Chapter 52 Shurazi Earthquake
Volume 1 Chapter 52 Earthquake
Qin Ming woke up the next morning. His realm was already at the seventh level, his spirit and spirit were very good, and his consciousness had grown a lot. After careful inspection, no sequelae were found.
Recalling yesterday's breakthrough, he was a little scared. Fortunately, there is an Asura sword guarding the dantian, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Seventh Heaven of Lingwu!" Qin Ming clenched his fists, and the lightning flashed happily. No matter what, it is a breakthrough, the realm is very stable, there is no obvious fluctuation, and the five high-grade spiritual effects are amazing.
The breakthrough from the sixth level to the seventh level is a major hurdle in the spiritual realm. The breakthrough is not easy. If ordinary disciples only rely on normal cultivation, it will take at least one year.
Really lucky this time.
In the afternoon, Qin Ming stared at the silver-armored back lizard during the training, and launched a fierce attack.
The stronger the strength, the more confidence he has. He is going to use this spirit monster to test his strength in the seventh heaven.
One person and one beast fought fiercely, from the dense forest into the valley, and from the valley into the nearby stream. The fierce fight lasted for nearly half an hour. Qin Ming did everything he could. , and finally subdue it.
Spirit demons 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 the scalding 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.
Seventh Heaven is indeed a level higher than Sixth Heaven's combat power. After it is completely stabilized, there should be more growth.
Qin Ming slowed down for a while, then got up and walked towards the silver-armored lizard.
There are several special bones on the back of this type 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 is the size of a fist, and if polished into a bone knife dagger, the effect should be very good.
"Find a few more spirit monsters to try." Qin Ming wiped off the Dayan ancient sword, took the bones and left. The best way to enhance combat effectiveness is to keep fighting, accumulating experience in life and death, and stimulating potential in danger. Unlike other 'orthodox' disciples, he had no one to guide and help him, so he could only walk out of his own martial arts attitude and method.
But he had just walked into the jungle and encountered a hunting party head-on.
Qin Ming was a little surprised, and the hunting team seemed to be surprised as well. Both sides were about to avoid it, but they all stopped.
"Qin Ming? Ha, Qin Ming!" The hunting team was surprised and even more 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 about why he hadn't met a few days ago, but we finally met today.
"I thought you had been hunted by another group, but you are still alive." A slightly fat disciple walked 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 so tough, he has survived until now.
Qin Ming had just fought against the silver-armored back lizard. He was covered in injuries and looked very embarrassed.
The other disciples gathered around with smiles: "I really admire that you have survived for half a month at the hunting conference. Tell your brothers, how did you survive? What to eat, what to drink, Have you slept? Hahaha."
Qin Ming slowly backed away, all the way to the side of the creek. He had just dealt with the silver armored back lizard. He was seriously injured and consumed a lot. These eight people seemed to be very strong, especially the fat man who led the team. I remember that he was standing by He Xiangtian when he was in the martial arts field. .
"Why don't you talk, have you been worried these days? Is it bad to sleep well? I'm very responsible to tell you, from today onwards, you don't have to hide anymore, you're going to...die, haha. The slightly chubby disciple was very happy, and actually allowed himself to block Qin Ming, and taking his head would not only get him the spirit grass reward from He Xiangtian, but he might also be rewarded by the master.
"What is that? Silver-armored lizard?" A disciple saw the body of the silver-armored lizard by the stream, which seemed to have just died not long ago.
"So you came here to get a bargain? Poor guy, you're acting like a beggar."
"This is his life. Zongli is a servant, and he is a beggar when he goes out. He is obviously not very strong, but he pretends to be proud."
"Qin Ming, how do you want to die? Standing to die, or kneeling to death. It may be uncomfortable to die standing, but it can give you a good time to die. Come on, talk about how to die, we can talk very well."
The hunting group approached in a scattered manner. The hunting these days were very hard and tense. Finally, an interesting thing happened, and they were all thinking about how to enjoy it.
"Self-introduction, my name is Tang Baonan, it's..." The slightly fat disciple smiled and touched his chest. Just as he was about to introduce himself, Qin Ming suddenly turned around, rushed across the stream, and got into the dense forest in front of him.
