Chapter 622 Runaway in the Ancient Sea, Savage Entanglement

Chapter 622 Savage Coil

Qin Ming's ferocious expression froze slightly, what's wrong? Is there toxicity? At the very beginning, he crushed all the Tibetan grasses of the baby soul and scattered them in the air. However, after waiting for a stick of incense, there was no effect. The Flower Burial Witch Master didn't even show any discomfort. He thought that poison would not work on Shengwu, so he stopped thinking about it. However, after dragging on for so long, it finally broke out? Looking at the appearance of the Flower Burial Witch Lord, it seems that he was deeply poisoned and seriously injured.

"Wow..." The Flower Burial Witch claimed to vomit blood, his consciousness was spinning and crumbling.

Qin Ming opened his mouth slightly, the effect of the baby soul's hidden grass is so terrible? Can even a high-level saint weapon be poisoned? who cares! withdraw! Qin Ming endured the severe pain, spread his wings and flew into the air, fleeing the forest.

The Flower Burial Witch Master clutched her chest hard, forcibly suppressing the churning blood in her body. How could this be? Is Tai Chi Furnace so overbearing?

Why didn't it reach this level before?

Wait, it doesn't seem like the furnace is being damaged, but...

poison?

I've been poisoned?

At first, I felt uncomfortable. But because he has been tortured by the Tai Chi furnace for the past few days, he has suffered all kinds of pain, and he didn't pay much attention to the strange feeling of weakness just now. She became vigilant several times, and subconsciously thought of Tai Chi Furnace, thinking that it was causing trouble.

Could it be that Qin Ming poisoned me?

Poisoning, Tai Chi Furnace, the two interacted?

"Damn it..." The Flower Burial Witch supported the tree trunk to stand up.

A golden light descended from the sky and landed in front of her.

"Qin Ming?" The Flower Burial Witch's eyes turned cold.

"Major Witch, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Qin Ming asked in surprise, but slapped the Flower Burial Witch with his right hand.

The Flower Burial Witch subconsciously wanted to dodge, but became unconscious, and raised his hand, but didn't grab it. With a crisp slap, Qin Ming's slap slapped her hard on the face.

The Flower Burial Witch Master failed to stand still and fell to the side. The veil fluttered down, revealing that extremely beautiful face, her phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, making her more poignant.

"It's so... so cool!" Qin Ming turned on the spot, swayed his left foot on the ground, and raised his right leg horizontally. Gathering tens of thousands of catties of strength, he turned to the waist of the Flower Burial Witch. There was a muffled sound, and the delicate body of the Flower Burial Witch Lord who hadn't collapsed trembled violently, and was turned round by life. Qin Ming took advantage of the situation and pushed out a palm, which landed on the abdomen of the Flower Burial Witch. A moment before the confrontation, he suddenly clenched his fist, turned it hard, and blasted into her abdomen like a jackhammer.

The flower burial witch flew out sideways, knocking down three big trees in a row, forced his feet to stabilize, blood spurted out again, and almost half knelt on the ground.

"Didn't you expect it? Does poisoning feel good?" Qin Ming ran for more than ten steps, stood up from the ground, and slammed his right foot against the jade-like delicate chin of the Flower Burial Witch.

The qi and blood in the body of the Flower Burial Witch were in severe pain, and her spiritual power was uncontrollably dissipated and out of control, and her consciousness was blurred. With only a weak sense of crisis, he reluctantly raised his hand to intercept.

Snapped!

The crisp sound was like thunder, and Qin Ming's explosive power was concentrated on this kick.

The right hand of the Burial Flower Witch was bounced violently, the phalanges were shattered, the skin was ripped apart, the palm of the hand was impacted by a huge force, and the body was forcibly pulled up.

Qin Ming grabbed the Flower Burial Witch Lord by the throat and yelled, "Bitch, this is called retribution!"

The flower burial witch master forcibly exercised his kung fu, regained consciousness a little, and turned sideways in a matter of seconds.

result……

Qin Ming grabbed her, didn't grab her by the throat, grabbed her collar, followed that violent force, stabbed her, and tore off his upper body clothes. The snow-white fragrant shoulders are as silky as silk, and the fiery red dress wraps the tall and plump body with subtle arcs, all of which form a strong visual impact.

