Qin Ming closed himself up in the mountains for three days, practicing the ancient art of swallowing thunder and refining the profound meaning of sacrificing spirits. He attacked the boundary barriers again and again, but failed again and again. He had clearly touched the barrier, and the octagonal realm was right in front of him, but he couldn't take that key step anyway.
Qin Ming recognized that he had failed to break through the Spirit Island before. After all, it was a high-level tianwu realm, and it was very difficult to cross each step. Otherwise, how could high-level tianwu be rare and how could Huangwu realm be numbered. But now it's the ancient art of swallowing thunder, the profound meaning of sacrificing spirits, and swallowing and refining the waste thunder of 200000 waste blood thunder butterflies. Unexpectedly, it's still stuck in that key step.
Qin Ming looked at Bai Hu for a moment, smiled bitterly, and made a breakthrough in the high-level tianwu realm... It's hard!
Since his debut, all kinds of madness, all kinds of life and death, accompanied by all kinds of great opportunities, the realm is also a heavy breakthrough. Although he has felt the difficulty at some times, he has encountered such a difficult one for the first time.
However, Qin Ming sat quietly for a while and was slowly relieved. After all, it was a high-level tianwu realm. Every time he entered the heaven, he took a further step towards Huangwu. It should be difficult, and each step needed more opportunities. Thinking of this, Qin Ming can't help feeling the strength of the eternal kingcraft. The souls of the top ten kings run through the body, which can let him temporarily step into the eightfold heaven and give full play to the power of the real eightfold heaven. Go against the king's way and live up to its name.
"If we don't lose heart, we still have a chance." Qin Ming stretched his body hard, and his bones crackled. Although there was no breakthrough, his strength increased a lot, his meridians widened, the sea of Qi surged, and golden energy flowed in his muscles. With a twist of his fingertips, a black thunder sprang out, surging with violent and terrible energy, but he was clever like a snake in front of Qin Ming. The black thunder splashed fiercely. There was a small dragon like purple thunder in it. It was very quiet, but the power was stronger than all the black thunder around it.
Carefully observe the purple thunder. The blooming purple light is also surrounded by fine ancient characters, which is the shadow of the manifestation of the ancient thunder swallowing technique, giving it a purer and more powerful thunder swallowing power.
Qin Ming believes that this purple thunder can definitely break through the body of a seven strong man, whether it's a beast or a genius.
"Yang Fengfeng hasn't come back yet?" Qin Ming put away the purple thunder and explored the breath of the white tiger. He had hunted and killed 200000 wild blood thunder butterflies before, and collected tens of thousands of large and small spirit cores, all of which were given to the white tiger, including one in tianwu territory. When he closed, the white tiger was also swallowing the alchemy core, but the accumulation of all souls core did not let the supreme blood of the white tiger break through the barrier, and it was still stuck at the peak of the seventh heaven.
The white tiger shook his head, and the king's lines on his forehead gathered slightly. In the unwilling realm, there was no half loosening. A poor stranger stabilized his realm at the peak of qichongtian, and swallowed yunzizhen and wanrenxuan. Now he absorbs tens of thousands of spiritual cores. The barrier of the realm is clearly in front of him, but he still firmly suppresses it and can't take that step.
"There are plenty of prey in the wasteland battlefield, and we have a lot of opportunities." Qin Ming comforted Bai Hu, suddenly smiled and lowered his voice: "how about the companion I found for you? Do you feel it? Well, you may not understand. It's the feeling that you're hot and want to rush over."
The white tiger got together again with the king's pattern on his forehead. He glanced at Qin's life obliquely, and a clear cold hum came out from his nose.
Qin Ming walked over with a smile and grabbed the white tiger's neck: "from the aesthetic point of view of your white tiger family, is it a beautiful one? Here are just our brothers. What's embarrassing, tell me."
The white tiger moved his mouth and floated a word: "roll!"
Ha! Talk! Qin Ming almost smiled. His words are correct and round. It's quite standard! "Let's not talk about Xiao Zu's big plan for ethnic reproduction, but do you feel it? This is the only white tiger in this era. The white tigers in the Tianting era have been swallowed by the tiger emperor. The two eras add up to one. Whether you like it or not, she is the head room of your life. Of course, I hope you can see it and feel it."
The white tiger turned his head and stared at Qin's life for a while. Two words floated out: "free?"
Qin Ming pulled the hair on the tiger's head: "let me see if you blush?"
The white tiger waved Qin Ming's hand angrily and walked out of the valley.
