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After the blood light left Qin Zheng's body, there was no abnormality in Qin Zheng's body.

Feeling that his body hadn't changed, Qin Zheng stretched out his hands and looked at him in disbelief.

Qin Zheng murmured: "Could it be that Qin Buyi's move is just a saber technique that looks imposing, but actually doesn't have much lethality?"

"This trick is very similar to illusion..."

Yingqian and Mr. Ling also noticed Qin Zheng's situation here, and they were very puzzled.

Yinggan said in a low voice: "Qin Buyi's trick doesn't look like an illusion. No matter how he passes through Qin Zheng's body, it doesn't have any effect."

While the two were thinking this way, Qin Zheng's body suddenly changed.

The first thing to change was Qin Zheng's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and Qin Zheng's originally golden Sea of ​​Consciousness was now blood red.

The blood red quickly erased Qin Zheng's memory.

The expression on Qin Zheng's face switched back and forth from confusion to sobriety.

"Who am I...I am Qin Zheng, Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty."

"Where is this... No, I'm running for my life now."

"What kind of magic is this? Why is my memory affected so badly?"

"Boom~!"

Qin Zhengzhihai exploded.

The sound of the sea of ​​consciousness explosion of the semi-immortal realm powerhouse can be said to resound throughout the world.

Ying Gan and Young Master Ling, who were hundreds of miles away, suddenly changed their expressions when they heard the loud noise.

Master Ling tremblingly said: "This...this is the explosion of the sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Damn it! This saber technique is too scary."

After Qin Zhengzhihai exploded, the changes in his body were not over yet.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zheng's compact skin instantly became loose, and his tall and straight figure became bent.

The clear eyes were even more cloudy.

The half-fairyland breath on his body suddenly fell down.

Mahayana...

Transcending the tribulation...

Combined environment...

Foundation building...

When Qin Zheng's cultivation base fell to the early stage of foundation establishment, there was another explosion in his body.

"Boom~!"

With this explosion, Qin Zheng's cultivation completely dropped to the Foundation Establishment Realm, becoming a mortal without any cultivation.

After losing all his cultivation, Qin Zheng instantly lost the ability to fly.

The withered body fell from the sky like dead wood.

At this time, Qin Zheng's body erupted with a strong annihilating breath.

In Yinggan and Lingzi's bet

Looking at it, Qin Zheng's body quickly turned into nothingness like a strong wind blowing sand.

In the eyes of Mr. Ling and Ying Gan, this scene is no different from a very horrifying horror movie.

Weird! Too weird!

If this happened to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm or Mahayana Realm, neither of them would be so terrified.

But this is a semi-fatal powerhouse, and a semi-fatal powerhouse basically belongs to the position above hundreds of millions of people among all the forces around the Ming Dynasty and the Great Qin Dynasty.

There are as many cultivators as the sands of the Ganges River, but there are only a few who can truly break through to the half-fairyland, just like holding a handful of sands in the Ganges River.

Such a powerful figure died in a strange way that cannot be understood at all.

A trace of fear appeared in both Yinggan and Lingzi's hearts, the fear of the power Qin Buyi held in his hands.

Yinggan took a deep look at Qin Buyi, convinced of Mr. Ling's previous speculation in his heart, and secretly said: "This Qin Buyi is indeed a disciple of one of the supreme teachings, Chanjiao, otherwise how could he have such shocking tricks!"

As for Young Master Ling, his heart is full of fear, he is now standing on the opposite side of Qin Buyi.

Qin Zheng, who was similar to him, was killed by Qin Buyi in one blow, let alone him!

Young Master Ling couldn't help thinking: "Where did the Ming Dynasty find such a freak!"

"Chanjiao, one of the supreme great teachings of the righteous way, unexpectedly cultivated such a devil who kills without blinking an eye."

"Judging from the knife in his hand, the number of creatures slaughtered is absolutely unimaginable."

Because of the fear in his heart, Qin Buyi in Master Ling's mind seemed to be covered with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him.

And Qin Buyi was standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood at this time, holding a long knife and standing still.

When young master Ling was thinking about it, the combination skill of killing life and killing swords and killing immortals came to young master Ling.

"Clang!" "Boom!"

The extremely domineering jet-black sword light slashed on the fan, making the sound of metal and iron clanging.

Then there was a loud explosion, and the pitch-black saber glow split into cracks and dispersed on the fan.

Young Master Ling watched the jet-black blade glow dissipate, and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

His current situation can be described as extremely dangerous, with Qin Buyi's pitch-black sword light before him, and then the bloody light that just killed Qin Zheng attacking him.

It's pitch black now

Dispersion means that Young Master Ling only needs to concentrate on targeting the bloody light in the rear.

Sudden!

Young Master Ling was about to recall his fan, so he stood behind him.

Where the pitch-black sword light dissipated, a dazzling annihilation light rose.

The annihilation light shines on the fan...

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The cracks on the fan surface slashed by the jet-black blade light suddenly intensified and spread to all parts of the fan surface.

In less than a breath, the fan is like a broken spider web, covered with cracks.

At the same time, the fan trembled slightly, as if it might explode at any moment.

With the radiance of annihilation light, like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel in the desert, the fan could no longer hold on.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

The fan exploded completely, and the shattered fan fragments flew towards the surroundings like cannonballs.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Young Master Ling's mouth.

This fan is what he nourished in his mind, and if the fan is destroyed, it will do a lot of harm to Young Master Ling himself.

Young Master Ling's face was pale and bloodless, and his aura kept rising and falling.

Young Master Ling urged the spiritual power in his body with all his strength to stabilize the ups and downs of the aura.

"My fan! My precious fan!" Young Master Ling said distressedly.

He has cultivated this fan for many years, and nine out of ten of his combat power needs to rely on this fan to display it.

And the materials used to refine this fan are even more precious, each of them belongs to the situation that there is a price but no market.

At this time, Young Master Ling felt a stabbing pain in his back.

In the divine sense, the blood light is already very close to Young Master Ling.

This action directly pulled Mr. Ling out of his grief. In the face of a life-and-death crisis, treasures and the like are not as important as life.

If the treasure is gone, it can be refined again, and if the life is gone, it is really gone.

Thinking of Qin Zheng's tragic death just now, Mr. Ling bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood all over his body was burned like crazy by Mr. Ling as if he didn't want money.

Master Ling's mind moved slightly, and his figure appeared hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.

As soon as he showed his figure, Young Master Ling didn't dare to delay at all, and used all his strength to teleport to the distance again.

Ying Gan looked at Mr. Ling who was running farther and farther, with a look of anxiety on his face.

It would definitely be a very headache if Master Ling ran away.