Chapter 2181 Prehistoric Battlefield, Seal of Ten Thousand Beasts

Chapter 2189 The Seal of Ten Thousand Beasts

A vigorous fight, from the beginning of the riot of the beast horde to the heavy curtain ending at this moment, lasted for half a day, leaving behind a hundred miles of ruins riddled with holes, and also left shocking pieces of blood and corpses. Bahuang Beast Realm launched this large-scale hunt with deliberate deliberations. As a result, except for the abyss war mastiff who escaped by chance, the rest were either killed or captured.

Leng Xiao closed the door of life and death, but stood there for a long time staring at the direction Qin Ming left. She is respected as the pride of the royal family, and one of the inheritors who are most likely to be promoted to Huangwu in the future in the Tianwu world. Who is rarely put in the eyes. But today's short contact made her feel an unprecedented pressure from Qin Ming. This feeling... only happened when she faced Diying five years ago.

"Master, what's going on?" Qiu Tianhua broke the calm and asked Gong Yifeng. Curse Profound Truth actually failed? That is the power inherited from heaven. Even if Qin Ming is the legendary Sky Slayer, at most it can only be weakened, and it is absolutely impossible to be safe and sound without any influence.

The others also looked at Gong Yifeng, cursing the mystery was one of their confidences in daring to go deep into the prehistoric battlefield to hunt Qin Ming. As long as Gong Yifeng makes a move, Qin Ming's life and death can be played with applause, no matter how many accidents there are, they can handle them. However, just after a face-to-face meeting, Gong Yifeng's secret meaning of the curse directly failed, and Leng Xiao's life and death gate had an accident, which had to be a blow to their confidence.

Moreover, Gong Yifeng is almost a god of death in the hearts of many people in the Tianwu world. It is dangerous and terrifying. Now that he suddenly lost his 'divine power', it is difficult for them to accept it.

"Qin Ming's scream at the beginning is not fake, it shows that the curse can affect him, but I don't know how to suppress it temporarily." Gong Yifeng is also calmly recalling that no one has ever been able to withstand his curse Profound meaning, it is impossible for anyone, let alone Qin Ming, Diying is impossible. Qin Ming's first two screams are definitely not fake. He has heard that painful sound for decades, and there is nothing wrong with it. But then why did he suddenly resist? Whether it crushes the head, pierces the chest, or even shatters the puppet in the end, it doesn't have even the slightest impact.

"You have many kinds of curses. The blood curse is not good, you can change to other curse marks." Leng Xiao withdrew her gaze, and a icy glint appeared in her eyes. Today is just the first contact, so it can be regarded as an understanding. The next time they face Qin Ming, they will be able to deal with it better if they have learned their lessons and are prepared.

"There are many kinds of curses, but..."

"But what?"

"It can't be used on Qin Ming anymore." Gong Yifeng is not the kind of person who is eager to advance aggressively and will be impulsive. He is very cautious in his attitude towards the mystery of the curse. He didn't know why Qin Ming was not affected by the curse, so he didn't want to waste any more energy and time trying. After all, if it fails again, there will be big troubles when encircling and suppressing Qin Ming.

"Then you mean..."

"White Tiger!"

"The white tiger has already reached the eighth heaven, and is the king of all beasts, the supreme pure-blood, are you sure to control the white tiger?" Leng Xiao didn't want to exalt her opponent, but had to admit the strength of the white tiger. In the demon clan, many pure-blooded war beasts with powerful bloodlines are almost equal to the profound power in the human race in some aspects, and the white tiger... can definitely be honored.

"Even if this white tiger comes from ten thousand years later, it is also the inheritor of the white tiger family. It has been suppressed by the curse of ten thousand beasts for ten thousand years. It will definitely have the imprint of the original curse of ten thousand beasts on its body. That curse power was jointly arranged by the entire monster clan. Yes, the power is very domineering. As long as I re-curse the beast again, it should be able to stimulate the imprint power in its blood, at least to limit its power, and at worst to kill it directly!" Gong Yifeng's eyes flashed a glint of darkness Seriously cold. If Qin Ming can't do it, he will change to the white tiger, and he can't be hanged on a tree. As long as Baihu is dead, their strength can still easily suppress Qin Ming.

