Immortal God Asura

Severing Seal

"What are you using?" Qin Ming pushed his hand.

“Lend me.” The boy's voice was weak and blurred.

Qin Ming could not stand it, hesitating: "Attepart."

The young man picked up Dayan's ancient sword and looked at it carefully. The body of the sword was smooth and simple, and there was no trace of where the shackles were cut. He shook his eyes, emitted a silk light in the hole, touched the ancient sword with his fingertips, the sword body trembled slightly, and howled sharply.

"What are you gonna do? This chain is ..." Qin Minggang was about to ask, the boy suddenly turned around, retreated into the dense forest, and left!

Qin Ming froze, almost scolded, and rushed after him: "Stop! You borrow or take!"

The teenager was so fast that he disappeared in an instant.

"What about the people?" Qin Ming was annoyed, looking anxious. But suddenly, the dense forest in front of the sky burst into the sky, flowing directly into the sky, a dazzling light, like an emptying storm, whirling the forest. With a loud roar, the earth trembled, as if a huge force was exploding.

The frenzy of Sword Qi seemed to destroy the storm, the raging waves, the swarms of sword qi, and most of the old forest were wiped out.

Qin Ming's fear retreated, away from the rushing waves.

What the hell happened

This is Dayan's ancient sword force? Still ...

Huh! !!

Dayan's ancient sword actually fell from the sky, inserted into the rock in front of him, slightly trembling, his gaze dazzling, and Ling Jian's sword entangled his body.

Qin Ming frowned, reminiscent of an ancient sword and also reminiscent of a forest.

The ancient sword trembled for a long time before regaining its composure, spreading its sharp sword air.

But the man never showed up again.

Qin Ming put away the ancient sword and was wary of moving forward. In the forest in front of him, there was a lot of rubble dozens of meters empty. Dust and debris were strewn across the sky, and nothing was clear in the fog.

Stop, retreat!

This energy was too powerful, which might attract the strong people nearby and should not be left for long.

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Qin Ming retreated decisively and continued rushing to the ultimate sacrifice.

This weird thing never happened.

Besides, it has nothing to do with myself.

Qin Ming flipped dozens of mountains, avoided many dangers, and was almost surrounded by mercenaries during the period. Finally, on the afternoon of the next day, he returned to the main sacrificial mountain range.

"Qin Ming's? Why are you here?" A patrolling middle-aged disciple had just met him, and how did he return from that direction. No, it should be how Qin Ming was still alive. The hunting event has started for half a month. With the intensity of the hunt by He Xiangtian and the others, Qin Ming had to live on immediately, but looking at Qin Ming's appearance, not only did he look good, but he was also extremely clean.

"I went out and hid," Qin Ming greeted and left.

The student was stunned, it turned out that he was hiding. The smart man avoided the sharp end first, consuming the patience of He Xiangtian and the others before returning to action. However, this brat actually dared to dare to go out from the bushes of the main sacrificial mountain. Qingyun Zong dared to classify the main sacrificial mountain bushes as a hunting ground, allowing nearly a thousand disciples to move freely as he had cleared the ground before and survived here. An extremely powerful demon spirit was moved first, and the danger coefficient was controlled within an acceptable range. The ultimate sacrifice is purely wild outside the bush, which is ten times more dangerous than inside. It was incredible that a little disciple could have been hiding for more than ten days.

In the afternoon when Qin Ming safely returned to the ultimate sacrifice, in the distant forest, the masked black team finally found their target, the runaway boy.

However, instead of being surprised, they were terrified and desperate.

In the messy mountain forest in front of him, a boy stood with his hair veiled, lowered his head, held his hand, looked extremely weak, and stood still. However, the black-clothed people in front of him supported in horror, as if they were looking at something monster, pale and screaming in horror.

"What about your shackles! How about your seal!"

"No, no, no! Who unsealed you!"

"No way! No, no ..."

The teenager slowly raised his head, and his blood-red eyes under his long hair were strewn about.

"Your eyes .. your strength ..."

"No !!"

The men in black supported in horror, with extremely exaggerated expressions, as if they were looking at some sort of terrifying monster.

Huh!

The young man left, and after a while, suddenly appeared amidst the black-clothed men.

