Chapter 2139

Qin ordered them to go around more than a dozen places in the forest, deliberately leaving some subtle traces. Finally, they crossed the space one after another and hid far away. They dare not underestimate the tracking ability of the royal families, and the death of the fire dragon is a stimulus to the eight wasteland beast domain and the other two royal families. If they combine, their situation will be more dangerous.

"How to deal with?" Yang Fengfeng looked at the three huge bodies in front of him. Even if they were dead, the surging soul power and blood gas were still entrenched and surging. Even if the spirit demon at this level is dead, the body may not rot for thousands of years. If it is obtained by people in the future, it may be inherited from bones and opportunities from flesh and blood. He really wants to absorb one and melt one of them. No matter which one, it is a tonic, which is more likely to shock him into the eightfold sky.

"One by one, how likely are we to enter the eighth heaven?" Qin Ming also looked at the body in front of him. He got the ancient art of swallowing thunder and refined the profound meaning of sacrificial spirit. He had expected to enter the eighth heaven before, but he failed. Now there are the bodies of three pure blood giants in front of him. He also wants to swallow one and have a try, but... What if he fails? What a waste.

"I... ten percent didn't..." Yang Fengfeng shook his head. Although he had been stuck at the peak of the seventh heaven for a long time, he also swallowed and refined a large number of beast spirit cores in the refining beast domain. However, swallowing one of them can enhance his strength at most, and it is basically impossible to break through the realm. Yang Fengfeng doesn't want to be selfish and can figure it out!

Qin Ming was silent for a moment and looked at the White Tiger: "give Xiaobai all the three spiritual cores! Pile up an opportunity and rush into the eight heavy sky!"

Yang Fengfeng frowned and gave it all to one? However, after thinking carefully, he nodded: "the role of the spirit demon is much larger than us. The white tiger swallowed the poor strange and tens of thousands of spirit cores of the wild blood thunder butterfly. If you come back to these three eight heavy heaven spirit cores, there is a great possibility of success!"

Fire dragon, wood Kirin and giant peak dragon are all similar to pure blood poverty Qi, and they are all at the octave heaven level. If they are forcibly stacked together for anyone, white tiger is definitely the best choice, and the possibility of success is at least 89%.

Qin Ming said, "in my current situation, I can temporarily push to the eight fold heaven with the eternal King's way. Even if I break through, my strength can be improved at most. It's better to bet that the white tiger can directly enter the eight fold heaven. These three spiritual cores... Should be feasible."

The white tiger's fundus burst out. If the three were refined, it could really succeed. But... It took so much energy and risked life and death to kill the fire dragons and give them to yourself at one time? This gift is too heavy! Even if it grew up with Qin Ming, even if Yang Fengfeng didn't care, it was unbearable. Especially in this desolate battlefield, no one is sure that they can go out alive in the end. Whoever enters the eightfold heaven has a better chance of survival.

"That's it?" Qin Ming looked at Yang Fengfeng. He could, but he was a little unfair to Yang Fengfeng.

"That's it! There will be many opportunities in the future!" Yang Fengfeng freely carried the seal of heavenly evil dragon column. Although he was really reluctant to give up, he could accept this sacrifice.

"Since you want to gamble, you have to pay enough money. Mu Qilin, Jufeng dragon and white tiger swallow all the spirit core, flesh and bone and soul. The fire dragon only uses the spirit core and dragon soul, and the bones are left for us." Qin Ming has to take care of Yang Fengfeng and Qin LAN.

"Give it all to the white tiger. We don't miss that." Yang Fengfeng shook his head.

"Stay," said the white tiger.

After some preparation, white tiger began to shut down with the expectation of Qin Ming and Yang Fengfeng. Yang Fengfeng shared the bones of the fire dragon with Qin LAN.

Although the bones of the fire dragon can't improve Yang Fengfeng's realm, they can definitely harden his body.

