Chapter 48: Asura Son, Cut Off the Seal

Volume 1 Chapter 48: Breaking the Seal

"What are you doing?" Qin Ming pushed his hand away.

"Lend me." The boy's voice was weak and vague.

Qin Ming couldn't bear it and hesitated: "Just a while."

The young man took the Dayan ancient sword and looked at it carefully. The body of the sword was smooth and simple, and there was no trace where the shackles were cut. His eyes swayed, and silk bright light flashed in the void, his fingertips lightly touched the ancient sword, the sword body vibrated slightly, and it made a crisp sound.

"What are you going to do? This chain is..." Qin Ming was about to ask when the young man suddenly turned around, retreated into the dense forest, and left!

Qin Ming was stunned, almost scolded, and hurriedly chased after him: "Stop! You borrow or grab it!"

The young man was so fast that he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Where's the person?" Qin Ming was annoyed and anxiously looked for it. But suddenly, a sword qi burst into the sky from the dense forest in front, filling the sky straight into the sky, shining brightly, like a hurricane flying into the sky, whistling through the forest. With the violent roar, the earth trembled, as if a huge force was exploding.

The sword qi frenzy seems to destroy the hurricane, the wind waves are raging, the sword qi is in groups, and large areas of the old forest are annihilated.

Qin Ming retreated in shock, far away from the rushing air waves.

what happened?

Is this the power of the Dayan Ancient Sword? still……

Clang!

The Dayan Ancient Sword actually descended from the sky and inserted into the stone in front of him.

Qin Ming frowned, wary of the ancient sword, and wary of the forest.

The ancient sword trembled for a long time before regaining its composure, dispersing its sharp sword energy.

But the man never showed up.

Qin Ming put away the ancient sword and walked forward vigilantly. There was a ruined open space dozens of meters in front of the woodland, dust and debris scattered all over the sky, and it was foggy and could not see anything clearly.

No matter, withdraw!

This energy is too strong, and it may attract nearby strong people, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Qin Ming retreated decisively and continued to rush towards the main sacrifice mountain.

It's as if this weird thing never happened.

Besides, it has nothing to do with me.

Qin Ming climbed over a dozen high mountains and avoided many dangers. During the period, he was almost surrounded by a group of mercenaries, and finally returned to the range of the main sacrifice mountain in the afternoon of the second day.

"Qin Ming? Why are you here." A middle-aged disciple on patrol happened to bump into him, how could he come back from that direction. No, it should be how Qin Ming is still alive. It has been half a month since the hunting event started. With the efforts of He Xiangtian and others, Qin Ming should not live long, but looking at Qin Ming's appearance, not only is he looking good, but his clothes are also very clean.

"I went out to hide for a while." Qin Ming said hello and left.

The disciple suddenly realized that he was hiding, a smart guy, first avoid the edge, kill the patience of He Xiangtian and others, and then go back to action. However, this kid is really bold enough to dare to go outside the main sacrificial mountain. Qingyunzong dared to classify the main sacrificial mountain as a hunting ground, and let nearly a thousand disciples move freely because the field was cleared in advance, and the people who survived here were saved. The particularly powerful spirit demon was transferred in advance, keeping the risk factor within an acceptable range. Outside the main sacrifice mountain is a pure wild state, and the degree of danger is more than ten times higher than that inside. It is unbelievable that a little disciple of yours could hide for more than ten days unharmed.

On the afternoon that Qin Ming returned to the main sacrificial mountain, in the distant forest, a black-clothed team with masks finally found their target, the escaped teenager.

However, instead of being surprised, they were frightened and desperate.

In the cluttered mountain forest in front, a young man stood with disheveled hair, his head lowered, his hands drooping, and he looked very weak, unable to stand still. However, the people in black in front of him retreated in horror, as if seeing some monster, pale and screaming in horror.

"Where's your shackles! Where's your seal!"

"No no no! Who opened your seal!"

"Impossible! No no..."

The young man raised his head slowly, his eyes were scarlet as blood under his long messy hair.

"Your eyes... your power..."

"Do not!"

The team of men in black retreated in horror, their expressions extremely exaggerated, as if they had seen some kind of terrifying monster.

Whoosh!

The boy disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly appeared in the center of the black-clothed men's team.

At this moment, the crowd changed in horror and screamed in despair, but there was no resistance, no escape, only fear.

