Chapter 526

"My life is not over, kill me? You are not qualified." Qin Ming took back his broken golden wings, with golden eyes and cold light.

"Arrogance, go! Go!" Yi Xueer urged the witches to kill him while he was ill. The more eye-catching Qin Ming's performance is, the less he can live.

"Who dares to go?" Qin ordered to sweep them coldly and kill them all over.

The witches exchanged eyes and were cruel. Go! I don't believe he can't die.

But

"Don't you dare? Let me do it." Qin Ming took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Quietly reminded the little turtle: "wake me up after ten breaths!"

"What do you want to do?" the Little Turtle was looking at the witches through their ragged clothes. After a fierce battle, their clothes were all ragged and wet with blood and sweat, showing the spring light. He was looking hard.

"Adventure!"

"Just let it go. Don't toss about any more."

"Ten breaths, you must wake me up." Qin Ming's voice was very serious.

"How surprised?" the little turtle replied casually. His head stretched out here and then moved there, looking for a suitable angle, he was very happy. This big! This white! This is tender! This shape is so cute.

"Find a way to be surprised."

"Remember, don't worry to die." the little turtle took aim at Yi Xueer's skirt. The skirt was almost out of shape, and the two round long legs were dazzling white.

"Ten breath, remember! No more breath!" Qin Ming also has a killer mace, which is his last life-saving skill, but it is in fatal danger.

"Wordy."

Qin Ming's expression suddenly became very strange. The golden light in his eyes slowly faded into deep black, and even the whites of his eyes were swallowed by black.

"Shura kill the world, open!"

"Dead soul of the silent wilderness, listen to my call and wake up!"

Qin Ming's voice was very low, but very dull, as if echoing in the dark hell.

"What does he want to do?" the witches were secretly frightened. Looking at Qin Ming's bloody appearance and the boundless white bones around him, Qin Ming was unspeakably gloomy and terrible at this moment.

Yi xue'er endured severe pain and weakness and was ready.

"Eh? How many breaths?" the little turtle suddenly muttered, squinting at Yi Xueer's two big white legs: "two! Hey, twenty breaths."

"Ha ha... Ha ha..." Qin Ming lowered his head and gave a gloomy sneer. He floated in the cold sea of bones, which made people creepy. The witches retreated again and again, opening a safe distance of more than 100 meters.

"Be careful." Yi Xueer forgot the pain and weakness and concentrated on alert.

Qin Ming's whole body took up bursts of black gas. The golden light and lightning were dim in front of the black gas and gradually swallowed up. The black air swirled and churned violently, like thick python, winding Qin life, sometimes breaking into the body and sometimes rising in the air.

More and more black air flooded Qin's life and danced to the sky, intertwined and surging. The momentum began to be huge, the black gas began to spray thin, the scene began to be evil, but the surrounding temperature fell again and again. In a trance, a strange shadow was about to take shape.

The murderous spirit is swirling and gloomy, which brings great oppression to everyone.

"What's that?" the people watching the war have gathered hundreds of meters forward to watch the ending closely. I didn't expect to see such a strange scene just near.

In the air sea world! The black fog has completely shrouded the sky. It is as boundless as a black ocean. The black fog is surprisingly quiet, but it is filled with towering killing power. The thunder toads in the sea of air dare not provoke. Instead of releasing the thunder tide to provoke, they seem to fall into a deep sleep.

In the Shura killing world, in a desolate mire, the rain is continuous and the black water is trickling. There is no grass here. It is dead silent. Even birds and animals are not close to here. A man in a black robe hugged his shoulders, knelt in the mud, lowered his head deeply, like a silent ghost, praying and sleeping.

Who is he? He is one of the thousands of souls in Shura killing world!

Who is he? He is the first soul killer Qin Ming has mastered for many years! Qin Ming began to study Shura Dao a long time ago and tried to give full play to the power of this peerless demon soldier. After thinking about it, he paid attention to thousands of soul killers here and finally succeeded! This is his killer mace and his first use. It is not only reserved for life, but also because it is too dangerous. Once it gets out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this moment, when Qin ordered to open the Shura killing world, the killing soul woke up, and the whole body took up a faint black gas, which reminded the corners of the evil mouth and exposed the scarlet tongue.

"Hehe... Hehe..."

The deep and ferocious smile echoed in the endless wilderness, gloomy, evil and creepy.

When Qin Ming slowly looked up, the lines of Shura Dao appeared on his forehead! It's as dark as ink, weird and evil, filled with real and strong killing intention! The door of Shura's killing world opened suddenly. A strong light broke through the boundless dark cloud, hit the swamp and blew on the soul.

At this moment, Qin's life suddenly raised his head and roared ferociously. A cold murderous spirit swept through the bone sea and hit thousands of kilometers. A large number of bones were lifted up wildly and danced in the sky.

Big riot! Frightened, the heroes retreated and fled in a hurry.

Even so, the murderous spirit still makes many people cold and cold. It's not cold, but cold.

The black gas of Qin Ming's whole body boils violently and suddenly converges in the air to form a dark shadow ten meters high. His eyes are red, his tongue is drooping, his smile is ferocious, and his fangs are exposed. His whole body is churning with black gas, like a giant black robe flying.

"What kind of monster is this?" Yi xue'er said to them. The cold murderous spirit shrouded the battlefield, like countless sharp knives attacking them one after another to tear them to pieces.

Eh? The little turtle woke up, looked at Qin Ming in surprise, and finally felt something wrong.

"Kill!" Qin Ming growled with admiration.

"Kill!" the soul of the murderer roared in the sky, sharp and harsh. The killing potential was towering. The black air was rolling and violent riots, as if the space was shaking.

"Ah ah..."

In the bone sea of more than ten miles, a large number of grievances revived, and endless phantoms were awakened. Some giant animals ran wildly, some strong ones took off, some skeletons climbed out of the bone sea, some old women roared in the sky, and some sea animals hit the bone mountain.

For a moment, the bone sea rioted, and the strong nearby were scared to death.

What the hell?? Really? Shit? "Qin Ming is crazy. Let's go!"

"Get out of here!"

The people who had just approached all retreated frantically and were horrified by the grievances that woke up in all directions.

"Kill him!!" Yi Xueer screamed. Is this a ceremony? You can't let him continue.

The witches are frightened. What the hell is this? Released from Qin Ming's consciousness!

In Qin Ming's pocket, the little turtle frowned slightly, and his expression became serious. What the hell is this? What a murderous spirit.

The remnant soul woke up and was shocked. Is this... Shura killing the soul? When did he do it! Even communicated with the Shura killing world of Shura Dao? And tempered their own soul killing? Back in those days, when the Shura sword swept across the heaven, the overwhelming soul killing was like an army of hell, which made countless people want to crack their gall and regarded it as a nightmare.

However... This thing can't be used indiscriminately. If it is used well, it will play a great role. But if the summoned soul killing is much better than the controller, it will be eaten back and the master and servant will be ectopic. As a result, the soul killing occupies Qin Ming's body and Qin Ming is trapped in the Shura killing world!