At this moment, everyone was excited, desperate and shouting, but there was no resistance, no way out, only fear.

Because ... cannot escape ...

The main priest, Shan Cong, is very much alive now. After more than ten days of adaptation and unrest, the mad hunt of nearly a thousand disciples had awakened many demon spirits here, and also started fighting with the mercenaries inside.

Every hunting event is a barbaric action and a game of courage. The Qingyunzong disciples would completely unleash their strength and hone their true combat abilities. This real killing was very different from the Zongli Yanwuchang fight which could increase strength and stimulate potential.

This was the main reason why Qing Yunzong held two hunting operations every year.

"Moon light grass?"

Qin Ming climbed the cliff in the middle of the night, carefully choosing the fine white jade grass, swaying under the moonlight, crystal clear. This is a sublime spirit grass, but it belongs to the category of a very special little spirit grass, which is very effective in treating internal injuries.

"Hopefully lucky."

Qin Ming carefully packed into the bag, and continued to search for grass and fruit. He did not want to provoke any other disciples or mercenaries for now. He just wanted more spiritual grass and fruit. If he could take more Zhongpin spirit grass, this hunt was perfect. As for the group of He Xiangtian people, Qin Ming did not really put it into his heart. It is difficult to know that it is important to choose medicines and not to waste too much time with them.

In the next five days, Qin Ming met many experienced disciples and took the initiative to avoid them, lest there be eyeliner in them. When he found the monster, he looked at the situation.

After four days, he did not meet with He Xiangtian's team, and the harvest was good.

A medium-quality spirit grass, a dozen low-quality spirit grasses, had been refined by him, with good results.

But if you want to find more Zhongpin Lingcao, you need a chance, and you should try it in the most dangerous forest areas.

Qin Ming firmly went deeper on the fifth day.

In the afternoon, the sunset tilted to the west, and the forest gradually darkened.

Qin Ming walked over and suddenly saw an extremely powerful radon, appearing in the dense forest ahead. He ran to the top of a nearby mountain and lurked.

The demon spirits from the great heroic martial arts were approaching here, seemingly looking for something.

It was a beast with scales like a lion and a tail, purple hair, and gleaming all over, just like a king visiting the region.

"Ziyu Lion!" Qin Ming was startled and quickly hid.

This demon spirit power should be able to contend with the warriors of the high basaltic realm.

He did not want to mess with this spirit, and rushed to run in the opposite direction.

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But it didn't take long to smell the strange scent and it came from the forest ahead.

The smell is so pure!

He could not hold a deep breath, as if there was an aura of energy flowing into the internal organs and unspeakable comfort.

"Have baby? Good luck."

In the dense old forest ahead, there was a large number of very old trees, powerful branches staggered in the air, in a mess, covering the sun, as if forming a giant covered space.

The sky was not yet completely dark, it was already extremely dim, but in the dim depths, there was a purple light flashing.

Qin Ming was bold and approaching. Surrounded by many old trees, there was a small green tree, the entire body of jasper, like a beautiful porcelain, shining brightly, glittering with a green luster, and supporting the darkness.

The small tree moved without any wind, as if the tree was trembling merrily. There were only a few leaves scattered on it, but there was a purple spirit fruit. At first glance, the spirit fruit looks like wine, and the five small fruits are gathered together, very delicate and very small. A burst of fragrant incense and purple light spread from above, flowing in the ancient dark forest.

“Yes!” Qin Ming's spirit rose, and he turned to gall and ventured closer.

Surprisingly, there are no evil spirits here?

How is that possible?

Is that the purple jade lion guarding? Going hunting?

Good opportunity!

Qin Ming's thinking was very active. He rushed in one step, reaching extreme speed. He grabbed the spirit fruit and even took the leaves. If he wasn't nervous, he really wanted to uproot the entire tree.

A cold whisper came from the darkness. "Stop!"

"Let me fall!"

"********, what are you doing?"

After a few voices, they were all furious.

Qin Mingji Ling, someone? Is there a guardian? In trouble!

“Qin Ming?” A woman in white clothes in front of him turned out to be Yaoshan's personal disciple, Ling Xue.

"Qin Ming's? You dare to take our things, very brave." Five Yaoshan disciples rushed out, annoyed Qin Ming.