Chapter 730

Now, for Qin Feng, time is life. They must find the second channel or exit immediately when the blood soul and Mingquan can stop Qingming, otherwise all three of them will die here.

"No, why can't you find it? There's nothing here!" after groping for a long time, Heifeng didn't find any eyebrows. A flustered look appeared on his face. The whole person looked very worried. On the other hand, unlike Heifeng, Tianluo was still searching and groping carefully.

Although he has not found the second exit so far, Qin Feng is very sure of his idea. There can never be only one exit.

"Heifeng, don't worry, try again, there must be a second exit!" comforted Heifeng, Qin Feng continued to search. The walls here are very smooth and flat, carved with all kinds of patterns. These patterns look very exquisite and realistic. Even after years of baptism and erosion, they are still gorgeous now.

But now Qin Feng and them don't have time to watch these. They have to find the exit immediately.

Behind him, the struggle between the blood soul nether spring and the Qingming spring is still going on, and all kinds of afterwaves and ripples are scattered, and the Tao and streamer are intertwined, and finally melt away. At this time, the struggle between the blood soul nether spring and the Qingming spring has reached a white hot period, but it seems that the blood soul nether spring and the Qingming spring have the following trend.

It seems that you will lose at any time.

But Qin Feng and others were still searching fast and groping for a long time. Finally, Qin Feng still had no eyebrows at all and found nothing. So far, the so-called second exit has not been found.

"Brother Qin, did you make a wrong prediction? Up to now, we still haven't found anything. Will we just die here?" a look of panic appeared on his face. Heifeng was extremely restless. His heart was like a lake with waves. Ripples were constant and his mood was difficult to stabilize.

Although Tianluo didn't speak, he could see from the look on his face that he was on the verge of despair.

"I'm not willing to die here. We must find a way to get out of here!" wiped the sweat on my forehead, and then Heifeng turned back to the front door and held the dragon pattern knife tightly. Heifeng drank loudly, and the next knife cleaved on it. It was expected that there would be a turbulent harsh sound after the dragon pattern knife cleaved on it, The spreading ripples almost lifted the whole person of Heifeng, but fortunately, Heifeng stabilized his body in time.

Heifeng tried his best and exerted his greatest strength. However, the effect was not satisfactory. He only left a shallow knife mark on the door, which was almost the same as the previous effect. Seeing this scene, Heifeng was very upset and waved the knife again.

"I don't believe this door can be so strong all the time, I don't believe it can't be opened!" now, the black wind is going crazy. He is still chopping with a knife while talking to himself. The sound is deafening, and the sharp blade seems to light up the whole space.

These attacks are extremely powerful, not to mention tens of thousands of kilograms of huge stones. Even refined steel and iron can't resist the attack of this kind of blade. However, I don't know what the door is made of. After hitting it with the blade that can easily tear up the refined iron stone, it just leaves one trace after another, with different depths, But there is no sign of loosening or breaking.

While Heifeng continued to chop, he was slightly tired up and down. The whole person was puffing and panting, and his face was slightly red. Seeing that the stone gate in front of him was still tight and there was no sign of breaking, Heifeng was more and more restless in his heart.

The whole man sat on the ground with a look of near despair on his face.

"Well, I'm afraid we're all going to die here!"

There was a look of despair on his face. Heifeng's mood was very sad. He wanted to come to this wild ancient city to find an opportunity to break through the shackles of the realm. However, how could he expect to fall into this situation.

The more he thinks about it, the more restless he is. Heifeng's heart is about to jump out of his body. His inner hope is about to disappear. His heart is being swallowed by despair bit by bit.

"Brother Qin, my life is over!" after saying this, Heifeng weakly lowered his arm, and the dragon pattern knife in his hand crashed to the ground. Now, their real yuan has been exhausted, and now they are on the verge of such a Jedi. I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous. They will fall into the abyss and die at any time.

Although Tianluo didn't speak, his inner sadness was only much more than that of Heifeng. He was a disciple of the Tian family and the only son of Tian ruofeng, the city guarding General of yun'an. He fought north and South with his father and spilled blood on the battlefield since childhood. He thought he would die on the battlefield in the future, but he never thought that a chance to find a wild ancient city would kill him.

Up to now, the chance has not been obtained, and the life is hanging upside down. It's in danger. When I think about it, I feel a little sad and ridiculous. Then I show a painful smile on my face.

Seeing the two people like this, Qin Feng's heart is also very uncomfortable, but Qin Feng still believes in his judgment. There can't be only one exit here. There should be a second one.

"Heifeng, Tianluo, don't despair. Aren't we still alive now? Now, blood soul and Mingquan are still holding us. We'll look for it again at this time. Maybe there will be new discoveries. Don't give up the hope of survival because of despair!"

