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Chapter 637: Shameless

Yuna was terrified. How could he not kill? I haven't seen him so powerful the other day. She retreated in panic, and took out a large number of Lingbaos one after another, no matter what it was, injecting spiritual power and throwing it at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming released the thunder bear, striding wildly, hitting the heavenly spirit treasure, making a deafening noise, all kinds of glory energy fluttering.

The huge caverns trembled fiercely, and the cracks spread like a spider's web. Many of them fell and fell from the top of the cave.

The entire cave seemed to be collapsing at any time.

The seven generals rose up one after another, dragging heavy weapons to kill Qin Ming: "Qin Ming, your opponent is here."

"Lei Peng's secret technique!" Qin Ming spread his wings and soared into the sky, detonating the thunderbolt, bright red light illuminating the stone cave, and the torrential Lei Wei exacerbated the cracks. Lei Peng's wings are shaped, and the majesty is full of majesty. It is huge and full of fierce power. It is like the real Lei Peng, proudly present, overlooking the audience.

Yuna and others raised their heads in shock and felt the depression and threat. This is ...

"Thunderbolt suppression!"

Qin Ming's four wings vibrated, igniting Lei Chao, Lei Peng was proud, and released Thunder prison.

Yuna trembled back to their hearts. At this moment, a feeling of despair spread throughout the body, deep in weakness. They didn't know how to resist, and they were breathless with the horrible Lei Peng.

The burial witch master has gone outside, and the riots inside the cave are blowing out the stench and **** smell inside, which are continuously flowing out. The head of the funeral witch did not return, and went directly into the old Lao Lin in front. The dozen people looked strong, and Yuna's realm was higher than Qin's life, but in her eyes, they couldn't stop her from going crazy. The Qin Ming ’s life will at most be restrained for a period of time.

She wandered through the forest with a glimmer of light. She held up her slim hand and tried to feel the spiritual power. It had disappeared for more than a day. When will it reappear? If Qin Mingzhen catches up, this suit of blood can guarantee immortality, but what if Qin Ming hit her like an island? It was a shame she couldn't wash away in her life.

Bang!

The earth trembled, the mountains shook, the whole mountain behind collapsed, and the boulders rolled. The bright thunder tide rose into the sky, straight up to the top of the cloud, the thunder roared endlessly, like a huge head of Lei Peng, awakened from the buried cemetery, the fierce overbearing power shocked the people, and shocked the countless resident bird spirits Demon.

Qin Ming strangled Yuna's neck, rushed out of the ruins, waved her wings, stopped in midair, and was surrounded by billowing thunder waves.

"I was wrong ... I was wrong ..." Yuna screamed in horror, begging hard. "You can let me do anything, don't kill me ... don't ..."

Qin Ming ignored her crying, flung away, fluttered, and flew across Yuna, the sword flashed across her throat, Yuna's scream stopped abruptly, from The high altitude carried towards the collapsed mountains.

"Waste." The burial witch master looked back at the sky, never expecting that the group of people only persisted for such a short time.

found it! Qin Ming's eyes were sharp, Jin Mang flickered, and found the red shadow in the forest.

However, the surging spiritual power in the body suddenly disappeared at this time, leaving nothing left. The thunder wave boiling at high altitude quickly subsided, and the fierce Lei Peng fierce power disappeared.

"What about me?" Qin Ming frowned, but without chaos or retreat, he waved his wings and rushed to the woodland in front. The spiritual power is gone, and the power is still there. While the burial witch master has not recovered, this opportunity cannot be missed.

In the forest, the owner of the buried flower witch did not rush to leave, but held up his right hand like a white jade, and a flesh bloomed at his fingertips, like a butterfly falling, light and bright. It's spiritual power! She felt spiritual power! The whole body seemed to lift the seal, martial arts began to operate, and the meridians began to recover. The body seemed to have opened arms to the vast world, and a steady stream of spiritual power gathered toward her.

Huh! Qin Ming knocked open the canopy and landed in the woodland. He was about to attack, but was shocked by the blood at her fingertips. She ... she recovered? Even though Qin Ming was calm and calm, he was almost going to scold. What does that mean? My spiritual energy faded, she recovered? Is the Forbidden Island deliberate? At this moment, Qin Ming even suspected that the forbidden island was sane, and it was watching everything on the island.

"Qin Ming, am I going to kill you, or will I die?" The burial witch master's fingertips were light, his blood fluttered, and he danced like a butterfly, like silk and satin. Blushing and strange, is the most beautiful color in her eyes at this moment.

Qin Ming was surprised and just recovered? Still recovering for a while? The two are too far apart, and he really can't see through the burial of the flower witch master.

"Do n’t talk, do you have time to be afraid?" The burial witch master looks like an immortal independent fairy, noble, elegant, so immaculate, transcendent to all beings, enough to make many women self-defeating, she is high above her, and aloof As if no one could walk in front of her. She doesn't wear a veil, she has a crown. It is a pity that the sacred power of the force is enough to be awesome. She is indifferent as if she has no emotion, and no one dares to look directly at her.

Qin Ming's eyes flickered, and he suddenly chuckled: "You are beautiful. I am so beautiful because of your beauty. But ... you are more beautiful without clothes. I will never forget the scene on the island ... how to say ... passion ? "

"Look for death!" The eyes of the buried flower witch's eyes were cold, and the calm lake of hearts immediately waved.

Qin Ming's body was tense, his fists were pale, and he stared at the burial witch master.

At a delicate moment, time seemed to freeze.

Qin Ming is trying!

One second ... two seconds ...

The burial witch master was angry, but did not attack.

Qin Ming's feet pressing on the ground violently exploded. The strong impact force was like two heavy hammers blasting on the stone surface, fragmented and broken stones, Qin Ming's wings fluttered and his fist blasted towards the funeral flower. Witch Lord. The humiliating provocation just ended should be absolutely unforgivable to the burial witch master, but she did not attack, indicating that she could not! She is definitely just recovering her spirit!

The eyes of the burial witch's eyes suddenly became clear, what a Qin Ming, savvy enough, cunning enough! She stepped back quickly, took out a large amount of blood dan, swallowed it, and ran martial arts for rapid refining. She only needs to recover 20%, even if it is 10%, she is enough to resist Qin Ming, and a little more recovery, she can kill Qin Ming.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and quickly killed him. Vajrayana activates the power of the whole body, the blood boils, the war is soaring, one punch, the space trembles, and if it collapses, the force soaring to 90,000 hits the head of the buried flower witch with a thunder.

The burial flower witch has just recovered, she has few spiritual powers, speed, body skills, etc. She can't keep up with Qin's life, she can only resist. With a swift strike, she crossed her hands to meet the punch.

Huh! The heavy fist bombarded the blood cloak on both arms, and immediately burst into strong blood, and a strong shock.

Qin Ming seemed to have hit the sea, stirred up his vitality, and shook himself back.

But the burial witch retreat more, almost across the ground, hit the trunk behind, snorted and snorted, a blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

"This is your blood cloak?" Qin Ming's heart was settled, not as strong as in the blood pit! The golden eyes of his eyes flickered, his face was gaunt, and he rushed to the burial witch master like a beast.

"Although crazy! You can't kill me, it's you who die." The burial witch master prepared for resistance, his eyes waved, his voice cold.

"It depends on how long you can hold on." Qin Ming gritted his teeth and galloped, grabbing the cloak of the burial witch master, stabbed, forcibly tore, and flew high.

Rao was ready for the funeral witch master and was once again provoked: "Shameless!"