Chapter 3726 The Feeling of Blood Boiling
"Well... Zhu Ming, I understand your thoughts, but you should be like Sun Ju. You should feel the excitement that fighting brings to you. This feeling is something you have lost for a long time. If you If you can find it again, it will be very beneficial to your practice." Qin Lang reminded Zhu Ming that Zhu Ming is also Qin Lang's disciple anyway. Since he is an entry-level disciple, Qin Lang will naturally give Zhu Ming some advice at some point. The guidance is not only to guide the cultivation of the power of law, but also the cultivation of the spiritual level. Zhu Ming is a real martial arts idiot or a pure monk. His whole heart is to improve the power of cultivation. This This is also the reason why Zhu Ming was immediately willing to worship Qin Lang as his teacher after seeing Qin Lang's methods. Zhu Ming knew that following Qin Lang's practice would give him a new understanding of the power of the law. However, Qin Lang knows that the understanding of the power of the law is important, but the cultivation of the state of mind is also essential. Only a strong state of mind can create powerful cultivation and strength.
Zhu Ming can give up everything for the sake of practice. This is naturally a state of mind for practice. However, if the path of practice is so plain and lonely, it will be a bit boring. If facing a battle, you can't even feel the excitement. , then this is not a real battle, and such a battle does not make much sense.
Zhu Ming's talent and cultivation were quite good. After being reminded by Qin Lang, Zhu Ming immediately realized that there was something missing in his cultivation. He knew what the problem was. After thinking about it for a while, he said to Qin Lang: "Master said You're right, I haven't felt the excitement of blood for a long time, but my practice requires such a baptism of blood, so I should integrate into the Nine Hells of Underworld and become a part of it - in fact, I once started from the lowest level. The monk has reached the point where he is now, but he has ignored his original state of mind. Now if he has to start from scratch, I will challenge Tianxun as a member of the Nine Hells of Underworld!"
Qin Lang clearly felt that Zhu Ming's momentum and fighting spirit had begun to increase sharply, and they were integrated with the fighting spirit of the entire Huangquan Nine Prisons. At this time, the blood in the body of any disciple of the Huangquan Nine Prisons seemed to be burning. All the same, they all started to fight against Tianxun crazily. Whether they were life thieves or Tianxu monks, they had to face the crazy desperate efforts of the disciples of the Nine Prisons of Underworld. They didn’t know why these disciples of the Nine Prisons of Underworld were acting like this. Crazy, so terrible!
Zhu Ming had already gone into the battle, and was going on a killing spree, but soon Zhu Ming was besieged by many strong people from Tianxu. Even though Zhuming was invincible, he could not face Tianxu alone. The eight masters are besieging them, so what can they do? When things got to this point, even the Lord Shang of Tianxu reminded Zhu Ming: "Zhu Ming, although you have the word 'Ming' in your name, you are ignorant of the truth and the situation. At this point, the Nine Hells of Underworld The overthrow is already imminent, if you really abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I will give you another chance for the sake of your service to Tianxun in the past!"
"Master Shang, thank you for your reminder, but I, Zhu Ming, will never be wrong, let alone make a wrong bet. Since I chose the Ninth Prison of Underworld, I will fight to the end, and I believe that the Ninth Prison of Underworld must be You can have the last laugh!" Zhu Ming responded loudly, the aura around him became more and more intense, and the pressure released by Zhu Ming became more and more powerful. Although this guy was besieged by eight masters, he became more energetic as he fought. , the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, as if he is using these people as a target for training. But in fact, the cultivation level of any of these eight Tianxuan masters is no less than that of Zhu Ming, but they are not as crazy as Zhu Ming, nor are they as desperate as Zhu Ming. With their cultivation level at this level, who is willing to follow easily? How about people go to great lengths? Everyone obviously has an almost endless lifespan, but who is willing to lose their life like this? Therefore, these eight masters all thought that Zhu Ming's desperate behavior was simply stupid. He did not leave any room for himself. If he really fell here, wouldn't it be a waste of his own cultivation?
However, Zhu Ming did not think so much. At this time, Zhu Ming's spirit had been integrated with the entire Nine Hells of Underworld. In order to arouse his own passion and spiritual will, he had combined his spiritual will with many of the Nine Hells of Underworld. The spirit and will of the disciples are integrated, and through the bodies and spirits of these disciples, one can understand the battle and the baptism of blood.
In other words, at this time, Zhu Ming is really not fighting alone. He is actually fighting with all the disciples of the Nine Prisons of Huangquan. He can feel the scenes of bloody fighting and the unyielding will of each disciple. Feel the powerful anger they erupted against those in power and superiority. This is the anger that has been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years. Now that this anger breaks out, no one or any force can stop it, even if it is Neither can the Life Stealer Organization, nor can Tianxun!
Roar! Roar~
At this time, Zhu Ming roared, and all the momentum and blood in his body burst out. His strength, which was already at its peak, suddenly increased. Then he broke the circle of eight masters around him, but Zhu Ming did not. He broke through the encirclement and escaped, but directly targeted one of them, attacked him directly, and tore one of the master's arms alive!
boom! boom! ~
At the same time, Zhu Ming also received two heavy blows from the masters around him, and blood suddenly rushed from his mouth. However, Zhu Ming acted as if nothing had happened and directly devoured one of the opponent's master's arms, and then roared: "Haha!~ I just want to eat your flesh! Let you see that the rise of the Nine Hells of Hell is unstoppable!"
The eight people around them were all changed by it. Although Zhu Ming's cultivation was not higher than theirs, and his strength was not much stronger than theirs, they did not have this kind of desperation and madness. At this time, all eight of them knew Maybe they can injure or kill Zhu Ming, but one of them will inevitably be pulled by Zhu Ming to support him, one person or several people, but the question is who among the eight people is willing to support him? The guy whose arm was broken by Zhu Ming before has withdrawn from the battle circle. On the pretext of saying that he also needs to recuperate so as not to cause trouble to his companions, in fact, he has already begun to think about quitting. At this time, he has already lost one of his arms. Arm, naturally he doesn’t want to lose his own life.