Sweep to the two, Qin Feng speaks to appease and fight the airway.

"Brother Qin, do you think we still have a chance and hope? We found it for almost an hour, but we didn't find anything in the end. This is our death road, and I don't hold any hope!" with a wry smile, Heifeng lay on his back, gasping, and his eyes covered by dark clouds were full of despair and unwilling.

Even, he had some regrets in his heart. Why did he come here and provoke the array coffin sealed Qingming? If they didn't provoke the array and coffin of the sealed Qingming, didn't let the Qingming out, just took everything on the ground and left, maybe there would be no such thing now, and they wouldn't come to the present situation.

However, there are thousands of regrets in my heart. No matter how infinite emotion, things have happened. It is a done deal and a foregone conclusion. Moreover, there is nothing in the world.

Now, the will of Heifeng and Tianluo is about to subside and disappear. It seems that they are ready to die.

With a slight sigh, Qin Feng's heart is also very poor, but in Qin Feng's opinion, in case of such a crisis, the more you want to keep a clear mind, the more you can't be controlled by the emotions in your heart, and the more you need to keep a calm heart.

As long as there is hope, even if it is only a trace, then you can't give up at will.

As the saying goes, if there is a breath, the hope will never die. If you don't reach the last moment, never be willing to despair and give up.

After seeing the black wind and Tianluo, Qin Feng continued to search for them. In the rear, the war between Qingming and bloody soul Mingquan was coming to an end. The sword roared like a beast and chopped down suddenly. Suddenly, the Mingquan knife paused slightly, then swished and fell into the bottom, and finally inserted it heavily on the ground.

The netherworld spring was still chirping slightly, just like an expert who was seriously injured. He screamed slightly, and in the air, only the blood soul and the Qingming two swords were left.

It can be said that without the addition of Mingquan, the pressure of the blood soul increases instantly. In the face of Qingming, who ranks first in the fierce sword, the blood soul is stretched and unable to resist.

Countless bloody hazes appeared on the body of the blood soul sword. In these hazes, thousands of demon demons shouted and screamed again. The blood fog ready to move almost floated towards the Qingming in front of us, trying to control the Qingming through the pressure of the blood ghost.

However, Qingming was the most fierce sword in ancient times. There was no change after being covered by the blood fog of the blood soul. I saw that the surface of the Qingming sword had been covered with a faint green awn. After being attacked by so many blood fog, it did not fall into the downwind. On the contrary, those blood fog could not get close to Qingming at all.

"Hum!" the body of the sword rotated half a circle in the middle of the air. The vibrant sound was like the roar of tigers, leopards and jackals, whizzing around in a big arc, and then hit the blood soul sword heavily from the rear. After being hit by this blow, the blood soul trembled in an instant, and then fell straight down like a falling aircraft. It was seen that the Qingming sword cut several times across the air, Several light cyan sword shadows swished to the ear and swept away.

Finally, the whole sword of the blood soul lay quietly on the ground.

"I didn't expect that you and other ants could still hold the blood soul netherworld spring. I really underestimated you! But even so, what? Now the blood soul netherworld spring has been hit hard by me, and the next is your death!" suspended in the air, the green ghost hovered back and forth, the sword body was turbulent, and the air flow was surging around, This space seems to be affected, so it becomes volatile, as if it will collapse at any time.

In the face of the lofty Qingming, the ferocious spirit and the threat of death, Heifeng Tianluo and Tianluo have not been able to resist at all. Both of them have been desperate to the extreme, and some are just disheartened.

"Qingming, it's too hasty to say the result now. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, my friends and I will not give up. What about you, the first fierce sword in ancient times?"

After saying these words in his mouth, Qin Feng has quietly run the real yuan in his body and is ready to do it at any time. At the same time, Qin Feng also derived a small idea in his heart and deliberately moved his steps to the tight stone gate.

Heifeng and Tianluo just sat on the ground without saying a word. They looked like they had lost their soul. Obviously, they didn't see Qin Feng's thoughts and actions.

"Dying, dare to talk to me like this. In that case, I'll kill you first and then kill these two people!"

After landing, the green ghost sword swished towards Qin Feng. The whole sword body was covered by a light cyan light, just like a light cyan light beam.

"Die!"

In the space, there are turbulent gusts everywhere. The black gust is like a tornado, sweeping and destroying everything around. Above, gravel falls one after another, dust rises everywhere, and the pungent smoke and dust makes people almost unable to breathe.

The speed of Qingming sword is very fast. It's fast to some extent. It's almost like a meteor, fleeting.

However, a breathing time has come to Qin Feng, and it is less than a punch away from Qin Feng. Before that, Qin Feng has used Tianmou, which has not been used for a long time. Now, with the improvement of strength, Qin Feng has completely released the potential of Tianmou.