Chapter 863

"Stop, stop!" Qin Ming shouted hastily.

Lan Zhi chuckled and stopped playing, even if Qin Ming didn't tell her to stop, she would stop immediately.

Qin Ming said happily, "Indeed, your attack is at least ten times stronger!"

Unexpectedly, these stone walls, in addition to blocking the consciousness and induction, can actually strengthen the attack of the rhythm.

"Then even with a dozen Martial Venerables together, we can win the battle!" After confirming that Lan Zhi's innate supernatural powers could play a huge role in the maze, Qin Ming immediately felt confident.

If he was alone, at most he would be able to deal with a Wu Zun, but if Lan Zhi was added, her peculiar attack would definitely make the enemy lose control of his body in an instant, so he would not let him slaughter him.

He conservatively estimated the dozen or so Martial Venerables. If there were no Martial Venerables who could restrain Lan Zhi, he would destroy as many Martial Venerables as there were.

"Then we can change our strategy and find Qingtianyan and Jingshenmu first for revenge, and then find a way!" Originally, Qin Ming's plan was to find a way first to ensure the safety of the two.

But now, Lan Zhi's melodic attack makes them invincible in the maze, and they don't have to be afraid of anything at all. When they meet Yun Xiatian, they will be slaughtered with a flute. When the time comes, Qin Ming will have revenge , Complaints and complaints.

"By the way, what's the matter between you and that woman?" Lan Zhi had long noticed that something was wrong with Qin Ming, and he usually restrained his emotions very well, but when he met that woman in the restaurant, Lan Zhi, who was familiar with Qin Ming, , clearly felt a kind of hatred.

"I have a deep-rooted hatred for Yun Xiatian, and I will not be happy if I don't kill her in this life." Mentioning that woman, Qin Ming gritted his teeth.

Lan Zhi nodded slightly, and didn't ask any further questions, since Qin Ming had an enmity with that person, just kill him!

"Yun Xiatian, are you talking about that bitch Yun Xiatian?" Xiao Luo was startled when he heard the conversation between the two, and asked.

"What's the matter, do you know Yun Xiatian?" Qin Ming was a little cautious. If these two people had a friendly relationship with Yun Xiatian, the enmity between him and Yun Xiatian would be exposed, and the short-term alliance between them would also be broken.

In order not to let the witch know the hatred between them, he had no choice but to destroy the flower with his hands.

"We have a monstrous hatred with her!" Qin Wu was afraid that Qin Ming would misunderstand, so she quickly said, "There are more than a thousand people in my sect, and he led people to destroy the sect!"

"What? She brings people, who does she bring, what power does she have?" Qin Ming asked in surprise, if he remembered correctly, Yun Xiatian should not have established power now.

Because he heard from Yun Xiatian that her influence was established after she received the Qingtian Banquet.

And the Qingtian Banquet is still in this secret realm, how could she have power?

Qin Wu is Wu Zun, and there are thousands of people in the sect, so there should be quite a few Wu Zuns! Could it be that Yun Xiatian has a martial arts master, but if the martial arts master makes a move, will a martial master have a chance to escape?

Could it be that there is no Martial Saint in Yun Xiatian, but there are other Martial Masters hidden?

"She took seven black-clothed warriors and slaughtered more than a thousand people from all over the sect." Qin Wu's face was full of grief.

Xiao Luo thought of his dead relatives and sobbed softly.

"Don't be too sad, my goal this time is Yun Xiatian, I will definitely kill her, avenge you and myself!" Qin Ming looked at the sad two and comforted him.

Qin Wu and Ronaldinho were in a better mood after a while.

"How is Yun Xiatian's strength? Is there any hidden strength?" Knowing the enemy's intelligence is very important. Qin Ming saw that they were so sad, although he couldn't bear to ask, let them recall the sad things again, but he could deal with Yun Xia with greater confidence. God, I still asked.