Ji Yaohua looked back, her heart trembling. Why did this demon tiger catch up
"Sister... save me..." Ji Yaoxue's throat was broken, her vitality disappeared, and she was dying.
"Be patient for a little longer!" Ji Yaohua flew up into the sky, stepping on the wind and clouds, holding Ji Yaoxue and flipping in the air. She flung out thick fog with her feather fan, and a vast expanse of white hit the white tiger. The thick fog was like clouds and sea. , submerged the trees in an instant.
boom! The dense fog rioted, throwing out thousands of canes, as fast as thunder, with loud rumblings, shattering dozens of big trees and dozens of tons of rocks, hitting the white tiger head-on, and submerging it one after another. Countless canes were like It was as hard as steel, with green light flashing and cold light, violently hitting the tiger's body, trying to penetrate and entangle it.
The white tiger roared furiously, wearing a battle suit, charging fearlessly, with white light blooming all over its body. It ran rampant in the frenzy of rattan, and moved forward wildly like a destructive beast. In the blink of an eye, it rushed out, jumped into the air, and pounced on Ji Yaohua.
Ji Yaohua's expression suddenly changed, she landed gracefully, and flew at full speed, swiping her feather fan repeatedly to stop the ferocious tiger.
Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the ground and covered his neck with all his strength. The blood was flowing and the corners of his mouth were bleeding continuously. He endured the severe pain and used all his strength to mobilize the golden blood to heal the wound. The blood vessels, bones, flesh and blood in the neck are all glowing with a faint golden light, surging with vitality, healing adhesions at a speed visible to the naked eye.
More than thirty hunters stood a hundred meters away, looking at Qin Ming in surprise. There was a kind of pain that screamed, "It hurts just to look at it." His neck was almost severed, but he didn't even shout? Is this strength or madness? An eighth-level earth martial artist almost killed a ninth-level person? It's just an ordinary Jiuchongtian. Ji Yaoxue is a genius on Dihuang Island and a beauty in Yanguan Sea. He is really capable of killing her.
"Kill him while he's sick!" A hunter suddenly reminded him, his voice was very low.
Everyone else's eyes lit up and their hearts moved. The jade tripod in Qin Ming's hand is definitely a rare treasure, and the heart may also have a big secret. If they can get it, it will be worthwhile for them to take the risk of visiting Qingluan Ancient Ruins. However, Qin Ming's cruelty left a shadow on them. If they really fought, they would not be able to save their lives.
"What are you afraid of? His neck is almost broken."
"What if he goes crazy?"
"Is he crazy? We are not easy to deal with when we are crazy."
"Let's go together and hit him on the neck. Qin Ming is a bit crazy, but he is not invincible. If you kill him, you can not only get the treasure, but also take his head to the Sea Clan to collect the reward."
They encouraged each other and were eager to try, but no one dared to be the first to take action, and no one really took a step forward. They looked at Qin Ming, who was covered in blood, and felt terrified in their hearts.
After a long while, one of the captains raised his voice and looked hard. He was afraid that Qin Ming was a human being, not a god. He clenched the heavy sword in his hand and approached Qin Ming lightly.
The others winked at each other and gathered around.
The fight between Qin Ming, Ji Yaoxue, and Ji Yaohua just now destroyed hundreds of meters of trees. The ground was covered with broken branches and green leaves, and the mist was drifting, making it very quiet. They tried not to make any noise, even holding their breath temporarily, and moved forward quietly.
The captain at the front walked slower and slower, with all his spiritual energy rushing through his meridians, converging on the epee. He stopped ten steps away from Qin Ming, roared, and raised his sword to kill Qin Ming.
Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Is something wrong?"
The captain's heart trembled, and the heavy sword he slashed twisted and hit the ground hard. His whole body writhed, he raised the sword to attack, and made a good attack. He was transformed into a sword dance, and he danced and said hello over and over again: "Hoo ! Mr. Qin is awake? It’s okay, I’ll just move around!”
The other people who were about to rush out suddenly stopped, their faces covered with black lines, isn't it embarrassing
The captain jumped up and down, danced his sword, and walked away from Qin Ming with a smile. When he turned his back to Qin Ming, he almost slapped himself. He was so unambitious! As soon as he withdrew, the others lost their fighting spirit and dispersed laughing.
