When he came to the imaginary world, he had a vague feeling of a small world.
But this feeling is extremely vague.
Without much thought, the light of the seal led him to fly towards the designated position.
While Qin Ming waited anxiously, finally, the seal reached the designated position.
"What about the small world?" Looking at the empty virtual world and the scattered corpses, Qin Ming's heart was heavy.
These corpses were obviously warriors he had invited to help him restore the small world, and now all of them died unexpectedly.
"Who did it?" Qin Ming's eyes were burning.
Destroying the small world is not that simple and requires certain resources.
Seals from the imaginary world are not something ordinary warriors can afford.
Because of this, small worlds are rarely destroyed by humans.
After all, destroying the small world is useless.
Even the poisonous demons that Qin Ming hated to the core, they would not destroy the small world for no reason.
No one does things that are useless but waste resources.
"Who is it?" Qin Ming thought of his relatives in the small world.
Thinking of Qin Qing, Lan Zhi, Qin Wu, Jue Wuya... Countless people flashed in my mind one by one.
Tears couldn't stop flowing in the eyes.
His most important goal in coming to Tianlong World is to save the small world. He wants his family and friends to come to Tianlong World to enjoy more beautiful scenery and climb to a higher pinnacle of martial arts.
But now, the small world is gone, so what's the point of his hard work?
If a person is alone, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in the world of Tianlong, what is the point of standing besides being extremely cold at the height.
For fame?
The current Qin Ming has long been famous all over the world.
For strength?
What's the use of strength if you can't even protect your closest relatives.
For a moment, Qin Ming felt ashamed.
The blood seemed to stop flowing, and the eyes were out of focus.
It took a long time for Qin Ming to wake up. In his eyes, apart from hatred, there was nothing but hatred.
"Who, who is it? Who destroyed the small world?"
Qin Ming raised his head to the sky and roared, a terrifying murderous aura emanated from him.
His skin began to scale, and horns began to grow on his forehead.
The murderous intent and hatred in his heart, like a scourge, is trying to suppress that mysterious energy.
If Qin Ming is willing now, he can still work with the mysterious energy to suppress the fierceness of the bloodline.
But Qin Mingsheng has nothing to love, he even wants to give up his own life, he doesn't care about the viciousness in his body at all.
He just wants to vent, just wants to take revenge.
"Are you Qin Ming?" At this time, a warrior wearing a long gown flew over from a distance, looked at Qin Ming's appearance, and asked with great joy.
"Poison devil!" Qin Ming turned his head suddenly, looked at the person coming, and shouted angrily, "You destroyed the small world?"
The warrior in the gown nodded and said, "Yes, I am the one who destroyed the small world."
"This is what Lord Qiu ordered, of course I have to do it with my heart..."
"You haven't answered me yet, are you Qin Ming?"
When mentioning the destruction of the small world, he glanced into the distance, and quickly admitted that he destroyed the small world.
"Yes, I am Qin Ming." Qin Ming's eyes were completely red, and after hearing the other party's confession, he already planned to die with the other party in his heart.
The small world is gone, what's the point of him living in this world.
It's better to die together with the enemy.
Qin Ming, whose heart is ashamed, regards death as home, his body is full of fighting spirit, and his hatred is overwhelming.