"Ah..." Hearing the small world, Qin Ming's face became even more distorted, and he roared to the sky.
He, who was panting for breath, no longer rested, but tightly clenched his fists, and killed the poisonous demon.
"Crazy, the more crazy you are, the faster you will die."
Seeing Qin Ming's crazy appearance, the poisonous demon was overjoyed.
The more calm a warrior is in a battle, the stronger his fighting strength will be.
The more Qin Ming hated him, the less clear-headed he was, and the less threatening he was.
If anger can improve the combat effectiveness of warriors, there are many warriors who will be angry, and they are not all strong.
But in fact, most people who can't control their emotions are dead.
"Qin Ming is so crazy, apart from me, the bigger reason may be because of the holy blood in his body."
The poisonous demon in the gown knows the holy blood.
While holy blood warriors have great power, they also have many side effects.
One of them is that they are emotionally unstable.
Once they are stimulated by external force, they can be driven crazy and transformed.
It was indeed as the poisonous demon had guessed.
Qin Ming's mind is now filled with hatred, and the mysterious energy in his bloodline is suppressing the fierceness of his bloodline.
But because of Qin Ming's anger, the fierceness in the holy blood seemed to have a source of power, and it launched an impact on the mysterious energy.
The mysterious energy is being consumed rapidly, as long as it is consumed, the ferocious nature of the holy blood will definitely break through the shackles, and Qin Ming will unstoppably become a monster.
And never wake up.
If Qin Ming is still awake now, when he finds that the mysterious energy in his body is rapidly consumed, he will definitely try his best to stabilize his sobriety and help the mysterious power to fight against the fierceness of the blood.
"Kill!" Qin Ming made a dodge, and appeared in front of the poisonous demon wearing a long gown. He threw his fists at the opponent's chest impartially.
"A direct attack, it seems that you have been completely controlled by anger." Seeing that Qin Ming's attack did not change, the poisonous demon curled his lips in disdain, raised his big knife, and slashed suddenly.
This knife hit Qin Ming's fist accurately and sent Qin Ming flying.
"Waste, I destroyed your small world and stood in front of you, but you can't even take revenge, what a waste." Poison Demon deliberately mocked.
The fierceness of the bloodline reacted more strongly, Qin Ming clutched his heart, and rushed towards the poisonous demon again, still attacking directly.
"Trash." The poisonous demon raised his knife, and with one slash, he slashed Qin Ming flying again.
Just like that, once or twice, every time Qin Ming was sent flying, he would attack again at an extremely fast speed.
Then he was chopped off again.
I don't know how many times he attacked, Qin Ming seemed to have exhausted his physical strength, bending over and panting heavily.
In the process of chopping and flying again and again, the poisonous demon in the long gown also wanted to kill Qin Ming with a single blow.
But there was no chance at all.
There was no way, he naturally exhausted Qin Ming's physical strength and origin energy according to the previous opportunity.
Sure enough, the current Qin Ming seems to have no source energy.
"What? Are you out of strength?"
"I stand here without moving. It's really sad that you can't take revenge even if you try your best."
The poisonous demon in a long gown continued to stimulate, but King Qin Ming seemed not to hear it at all.
Indeed, Qin Ming did not hear what the poisonous demon said.
The mysterious energy is about to be exhausted, and it has already broken through the blockade with a bit of ferocity. They are corroding Qin Ming's heart.