Chapter 1438 Demon Soldier Shura, I Want to Eat Dragons

Chapter 1438: I want to eat dragons

Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, using his precious time to practice day and night, devouring the energy in the blood pill. Since the blood pills refined by Haitang are all "original flavors", they just remove all impurities and useless energy, and condense the essence of all flesh and soul, so each blood pill is not only as simple as providing blood energy and spiritual power, but also To temper the soul, the most important thing is the unique magical energy of each blood pill, which needs to be "tasted" and carefully condensed afterwards.

These different energies are the source of improving Qin Ming's strength.

Yan Wanming was carrying a giant battle ax and holding the Sky-Tearing Sword, standing proudly behind like a steel guard. While guarding the audience, he was silently tempering the Sky-Tearing Sword, erasing the imprint of Huan Langtian on it, and blending into himself The imprint of it, comprehending its mysteries. Such a treasure, if it can truly integrate into the body, it will definitely help him sprint to the desired realm of Tianwu!

It's full of anticipation! I will also swear to the death to defend the name of 'Tearing the Sky'!

Haitang stood behind it, and seized the time to adjust her energy to prepare for the next round of refining. She actually had many other elixirs, but Qin Ming refused to use them, and insisted on taking the elixirs refined from the booty he personally beheaded. This is Qin Ming's persistence, and it is also a challenge to himself. It is difficult for Haitang to understand, but he respects it.

It has been three days since the end of the second round. Although there has been no war yet, there are more people and more dangerous people. The third round of fighting is destined to be even more tragic.

Guitong sat on her shoulder, looking curiously at the chaotic and bustling stone forest, and occasionally at the man sitting cross-legged in front of him. In fact, it was born not long ago, and it has been sealed away. Its understanding of the outside world is blank, as if it is a blank sheet of paper. This time, the Battle of Panlong Mountain is the first time it has witnessed an event and met a person. It is a little trance , a little curious, was also affected invisibly.

The top of Panlong Mountain is calm and stable, like a reef under the turbulent waves, it will remain motionless no matter you are blown by the wind or waves.

The casual cultivators of Gu Hai secretly admire him. He is indeed the most dazzling rookie in Gu Hai, and he is worthy of being the undead king who has fought countless bloody battles in the Palace of Heavenly Kings. He is a gathering of heroes, clouds move in all directions, and countless legends of geniuses are eyeing him. It is admirable, but they might have been overwhelmed by the momentum and collapsed.

No matter what they thought of the Temple of Heavenly Kings and Qin Ming before, they were proud of Qin Ming and prayed for Qin Ming above the Heavenly Court and at the foot of Panlong Mountain. All the geniuses in Huang Tianting gave a loud and clear response—there is no one in Heaven? Is there no one in the ancient sea!

suddenly……

Qin Ming got up under everyone's attention, and the bloody wings vibrated violently, setting off a gust of wind and rushing straight into the sky, stopping at a height of several hundred meters, raising his finger forward, without any extra words, without any special expression, only one sentence , sonorous and forceful, with a strong fighting spirit: "Please fight!"

"Huh? Why can't he wait?"

"Hey! You are courageous, one more day counts as one day, why did you take the initiative to invite the battle?"

"This lunatic is strong enough!"

"Is this really addictive?"

"It's only been three days and three nights since the last fierce battle, and he has already recovered to his full strength? This recovery speed... is too much!"

"What day is it today?"

"From Qin Ming's first battle to now, it's the eighth day."

"Haha, I understand! Qin Ming wants to repay everyone! Aren't you all mocking me for not being able to last for eight days? Today is exactly the eighth day!"

"Hey? It's really interesting. At the beginning, I didn't seem to believe that he could live past eight days. Today is exactly the eighth day."

"Today is the eighth day, whose face are you going to slap?"

Shi Lin immediately fell into a commotion, the atmosphere was high, and he looked at Panlong Mountain excitedly.

The third round of fighting is about to begin!

Who will be there?

who will die

How long can Qin Ming last?

Can Qin Ming survive today?

Which quasi-Tiger List figure will die tragically on Panlong Mountain?

Countless speculations are stirring everyone's heart, and the more they think about it, the more excited they become. Especially those who are purely watching the show, they just want to watch the excitement, the more exciting the better!

The forces determined to fight, such as Immortal Tiangong, Huanlangtian, and Huangleitian, all maintained their rationality and did not act rashly. After the previous two rounds of fighting, they will no longer underestimate Qin Ming, whoever fights first will surely die.

