Chapter 1010

Qin Ming and the ghost of funerary sea took these hostages from funerary island and tortured each of them about their identity soon after. They didn't know everything, at least they knew about it. Among the 60 people, this young man is the most common, but the most valuable! Also from the mouths of these hostages, Qin Ming learned about the alchemist and the youth's precious.

"Yao Wenwu, don't get excited. Let's have something to say." Qin Ming called out Dayan ancient sword, threw a sword flower in his hand and fell lightly on the boy's neck.

The young man is very ordinary. He also has an ordinary name "Yangshan", but he is born with fire and has a strong talent for alchemy. He was found on a remote island by zhutiandian ten years ago. He swallowed his saliva hard and sweated cold. The blade of the ancient sword was very close to his neck, as if it might fall at any time. The heavy cold air made his body tremble uncontrollably. Since he was very sensible, he was taken to the burial island. He lived on that remote and dark island. He was boring and calm and kept aloof from the world. He really hadn't experienced such a terrible scene. His brain was blank and didn't know what to do.

Yao Wenwu's eyebrows twisted into pimples. He was most afraid of an accident. Unexpectedly, there was an accident. He personally came forward to negotiate with Qin Ming. If he hadn't started, "Yangshan" would die first. Let alone return to the son of heaven. It's lucky if the Blackstone hall doesn't turn him into a war slave. "Qin Ming, don't be too happy. Do you really think you can threaten us with a few hostages? You're pushing yourself to a dead end."

"Let half of the people go first. You let me go. When I'm safe, I'll let the other half go. My request is so simple. If I can't meet this, it's a big deal to die with them. It's worth holding 60 people on my back before I die." Qin Ming was relaxed and nervous all the time. So far, the buried sea Vatican dragon has no response, and those holy warriors have no response. They are calm and strange. Will they easily compromise? No way! Negotiating with these people is like trying to hide from the tiger. A slight mistake may be doomed. If you can't escape, you're lucky. If you can't escape, you have to be ready to fight to the death.

The ghost of the buried sea also felt the pressure. His attention kept sweeping over the two buried sea Vatican lizards and the holy weapons on their backs. These people are too powerful. If there is no accident, the largest buried sea Vatican lizard is the patriarch of tianwu territory, and there may be tianwu among the more than a dozen holy weapons on its back! These people are powerful and have more secrets. If they reveal any flaws, they may be killed in an instant.

Hostages are their only weapon now. Whether they can break out of the siege depends on how to use them.

The four heavenly guards looked at the sky, and cold light flashed from the bottom of their eyes‘ 'Yangshan' must not die, and other hostages can't have an accident. They sent so many people, it's impossible for Qin's life to be threatened.

Tianwei tiefutu lightly reminded Yao Wenwu: "give you half a column of incense time to negotiate."

He means the other three Tianwei. Yao Wenwu is the son of heaven after all. He is also the son of heaven in the holy martial arts realm. He is likely to join Tianwei in the future. He can't be blamed for the burial of God Island, so give him some time to show that if Banzhu Xiangnei persuades Qin to save the hostages, this credit is enough to make Heishi hall change its mind and Yao Wenwu can return to the son of heaven. But if there is no result in Banzhu incense, they can only say regret. They will personally take Qin's life. They may take some risks, but as long as the time is right, it is not difficult to kill Qin's life and take hostages. After all, they are tianwu. Shengwu can be regarded as mole ants, and tianwu can also be regarded as a lamb.

Yao Wenwu gritted his teeth and said, "let Yangshan go first. I'll call 30 names. As long as you check that you're not hurt, you can leave. We won't chase you for three days and three nights."

"Can I trust you?" Qin Ming slowly scratched the sword in his hand on the neck of Yangshan. With the weak constitution of Yangshan, even if Qin Ming just loosened his hand, the sharp Dayan ancient sword can make him head different.

"Don't push an inch. This is your only chance and my biggest concession."

Qin Ming thought for a moment: "roll call."

