Since Tao is of no use to him now, Qin Ming put it aside and began to concentrate on cultivation.
Seeing Qin Ming close his eyes, he seemed to have entered a state of cultivation.
Several snake-level warriors who really warmed up the small world raised their heads to look at Qin Ming's gloves.
The glove is obviously real, but it was like a flame just now.
How did Qin Ming freely switch between the flame and the real thing?
What kind of treasure is this?
Why have they lived for so long, let alone met, have never even heard of this treasure?
Is Qin Ming a warrior in the small world, or are they warriors in the small world?
How can I feel that Qin Ming's knowledge is much better than theirs.
...
Lancheng Feng's house, underwater.
Mi You, the Patriarch of the Feng family, is about to complete the critical Nirvana, and his body emits a bright fire.
"Okay, okay." Seeing that everything went well for Mi You, Mi Fufeng was overjoyed.
It is really too difficult for a holy blood warrior to break through the jiao level and reach the dragon level.
When he successfully reached the Dragon Realm, luck played a major role.
He is not sure whether the family's children can successfully break through the dragon level.
Now that Mi You is about to succeed, the Feng family will have no worries.
Mi You is a young holy blood warrior. Once he breaks through the dragon level and practice for a while, the entire Tianlong world will be invincible.
At that time, the poisonous demon can be driven out from Tianlong World again.
But the Feng family will be safe for thousands of years, and he can die in peace.
"As long as you successfully reach the dragon level, poisonous demons are nothing." Mi Fufeng stared at Mi You closely, muttering something.
"Unfortunately, he has no chance." At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in the room.
"Who?" Hearing the voice, Mi Fufeng's expression changed, and he looked around, but there was no one there.
Suddenly a black light flashed and flew towards Mi You in the pool.
Although Mi Fufeng observed his surroundings, most of his thoughts were on Mi You.
Seeing a sneak attack, Mi Fufeng flashed and appeared in front of Mi You.
The long sword at his waist was pulled out at some point, and slashed at the black light.
Zizi...
When it landed on the long sword, an unpleasant sound echoed in the room.
"Poison demon."
Smelling the unpleasant stench in the air and seeing the black corrosive liquid on the sword, Mi Fufeng's long sword shook slightly, and the venom escaped from the long sword.
He concentrated on observing his surroundings, his face was full of contempt, "Demon, a thousand years have passed, and your methods still haven't improved at all."
"Do things that don't show up."
"The method is no longer high or low, as long as it is easy to use." The ugly voice sounded again.
Mi Fufeng concentrated his attention on finding the source of the voice, and tentatively said, "The poisonous devil is nothing more than that."
"Only use these dirty methods."
"Thousands of years ago, I was able to kill you like rats, and I can do the same now."
"Just wash your necks and try my long sword!"
"Haha..." Duck-like laughter wafted through the room, making people confused. "Thousands of years ago, I admitted that I was not your match."
"But now, your body is completely old. I don't know how much of your peak strength you can still display?"
"I don't know how many days I can live?"
"I found you." Mi Fufeng didn't care when he heard the other party mocking him for being old.
He has been looking for the other party's position, and now he finally found it.
Although the other party hides it very well, but this place is carefully built by him, how can it be so easy to hide?