Chapter 1193： Gai Tian

This warrior of the Ming Demon Cult would never be able to withstand Yang Qi's attack.

He fell in a pool of blood, never staring at him, his face was full of unwillingness and regret.

"what about you?"

Yang Qi looked at the other martial artists of Ming Demon Cult.

These Ming Demon martial artists were already terrified to the extreme, and they would never have thought that Yang Qi would shoot without agreeing.

They all know that Yang Qi and his party are the strongest in Zhongyu, so how can they be opponents?

"You, if you dare to do anything to us, our Ming Demon Sect will definitely not let you go."

"Say some nonsense."

Yang Qi threw a punch.

Dozens of warriors of the Ming Demon Sect fell to the ground.

There was a boring look on Yang Qi's face.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning a random lottery."

Suddenly, the voice of the system appeared in Yang Qi's mind.

Yang Qi had a wonderful look on his face. He didn't expect to win another lottery chance at this critical moment.

Without any hesitation, he used this random lottery opportunity.

The virtual pointer began to spin around the roulette in his mind.

After ten seconds, the virtual pointer stops.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the Blood God Pill."

Looking at what he picked up, Yang Qi no longer knew what words to use to describe it.

This is simply incredible.

He actually obtained the Blood God Pill again.

"Let's cross the Ming Demon Sea."

Yang Qi said to the powerhouses in Zhongyu.

All the strong people in the middle field nodded upon hearing this.

Immediately, they prepared to cross the Mingmohai.

There are countless strange beasts in Mingmohai, and these strange beasts look terrifying.

Cang!

Yang Qi pulled out the Thousand Blades of Magic Knife from the scabbard on his back.

After the Thousand Blades of the Magic Sword was drawn out, the space began to be cut apart by the horrible light of the sword.

Huh huh!

Suddenly, Yang Qi raised the Demon Knife Thousand Blades in his hand, slashing away at the strange beast in Ming Demon Sea.

The blood inside Ming Mohai instantly churned, and it looked extremely shocked.

The strong players in the field also began to take action.

It didn't take long before they actually arrived on the island of Mingmo.

On Ming Demon Island, tens of thousands of Ming Demon martial artists looked at them coldly.

Yang Qi's face was light and windy, he was waiting.

"Unexpectedly, people in Zhongyu still have some strength."

Suddenly, a voice came into Yang Qi's ears.

Yang Qi and the experts in the Middle Domain followed the voice and looked over, and found a gray-haired old man approaching.

The old man is no one else, but the old leader of the Mingmo Sect.

When the martial artists of Mingmo Sect saw the old leader appear, they quickly saluted the old leader.

"Who is Yang Qi?"

The old leader of the Ming Demon Sect was named Gai Tian, ​​and he scanned Yang Qi and his party.

"I am Yang Qi."

Yang Qi faintly looked at Gaitian, the old leader of the Ming Demon Sect.

"It's really a young hero."

Gai Tian, ​​the old leader of the Ming Demon Sect, smiled at Yang Qi.

"Actually, to be honest, I don't want to kill someone like you. How about you join us in the Magic Cult?"

Gai Tian, ​​the old leader of the Ming Demon Sect, said to Yang Qi again.

"Don't you think what you are saying is a little too funny?"

Yang Qi faintly looked at Gaitian, the old leader of the Ming Demon Sect.

"Is it funny?"

Gai Tian, ​​the old leader of the Ming Demon Cult, smiled coldly. He naturally wouldn't find what he said funny, because if Yang Qi didn't join the Ming Demon Cult, then he would have only one fate, and that would be death.

Regarding his own strength, the old master of Mingmo Sect Gaitian has absolute confidence.