Chapter 1434 Demon Soldier Shura Donghuang, Please Go to Panlong Mountain

Chapter 1434 Donghuang, please go to Mount Panlong

"Arrogant boy, you will die tragically on Panlong Mountain! I will challenge you!" A man shouted, riding a huge 'Hellfire Parrot', holding a stone stick, and savagely struck Qin Ming .

boom!

The top of the mountain crumbled, boulders flew up, and the power of a stick shook Panlong Mountain, and even smashed out a deep hole.

"Shameless, two against one?" Someone yelled, but Qin Ming was fearless, soaring into the air, covered in thunder and lightning, and quickly killed him.

"Should die!" The man roared, he is not from the top power, but he is also a big sect with a solid background and powerful strength. He swung the stone stick violently, rumbling and shaking the sky, like a hurricane whistling. The fiery parrot below him opened its mouth and spewed out a piece of white flames. The high temperature was terrifying, melting the high altitude, turning into thousands of fire birds and rushing towards it, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Qin Ming was fearless and went forward without any fear, his whole body was full of thunder and lightning riots, like thousands of thunder whips dancing wildly, vertical and horizontal hundreds of meters, looking from a distance, it looked like a strange and violent blood-colored thunder cloud, slamming into that A tide of white flames.

"Lei Peng! Overlord Fist!" Qin Ming screamed in the sky, and the rioting thunder tide suddenly gathered, turned into Lei Peng with wings spread, disturbed the sky, and went across the sky, smashing the terrible white flame tide fiercely, Lei Peng Violent and ferocious, with the power of destruction surging from inside and outside, it hit the Hellfire Parrot and was shattered on the spot. The man on his body was frightened, and narrowly avoided the thunderstorm.

Qin Ming rushed to the sky, flipped over quickly, and swept out a hurricane-like whistling qi with his right foot, hitting the man hard.

In the nick of time, the man roared ferociously, and violently struck with the stone stick in fury, creating a terrifying petrified white mist. .

There was a bang, the petrified white mist was blocked by Qin Ming's thunder and lightning, and it didn't work, but the stone stick was shattered by Qin Ming, and the remaining prestige disappeared, and it hit the man's shoulder fiercely , There was a crisp sound, and the skin was ripped apart.

The audience exclaimed, Qin Ming's body was comparable to a spiritual weapon, so hard that it was frightening.

The man screamed and fell, and before he landed, Qin Ming swooped down to kill him, punching him critically, piercing his chest and shattering his soul.

died? Died again? The corners of countless people's eyes twitched.

Qin Ming threw away the old man's body with his hands, and shouted at the battlefield: "Next!"

"Next!" Hundreds of casual cultivators from the ancient sea shouted collectively, and their emotions were so high that their blood boiled: "Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"

"kill!"

Huo Yuntian, a strong man, rushed out, threw out three giant animal skins, and turned them into three terrifying lakes of flames.

One piece is like magma, viscous and high temperature; one piece is like a blue lake, releasing a weird cold air; one piece of black flames is surging, like thousands of black feathers flying.

Three lakes stretch across the sky, forming three killing fields.

Three types of flames, three lore, control the battlefield in ever-changing ways.

The life-and-death battle at Panlong Mountain broke out in an all-round way, and it also opened up a day and night of crazy and fierce battle.

Qin Ming fought fiercely on Panlong Mountain, ascending to the sky for critical strikes, swooping down and attacking violently, killing to the point of boiling!

Whether you are a strong enemy or a beast, whether you have superb martial arts or a weapon against the sky, Qin Ming is fearless, with high fighting power, and is full of villains.

So what if there are thousands of troops? What about the Wizards of Donghuang? kill! kill kill kill!

No fear of the sky, no sense of the earth!

Qin Ming's madness and dominance set off bursts of upsurge, and also angered a large number of heavenly powerhouses, setting off round after round of onslaughts.

A lot of crazy casual cultivators took the stage to challenge, and the strong players carefully selected by the top forces also took the stage one after another. One can't kill you? That's two! Not two? That's ten! Do you want to last for eighty-eight days? You want heaven and earth to make way? Go dreaming. No one in heaven? Let you see if there is anyone in Heaven!

Panlong Mountain battled like a tide, causing a sensation and rebelling against the sky.

The energy between the heaven and the earth was completely disturbed, sometimes it rained heavily, sometimes it was frozen by cold waves, sometimes it was covered with dust, and sometimes it was muffled by thunder.

The stone forest where Panlong Mountain is located has become the focus of Shenxing Rainforest, and countless spirit monsters and raptors are watching from a distance.