They have already formulated a strategy, first of all, to consume Qin Ming's strength, use dead soldiers to fight desperately, and directly use the method of killing him to drive him into chaos, severely injured, and then send quasi-Tiger list-level powerhouses to fight against each other. Stop it!

They have been observing Qin Ming for a long time, especially after witnessing the second round of fighting. Although all the challengers were defeated, they have a new understanding of all the martial arts and secret techniques of Qin Ming, which provided them with valuable experience. Fighting can be more handy.

All parties have almost the same 'death fight' tactics, and they all send the dead first!

But who goes first?

It is not easy for them to cultivate a dead warrior of the eighth level of holy martial arts, and those who can fight on stage, and those who do not directly contribute blood pills, are all powerful dead warriors, and are the treasures of all parties. No one is willing to sacrifice in vain, it is best for others to die first.

"Whose hand did Suanni die at?" The team of Yaoshen Beast Mountain was entrenched in the high sky in the east, with dark clouds billowing and evil aura filling the sky, and a thick, dangerous and ferocious roar came from inside, echoing over the stone forest, lingering for a long time.

The demon lord Suanni of Yaoshen Beast Mountain has confirmed that its only heir died in battle. According to the news from the ghost clan, it is likely that he died at the hands of Feng Jiuge, the Immortal Tiangong, but three days ago, during the second round of fighting in Panlong Mountain At that time, some spirit beasts detected the remaining news of Suan Ni from the monster behind Qin Ming.

Therefore, a large number of ferocious beasts were dispatched from the Beast Mountain to gather in Panlong Mountain!

"Ah?" Shi Lin was in a commotion, like a tidal wave of voices. Suan Ni died? Many people first looked at the Immortal Heavenly Palace. Didn't Feng Jiuge catch her as a war beast? Why did you kill him?

"I killed it!" Qin Ming admitted indifferently.

"Ah?" The voice in the stone forest increased several times, and they looked at Qin Ming in unison. He killed Suan Ni? When did this happen! Isn't Suan Ni in Feng Jiu Singer? This lunatic did a great thing quietly!

"Take him down! I want to live! Blood sacrifice to Suanni's soul!" The dark clouds surged, the sky boiled, and the roar was deafening. A giant beast poked its head out from inside, and its eyes were as bright as two rounds of blood, which was extraordinarily frightening.

Boom!

"Revenge for my lord!" A huge beast rushed out of the clouds and landed on the top of Panlong Mountain, shaking the top of the mountain, as if it was about to crush the huge mountain. It was boiling with terrifying flames, and the rock formation under its feet began to melt, turning into magma, bubbling and bubbling.

This is a black fire dragon lizard.

It looks like a giant lizard, but it is covered with dragon scales and has a majestic dragon tail!

At first glance, it looks like a monster dragon, but in fact it is indeed a descendant of the dragon family, with half of the dragon's blood, its strength is very terrifying!

The audience exclaimed, and directly sent the Black Fire Dragon Lizard to appear on the stage? Yaoshen Beast Mountain is so courageous!

Shaxin, Cang Hanyue and other quasi-hubang-level geniuses all frowned slightly. They knew the horror of this giant beast, especially its dragon scales and dragon tail. Their strength may not be able to boast that they will win against it.

"Roar!" The Xuanhuo dragon lizard let out a deafening roar, like a dragon chant, the sound waves were rolling, mixed with terrifying high-temperature air waves, blasting towards Qin Ming like a raging wave. It is the guardian of the young lord Suanni. At the beginning, it was supposed to accompany the ghost clan, but it didn't go because of closed-door practice. As a result, it got the news of the tragic death of the young lord just after leaving the customs, and it was furious.

Qin Ming's four wings gathered together, easily blocking the roar that could shatter the soul of the town and the high temperature that could melt the rock formation. I thought I would be culled by the dead, but I didn't expect to meet such a strong opponent at the beginning. It seems that this third game is not easy to fight.

"Father! I want to eat the dragon! I want to eat that dragon!" Qin Lan suddenly shouted excitedly, her immature and clear voice was a little childlike, but the meaning in the words made countless people dumbfounded, I'm so scared, This girl has a good appetite!

Guitong pursed his ruddy mouth, hooked his little hand, and said timidly: "I...I want to eat too..."

Qin Ming Lengjun rarely showed a smile on his face: "It's not a dragon."

Qin Lan's white and tender little hand pointed hard: "It's a dragon, breathing fire! I want to eat it!"

The ghost boy flashed his big eyes and said, "It's a dragon."

"Don't imitate me." Qin Lan gave him a fierce expression.

The ghost boy flattened his mouth, and his small face was aggrieved: "No... I didn't learn..."