Because...you can't escape...

...

The main sacrifice mountain cluster is very lively now. After more than ten days of adaptation and exploration, the frantic hunting of nearly a thousand disciples has awakened many spirit monsters here, and they have also started fighting with the mercenaries who are active inside.

Every hunting event is a savage action, and it is also a game of the brave. The disciples of Qingyun Sect will release their strength and hone their actual combat ability. This kind of real fight is completely different from the duel in Zongli's martial arts field. It can improve strength and stimulate potential.

This is also the main reason why Qingyunzong holds two hunting operations every year.

"A moonshine grass?"

Qin Ming climbed up the cliff in the middle of the night, carefully picked off a delicate white jade grass, swaying in the moonlight, crystal clear. This is a low-grade spirit grass, but it belongs to a very special category of small-grade spirit grasses, and it is very effective in treating internal injuries.

"Good luck."

Qin Ming carefully packed it into the bag and continued to look for the spirit grass and spirit fruit. He doesn't want to provoke other disciples or mercenaries for the time being. He just wants more spirit grasses and fruit. If he can pick a few more mid-grade spirit grasses, this hunt will be perfect. As for He Xiangtian's group, Qin Ming didn't really take it to heart.

In the next five days, Qin Ming met a lot of experienced disciples, and he took the initiative to avoid them, so as not to have Xiangtian's eyeliner in them.

After four days, I didn't meet He Xiangtian's team, and the harvest was good.

A middle-grade spirit grass and a dozen low-grade spirit grasses were all refined by him, and the effect was good.

But if you want to find more mid-grade spirit grass, you need chance, and you have to try it in the most dangerous forest area.

Qin Ming resolutely went deeper on the fifth day.

In the afternoon, as the sun sets in the west, the forest gradually turns dark.

Qin Ming was walking and suddenly noticed a very strong hostility, haunting the jungle in front of him. He ran to the nearby top of the mountain and lurked around.

A splendid and heroic spirit demon walked towards here, as if looking for something.

This is an alien beast with a head that looks like a lion and a scaly tail, purple hair, and glittering light all over its body, like a king who patrols the territory.

"Purple Jade Lion!" Qin Ming was surprised and quickly hid it.

The strength of this spirit monster should be able to compete with the warriors of the advanced Xuanwu realm.

He didn't want to provoke such a spirit demon, so he quickly ran in the opposite direction.

But it didn't take long before I smelled a strange fragrance that permeated from the woodland in front.

The aroma is very pure!

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, as if a spiritual energy penetrated into his internal organs, which was indescribably comfortable.

"Have a baby? Good luck."

In the dense and ancient forest in front, there are a large number of very old trees, vigorous branches staggered in the air, dense and messy, obscuring the sky, as if forming a closed giant space.

It was not completely dark yet, and it was already very dark here, but in the depths of the darkness, there was actually a purple brilliance flickering.

Qin Ming approached bravely. Surrounded by many old trees, there was a small tree that was green and verdant. The whole body was jasper, like a beautiful porcelain.

The small tree is automatically without wind, as if it is shaking cheerfully. There are only a few scattered leaves on it, but there is a purple spirit fruit. At first glance, the spirit fruit looks like a grape, with five small fruits clustered together, very delicate and very small. Bursts of strange fragrance and purple light are diffused from above it, flowing in the ancient dim woodland.

"Good baby!" Qin Ming's spirit was soaring, his wickedness grew on the edge of courage, and he took a risk to approach.

The strange thing is that there are no spirit demons here?

how is this possible?

Could it be the purple jade lion guarding it? Temporarily out hunting?

good chance!

Qin Ming's thinking was very active. He rushed over with a single stride, and his speed was extremely fast. He grabbed the spiritual fruit and even plucked off the leaves. If he wasn't nervous, he really wanted to pull out the whole tree.

A cry came from the darkness. "stop!"

"Put me down!"

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

Several voices sounded, all very angry.

Qin Ming is shocked, anyone? Are there guardians? the fat is in the fire!

"Qin Ming?" A fluttering white-clothed woman stopped in front of him, and it turned out to be Yaoshan's direct disciple, Ling Xue.

"Qin Ming? You dare to snatch our things, you are so bold." The five Yaoshan disciples rushed out and scolded Qin Ming angrily.