Qianqiu Hou will come to see you alone, and I can't guarantee that you will go to see him alone." Qin Ming reminded himself to calm down, and his heart was thinking, what could force the Flower Burial Witch Master to do this? The point? Toutou wants to meet Qian Qiuhou privately.
"Excessive? It seems that the way we talk is too relaxed."
"Easy? You are such a vicious woman." Qin Ming was beaten repeatedly and was almost crippled. How the hell is this easy
The Flower Burial Witch Master's left hand was changing gestures in the void. After a while, six petals floated over from deep in the dense forest, followed by six violent silver langs. It is majestic and strong, with hair like shining steel needles. It has a mouth full of sharp teeth and sticky saliva.
This is an extremely warlike and destructive wild shou. They will even prey on their own kind.
"It's just the Earth Martial Arts Chu level. It can't kill me." Qin Ming frowned slightly and immediately raised his spiritual shield.
"If you can't kill it, chew it slowly."
"What do you mean?" Qin Ming was worried.
The Burying Flower Witch Lord ① pointed at Qin Ming, and the six violent silver langs, like wild shou breaking free from their chains, rushed towards Qin Ming.
"Get away!" Qin Ming was angry and was about to hit him with a fist.
"Don't resist, you kill Lang, and I'll cripple your arm." The Flower Burial Witch Master controlled more than a dozen petals to lock Qin Ming.
"You..." Qin Ming forcibly held back his fist and gritted his teeth to control the spiritual shield.
The six violent silver langs seemed to be hungry, and they fell on Qin Ming one after another, biting wildly, biting his arms, stomach, neck, etc. with their sharp fangs, shaking their heads fiercely, and their sharp claws were clawing at Qin Ming. His body was twitching and pressing randomly. If it weren't for the spiritual shield, these six-headed wild shou would soon tear him apart. Even so, watching them chew and tear at his body like crazy was a maddening feeling. If it weren't for Qin Ming's strong endurance, he might have collapsed.
Qin Ming was furious, but had to bear it. "No wonder no one dares to marry you, why are you so depressed?"
"Promise or reject." The Flower Burial Witch Master remained unmoved. His calm eyes and calm state of mind were so calm that it made people feel chilled.
Six violent silver langs bit Qin Ming crazily. They couldn't chew Qin Ming's spiritual shield and became more and more ferocious. One lang bit his neck, and four lang bit his arm, pulling him away. When he got up, the other lang jumped on him and bit into his face.
"Get lost!!" Qin Ming was furious, his whole body aroused thunder chao, and he rushed in all directions like explosions. Six violent silver langs were chopped into pieces on the spot, and the pit was filled with thunder and lightning.
The Flower Burial Witch Lord kept his word, and dozens of petals struck Qin Ming in an instant.
"Bitch, I don't have time to fool around with you, so I'm leaving." Qin Ming spread his wings and soared into the sky before the petals struck.
The Flower Burial Witch Lord pointed his right hand towards the sky, and all the more than ten petals turned, like whistling blades, straight up to the sky, all chasing Qin Ming. Qin Ming was very fast, but what he faced was the move controlled by Shengwu. After opening five petals in a row, other petals hit him one after another. This time the petals were stronger and more vicious than the last time, like a running attack. The sharp arrow pierced the body alive.
The blue sky was clear, golden blood was flying, and the screams were shrill and painful.
The five petals that were bisected by him all retreated, violent blood burst out, and the sky surged like a roaring river. Five consecutive blasts blasted Qin Ming from high altitude into the forest.
The little turtle shook his head in his pocket, it was miserable, it was so miserable. Poor baby, why did he meet such a crazy woman
Qin Ming fell into the deep pit in the mountain forest and lay down in front of the Flower Burial Witch Lord. This time, the injury was even more serious. He lay there for a long time without regaining his strength. The life energy released by the golden blood was in the body, stopping the bleeding, relieving pain, and healing the wound. However, Qin Ming's injury was very serious, and he could not save enough. It took enough sticks of incense to finally stop the bleeding.
"Agree or reject?" The Flower Burial Witch Master waited for his answer. She was beautiful and charming, and the blood-red robe made her look like a blooming flower, but her beauty was bloody and cold.
"Kill me, I won't be humiliated by you." Qin Ming struggled, with a grimace on his face, and violently attacked the Flower Burial Witch Master with his fists. "I will die, and you will make it happen!"
"Bang!" The Flower Burial Witch Master reached out his hand to stop him, and a wave of energy spread out from his palm. The transparent wave pattern, silent and unintentional, hit Qin Ming like a torrent, completely drowning him.
In front of Shengwu, Qin Ming was completely vulnerable. His seriously injured body tumbled in mid-air, hit the edge of the pit, bounced off again, and fell into the woods, sprinkling golden blood all over the ground.
In the air sea, Shura Dao and Thunder Toad all woke up, but they remained calm in the face of the fierce holy power outside.
Fresh flower petals were flying around the Flower Burial Witch Lord. He walked lightly through the pit and walked toward Qin Ming with lotus steps. "This is your last chance. Obey me and make an appointment with Qianqiu Hou. I will keep you safe and sound. If you resist, I will nail you to Tuocang Mountain and wait for death. Let the Heavenly King's Palace show up and see if the current Heavenly King's Palace can resist the Sea Clan. Encirclement and suppression.”
"Even if you nail me to Tuocang Mountain and I scream in pain, I am not Qin Ming." Qin Ming coughed blood and stood up unsteadily.
"Do you really think I don't dare?"
"You dare, you are powerful, you are majestic, okay? I'm in your hands, I admit it!" Qin Ming staggered back two steps and sat down against the tree. When he was in Qingyun Sect, he was embarrassed and humiliated in various ways, and was ravaged by disciples in the Lingwu Realm. After leaving, I almost forgot that feeling, and today... I tasted it again.
I went through all kinds of hardships to escape from Long Live Mountain, but I didn't expect to fall into the hands of the Witch Palace again. My life is really miserable.
"You're not as smart as I thought. I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to seize it."
"You feed me poison, and I have to take it. Is this smart? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Take me away to Tuocang Mountain and nail me to it. By the way, with your vicious xing grid, before you go You want to destroy me first, come on, come on, break your arm first, or tui? Do you want me to drag out my intestines and use them as a scarf for you?" Qin Ming stared at her coldly with his mouth full of blood.
The Flower Burial Witch Lord withdrew thousands of flower petals, hoping to wrap up Qin's life. "Give you a third choice."
"No choice."
"I can take you to Thunder Ancient City."
"Say it again?"
"Thunder Ancient City, your home!"
"Bitch, come at me if you have any problem, don't mess with my family." Qin Ming was like a suddenly enraged lion, grabbing the bark of the tree and standing up.
"Should I kill you in public, or should I use your life to make them... commit suicide."
"you dare!"
"The new choice is to die in the Palace of the Heavenly King, or to destroy the ancient city of Thunder."
Qin Ming gasped violently, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Stop saying harsh words, it will make you more incompetent! Answer me, take me to find Qianqiu Hou, or I will take you to Thunder Ancient City."
"There is another option."
"explain."
"Destroy you and sell you into a flower house! Don't worry, I will take care of your business every day."
"If you dare to be so presumptuous, I will destroy the Qingyun Sect after destroying your Thunder Ancient City." The Flower Burial Witch Lord raised three petals and aimed to hit Qin Ming's mouth. But at this moment, she snorted slightly and expressed a weird expression, as if she was trying to hold back something. But Xiong's stomach was churning, and a stream of blood spurted out. Her face instantly turned pale, she staggered, and she sat weakly on the tree.