Yao Wenwu was so excited that he couldn't say 30 names at once. They were all the most valued talents of the Presbyterian court, or those with a particularly delicate status. He saved these 30 people first, and then took Yangshan away. Finally, he was able to explain to the Presbyterian court. Then you can let go and take Qin's life by tough means. How many other hostages can be saved.

"Now, let people go!" Yao Wenwu stood in the front and quietly made gestures with the holy warriors behind. Once Qin ordered people to be released, you can do it directly.

"Are these thirty people sure?"

"Sure! Let go!"

Qin Ming smiled strangely: "OK! I'll detain these 30 people and Yangshan first, and then release them when I'm safe. Do you want the other 29 now? Or do I step back for a kilometer and throw them to you?"

"Qin Ming! Are you kidding me?" Yao Wenwu was furious.

"I'm not fooling you, but you're so stupid. Don't stay in Zhutian hall to shut up if you have nothing to do. You'll grow faster if you experience more." Qin Ming sneered and finally determined who is the most precious to Zhutian hall. This fool, do you really think others are fools? Qin Ming made a gesture with the buried sea ghost. The buried sea ghost threw out the first four named by Yao Wenwu. Three men and one woman are the most valued talents of the Zhutian hall, second only to the talent of the son of heaven. The Golden Lion held two heads high, grabbed one in one mouth, buried the sea ghost with the other hand, and Qin Ming held one in his left hand. They are full of powerful holy power, which can kill the hostages in their hands at any time.

"Qin Ming, really think I can't cure you?" Yao Wenwu was so angry that he wanted to be strangled by heaven.

"That's enough!" a powerful general pressed Yao Wenwu, and his right hand slowly clenched. The crunchy sound and powerful breath locked Qin's life. "We don't have time to dally with you. Let people go immediately. You can get out."

"I can still..." Yao Wenwu just wanted to insist, but was pushed back by his cold eyes.

This is a powerful general, the peak of holy martial arts, holding a black gold heavy hammer, stepping into the air, like stepping on an invisible step, walking step by step to Qin Ming's place, with a strong momentum like an ocean against the sky.

Yao Wenwu looks gloomy. Damn it, I can do it! He was worried and couldn't take Qin's life. What did he use to negotiate with the principal elders in the Blackstone hall?

The four heavenly guards ignored him and were disappointed! Yao Wenwu really lacks talent and ability! I wanted to give half a column of incense time, but... Forget it.

Qin Ming and the ghost buried in the sea were impacted by the fierce momentum and retreated continuously. Even the whole body's spiritual shield was violently fluctuated, like a flame under the strong wind, suddenly bright and dark, and it was about to go out.

Qin Ming burst out, "kill!"

The golden lion's right head roared stiffly, his fangs closed and clicked. He bit the young man in his mouth, and his blood splashed.

The fierce general's eyes were cold and blasted into the sky. With a heavy hammer in his hand, he blew at Qin's life and buried the ghost of the sea. At the same time, the fine awn in Tiefu Tu's hand vibrated, and two silver needle like energy bodies suddenly took shape, locking Qin life and burying the ghost of the sea.

However

Just at the time of the upheaval, the buried sea Vatican dragon suddenly twisted its body, rolled many waves, and headed to the left front. Tianwei and the holy warriors gathered their eyebrows, noticed a strange smell, and looked in the same direction.

Qiang! There was a loud noise in the sky and the sea trembled. The general spewed blood from his mouth, retreated from the high altitude, and fell on the back of the buried sea Brahma lizard. The heavy hammer in his hand almost got out of his hand and broke the skin and flesh of his palm. He was bleeding. He looked solemn, his face was pale, and his blood was churning in his chest.

Qin Ming and the ghost of burying the sea were ready to work hard, but they were wrapped by a wonderful and bright star energy. Before they reacted, they retreated hundreds of meters with that energy and stopped on a small boat.

Qin Ming was in a trance and looked down: "Hall Lord?!"