Jueying has already lurked here, hiding in the mountains and paying attention to the battlefield. They watched excitedly, and when they saw the shouts, they also watched with fear.

One after another, strong men appear on the stage, and they are the strongest martial arts at the beginning, and they fight desperately at the beginning. All kinds of rare and exquisite martial arts, many rare and powerful weapons, more insidious hidden weapons, vicious soul arts, took turns to attack Qin Ming in an all-round way.

From noon to evening, from evening to late night, and after a night of chaotic fighting, it lasted until the next morning.

The second round of fighting has never stopped since the beginning, and the first and last twelve holy warriors from the eighth heaven appeared on the stage, including casual cultivators, young masters, warriors, ferocious beasts, and spirit bodies. Each showed their demeanor, each showed their means, and dedicated a wonderful, brutal and bloody wild fight.

Everyone's blood was ignited, and the anger of the powerful factions of all parties was also ignited. Can't kill? How could it be impossible to kill him! Go up, go up again!

Inside and outside the stone forest, tens of thousands of living beings gathered, collectively watching, and shouting again and again. They saw their blood boiling, but they also looked cold all over their bodies. Falling down seriously challenged their endurance. During this day and night, all the people who appeared on the stage were famous people, not to mention Lu Hui, at least everyone was not a good person, and if they dared to go up, they had confidence in themselves, and no one would die in vain.

However, one, two, three... five, six, seven... nine... ten...

Qin Ming roared into the sky, attacked fiercely, and ran away completely. Physical martial arts, Lei Dao, swordsmanship, and the inheritance of kings, four types of martial arts take over to face each other, one is tired and replaced by the other, firmly controlling the whole field, constantly killing powerful enemies, throwing them into Haitang's furnace, and tempering them into blood pills.

Haitang was anxious to make alchemy, and gave back to Qin Ming again and again.

The powerhouses from the ancient sea were completely boiling, cheering for Qin Ming and shouting for the mad battle until their throats became hoarse.

Three-eyed Zhanzu, Immortal Heavenly Palace, Monster God Beast Mountain, etc., whether it is the top power or the sects of all parties, they all felt deeply shocked, anxious and angry in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do. One by one, Qin Ming said 'there is no one in the heaven', like a loud slap, slapping everyone's faces again and again.

However, when Qin Ming beheaded the eighth person, there were finally signs of defeat. His spiritual power was completely exhausted, and his body was severely injured.

Although he kept swallowing blood pills during the period, each battle was a huge waste, and it was even more impossible for the refining furnace to refine the blood pills in a short time, and there was a gap in the continuation.

The ninth fierce battle! The two sides fought violently, the cold wave was frozen, and the mountain was trapped by ice. Qin Ming narrowly won again, but his left leg was blown to pieces.

The tenth fight! The Jinyang Clan went out to fight, sealed the world with the scorching sun, and burned Panlong Mountain with the power of the sky. Qin Ming finally counterattacked, brutally killing powerful enemies with endless violent power. But... the whole body was blown to pieces, and only one of the four wings remained.

The tenth fight!

Everyone's eyes were red, and anyone could tell that Qin Ming couldn't hold on anymore, his spiritual power was exhausted, his body was almost dilapidated, and it was a miracle to be alive.

Countless forces erupted, including the Wild Thunder Heaven and the Immortal Heavenly Palace, as well as the Three-Eyed War Clan. In the end, the Golden Wolf Clan was the first to ascend Panlong Mountain. In Wan Wan's eruption, Qin Ming was beaten until he vomited blood, and tore off his last wing in public.

The blood sprinkled on the top of the mountain is poignant and shocking!

Jueying and the others trembled when they saw that many female players covered their mouths and moistened their eyes. Watching Qin Ming being fought fiercely by the strong men in heaven, although excited, but more worried and anxious, and now... Qin Ming... can't hold on anymore!

They want to save people, but they can't do anything.

However, just when everyone thought that the Golden Wolf Clan was going to kill Qin Ming, when the atmosphere in the audience was high, and when countless powerful men from heaven rushed to the sky to collectively shout for victory.

A violent thunderstorm suddenly erupted from Qin Ming's body, intertwined into a majestic thunder bear, and smashed the members of the golden wolf clan to pieces.

"He still has spiritual power?" The audience exclaimed, and the expressions of ecstasy of the golden wolves all froze on their faces. This was not a little bit of spiritual power, but a violent thunder wave.

Thunderstorms spread, flesh and blood spilled, and the eleventh fierce battle ended!