"Are you confident?" Others raised their brows involuntarily. Although the White Tiger Clan was cursed, after all, this White Tiger was born ten thousand years later, and it was reborn from the blood of the entire White Tiger Clan. Does it have that mark on it? Or whether it is immune to that curse, that is really uncertain.

"Try it and you will know!" Gong Yifeng understands the power of curses better than anyone else. He can conclude that the white tiger still has that mark on its body, but it has been suppressed and immune. Awakening can definitely have a huge effect. He is absolutely sure that he can severely injure the white tiger and limit his strength, it depends on whether he can directly kill the white tiger.

"Then try! As long as Baihu is restrained, we people are enough to deal with Qin Ming." Qiu Tianhua said in a deep voice.

"Don't be dejected anymore, let's go, the face lost today will definitely be won back someday."

"Do we really need to find 10,000 kinds of spirit demons?"

"At least!" The "Wan Beast" cursed by Wan Beast is just a conceptual description. It is said that there were more than 100,000 types of spirit monsters gathered by the major royal families. Although it does not need that many, 10,000 types must be necessary. . Fortunately, the environment of the prehistoric battlefield is very ancient, and the number of surviving spirit monsters is very large, which is enough for them to prepare.

In the dense forest on the edge of the ruins, there are a large number of strong people from the human race, as well as those from the demon and monster races. They did not see the scene of Qin Ming fighting with the Eight Desolation Beast Realm, but they saw the end of the Eight Desolation Beast Realm , I also saw the confrontation between Qin Ming and the Tianwu world, and the compromise of the Tianwu world.

Qin Ming once again created a miracle. After hunting and killing the three princes of the Bailian Beast Realm, he captured the three princes of the Bahuang Beast Realm today. The four major royal families all entered the prehistoric battlefield. In less than a month, the two major monster royal families were completely annihilated, and a large human royal family sadly compromised.

Before that, everyone may have thought that Qin Ming would definitely die, it depends on how much he can toss and how many powerful royals he can kill, but at this moment, everyone's previous firm thoughts are now shaken, They even started to worry about the teams of No Return and Tianwu Realm.

If... If it is true, Qin Ming can massacre all the elites of the four great imperial families on the prehistoric battlefield, what a terrifying record, and what a huge sensation it will cause?

Fan Yang was in the crowd, but his heart couldn't help twitching, looking forward to Qin Ming's death again and again, thinking that Qin Ming must die again and again, but that bastard was still alive and getting stronger and stronger. So strong that he feels a heavy pressure when he thinks about it now, and he doesn't even have the urge to challenge.

Fairy Yuechan stared at the vast ruins of the battlefield, stretching for hundreds of miles, filled with various residual energies, constantly forming various stray lights or shock waves, and the aftermath remained undiminished. She never thought that Qin Ming would persist for so long, let alone that he could create such a miracle.

"Qin Ming... Qin Ming..."

"Could it be that you can really go that far like the God of War?"

"But what about that step? He has fallen down, how long can you stand?"

"Heaven-killing God of War, the hall venerable back then did not hesitate to abandon the Shaoyang Hall, and they would all depend on each other to the death."

Fairy Yuechan murmured softly, her eyes drooping slightly, and she walked into the ancient rainforest silently.

An old man was sitting on a branch of a tree with a small bird on his shoulder, and he was also looking at the ruined battlefield shrouded in dark clouds in front of him. In fact, they came earlier, earlier than those from the Tianwu world. It can be said that they have witnessed most of the process, but they have not made a move, but watched silently.

Xiaoque whispered: "I can't feel the breath of the undead phoenix anymore."

The old man stood up from the tree branch and straightened his clothes slightly: "Before Baili Jinyu disappeared, someone saw it fighting Qin Ming."