A slight chill on the chest and shoulders made the Flower Burial Witch's consciousness suddenly clear.

"It's well maintained, and it's quite warped." Qin Ming threw off the silk in his hand, somersaulted in the air, and swept his feet one after another, towards the body of the Flower Burial Witch.

Little Turtle was lying inside, and suddenly heard something was wrong with the sound outside, so he hurriedly leaned on his collar and poked his head out, hiss... so white... so tender... so plump... You bastard, you can do this Recruited.

"Unforgivable!" The flower burial witch yelled angrily, and the monstrous holy power burst out of his body, impacting nearly a thousand meters of space in an instant.

The air waves were full of rage and fury, countless big trees rose from the ground, a large number of boulders flew across the sky, and thick dust whizzed and turned over. Qin Ming was the first to bear the brunt, flying hundreds of meters as if being submerged by continuous tsunamis. He was already covered in injuries, and this charge almost killed him, as if his whole body was about to be torn apart.

"puff……"

The Flower Burial Witch Master spewed blood again, staggering half-kneeling on the ground. The toxicity is fierce, stimulating the Tai Chi furnace, boiling heat waves from the inside out, as if to burn her to ashes. Her delicate body was trembling slightly, her face was covered with cold sweat, and her internal organs were throbbing with pain.

"Crack..."

There was a crisp sound from the dust cloud nearby, which was the sound of trampling on a branch.

The Burial Flower Witch suddenly turned his head, and a figure covered in blood staggered out of the mist.

"Can the grass hidden in the baby soul poison Shengwu to death? Hehe... no, I seem to understand, it must have left something in your body after thousands of years." Qin Ming staggered, swaying, his clothes It was in tatters and was covered in golden blood, but it had a ferocious expression and a terrifying appearance, like a raging lion staring at its prey.

"No matter how serious the injury is, it's not your turn to be presumptuous in front of me." The bloody eyes of the Flower Burial Witch's eyes suddenly appeared, and all the surrounding petals rose up and gathered here.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Flower Burial Witch. Before the petals gathered around her, he hugged her forcefully and tore her to the side.

Hoo hoo hoo, the petals roared towards Qin Ming, but Qin Ming hugged the flower burial witch tightly and rolled violently on the ground. If Qin Ming was killed, he would also seriously injure the flower burial witch , especially since her body was boiling like a sea, and she couldn't stand serious injuries.

Just when the flower burial witch was hesitating, Qin Ming actually gave her obscene clothes to...

"Go away!"

The flower burial witch struggled violently, her icy and pure body had never been so humiliated by a man.

"If you can't kill me, I'll kill you! Come on, just come on." Qin Ming's limbs were like iron pincers entwined around the Flower Burial Witch Lord, and he threw the wheel and slammed into the ruins violently. Don't give the petals a chance to attack, and don't give her a chance to withdraw. The whole body is full of thunder and lightning, wreaking havoc with the strongest power. He screamed ferociously, like a beast, and his whole body exploded recklessly. Tens of thousands of catties of force poured into the delicate body of the Flower Burial Witch, as if trying to break her alive.

"Crunch..."

The flower burial witch vaguely heard the sound of her bones breaking, internal injuries and external forces, which made her almost go crazy. Her mood that had never been turbulent finally rippled, and she bit Qin Ming's shoulder.

Qin Ming realized that something was wrong, and forced his body around without even thinking about it. It's impossible for this woman to go crazy and bite people like other women, she must have other intentions.

Sure enough, the flower burying witch master rolled his tongue, gathered a petal, and hit Qin Ming's shoulder. If it wasn't for Qin Ming's subconscious dodge, this petal would have pierced his body cavity and pierced his internal organs. Even so, the petals were still punched out from the back, crushing two bones and bringing up large swaths of blood.

"Ah!" Qin Ming screamed, grabbed her hair with his right hand, pulled it back violently, and opened his mouth to bite her neck as white as jade.

"Hmm..." Little Turtle let out a strange cry, his eyes almost popping out. Damn, this movement, this passion, this drive, give the two of you a bed, and you can make a baby!