"It's been tricked!" Yun Xiatian stopped walking and gritted her teeth.

She had already realized that if Qin Ming could kill her, he would definitely not give up. The reason why he didn't come after her must be because he was not strong enough.

Based on the experience of the battle just now, Yun Xiatian guessed that Qin Ming would not be able to maintain a half-step Martial Saint for a long time.

"Did you think you ran away?" Yun Xiatian sneered as she took out a healing elixir and swallowed it.

Closing her eyes, there was a faint feeling in her mind, and the smile on the corner of Yun Xiatian's mouth became even brighter.

"This time, no future troubles will be left!" Yun Xiatian had already planned that if she found Qin Ming this time, she would definitely smash him into pieces and never give him another chance.

Last time, it was because she didn't want to reveal that she was a warrior of the scorpion demon force, and she didn't want to reveal the strength of a half-step warrior, so she didn't seize the opportunity and let them escape.

This time, because he wanted to get Qin Ming's secret, he tried his best to press him and gave Qin Ming time.

Yun Xiatian flitted past the trees, full of momentum, and flew towards the sensing direction in her mind. She felt that she was getting closer and closer to the target, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became brighter.

"How could it be!" The proud corner of her mouth turned into astonishment, and the feeling in Yun Xiatian's mind had disappeared.

"He is the same as himself. He can see the space of his soul at the half-step Martial Saint's strength? That's why he cleared the mark?"

When Yun Xiatian thought of this possibility, she suddenly lost her temper.

Ordinary warriors, even if they become half-step martial saints, still cannot see the space of their own souls, because even if ordinary warriors are promoted to half-step martial saints, their souls are still rankless.

The Wupin soul space means that the soul space has not yet been formed, so it cannot be seen at all. This kind of warrior can be killed with a little power of the soul, and will not leave a mark in the soul space at all.

"It seems that Qin Ming's soul space is already the same as his own, it is the original yellow grade, no! This kind of warrior has great potential, and must be killed in the cradle."

Yun Xiatian has made up her mind that Qin Ming will kill her.

If Qin Ming was allowed to become a martial saint, Huang Pin's soul must be extremely powerful. Even if she also became a martial saint, she might not necessarily be an opponent.

Now she is a half-step Martial Saint. If she doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to kill Qin Ming, when he grows into a Martial Saint, she will probably have trouble sleeping and eating.

Yun Xiatian didn't know that Qin Ming not only had a soul space, but also a prefecture-level soul space. Once he was promoted to a martial saint, he would be the best among martial saints.

After all, apart from having more spiritual power and heaven and earth power than ordinary martial saints, the most important thing is that martial saints have the power of soul, which is unmatched by warriors under martial saints.

As for the power of the soul, in addition to the quantity, the most important thing is the grade. Every other grade has a huge difference in strength.

"I can't give up!" Yun Xiatian gritted her teeth, looked for the direction she had sensed just now, and chased after her.

Although the forest is huge and the possibility of finding Qin Ming is very low, but as long as there is a possibility, she does not want to give up.

...

Finding a hidden valley, making many twists and turns, feeling that Yun Xiatian would never be able to find the two of them, Qin Ming finally put Qin Wu down.

"Okay! It should be safe now!" After changing directions a few times and taking the Eighth Grade Perfect Nether Pill, Qin Ming was completely relieved.

"call……"

Qin Wu was also out of breath. Although being hugged by Qin Ming didn't require any strength, the tense atmosphere still made her hold her breath involuntarily.