Everyone's expressions froze, and they ran away? How dare you run?
"Haha, it's interesting, chase after me." The slightly fat disciple waved his hand casually without being in a hurry or annoyance. All the team rushed out, screaming and starting a roundup.
Qin Ming was seriously injured, but he was not as weak as they thought. He leaned forward and dashed vigorously among the cluttered old trees and shrubs.
Tang Baonan and others were greatly surprised that they were injured like this, and they could still run like a rabbit.
"How can the prey you get run away, chase me." Tang Baonan shouted, calling for the team to pursue them at full speed.
Qin Ming didn't panic or panic, and chose the most chaotic woodland to rush.
Once the distance is reached, stop a little, run the life and life, absorb the life energy between the heavens and the earth, recover the injury and energy, and once there is movement behind, then withdraw.
After running for a while and recovering, I ran for nearly two hours before I knew it. Although I was running most of the time, my spirit and energy gradually recovered.
Tang Baonan and the others were finally angry. They were still half-dead after chasing Qin Ming, who was in the 'fifth layer of heaven'. Even after chasing them for two hours, they felt ashamed. The key is that Qin Ming always appeared looming in front of them, he was about to catch up, and then disappeared, it was more like Qin Ming was playing with them.
Finally, at noon, the eight-member team was divided into four groups under Tang Baonan's order and acted separately, but kept a safe distance to avoid other accidents.
But now, Qin Ming has recovered more than half, and the roles of prey and hunter are about to change.
"Damn it, where did you go?"
"When you catch him, get your legs off first!"
"He seems to run faster and faster, and the more he runs, the more fun he is."
A man and a woman scolded and climbed up the low mountain and looked around. They were clearly in front of them just now, 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 the collar, gritted his teeth and started running. He was about to jump off the top of the mountain, when a figure suddenly flew in front of him, like a falcon with wings spread out into the air, and two flying knives shot free, hitting him and behind him respectively. female disciple.
"Qin Ming?" The expressions of the two of them changed slightly, and they dodged and retreated, but the flying knives whistled and flipped, not a straight-line surprise attack.
Qin Ming fell to the ground, leaned over, and appeared in front of the male disciple like lightning, smashing his fist into his throat.
Kacha, a critical strike with a force of several thousand pounds, smashed the throat on the spot, an obvious fist mark protruded from the back of the neck, the male disciple's screaming stopped abruptly, the backward body flew off the ground, and rolled down the top of the mountain.
The killing is decisive and neat.
The male disciple was lying in the grass at the foot of the mountain, twitching in pain, and he stopped moving after a while.
Qin Ming glanced coldly at the female disciple, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The female disciple was so excited that she forgot the severe pain in the side rib wound, and forgot to resist screaming, so she just stood on the top of the mountain.
Qin Ming stood for a while, then turned to leave.
The female disciple suddenly woke up and screamed, "Qin Ming is here! Here..."
puff!
A blood flower suddenly exploded on her chest. The female disciple was hit by a huge force. She staggered back two steps, lowered her head in unbelievable way, and there was a blood hole in her heart. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. But it wasn't sound, it was 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 faces became very ugly.
Is this what Qin Ming did?
A sixth-level disciple, a seventh-level disciple, 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? Haha, we'll stay with you to the end, search for me." Tang Baonan didn't smile anymore.
On the top of the mountain in the distance, Qin Ming stood on an old tree, clenched the flying knife, and stared at Tang Baonan's head.
But at this moment, a violent movement spread across the mountains, and they clearly felt the shaking of the ground on the ground, followed by a dull loud noise from a distance, rumbling and rumbling, echoing the mountains for a long time. They all looked into the distance, and a strong smoke and dust rose into the sky, turbulently tossing, the scale was like a volcanic eruption, and it was impacted by violent winds in all directions.
In that area, flocks of birds were frightened, fled in all directions, and the twitter covered the sky and the sun.
Qin Ming put away his flying knife and looked at it in surprise. It didn't seem like a fight scene. What happened?