Immortal God Asura

Unforgivable

In the early hours of the night, Qin Ming was awakened by laughter.

A group of men and women walked through the foot of the mountain with laughter, without fear of the dangers of the late-night forest, and spoke and laughed carelessly.

"Are they?" Qin Mingzang hid at the top of the mountain and watched. As men and women walked across the open area, he recognized the identity of the group through the weak moonlight.

It was the group that provoked him in the fifth martial arts field that day.

There were actually fifteen members in this team, and their strength was generally very strong. No wonder they are not afraid.

Qin Ming hid quietly, try not to be found, he did not have the strength to face so many people.

“Wait!” A male disciple in a row suddenly raised his hand.

“What's up?”The rest were alert, quietly standing in the square rows to cooperate, and they smiled with sharp eyes.

"Qin Ming is here." The male disciple looked around with a smile. He was the male disciple who provoked Qin Ming in the fifth martial arts field that day, and arrogantly faced the burden of Qin Ming. But he did not meet randomly, but took the opportunity to apply a special spice under Qin Ming's bag.

Spices are colorless and odorless, and ordinary people cannot smell anything, but it can catch the scent within a few miles.

An army of fifteen members chased here along the scent under his leadership. It had only been three or four days since the seasoning was applied, and the smell was much lighter, he could only determine the approximate range.

“I found it!” The disciples all smiled ferociously, staring at the dense forest around them, and some people looked at the nearby mountains.

“Sure?” A female disciple walked forward with an iron whip.

"OK!" The name of the male disciple was Chen Mingjian, Lingwu Seventh Heaven Realm, a top disciple.

"Group three, spread out to find, Qin Ming nearby, might have already slept."

"Don't rush to kill anyone who finds it first. Of course, interesting things should be enjoyed by everyone."

"We're looking here, you can do whatever you want."

"Sister Qin Ming, my sister is here."

The fifteen were divided into five groups, clenching their hands and grinning and spreading, and the two of them went straight to the high mountains where Qin Ming was hiding.

At the top of the mountain, Qin Ming frowned slightly, and took out three flying blades from his waist, ready to kill. He wondered how he could be found, but he could not think of so much now. It was important if he rushed out, otherwise they would kill him if they fell into the hands of these people.

But at this moment ...

“Ah!” The group that went west came with a shout.

“Haha, I found it so fast?” The other four groups quickly turned around and rushed forward.

But when the fifteen-man team gathered again, everyone's faces were pale.

In the dark forest before them, a pair of glowing green eyes, standing in clusters of dark shadows, watched him coldly.

There was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Sad atmosphere.

Demon spirits? They vigilantly retreated slowly, and instead of walking away, the 'eyes' in the darkness followed.

Through the faint and sporadic moonlight, they finally saw what this group was.

The wolf!

Demon spirit, gale wolf!

Hundreds of she-wolves, in their regal form, with sharp claws shining in a cold light, covered with thick black hair, gnawing at their fangs, drooling, approaching step by step, forming a fan-shaped siege.

The fifteen-man team gulped, breathing involuntarily and in haste, hundreds of spirit monsters, smashing into 'luck luck'!

"Creating martial arts! Fend them off!"

The first disciple drank softly, the first showed martial arts, a cold white mist spread out from all over the body, spreading silently, the leaves under his feet were filled with ice, and his hands were in front of him, and his palm coagulated into a fine ice crystal.

The rest suppressed their fear and displayed their martial arts one after another. They were all above the sixth level of Lingwu, and their strength was much stronger than Gale Wolf.

The Wolf Storm did not immediately launch an attack, and they seemed to have some concerns.

The atmosphere was freezing and very sad.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!"

"Get up and look them in the eye."

The disciples, directly, constantly reminded that although they were stronger than wolves, they had hundreds of heads, and they were all ferocious spirits, it was likely that they would lose both, even their entire army.

The wolf slowly walked out of the wolf's head, it was larger than a bison, and the entire body was thick muscles, giving it a strong sense of oppression. It was majestic, killing, full of fangs, and its claws were as big as a fan, stepping on the broken branches and walking towards them.

“Listen to my command, everyone will move first.” The disciple led was Lingwu Nineth Heaven, standing in front of him with cold eyes and facing the head wolf.

