Huantian's corpse began to swell, and the swell was very large, almost instantly, it became a hundred times larger.
Without any hesitation, Qin Ming appeared in the distance in a flash, and his eyes were fixed on Huantian's corpse.
"Could it be that Huan Tian is not dead, is he going to blow himself up?" Qin Ming wondered.
He felt that the vitality on Huantian's body was gone, and Huantian should really be dead.
"Boom..." Huantian's body exploded, and at the same time, blood rained from the sky.
The rain of blood fell on people without any harm to them.
On the contrary, whether it is humans or plants encountering blood rain, they will be nourished by the blood rain.
Qin Ming felt that his exhaustion from successive battles was swept away, and his whole body was refreshed.
At the same time, he saw the place where Huantian died, with a lot of things leaving, and there was a sense of relief and gratitude to him.
"These are grievances!"
Qin Ming knew that this should be the grievance that Huan Tian fixed on him.
I don't know what method Huantian uses to turn the resentment from the dead into his own use.
Qin Ming felt it, and Jin Junyuan felt it too. He was surprised and said: "I didn't expect the rumors to be true, and the soul really exists."
"Spiritual consciousness is the external manifestation of the soul, but no one has seen the soul, so there is a saying passed down in ancient times, and no one believes it. I didn't expect that people really have the soul."
"Qin Ming, thank you. If it weren't for you, the dead members of our Jinxuan Macaque Clan would not be able to rest in peace."
Obviously, the resentment that Huan Tian received should be the spirit of the dead warrior.
Huantian restrained those grievances, so that the soul could not be relieved.
If Huantian's martial arts realm breaks through to the Supreme Realm, the soul may never have the chance to be liberated.
Huantian has been on the battlefield since the beginning of the war, and all the souls of the clansmen who died in the war were bound by Huantian presumably.
These clansmen risked their own lives for the sake of the family, so how could I have the heart to watch them die without their spirits resting in peace?
"You are too far-fetched, I am a member of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan, and it is only natural to do things for the Jinxuan Macaque Clan." Qin Ming patted Jin Junyuan on the shoulder and comforted him, "Although many members of the family have died. "
"But I believe that our Jinxuan macaque clan will be stronger in the future, and there will be more people."
"They died for the family, and what they want to see most is the strength of the family."
"Haha..." Jin Junyuan laughed. Thinking of this war, they not only kept their family, but also avenged their clansmen, the excitement in their hearts was beyond words.
Before Qin Ming came out of Lingyun Cave, what he was thinking about was how to keep a small number of descendants of the family alive.
Under the tremendous pressure of the three ancient races, he didn't even want to save his family.
And Qin Ming came out of Lingyun Cave, bringing a large amount of healing pills, which not only saved the family, but also won the war.
After this war, in the entire Supreme World, no one was an opponent of their Jinxuan Macaque Clan.
Although the Jinxuan Macaque Clan has lost many members, their status and strength will be further improved.
The most important thing is that Qin Ming's martial arts realm has broken through to the Supreme Realm, and no one can compete with him.
And since Huan Tian died, they didn't have any worries.
Huantian's supreme bloodline ability is too strong, and no one can guarantee that Qin Ming can break through the martial arts realm to the supreme realm before he is alive.