"Qin Ming, don't make such boring resistance. It's childish." Gong Yifeng clasped the puppet's head, wrapped the curse seal on his arm, and gathered on the puppet's head. The head is not a real head. It is made up of bones and meat, but it can be used as a head for Gong Yifeng. The marks on his hands were intertwined with the spell marks on his head. The corner of his mouth was hooked and twisted to the side. It clicked, and the puppet's head was removed.
In the pit, Qin Ming screamed again, as if his neck had been torn off alive. The feeling of skin separation and bone fracture was unbearable. He lay painfully in the pit, his body twitching uncontrollably. However, Qin Ming slowly raised his head, the golden pupils in his eyes were submerged by the darkness, and black lines began to spread from his eyes to his whole body, around his neck and his arms.
Buzz!!
The death knell in the nether world burst into a huge sound tide, filled with various forces of curse, death and darkness, swept through the nether world, rushed out of Shura Dao and spread to Qin Ming, filled with those spreading black lines.
The sharp pain in the arm and neck immediately disappeared like the melting of ice and snow, clean and without any pain.
"Hoo Hoo..."
The light plumes all over the sky returned, turned into a storm and fell into the pit. The strong life force returned to Qin life and white tiger. When the light feather completely dissipated, Qin ming recovered most of his Qi and blood. He was full of vitality and energy. The white tiger's injury was basically healed and murderous.
"Dead?" Gong Yifeng held the head torn off the puppet and weighed it in his hand. Why is there suddenly no sound?
Everyone looked at each other. Did they really die?
"Just try." Gong Yifeng's right hand suddenly made a force, and the click directly pinched and burst the head.
There was no movement in the pit. It was dead. Even the statues that stood before disappeared.
"Come on! Go straight over!" the red burning Golden Dragon urged them to hurry to check.
Lengxiao motioned to a general. The man nodded, and the whole God was on guard to leave the gate of life and death and close to the giant pit.
Others are ready and ready. It's not that they are too cautious, but they have to be careful. They don't want to end up in the eight wastelands.
The general clenched a sabre and walked steadily into the pit. His divine sense had broken into it first, but he could find nothing except a mysterious force.
"Click." he stepped on a stone and looked into the pit.
Boom! A loud noise suddenly blew up in the pit, and a white light rushed out like lightning. The clear tiger roared through the sky, and the surging gas of killing and cutting was like a huge tide suddenly rising from the sky, blowing towards the general.
"White tiger?" the general is the peak state of tianwu seven times. He is powerful. He immediately raises his sword to resist the attack of the white tiger, and is ready to take the opportunity to retreat and return to the gate of life and death.
However
Click! Puff!
The white tiger smashed the sabre with one claw, and the remaining power was not reduced. He was just fierce to the extreme, and smashed his chest in an instant.
The general screamed bitterly and was shot out by the whole. He was frightened and frightened. Why is the white tiger so fierce?
The white tiger swooped and bit his head. Before he struggled, he swallowed the whole, his fangs closed and blood splashed.
The strong men in tianwu world in the gate of life and death suddenly turned pale. They subconsciously stepped back and looked at the murderous white tiger with surging energy. Their faces became dignified. They were very cautious. How could they be shot dead? Even if the white tiger was strong, it had been killed for so long and should be nearly half disabled.
"Gong Yifeng, nice to meet you!" a cold voice came out of the pit, calm and powerful, without a faint tremor.
Gong Yifeng and all of them stood in the gate of life and death, watching Qin Ming coming out of the ruins of the pit with vigilance, and vaguely had a bad feeling.
Qin Ming's whole body was dyed golden by blood and his hair was sticky, but his bare upper body could not see any wounds. His blood was strong and surrounded by thunder waves.
"It's impossible! It's impossible!" the red burning Golden Dragon roared. How could this be possible? It obviously killed Qin Ming for a long time and broke half of his body before. His arms and legs were broken to pieces. How could it be safe?
Are you dazzled?
The people in tianwu world took a breath. They just saw Qin Ming fall down covered with blood. How could they stand alive in front of them in a twinkling of an eye.
Gong Yifeng frowned slightly and noticed the black marks on Qin Ming's body covered with gold and blood, which gave him a very wonderful feeling, similar to... Threat? But not all!
People in the big chaos field looked at Qin Ming on the wandering screen. His expression was complex and strange. He recovered? They were broken like that. Did they recover in a minute or two? If it didn't really happen in front of them, they really couldn't accept it.
Is this the power of the eternal king?
If Qin's life can't be blasted into slag, can't he be resurrected indefinitely?
No wonder we can compete with heaven. This power... Is terrible.
Dan Tai Mingjing shook his head slowly, and suddenly he felt a little pity for ChiYan Jinfei.
The atmosphere in the battlefield ruins became particularly depressed. There was no other sound except the cold wind, which constantly rolled up dust and gravel, whistling and dancing.
People in the tianwu world stood in the gate of life and death and confronted Qin Ming across the air, but they didn't say a word. They didn't want to say anything, they didn't know what to say. Before, they were still murderous and full of confidence, but now they are only nervous and skeptical.
Qin Ming and Bai Hu stood by the pit and looked coldly at Gong Yifeng and others in the gate of life and death. They were powerful, blooming one by one, surging like a raging tide.
The red burning Golden Dragon thought he was dazzled. He closed his eyes for a while, slowly opened them, and looked at Qin Ming and the white tiger in front of him. Suddenly, he gave a pathetic roar, and a stream of blood poured into his throat.
impossible!
This can't be true!
They prepared for half a month and created a huge animal tide thousands of miles. They fought hard and sacrificed Titan war apes and Bauhinia unicorns. Even they almost died. In the end... Except for one Yang Fengfeng, whose life and death are unknown, there are almost no results?
Gong Yifeng slowly tightened his hand on the puppet's back, and his dark eyes stared at Qin Ming. He suddenly burst into a strong force and shattered the whole chest.
Qin Ming stood there, safe and sound, without even frowning. In his netherworld, the death knell was ringing again and again, releasing powerful power, impacting Qin Ming's body and dispelling the curse and mystery imposed on him. The profound meaning of curse comes from the way of heaven, and all kinds of profound meaning of the way of heaven come from the nine sacred mountains. It can be said that... The root of the profound meaning of curse is actually the death knell.
The source of the curse in the world is the profound meaning of the curse, and the source of the profound meaning of the curse is the death knell!
The death knell was enough for Qin's life to resist this profound meaning.
Lengxiao's face became more ugly. He looked at the puppet and Qin Ming. How could this be possible? This is the most cruel blood curse. The pain imposed on the puppet will clearly appear on the master. This method can torture the enemy in space and make him suffer all kinds of hardships until he dies of pain. It is very vicious.
As long as the blood curse can be completed, it is equivalent to completely controlling each other's life. Life and death, torture and suffering are all determined by Gong Yifeng.
But
How did it fail on Qin Ming?
I've never missed before.