Chapter 60

Qin Ming's consciousness sank into the air sea of Dantian and tried to awaken Shura Dao.

Can try a variety of ways, Shura knives are quietly suspended there, there is no response.

"How much do you know about Shura Dao?" Qin Ming tried to communicate with the remnant soul again.

"You don't want to know who your old man is first?" the ghost didn't let Qin Mingjiu wait and responded leisurely.

"When you should know, you will know." Qin Ming was curious about the identity of the old man, but there was no need to know from the remnant soul.

"Shura Dao is his symbol and has accompanied his blood path in the first half of his life."

"I don't care who he is, and I don't care what he has done. I just think he has been with me for eight years. Don't you want to help me, put down the ancient country in advance, and now I just want to wake up the Shura Dao."

"Your current strength can't wake up Shura Dao, let alone cultivate Shura Dao."

"No way?"

The remnant soul was silent for a moment: "everything has a solution. It depends on whether you can bear the price behind it."

"Let's hear it first."

"How much pain can you bear?"

"Just don't die."

"Life is better than death?"

"I've suffered more in eight years than you think. I just want the result and don't care about the process."

Qin Mingzhen doesn't care about pain. His relatives are suffering, and 200000 people in the ancient city are suffering. If he really has a chance to rescue, he can do anything! The words of the patriarch often sounded in his ears, took out the qualifications that made him look up and give him a reason to be willing to remove the servant.

"OK! It's a bit manly. I can help you activate Shura Dao, but if you want to control its power, how much you can control depends on your own bearing capacity."

Qin Ming prepared: "come on!"

"Feel the power of Shura sword. It once made heaven and earth float blood and thousands of males surrender." the remnant soul whispered and whispered with a kind of pilgrimage piety.

Qin ordered his eyebrows to be locked and his whole mind was on alert.

Above the Dantian sea of Qi, the silent eyes opened with admiration, and a mighty spirit filled the air.

Qiang!! The violent buzzing of Shura Dao was not the previous vibration, not the previous black air, but a tremor that was so intense that it pierced the golden crack stone, crisp and strong, which aroused the Qi sea of Dantian and Qin Ming's whole body.

Qin Ming's eardrum suddenly lost his hearing, and his consciousness was shocked into a trance. The inner part of the Dantian was turbulent like rivers and seas, and the vast aura was surging. He poured out of the Dantian wildly and ran towards his whole body.

Qin ordered his whole body to spasm, blood seeping from his seven orifices, and issued a bleak, ghostly cry. "Wow..."

Shura Dao is like a black heart. It beats violently in the air sea. Every beat will blow up terrible black gas, like an endless torrent crowding the Dantian, and rushing to Qin Ming's whole body, one after another, like a runaway black torrent.

The surging black fog surged all over the body, filled with blood and bones, and stimulated the meridians. It was like countless black knives interspersed all over the body, cutting back and forth, which made people miserable. Qin Ming's endurance is very strong, but he can't help screaming at the moment. The sharp pain is not the most terrible. The terrible thing is that consciousness is spinning around like falling into endless darkness. Then the scene of consciousness suddenly changes and comes to the nightmare scene of that night.

Boundless killing battlefield, terrible disaster scenes, the earth is shaking and the sky is crying.

Hurricanes raged, torrential rains poured, the earth tore apart and spewed magma.

Thousands of creatures are fighting.

"Roar..."

A huge giant roared up into the sky and moved the sky like a giant, waving his strong arms and his whole body was flaming.

It stands on the vast battlefield of death, venting its madness, competing for supremacy and bleeding hundreds of miles.

A Golden Avenue stretches across the sky like a golden torrent, shining brightly in the world and scattering endless golden brilliance in the world. Deep in the river of light, a brave general fought against a strong enemy. It was a dragon, a golden dragon. The sound of the Dragon startled the sky and moved the mountains and rivers.

A woman in white came to the battlefield like a fairy in heaven. She looked out of place in the endless killing world, but when she waved, the mountains and rivers changed their ways, the stars and rivers turned, and a full moon spread behind her. It sent out a terrible roar and thrilled the battlefield, which made countless strong people cold. Three ferocious monsters kill out the full moon, as if coming from different space, boiling the vast power of killing, and driving to the battlefield.

"Kill!!" in front of the woman's plain fingers, her voice is exquisite and pleasant, but it contains endless Qi of killing.

The three monsters roared hoarsely and galloped wildly in mid air, as if to break the space.

In front of the battlefield, a young man stepped on the sky. He had white hair and young cheeks, but his pupils were strange, like an endless black hole. He was as surprised as lightning, and rushed to the three monsters with amazing killing power.