The wolf head roared low, as if conveying some sort of command. The wolves around him roared, bowing their heads and pouting faces, staring at them ferociously.

"What does this mean? What are they gonna do?"

A strange female disciple, she drew a long bow strongly, the bow and arrow was a rocket formed by spiritual power, burning.

The disciple gritted his teeth and said, "How do I know? If that doesn't work out, then Qingyunzong disciples are afraid of this beast?"

“Hit!” Fifteen disciples changed color, shouting at the wolf.

Fierce fighting took place in the forest. The fifteen disciples were all elites. They were strong and matched with tacit understanding. They did not flinch and flew straight into the depths of the wolf.

The individual strength of the wolves was slightly weaker, which could be won in large numbers, ferocious and wild, and continued to succeed in the fight.

Spiritual strength surged, martial arts showed strength, and the scene quickly became chaotic. Blood splattered and hissing. The smell of blood stimulated the gale wolf, and the attacks became increasingly ferocious.

Their team had participated in three hunting conferences before and after, they were very experienced, biting their teeth and fighting confidently against wolves. However, the battle quickly turned around.

"ah! Help me!" A disciple was suddenly thrown by a giant wolf, and three or five giant wolves rushed next to him. The voice turned into a scream, and then there was no sound.

“Beast, get out of me!” A disciple wanted to save, move a majestic wave, and push forward, but he only looked forward, and on both sides one after another wolf storm, hurricane, and threat, he said, Thick and sharp claws are broken.

The number of wolves was enormous, brutal and savage, and the clattering of claps, the scene became even more chaotic. They could not help it, and killed five people in an instant.

Qin Ming stood on the mountain peak and looked at all of this coldly.

"Pull!"

"Gather together!"

"Get me and kill."

The disciple, led by anxiously, shouted and greeted the other disciples.

Wolves did not want to let them go, they were killed crazily, and the wild scene was shocking.

The chase lasted for an hour, and rushed out more than ten miles from the mountain road, attracting several teams nearby, but when they saw this scene, they saw, they immediately went far away and no one wanted to cause trouble.

In the end, five of the ten disciples survived and struggled to escape the wolf hunt.

They were all injured, for the rest of their lives, they were shocked and panting, one after another, and their hearts leaped out from their chests.

"How many of us?"

A male disciple was full of blood and his voice trembled.

“Five people, there are only five left.” The next disciple slumped under the old tree, gazing at the dense canopy, and sporadic moonlight splashed through his gap on his frightened face.

“Ten dead?” A female disciple could not accept it. He followed that 'prey' happily. In the blink of an eye, they became prey. Ten brothers died. How do I participate in the next hunting event?

“Come find a safe place to hide first.” Chen Jian helped the old tree gasp in weakness and recover first.

“How about Qin Ming?” The female student looked up.

"No problem, leave it to the other team to clean up ..." Chen Jian was about to get up, his face suddenly changed.

“What's up?”The other four were instantly on guard, were the wolves chasing after?

Chen Jian raised his nose firmly, his expression changing. He smelled a special scent and was familiar with it.

"What's wrong?"

"Qin Ming."

"What?"

"Qin Ming seems to be nearby."

"He's not ..." The female disciple opened her mouth and could not make a sound.

In the dark forest before him, a tall and skinny boy came out slowly, holding a long and bright sword in his hand.

"Qin Ming?!" The five disciples looked ugly, how could he possibly be here? Followed along the way?

Qin Ming stopped not far away, with no expression on his face, but his breathing became increasingly cold.

“We are not looking for you, but you yourself are coming to the door.” The female disciple clenched her iron whip, but the voice she shouted was very low.

Qin Ming stood up for a while, slowly walking towards them, his eyes cold.

"What do you want to do? I warned you not to come here."

"Qin Ming, please leave, there is no hatred between us, you better not commit a robbery."

"Everyone is at the same door. No need to freeze the relationship."

"Please go, I don't want to say it anymore."

"What are you doing! Stop, stop!"

Five exclaimed, hurriedly retreating.

Qin Ming's steps were getting faster and faster, and the sharp sword in his hand swelled the sword energy, relentlessly, and cut into Chen Jian.

"G ..."

Shouts echoed the old forest, woke the birds before dawn, and shook the silence of the forest.