Chapter 1537

"Ah..."

Qin Ming roared, his mouth full of blood.

The whole body, is wrapped in blood, the body's muscles, there are cracks.

Even bones, they start to have broken textures.

It's a heartrending pain.

But compared with the pain in the heart, the pain on the body seems nothing.

"Bang Bang..."

Just then, in the soul space of Qin Ming, above the heart core, a dark liquid began to emit light and beat.

It's like the heart. Bang, bang, bang.

With the beat, a violent energy gushes out from it, and in an instant it passes through the spirit space, to the heart.

Berserk!

Like the awakening of the ancient fierce beast, a terrible momentum broke out on Qin Ming and swept around.

The valley above the ground.

Cangyu and others chase and kill the warriors of scorpion devil forces everywhere. No matter how strong they are, they will kill people when they see them.

One by one, the whole body is covered with blood, but they are very happy.

At this time, colorful fly to cangyu side.

"Stop."

Seeing the colorful coming, cangyu recognizes that it is Qin Ming's pet and quickly faces the disciple of Huayu sect.

Not far away, the dark wind saw cangyu stop here, he also flew over with the warrior.

They took the opportunity to kill the warriors of the scorpion devil force in order to release their emotions.

What's more, these scorpion demons and warriors should die and stay in the valley. What if there is any conspiracy?

So it is more in their interests to clean them up.

If they don't clean up after they have just won the battle and wait for their morale to recover, they will not be so easy to kill.

"Gorgeous, where has Qin Ming gone?" Cangyu smiles at the colorful way.

Colorful shriveled mouth, some with a cry cavity: "master do not want me."

"He went in through that hole."

Say, multicolored finger has dried up the bottom of the blood lake.

"Go." Worried about the danger of Qin Ming, cangyu immediately wanted to take his disciples there.

"No way." Multicolor stopped: "the master said, if there is danger, you should run first, don't follow him."

Dark wind anxiously said: "there is no danger there, if Qin Ming is in danger, what to do?"

"Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Once surrounded by people, even if Qin and Ming are very strong, they will be in danger of life."

Colorful did not answer the dark wind's words, he just passed on the words, standing in the void, indifferent to look at them.

Cangyu frowned and was silent for a moment, sighed and said:

"since Qin Ming said so, it must be his reason."

"Dark wind, you don't know Qin Ming."

"Although he is young, he has a calm personality. There must be a reason for this arrangement."

"What's more, it's an underground space. With so many of us going in, it's very likely that we won't be able to form a formation at all."

"If you encounter Emperor Wu's surprise attack, you will implicate Qin Ming."

If they are in an open space, they can fight against Emperor Wu.

They can be loose, Emperor Wu can raid at will, they can only be passively slaughtered.

At this time, a violent and terrifying momentum came from the underground, sweeping through the crowd.

"What is this momentum of?" A warrior's heart beat violently and his body couldn't move. It was like an animal meeting a natural enemy.

"The momentum is terrible. How strong is the master who exudes this momentum?" It was the first time that he felt this momentum.

Even Qin Ming, as the peak of Emperor Wu, has less momentum than 10% of this momentum.

Is this from the warrior God?

But it's not.

This momentum is more like Warcraft, but also more noble than Warcraft, this feeling is very mysterious.

In the moment of momentum sweeping, Hongtao shivered all over, and sat on the ground with a black face and a knot in his tongue.

"What's the matter?" Beside Hongtao, the dark wind lifts him up.

"Blood Pulse

"What?" Dark wind didn't understand.

"My blood is forbidden, it is afraid, it is afraid!" He took a heavy breath, and Hongtao's face was full of horror.

He didn't know why it was like this, why the power of blood was completely silent.

Cangyu beside me, seeing this scene, felt thoughtful and hesitant looking at the hole of the blood lake.

……

Underground, Qin Ming's body was torn, from the flesh and blood grow a line of scales, covering the skin.

A tail grows out of the spine, twists violently and hits the ground with a thump.

Then, a pair of purple wings on his shoulder, torn muscle, was squeezed out.

"Oh..."Qin Ming's eyes were red with blood. He looked up to the sky and roared. His deafening voice reverberated in the whole underground space.

"What is this?" There was no calmness in the face of the Holy Spirit, and his face was full of horror.

Is Qin Ming a Warcraft, just like a man?

Before he could look at it carefully, Qin Ming at the bottom looked at him.

Looking at Qin Ming's Scarlet eyes, the Holy Spirit can't help but beat a cold cicada.

In his eyes, he didn't see the emotion of intelligent creatures, but saw killing, incomparable killing.

"Oh..."

It seems to have found the target, the creatures below, with a roar, with the breath of indomitable, comparable to the world, rushed towards the Holy Spirit.

"Don't be like this. It's just Emperor Wu."

The God suppressed the palpitation in his heart, and he would not admit that he was afraid of an existence that he had always looked down upon.

Take out the sword of the space ring, and the Holy Spirit stabs at Qin Ming.

This sword is as fast as lightning, with a strong and incomparable Dao. She is now the peak strength of Emperor Wu, and even faintly surpasses some peaks of Emperor Wu.

This sword is even more hateful, with full strength.

"Die!"

The fierce light rises in the eyes of the holy God, breaks through the defense of the world, and falls down, but it costs a lot.

If Yun Xiatian was not aware of the fatal danger and did not want to lose this important piece, he would not come down.

He has the strength of martial god. Although he uses the peak body of Emperor Wu, he can't give full play to his martial god's power.

But he said that the spiritual skills he used were not what people in this world could imagine.

This move looks ordinary and changeable, but its power is three times stronger than the most powerful spirit skill of heaven level.

He was confident that Qin ming could not take the blow.

Running Qin Ming seems to have completely disappeared, his eyes only kill.

Without even looking at the sword, he raised his claws and slapped him out.

This slap is not fast, but it's just good to hit the sword.

"Bang..."

The claw collided with the sword and made a loud noise.

The sword was flapped. Qin Ming's claws, which were made of bone, had a hole and blood flowed out.

"Is it possible?"

Looking at the small hole in Qin Ming's hand, the holy God exclaimed.

This attack was taken over by Qin Ming. What kind of spirit skill did he just use?

No, he didn't use psionic skills. He was more instinctive.

His physical strength had reached an appalling level when he was able to blow the blow away.

"Oh..."

Maybe it's Qin Ming who is injured and confused. With the roar, an invisible energy comes out of his mouth.

"Bang!"

Hit by this energy, the Holy Spirit in the air is blasted away like a piece of paper and falls on the wall.

"Poof..."

"Half step warrior God!"

The Holy Spirit spits out a mouthful of blood and looks at Qin Ming like a monster.