On the edge of the battlefield, thousands of strange people in black robes were beating drums and thunder hammers. They were all chained and dragged a ten thousand meter sarcophagus from the ground.

Roaring, the sarcophagus trembled, and it seemed that there was a world shaking demon to return to the world.

This is a world of killing. The blood stained rivers move thousands of miles.

Killing, madness, disaster, all kinds of terrorist scenes are colliding everywhere.

All this filled Qin's life consciousness, as if it really happened around him to drown him.

pain! Unspeakable pain is swallowing his soul.

Suddenly, in the depths of the battlefield, a dark light suddenly appeared, which did not seem prominent, but at the moment of appearance, it stirred endless black tide, heaven and earth... Suddenly dark... Everything was broken in a moment

Qin Mingmu woke up, half knelt on the ground, dishevelled, gasped violently, wet with sweat, and his eyes shook slightly.

The nightmare scene is so real and so illusory.

It seems that after a long time, it seems to flash away in my mind.

"This is Shura killing world!"

"If you want to cultivate Shura Dao, you must first bear the killing thoughts and madness in the Shura killing world."

"Every attempt will make your life worse than death."

"Do you... Dare to continue?"

The sound of the remnant soul awakened Qin Ming in a trance.

At this time, Yueqing Caiyi went into the dungeon to visit Qin Ming. Suddenly, he heard a sad and desperate cry in the depths of the earth. The two women's faces changed slightly. Is it Qin Ming?

"We didn't do anything!" the guardian disciples quickly waved their hands. They didn't deliberately torture Qin except for limiting his food.

"If there is something wrong with Qin's life, I'll ask for you!" Caiyi scolded and followed Yueqing to the bottom of the ground.

The guardian disciples wanted to stop it. After all, the dungeon expressly stipulates that no one can visit during confinement, but... Who dares to stop Yueqing?

The place where Qin Ming was detained was five floors underground. He was the only one in the spacious cage.

It was dark, damp and full of stench. Two torches hung by the door to hold up the shaking light and shadow.

When they came down, Qin Ming was half kneeling there, looking embarrassed and terrible, trying to control the sharp pain of consciousness and body.

"What's the matter with you?" Yueqing and suspicion were frightened by his appearance.

Qin Ming raised his head. His eyes were full of blood. His killing intention had not subsided.

"Childe Qin! You......" Caiyi covers her mouth.

Qin Ming shook his head hard and slowed down for a while. At any rate, he controlled his consciousness. After seeing the two women, he squeezed out a smile: "there was a mistake in cultivation. It's all right. It'll be fine soon."

"What are you practicing?" Yueqing felt wrong. What kind of martial arts can torture Qin Ming like this? How do you think you want to go crazy. She wanted to open the prison door, but the guards didn't follow. They didn't have the key.

"It's really all right. Practice... Um... The sword spectrum is. I'm injured by the earthquake. I'll be fine soon."

Yueqing complained bitterly: "do you have to provoke Zhang Dong? You toss yourself like this for a steward."

"I want to find a quiet place to practice. It's very suitable here." Qin Ming tried to keep smiling.

"Are you really all right?" Caiyi looked at Qin Ming, distressed and a little afraid.

"Nothing, my life is hard." Qin life stood up and patted the weeds on his body: "Why are you here?"

Yueqing looks at Qin Ming and doesn't speak.

Qin Ming shrugged and moved his body: "it's really all right. Who hasn't had an accident in cultivation? Don't worry about me."

Yueqing was helpless to him: "I'm going out to practice with my master."

"Yes, it's time." Qin Ming took out the top-grade spirit stone from his arms and secretly said, "why not? I still have it."

Yueqing was amused by him, but she looked a little dim and hesitated for a while: "the quota of the eight tea parties has been booked."

"What? So fast?"

Yueqing did not dare to see the loss in Qin Ming's eyes: "the participating age of the eight tea parties is under the age of 18. Don't be sad and strive for the next one."

"Who are there?"

"The four Jinling disciples, TIESHANHE, Ling Xue, he xiangtian, Han Qianye, Ding Dian and Zou Yao, are the strongest among the six Pro disciples. This is the quota proposed by the patriarch, and the elders unanimously passed."

Caiyi looked at Qin Ming's face and hesitated: "Mu Cheng entered the Xuanwu realm ten days ago and is receiving special training from the elders. He will be the most promising disciple of Qingyun sect."

Yueqing comforted Qin Ming: "don't rush to break through the eight heavy days. Calm down and first lay a solid foundation for Lingwu realm. Your realm has improved too fast in the past six months. Don't worry too much about Daqingshan. My master has begun to think of ways to improve the environment there as much as possible."

Qin Ming smiled and said, "don't worry about me. This blow won't overwhelm me. You can go out to practice at ease. Don't worry about me."