"What's going on with you? Are you ashamed?" They gathered together again and scolded the captain.
The captain's face turned red, he was ashamed and angry. He didn't even expect to make such an unsightly move. He will be famous for a lifetime.
"More on! Stop dawdling."
"You start it!"
"Let's go together. If you delay for one minute, he will recover one more point."
They argued for a long time, and they were full of evil, with ferocious faces and fierce expressions. They nodded vigorously, shouted in low voices, turned around collectively, and raised their weapons to kill, but... the hearts of more than thirty people trembled suddenly, all of them Stiffened.
Qin Ming had already stood up, spread his wings, and looked at them coldly.
The corners of their eyes twitched and their eyes wandered. They did not dare to look directly into Qin Ming's eyes. After hesitating for a while, they turned back in unison. "How about... we discuss it further?"
At this time, a clear tiger roar came from the mountain forest, and the white tiger came back. After chasing for thousands of meters, it failed to kill the two women. Worried about Qin's life, it hurriedly returned to the original route.
"Master Qin, please take good care of yourself and see you later." The group of hunters did not stop, said hello, and ran away without looking back. That white tiger killed the Red Flame Suzaku alive on Tongren Island. It was extremely powerful and at the pinnacle of earth martial arts. They didn't dare to provoke it.
Xiao Zu lay on his back on Qin Ming's shoulder and yawned: "Son, I'm not as crazy as you, and I'm not as good at fighting as you are. If you deserve it, you'll be punished. If you need to run, you'll run. If you keep doing this Go down and you will die sooner or later."
"You just help me, what can I do?"
"How can you blame others for your own life-and-death experience? You ask me to help you every time you are in danger, and you still go through it all. I am not helping you, I am harming you!" Xiao Zu stretched his arms and legs lazily.
"You, there is nothing more than opening your mouth." Qin Ming's throat hurt so much that he could not speak clearly. Despite his efforts to suppress it, the blood still flowed out and he lost control frequently.
"It won't be long before you miss my ancestor's mouth. By then, you won't be able to listen even if you want to."
Qin Ming didn't hear the other meaning in Xiao Zu's words. When Bai Hu came back, he covered his throat with blood and left quickly.
In a valley.
Qin Ming took out the jade cauldron and opened the cauldron's lid. The green light spurted out, turning the trees and flowers into a green color. The rich fragrance of the medicine instantly filled the valley. The flowers, plants and trees stretched out, greedily absorbing the energy in the medicine. .
Qin Ming pulled the green mist towards his body, tending to his injuries and healing the wounds on his neck.
Although it was just green mist, the effect of the medicine was extremely amazing. A cool breath flowed throughout the body, penetrated into the flesh and bones, and also gathered towards the wound on the neck. Not only does it greatly relieve pain, but it also assists in wound healing. The medicinal liquid in the jade cauldron seems to be refined by countless geniuses. A drop of it may exceed the water of life.
After all, they have been refining it for thousands of years, turning that hill into a living medicine.
Qin Ming nursed the pain for a long time, and Qingwu combined with the golden blood gradually stabilized the injury. The blood vessels and skin on the neck were basically healed. Although it was still very painful, it was basically no serious problem. For the same injury, others might need to recover for ten and a half months, or even longer, but it only took him a few hours. This is the beauty of golden blood.
The white tiger stared at the heart, looking left and right, his face full of curiosity, and he had the urge to swallow it.
Qin Ming held his heart and felt its powerful beating: "If I eat it, will I directly enter the Holy Martial Realm?"
"No! You will be drugged by it and become a puddle of green water in this jade cauldron." Xiao Zu stared at it for a long time. The energy of this heart was much greater than he initially expected, and it was even dangerous.
"Shall the three of us practice together?"
"Don't worry." Xiaozu jumped to his heart, the turtle shell glowed with white light, and he explored it carefully. "Cheer up and pull me out if something goes wrong."
Qin Ming holds the chain tightly and takes action at any time. What kind of heart is this? What kind of sacred object is the jade tripod!
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