"Beep..." came a soft voice.

Jin Zhizhi looked and saw that the little beast was pawing and pulling her with his little paws, comforting her gently.

"Dudu, your master will be fine, it will be fine!" As he said, Jin Zhizhi stroked it gently, tears welling up.

The little beast looked at Qin Ming and that sword gang, his eyes were full of seriousness.

More and more members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan died, and Jiangang's power became weaker and weaker, reaching a certain level. Even if the Jinxuan Macaque Clan's peak divine animal realm rushed in, it did not weaken his power. .

"This..." Jin Feiyun's eyes widened, "It's impossible! It's impossible!"

Once again, a strong man at the peak of the beast realm rushed into the sword gang, and everyone saw that he was crushed by the sword gang, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

But Jiangang's power has not changed at all, and his flying speed is getting faster and faster.

With Jian Gang's current power, he could still kill Qin Ming.

It locked Qin Ming's breath firmly, and it was impossible for Qin Ming to escape.

In other words, those clansmen who sacrificed were all sacrificed in vain.

The strong man of the Jinxuan macaque tribe, who was about to rush into the sword gang, stopped and looked at Qin Ming and Jin Feiyun.

Qin Ming's face was very ugly, he felt that Jian Gang had a special power.

If his guess is right, this should be the power of rules.

Jin Junyuan told him a long time ago that the reason why the supreme power is much stronger than the peak of the beast realm is because he has mastered the power of rules.

The power of rules is above all powers.

This sword gang was used by Cang Yuming with his own life, but Cang Yuming was not a supreme powerhouse, so he thought that there was no rule power in the sword gang.

Unexpectedly, the power of rules does not exist, but because of Jian Gang's powerful power, the power of rules is covered up.

Now Jiangang's other powers have been consumed by the tribe, leaving only the power of rules, but he can still kill him easily.

Qin Ming understood that no matter where he fled, the power of this rule would chase him.

And no matter how fast his speed is, it is impossible to be faster than the power of rules. The speed of this sword gang is already more than ten times faster than when Cang Yuming first used it.

Wait a little longer, and Jiangang's speed will be faster, surpassing his speed.

The only one who can save him may be to be killed by Jian Gang, so that his breath will disappear, and Jian Gang will lose his target.

But with the power of the supreme level, locking his aura, Qin Ming has no way to escape his lock!

"Forget it, I resign myself to my fate!" Qin Ming shook his head and said to the clansmen, "You don't want to die for me in vain."

"After I die, you can take my body away and use the blood in my body to do research. The Xuandan Pavilion has developed something that can help warriors, and the strength of martial arts has reached a peerless breakthrough."

"Thinking about it, with the abilities of the Jinxuan macaque family, it will definitely be able to do it, and there will be no side effects."

He accepted his fate, and there was nothing he could do if he did not accept his fate.

The tribe died a lot for him, but it didn't work.

His life is his life, and so is the life of his clansmen.

No matter how many regrets he has, it is impossible for his clansmen to die in vain.

The members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan were silent after hearing this.

They looked at Jin Feiyun, hoping that Jin Feiyun could think of a good way.

Jin Feiyun shook his head silently, he had no other choice, Qin Ming would definitely die, they could only watch Qin Ming die helplessly.