Qin ordered to sit outside for them and sink his consciousness into the Shura killing world. Since the death knell and the Shura killing world began to coexist smoothly, he didn't pay attention there anymore. If the skeleton Dick didn't pop up today, he wouldn't pay too much attention for a while.

The change of Shura killing world can be said to be "completely new". Although it is not as vibrant as the real world, with mountains and mountains, animals roaring and birds singing, it has basically evolved into the scene of "netherworld purgatory" in Qin Ming's mind.

The dark world is vast and boundless. The sky is made up by dark clouds. It is gloomy and cold, with dark thunder rolling and blood fog. Large ghost mountains rise and fall in the intersection of darkness and dark fire. Blood rivers are like blood vessels of the world, intertwined and spread all over the world, and some are still floating in the air. The dark fire floats between heaven and earth, interwoven with blood and darkness, forming a huge picture of extreme terror.

"When did this change?" Qin Ming's consciousness floated in the Shura killing world, overlooking the endless ghost mountains and wastelands. The blood river is eye-catching and ghostly. Some huge ghost mountains even spray towering fire. If these can be accepted, the strange flowers and plants growing in the ghost mountain Blood River really surprised Qin's life. This not only breeds life, but also symbolizes that the world system is taking shape and has begun the cycle of self reproduction.

A large number of soul bodies floated everywhere. Some began to practice alone, and some even gathered ghost soldiers in the depths of ghost mountain.

They are almost equivalent to the first undead creatures conceived at the birth of the world.

When Qin Ming paid close attention to it for the last time, he actually found this trend, but there were only a few. There was no such large-scale and obvious cultivation appearance. How long has it been? Less than half a year! This is the creation of the new territories!

Qin Ming's consciousness body immediately came to a death Canyon, which was close to the death knell, which was also the largest crack when the death knell fell. Now it is filled with death, the fire is flying, and it is also receiving the strange power of the death knell at a close distance.

This is the only place where Qin Ming placed himself in the Shura killing world. There is a wisp of obsession from Jiang Tianshuo, which has formed an outline before. This time, when Qin Ming came, the scene inside also excited and surprised Qin Ming.

A huge dark shadow is suspended in the canyon. It is majestic and powerful. Its arms are surrounded in front of its chest, its head is slightly lowered, and six huge wings are burning behind it. Dark fire patterns appear and disappear from time to time, weird and powerful.

The breath of this dark creature is very strong, like a sleeping congenital ghost ancestor.

"Good! Good! Good!" Qin Ming shouted three times, unable to hide his excitement. At that time, in the dry well of the shepherd's house, in order to achieve their action, Jiang Tianshuo resolutely blew himself up, leaving no bones. The last murmur of guilt touched him a lot, and it was also a bit of guilt in his heart.

Although this is not rebirth, it is equivalent to another form of existence.

Qin Ming's consciousness nodded slightly towards the dark shadow and withdrew from the canyon without disturbing it. Maybe one day in the future, when it has its own consciousness, Qin Ming can tell it about those things before he died and introduce them to Jiang Yanyue.

At the top of the knell, there is a "throne" shaped by white bones. The bones are pale and black. Strange forces bloom from the knell, some are released to heaven and earth, and some break into the "throne", as if they are forging a supreme throne themselves.

The second skeleton sat on the white bone throne, and the bone became dark black like black iron. The momentum was extremely gloomy, but it had a bit of dignity.

Qin's life floated in front of the throne and looked at the skeleton Dick.

The second skeleton sat on the throne and stared at Qin Ming.

One person and one skeleton looked at each other for a long time.

Qin Ming suddenly had a strange idea. If the death knell forged the throne, would the second skeleton become the Lord of the nether world it chose? In other words, the second skeleton will have the death knell in the future and will control the world!

"It's over! The nether world has collapsed for tens of thousands of years and has been reborn for hundreds of thousands of years. He found such a second goods as his master." Qin Ming whispered silently.