Chapter 3046

Peiqianmo's pupils suddenly contracted, but his head had been separated from his body. Although the soul in the body woke up quickly, it didn't wait to control the body. The fierce and thin phagocytic power in the space frenzy drowned it at this time. The terrible space crack was hit violently, and suddenly blood splashed.

Qin's body suddenly stopped, shook his hand, and the bloody sickle burst into the flying head. It was firmly fixed in the air. The death attack and blood gas impact completely crushed the consciousness inside. Almost at the same time, the space in front solidified and fixed the broken body.

The audience was silent, the needle fell, and countless eyes shook and stared at the far sky.

From the sudden disappearance of Qin's life, to the appearance behind peiqianmo, and then to the surprise assassination, the accurate assassination was only microseconds. Even Xing Anhua's "caution" was guessed to have just spread.

The brilliance in peiqianmo's eyes gradually faded down. As a famous top killer, the deputy leader of the dark saint, he hunted and killed countless strong people in his life, almost all in the case of the enemy's unprepared. Today... The same ending fell on him, and he didn't understand what was going on since he died.

"So it's balanced." Qin Ming controlled the imprisoned space to move horizontally in front of him, threw a bloody sickle and pierced the headless body, destroying the soul inside.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and countless people breathed in. Their consciousness was still a little trance, but they couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts. Qin Minggang was only ten thousand meters away. No matter how fast he was, he had to have a trace and an action. At that moment, he completely crossed the void, not simply through the space. Besides, what happened to the death sickle in his hand? Where did that come from?

Feng qingjue woke up and immediately retreated to the distance. Although peiqianmo was dead, she was still chilly and ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. If Qin Ming's just goal is himself, what are the consequences?

"Lying in the trough!!" jiuying couldn't help screaming. He didn't even react to the sudden scene.

"What an assassination!" the Lord of Lingxiao country exclaimed at the same time. It's really thanks to Qin's life that he could think of and do the assassination of the deputy leader of the dark saint. What's more amazing is that he did it. The killer in Huangwu territory was killed in one stroke. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, who would believe it and who could accept it.

Hell's three headed dog roared out of the dadizi Ding and rushed towards Feng qingjue to break the frozen atmosphere. The hell fire was raging, the dead gas was boiling, and the three heads roared wildly, which immediately drew Feng qingjue's attention to it.

Feng qingjue woke up, sacrificed the holy sword of light, and killed three dogs in hell.

"Qin Ming!!" Xing Anhua was completely furious. She never had such humiliation, let alone such anger. She took the whip and killed Qin Ming like lightning. However, she just ran wildly and stopped suddenly, because Qin Ming disappeared from her sight again.

At this time, Xing Wannian suddenly turned around. Qin life had appeared behind him. Death sickle tore the space and took his forehead.

Xing Wannian was shocked, but there was no way to avoid it. At a critical moment, his whole body was covered with glittering light spots, which were diamond like crystals, incarnated by the flesh, and even the earth secret of the Xing family. However... The sickle of the God of death is extremely sharp, which is directly melted by Qin Ming with all kinds of mysteries of the Taiyin nether world. The clang sound was crisp, and the bloody sickle broke the scalp crystal and split into the head.

Xing Wannian crazily urged the secret arts. The crystal was not only from the outside but also from the inside out. At the time of life and death, the whole head was filled with crystal and forcibly stopped more than half of the sickle that had been cut in. He turned wildly, broke the sickle and rushed to the distance. Although the bad luck of being beheaded was avoided, he was still in a cold sweat, and his whole body seemed to be electrified. Moreover... Some sickles left in his head melted quickly and turned into dead breath, spreading from his head to his whole body. Cold, evil, filled with nightmarish visions, he screamed bitterly, struggled frantically, and tried to urge the dead out.

"Ah!!" Xing Anhua went crazy to kill, and the momentum of the peak of Huangwu boiled out an amazing wave.

"Nine babies, hell dog, here you are!" Qin Ming flipped his hands quickly, and a strong sense of order was surging all over his body. When Xing Anhua killed him, his hands suddenly crashed, when there was a loud noise, the ground shook, the sky collapsed, and a huge gate opened behind him. It was like the gate of the nether world, with death boiling and chains flying in the air, Dark fire, yin and thunder are intertwined fiercely.

There was an uproar! Looking at this scene with horror!

Netherworld gate? Is that the nether gate? They once again have endless associations with the identity of Qin Ming!

Xing Anhua suddenly stopped and looked at the towering gate in front of her. It was not an entity, not a real nether gate, but that momentum made her feel strong pressure.

Qin's life suddenly disappeared. The next moment he appeared ten thousand meters behind Xing Anhua. His hands quickly turned over, black lines on his forehead appeared, and a stream of dead gas, blood gas, dark fire, darkness, etc. burst and boiled one after another. From the whole body, there was a sharp roar, such as the cry of the God of death. If ten thousand ghosts moaned, his hands suddenly expanded, and endless Yin Qi intertwined behind him, Open a towering ghost gate again.

Second... Third... Fourth... Ninth

Qin's life flickered one after another, appeared in nine different directions, and opened the nine gates of hell. Everyone can see that this is not a real ghost door, let alone an entity, but a certain dark power. However, the diffuse momentum and the displayed specifications have shocked countless people. The fast flashing figure has disappeared. The previous gold and wings have become black, evil and terrible as death.

"Who can control the nine gates of hell?"

"Who is he? Who is he!"

"How long has he been buried on samsara island? Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years? When was he born?"

The whole audience was shocked and cold. Even the nine babies who had killed Feng qingjue suddenly turned pale. They once again felt the terrible power from Qin Ming.

"Hell opens the door, all ghosts move quickly! Xing Anhua, please enter the nether world!" Qin Mingda roared. The nine hell gates rioted in a raging tide, and endless chains were violently attacked. They were tightly integrated, completely imprisoning the 10000 meters of space, drowning Qin life and Xing Anhua.

Xing Anhua seemed to be in the dark depths of the evolution of the disaster. The dark wind roared, and her strength seemed to be able to roll up 10000 tons of boulders, blowing her clothes and hunting flying. Yin thunder billows, like thousands of bead curtains hanging all over the world, containing the great energy of annihilating the soul. The chains are in the air, carrying endless ghost patterns and seals, and a large number of evil ghosts and ghosts are wrapped around them.

Looking around, the nine gates of hell stand towering, more real and heavier than before. The nine same figures stand in front of the gate of the nether world, holding a bloody sickle, with dark eyes and awe inspiring murderous spirit. They resonate with the gate of the nether world and blend with the nether space. The nine voices sound at the same time and shake the space: "it's hard to destroy my soul if I'm in the nether world!"

"I xing Anhua haven't been defeated for ten years, and I won't be defeated today." Xing Anhua roared, shook up the whip and killed Qin's life boldly. The jade hand held the whip tightly, and the consciousness blended with the whip. A low whisper spread all over the whip: "ancestors and ancestors, protect me!"