Qin Ming slapped the white tiger's ass: "it's almost twenty! My brother was as old as you several times!"
The white tiger shook up the tiger's tail and threw it at Qin Ming. Qin Ming avoided it flexibly and said with a smile: "feelings need to be cultivated. Be gentle when you should be gentle. Don't always be stubborn. Do you still expect others to throw themselves into their arms? I can remind you, find a chance to do things quickly and enjoy your first time, otherwise Xiao Zu can't wait any day. He may really give you two medicine."
"What medicine?" Yang Fengfeng shuttled back and forth from the lush proficiency, with a faint smile on his face. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"Talk about Xiaobai's first time."
Yang Fengfeng looked at Qin Ming and white tiger, and his smile deepened: "no breakthrough! I knew that it was not so easy to cross from the seventh heaven to the eighth heaven!"
"There's still a chance. Don't worry. Where's LAN LAN?"
"Two bad news and one good news. Which do you want to hear first?"
"Let's start with bad news."
"The dragon clan has entered the wasteland battlefield. Guess who it is?"
"Fire dragon!" Qin Ming was the first to think of the fire dragon. They fought in the hundred refining beast field for 20 or 30 days and basically knew about the super war beasts there. Among them, the fire dragon left the deepest impression on Qin Ming. It also killed the sea swallowing beast and almost swept away the white tiger late.
"Yes, it's the fire dragon! There are also Jufeng dragon and Mu Qilin! With great skill in the refining beast domain, they directly sent three pure blood eight heavy days."
"Wood Kirin..." Qin Ming frowned slightly. That's really bad news. There is no doubt that the fire dragon is strong. Jufeng dragon is known as a land war beast. Its strength is fierce and terrible. It also has almost invincible defense. But the most dangerous thing is the wood Kirin, because the forest area of the wasteland battlefield accounts for 70%. All kinds of trees, flowers and plants and wood energy are very rich, which is completely the battlefield of wood Kirin. Mu Qilin's control of wood energy is comparable to that of the spirit family, and its control of the forest is even more amazing. As long as it stops in the forest, almost all the forests within a few tens of miles have become its eyes, and all the trees can become its weapons.
"If you want to fight the fire dragon, you must first pull out the nail of Mu Qilin. Otherwise, we will wait to be bound into zongzi and put on the back of Jufeng dragon to have a barbecue by the fire dragon."
"Fire dragon, wood Kirin and Jufeng dragon all get together so soon?"
"Mu Qilin has found the fire dragon now. It won't take a few days to find Jufeng dragon."
"What's the second bad news?"
"The people in the blood prison and the green prison spread a message that they and the eight treasures liulizong entered the wasteland battlefield for the purpose of water beads, and they have found them, but you took the water beads from them."
Qin Ming's golden pupil coagulated slightly and smiled: "some people really don't know what's good or bad."
"They can't get water beads, and they don't want you to get them. Now, many spirit demons in rivers, lakes and tides in the wasteland battlefield have been alerted and are looking for you everywhere. We are dangerous enough to deal with the four royal families, and we don't have so much energy to deal with these local snakes." Yang Fengfeng's tone is a little heavy. The wasteland battlefield has resources and energy similar to those in ancient times, The beasts bred are more or less with ancient blood. They are very powerful and more familiar with the environment here. Once they start joint search, it is really dangerous.
Qin Ming was silent for a moment and smiled: "trouble is trouble. Anyway, we're here to work hard, not to visit. One more trouble is not much, one less. What's the good news?"
Yang Fengfeng winked at Qin Ming: "I found Qin LAN."
"Why didn't you bring it back?"
"She found a mother for herself. She didn't care about you."
"What?"
"You are blessed to pick up a daughter-in-law for nothing, ha ha."
"What, mom, make it clear."
"Remember the Moon Fairy I said?"
Qin Ming's expression was strange: "how did Lan Lan mix with her?"
"I secretly followed for a while. In that month, fairy Chan may regard her as an elf in the wasteland battlefield. She was very happy to 'surrender' and killed a dragon Wolf for her."
"You didn't explain to her?"
"I don't dare. She's eight times heaven, and there may be huatianchi." Yang Fengfeng didn't dare to show up alone.
Qin Ming squinted at her: "after so many years, are you afraid? Are you sure it was just a flirt?"
"I touched it by the way." Yang Fengfeng grabbed his hand and seemed to be aftertaste.
Qin Ming frowned at him for a while, shook his hand and patted the white tiger on the back: "learn a little, you should have this courage!"