"It really doesn't need to be beaten!" Qin Ming sent down the elder of the Qixin Sect, and immediately, his body went limp and collapsed, and he fell to the ground, motionless!
Originally thought that this elder was a bit capable, but unexpectedly, the two punches were dealt with, begging for mercy, and running away, the fight was really boring.
After clapping his hands, Qin Ming put the elder's body and clothes into the space ring, and carried the elder's space equipment in his bosom.
Looking around, a fiery red magma attracted Qin Ming's attention.
On top of the magma, there is a black rock on which a crisp green spiritual plant is growing.
"King Heart Grass!" Qin Ming was overjoyed when he saw Ling Zhi.
It's really hard to find a place through broken iron shoes. It didn't take much effort to get here. I looked for him and couldn't find it. Finally, I met here.
However, to obtain it, one needs to break through a formation.
This Qixin grass is surrounded by formations. Looking at this posture, some Wu kings and martial spirits of Qixinzong are studying the formation here.
"No! It's a hard destruction formation!"
Looking at the traces left by the strong attack, Qin Ming judged. With the efforts of people like Qi Xinzong, this formation has almost been destroyed.
"No wonder the battle outside is in full swing. They haven't gone out yet, so the formation is about to be broken!"
Qin Ming turned around twice at the position of the formation, feeling overjoyed.
He has already studied formations, but it's not that he has studied them specifically, but that he has lived for too long, and low-level formations will naturally come to him.
If Qin Ming wanted to break through such an advanced formation, he had no choice but to force it.
Fortunately, this formation was almost broken by Qi Xinzong.
Therefore, Qin Ming found a weak point in the formation and tried to bombard it.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Qin Ming thought while bombarding.
The battle above would end at some point, and if he hadn't gotten the Lingzhi by the end of the battle, there would be no hope.
Qi Xinzong has more than twenty martial spirits and two martial kings, even if he wants to escape among these people, it is not easy for him, let alone snatching Lingzhi.
Although this formation was about to be broken, it seemed that the formation was too high-level. After Qin Ming blasted it for a long time, he always felt that it was almost impossible to break.
"This battle was suffocating, and it was only now that we won it. Both Martial Lords were seriously injured!"
"It's good to win. The suzerain of the Zhengqi sect is completely dead. When the two Martial Kings recover from their injuries, we will go and destroy the Zhengqi sect. By then, our Qixin sect will be even stronger."
"That's right, and with the resources obtained from this secret realm, it is estimated that there will be martial spirit breakthroughs in the sect, especially the Qixin grass, which can be exchanged for some high-level pills!"
While Qin Ming was trying to bombard, there was a faint sound coming from afar.
"Not good! They're done fighting, what should we do now?" Qin Ming panicked for a while, and suddenly his hands were empty, and Qin Ming's face showed joy.
The formation is broken!
Qin Ming quickly gathered his spirit energy, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of spirit energy swept towards Qixincao.
"Collect!" After putting the Unicorn Grass into the space ring, he hid behind the rock beside him.
I saw two Wuling elders walking towards here. When they saw the empty Lingzhi on the stone platform, their faces changed drastically.
Qin Ming took advantage of this opportunity and rushed outside.
"Who is it?" The two elders turned around quickly when they heard the movement, only to see a figure flashing past.
The two of them didn't know that someone had stolen their spiritual plant.