Qin Ming woke up in the early morning of the next day. His realm was already in the seventh heaven, his spirit was very good, and his consciousness became much stronger. After careful inspection, no sequelae were found.
Thinking back to yesterday's breakthrough, he himself was a little scared. Fortunately, the dantian was guarded by Shura Dao, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Seven Heavens of Spiritual Martial Arts!" Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly, and the electric light burst out, flickering cheerfully. No matter what, it is a breakthrough, the realm is very stable, there is no obvious fluctuation, and the effect of the five top-grade spiritual fruits is amazing.
The breakthrough from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven is a big hurdle in the realm of Lingwu, and it is not easy to break through. If ordinary disciples just rely on normal cultivation, it will take at least one year.
It was really lucky this time.
In the afternoon, Qin Ming stared at the silver-armored back lizard during the training, and launched a fierce attack.
Once his strength becomes stronger, his confidence will be enough. He is going to use this spirit monster to try his strength in the Seventh Heaven.
One man and one beast fought fiercely, from the dense forest into the valley, and from the valley into the nearby stream. The fight lasted for nearly half an hour. , and finally put it under control.
Spirit monsters are far more savage than warriors, and once they go mad, their destructive power is astonishing.
Qin Ming sat by the stream panting heavily, calming down the hot blood all over his body. Although he looked embarrassed, he had a smile on his face. This should be his strongest state, and he was quite satisfied.
The Seventh Heaven indeed has a higher level of combat power than the Sixth Heaven, and after it is fully stabilized, there should be more growth.
Qin Ming slowed down for a while, got up and walked towards the silver armored lizard.
There are several special bones on the back of this kind of spirit monster, which are said to be harder than steel.
He split the scales, peeled off the flesh, and easily dug out five special bones. Each one is as big as a fist. If it is polished into a bone knife dagger, the effect should be very good.
"Try to find a few more spirit monsters." Qin Ming wiped the ancient Dayan sword clean, took the bones and left. The best way to enhance combat effectiveness is to fight non-stop, accumulate experience in life and death, and stimulate potential in danger. He is different from other 'orthodox' disciples, without anyone's guidance and help, he can only walk out of his own martial arts attitude and way.
But just as he walked into the dense forest, he encountered a hunting team head-on.
Qin Ming was a little surprised, and the hunting team seemed to be surprised too. Both sides were about to avoid it, but they all stopped.
"Qin Ming? Ha, Qin Ming!" The hunting team was surprised, even more pleasantly surprised.
Qin Ming's eyes were slightly cold. It was a hunting team of the Great Elder faction, a team of eight. He was still muttering why he didn't meet him a few days ago, but he finally met today.
"I thought you had been hunted by other groups, but you are still alive." A fat disciple stepped out of the group and looked at Qin Ming, who was covered in blood, with a brighter smile on his face. This kid's life is really tough, and he has survived until now.
Qin Ming had just fought fiercely with the silver-armored lizard, his body was covered with injuries, and he looked very embarrassed.
The other disciples surrounded him with smiles: "I really have to say I admire you, you survived the hunting conference for half a month. Tell me, how did you survive? What did you eat, what did you drink, Have you ever slept? Hahaha."
Qin Ming retreated slowly until he reached the side of the stream. He had just dealt with the Silver Armored Lizard, he was seriously injured and wasted a lot. These eight people seemed to be very strong, especially Fatty who led the team. I remember that he was standing beside He Xiangtian when he was in the martial arts arena. .
"Why don't you talk anymore? Have you been worried these days? Can't you sleep well? I'm very responsible to tell you that from today onwards, you don't have to hide anymore. You're going to die, haha." The chubby disciple was so happy that he let himself block Qin Ming. Taking his head off would not only get the spirit grass reward from He Xiangtian, but also might be rewarded by the master.
"What is that? Silver armored lizard?" A disciple saw the corpse of the silver armored lizard by the stream. It seemed that he had just died not long ago.
"So you ran here to pick up cheap? Poor guy, you made yourself look like a beggar."
"That's what he's destined for. He works as a servant in Zongli and a beggar when he goes out. He's obviously not very strong, but he pretends to be very proud."
"Qin Ming, how do you want to die? Die standing up or kneeling down. It may be more uncomfortable to die standing up, but it can give you a lot of joy when you die on your knees. Come on, talk about how to die, we are easy to talk to."
The hunting group approached scatteredly. The hunting these days has been very hard and stressful, and finally came across an interesting thing, and they all planned how to enjoy it.
