Chapter 1932

"Only waste like Wang Ba, and those alchemists who have never experienced battles, will be affected by emotions." Qin Ming clutched his chest, trying hard to suppress the anger and killing intent in his heart.

"Haha...Qin Ming, you're just like this." Mi Fufeng played with his sword and laughed triumphantly, "Aren't you crazy?"

"I didn't expect that the strength is only like this."

"You trash, you can't even control your emotions, calling you a genius is really an insult to a genius."

In the auction house, Qin Ming's sophistication of being neither humble nor overbearing, keeping everything under control, kept him awake at night.

But now, Qin Ming is as immature as his own son.

This made him a little suspicious, did he see it wrong before?

However, no matter whether he read it wrong or not, Qin Ming must die.

Since he made a move, naturally he would not leave any hidden dangers.

He is the head of the Wang family, and he knows how to do things too well, and he will never do stupid things like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Qin Ming clutched his chest, trying his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

He felt that he was going to be overwhelmed by the killing, and his sanity was disappearing little by little.

He never thought that one day, he would be blinded by killing intent.

Ever since he witnessed his parents die in front of him in his previous life, and the whole family was wiped out overnight, he thought he was heartbroken.

I am already hard-hearted.

Because of other things, no amount of anger can compare to the complete annihilation of the family.

After another ten thousand years of loneliness, his heart has truly been ground into a stone.

After rebirth, with the warmth of his family, his heart gradually melted.

But because of thousands of years of tempering, the means of controlling emotions are already extraordinary.

It never occurred to me that one day, I would also have the trouble of not being able to control my emotions.

"How does Mijue control his emotions?"

"I don't believe that there is a way to resist such killing intent."

Qin Ming tried his best to suppress it, thinking of Mi Fufeng, Senior Mi's words.

Every kind of warrior with holy blood needs to be the enemy of emotions.

In addition to pills, you can also fight through usual practice.

If you can fight with just practice, he definitely can.

He didn't believe that his ten thousand years of tempering was no match for Mi Jue.

"It may be that I have transformed twice, and the fierceness in my bloodline has already exploded."

"It's also possible that my holy blood is particularly fierce."

Qin Ming had two guesses in mind, and he was more inclined to the second one.

It's just two transformations, it's unlikely that the ferocity in the body can reach such a level.

"Qin Ming, go to hell!" Wang Pu's eyes were full of sternness, he had already discovered that Qin Ming's current state was not right.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Wang Puxin has rich experience and will never let go of such a good opportunity.

As soon as he stepped forward, he rushed towards Qin Ming, the long sword in his hand was ready to go.

The city guards didn't know when they would arrive, so they decided quickly, so they could deal with Qin Ming as soon as possible, so they could feel at ease sooner.

Feeling Wang Puxin's undisguised murderous intent, the murderous intent deep in Qin Ming's blood gushed out as if stimulated.

"ah……"

Qin Ming looked up to the sky and let out a boundless roar.

It was like announcing the return of the king, with boundless murderous intent.

On the body, something began to grow under the skin, like scales, and under the reflection of the moonlight, it gave off a dark and fierce light.

On the forehead, a sharp horn sticks out, presenting a frightening dark red color.

At the end of the spine, a long tail grows, swinging irregularly, every time it swings, it slaps the ground.

The ground is like water waves, forming layers of ripples.