Chapter 1541

Although he was in pain, Qin Ming didn't have any fear on his face. After he roared, he looked at the holy God with murderous spirit.

He did not see the holy God drinking his blood.

The wound on the body is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Tao, as well as the source force in the Holy Spirit's attack, is removed by unknown forces and disappeared.

"Oh..."

Beating his chest, Qin Ming roared and rushed up again. His face was ferocious and his claws were raised high.

That sword, another sword stabbed on him, did not make him afraid of half, but aroused his boundless ferocity.

"Healed?"

The God frowned. What's the secret of Qin Ming.

How could his attack be cured so easily?

If you want to cure the wound left by him, in addition to high-quality pills, there is only unique blood.

Pills?

No way!

He has been staring at Qin Ming. If Qin Ming takes pills, he must know.

Blood?

It's even more impossible.

If Qin Ming had a unique and noble blood, it would not have been only a half step martial god realm now.

It's been a long time since we broke through the martial god.

That kind of blood, as long as inherited, can make the martial arts God.

For it, martial god is just the beginning

"Why is that

Shaking his head, the Holy Spirit raised his sword and was ready to attack.

It's impossible to see the fame of Qin Ming unless he is forced to ask him, or kill him, study his corpse, and see if there are any treasures in him.

Asking Qin Ming?

With Qin Ming's character, no matter how much pain he suffered, it was impossible to tell him the secret.

There is only one way.

Only kill Qin Ming and study his body carefully.

At the thought of this, the Holy Spirit did not have the thought of tormenting Qin Ming.

If Qin Ming's wound is not healed, and the wound can always bring pain to Qin Ming, then the Holy Spirit is still a little interested.

Now, Qin Ming can heal the wound, and with the secret that makes him greedy, he has no interest in tormenting Qin Ming.

He was interested in the secrets that could enhance his own strength, and even couldn't wait.

In order to kill Qin Ming, the holy God did not leave his hand. The silver sword was white, with a mysterious breath. It stabbed Qin Ming's chest and heart at a very fast speed.

"Die!"

For him, although Qin Ming's strength is good, his speed is too slow.

And I don't know how to change it.

It's easy to kill him.

Running Qin Ming, eyes have seen the shadow of the sword, stretched out his claws, trying to open the silver sword.

But his speed, simply can't compare with the Holy Spirit of mysterious source technology.

"Ka..."

The sword of the holy God pierced the scales of Qin Ming and pierced his heart.

A sword pierces the heart.

"Ha ha..."

The holy God laughs out his sword and kicks Qin Ming away.

As expected, Qin Ming couldn't avoid his all-out attack.

The hard body, to the source force, is like paper paste.

"Cough..."

Want to howl, but eventually out of the throat, is a violent cough.

He's bleeding from his heart.

"Oh..."

In the end, Qin Ming roared, his heart stopped blood and was recovering.

"What? How could it be? "

The Holy Spirit was stunned to see that the heart was not dead, but could make such a loud sound.

"Will Qin Ming really become a Warcraft?"

"No, it's the original beast."

"It's impossible for Warcraft to survive being pierced in the heart."