"Introduce myself, my name is Tang Baonan, I'm..." The chubby disciple touched his chest with a smile, and was about to introduce, Qin Ming suddenly turned around, rushed across the stream, and got into the dense forest ahead.
Everyone froze, ran away? How dare you run
"Hehe, it's interesting, chase me." The fat disciple waved his hands casually, neither in a hurry nor annoyed. The team all rushed out, yelling and starting to round up.
Qin Ming was seriously injured, but he was not as weak as they imagined. He leaned over and rushed, moving vigorously among the cluttered old trees and shrubs, and in a blink of an eye, he left behind the tracking team.
Tang Baonan and the others were surprised, they were all injured like this, and they could still run like rabbits.
"How can the prey you got run away, chase after me." Tang Baonan shouted, calling for the team to hunt at full speed.
Qin Ming didn't panic, and only picked the most chaotic woods to rush.
Once the distance is reached, stop for a while, run the Life Art, absorb the life energy between heaven and earth, recover from injuries and energy, once there is movement behind, then retreat.
After running for a while and recovering for a while, I ran for nearly two hours without knowing it. Although I was running most of the time, I finally recovered a little.
Tang Baonan and the others finally got angry, chasing Qin Ming of the 'Five Heavens', he was still half-dead, even after chasing for two hours, he felt ashamed. The key is that Qin Ming always loomed in front of them, and he was about to catch up, and then disappeared, making it more like Qin Ming was playing tricks on them.
Finally, at noon, the eight-person team was divided into four groups under Tang Baonan's order, and they acted separately, but kept a safe distance to avoid other accidents.
But by now, Qin Ming had mostly recovered, and the roles of prey and hunter were about to change.
"Damn guy, where did he go?"
"When you catch him, break his legs first!"
"He seems to be running faster and faster, and the more he runs, the happier he is."
A man and a woman climbed up a short hill cursing and looked around. They were just ahead, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Keep chasing, I want to see how long he can run."
The male disciple tugged at his collar, gritted his teeth and started running. He was about to jump off the top of the mountain when suddenly a figure flew up in front of him, like a falcon with wings spread, and rushed into the air. Two throwing knives shot at him and behind him respectively. female disciple.
"Qin Ming?" The expressions of the two of them changed slightly, and they retreated dodgedly, but the flying knives whizzed and turned, instead of a straight-line surprise attack, they slammed into their ribs from left to right, blood spattered, and screams echoed in the cave.
Qin Ming rolled to the ground, leaned over violently, appeared in front of the male disciple like lightning, and smashed his fist at his throat.
Kacha, a critical strike with a force of several thousand catties, shattered the throat on the spot, and an obvious fist mark protruded from the back of the neck.
Kill decisively, cleanly.
The male disciple was lying in the grass at the foot of the mountain, convulsing in pain, and became silent after a while.
Qin Ming glanced coldly at the female disciple, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The female disciple was shaking all over, forgetting the sharp pain in the side rib wound, forgetting to resist and scream, and just stood on the top of the mountain.
Qin Ming stood for a while, then turned around and was about to leave.
The female disciple suddenly woke up and screamed: "Qin Ming is here! Here..."
puff!
A burst of blood suddenly exploded on her chest, the female disciple was hit by a huge force, staggered back two steps, lowered her head unbelievably, a blood hole appeared in her heart, she opened her mouth, wanted to say something, came out But it wasn't the sound, but the blood. Her consciousness was spinning and she knelt heavily on the ground.
Qin Ming left without looking back, who is the prey and who is the hunter? !
Not long after, Tang Baonan and others gathered here, looking at the two corpses on the top of the mountain, their expressions became very ugly.
Did Qin Ming do this
A disciple of the sixth heaven and a disciple of the seventh heaven, there were no obvious signs of fighting at the scene, indicating that they were all killed by a few moves.
"Want to play games with me? Hehe, we'll stay with you to the end, search for me." Tang Baonan no longer smiled.
On the top of the mountain in the distance, Qin Ming stood on an old tree, grasped the flying knife tightly, and fixed his eyebrows on Tang Baonan's head.
But at this moment, a violent earthquake spread throughout the mountains, and they clearly felt the shaking of the mountain on the ground, followed by a dull loud noise from a distance, rumbling, echoing the mountains for a long time. They all looked into the distance, and a thick cloud of smoke rose into the sky, turbulent and turbulent, with a huge scale like a volcanic eruption, blowing in all directions with the violent wind.
The birds in that area were frightened and fled in all directions, chirping and covering the sky.
Qin Ming put away the flying knife and looked at it in surprise. This didn't seem to be a fighting scene. What happened