Qin Ming''s ferocious expression was slightly sluggish. What''s the matter? Did you have a toxic attack? At the beginning, he crushed all the hidden grass of the baby soul and scattered it in the air. However, after a incense, it didn''t work. The buried flower witch Lord didn''t even show any discomfort. He thought toxicity didn''t work for Shengwu, so he stopped thinking about it. However, after so long delay, it finally broke out? Looking at the burial of the flower witch Lord, it seems that he is deeply poisoned and seriously injured.
"Wow..." the buried flower witch Lord opened his mouth and vomited blood. His consciousness was spinning and shaky.
Qin Ming opened his mouth slightly. Is the effect of baby soul hiding grass so terrible? Can even high-level holy martial arts be poisoned? Whatever! Get out! Qin Ming endured the pain, spread his wings and flew into the air to escape the mountains and forests.
The buried flower witch Lord covered his chest and pressed the churning Qi and blood in his body. How did this happen? Is the Tai Chi furnace so domineering? Why hasn''t it reached this level before? Wait, it seems that the furnace is not damaged, but
Poison? I''m poisoned?
At the beginning, I felt uncomfortable. But because these days I have been tortured by the Tai Chi furnace, all kinds of pain, and I didn''t pay much attention to the strange feeling of weakness just now. She was vigilant several times. She subconsciously thought of the Tai Chi refining furnace and thought it was doing something wrong.
Did Qin Ming poison me?
Poisoning and Tai Chi refining furnace, do they interact?
"Damn it..." the flower burial witch Lord held the tree trunk to stand up.
A golden light fell from the sky and fell in front of her.
"Qin''s life?" the eyes of the buried flower witch master were suddenly cold.
"Witch master, what''s the matter with you? Is it hard?" Qin Ming asked in surprise, but slapped the buried flower witch master with his right hand.
The flower burial witch Lord subconsciously wanted to dodge. As a result, he was unconscious and raised his hand, but he didn''t hold it. The crackling sound was crisp, and Qin Ming''s slap hit her face hard.
The flower burial witch master didn''t stand firm and fell to the side. The veil fell, revealing the most beautiful face. Feng''s eyes were slightly closed and her mouth was bloody, which was more sad and beautiful.
"Really... Cool!" Qin ordered him to rotate in place, twist his left foot, cross his right leg, gather tens of thousands of kilograms of power, and turn to the waist of the buried flower witch Lord. With a dull sound, the buried flower witch master''s delicate body trembled and was turned up. Qin Ming pushed out a palm and fell on the belly of the buried flower witch. The moment before the attack, he suddenly clenched his fist and turned hard, like a pneumatic drill.
The buried flower witch Lord flew out sideways, broke three big trees in a row, forcibly stabilized his steps, and the blood gushed out again, almost half kneeling on the ground.
"Didn''t you expect that? Did the poisoning taste good?" Qin Ming ran for more than ten steps, rose from the ground, and pulled his right foot towards the white jade delicate chin of the buried flower witch master.
The blood in the body of the buried flower witch Lord was as painful as tumbling rivers and seas, and her spiritual power was uncontrolled and out of control. Her consciousness was blurred. With a weak sense of crisis, he reluctantly raised his hand to intercept.
Pop! The crisp sound was like thunder, and Qin Ming''s explosive power gathered at this foot.
The right hand of the buried flower witch Lord was severely bounced up, his fingerbones were broken, his skin was torn, his huge force hit his palm, and his body was forcibly pulled up.
Qin life grabbed the throat of the buried flower witch Lord and shouted, "bitch, this is called retribution!"
The flower burying witch Lord forced to exercise his skills, slightly recovered his consciousness, and turned to the side in a critical moment.
As a result
Qin Ming grabbed her, missed her throat, grabbed her collar, stabbed him with the force of a violent blow, and tore his upper clothes open. The snow-white fragrant shoulder, silky as silk, and the fiery red small clothes wrap the tall and straight fullness, swinging a slight arc, forming a strong visual impact.
The slight coolness on his chest and shoulders suddenly cleared the consciousness of the buried flower witch Lord.
"Well maintained, it''s quite upturned." Qin Ming threw away his silk clothes, tossed in the air, swept his feet one after another, and pulled them towards the body of the buried flower witch Lord.
The little turtle is lying inside. Suddenly, he listens to the sound outside. He quickly lies on his collar and sticks out his head. Hiss... It''s so white... So tender... So plump... You can do this, son of a bitch.
"Unforgivable!" the buried flower witch Lord angrily scolded, and the towering holy power broke out, impacting nearly 1000 meters of space in an instant.
The air wave was full of rage and fury. Countless trees rose from the ground, a large number of boulders flew in the air, and strong dust roared and overturned. Qin life was the first to bear the brunt, like being submerged by a continuous tsunami and flying hundreds of meters. He was already hurt all over. This rush almost killed him. His whole body seemed to be torn apart.
"Poof..."
The buried flower witch Lord sprayed blood again and staggered half kneeling on the ground. The toxicity is fierce, which stimulates the Tai Chi refining furnace, boiling heat waves from inside to outside, as if to burn her to ashes. Her delicate body trembled slightly, her face was covered with cold sweat, and her internal organs were cramped.
"Click..."
There was a crisp sound from the nearby dust and fog, which was the sound of stepping on the branches.
The flower burial witch Lord suddenly turned his head. In the fog, a figure covered with blood was staggering out.
"Baby soul hidden grass can poison the holy weapon? Hehe... No, I seem to understand. It''s something left in your body in the future." Qin Ming staggered, his clothes were ragged, and his body was covered with golden blood, but his expression was ferocious and terrible. He looked like a furious lion staring at his prey.
"No matter how serious the injury is, you can''t be presumptuous in front of me." the blood awn at the bottom of the buried flower witch''s eyes suddenly appeared, and all the surrounding petals rose and gathered here.
Qin Ming clenched his teeth and suddenly rushed to the buried flower witch owner. Before the petals gathered around her, he forcibly hugged her and tore it aside.
Whistling, the petals roared to Qin life, but Qin life hugged the buried flower witch owner and rolled violently on the ground. If Qin life was killed, it would also be seriously injured. Especially, her body was boiling like rivers and seas, and she couldn''t stand the serious injury.
Just when the witch master hesitated to bury the flower, Qin Ming gave her clothes to
"Go away!"
The flower burial witch master struggled violently. Bing qingyujie''s delicate body had never been so humiliated by a man.
"If you can''t kill me, I''ll kill you! Come on, just come on." Qin ordered his limbs to entangle the buried flower witch owner like pliers, and even fell the belt wheel and crashed violently in the ruins. He tried not to give the petals a chance to attack or give her a chance to get out. The whole body is full of thunder and lightning, raging with the strongest power. He was ferocious and roaring. He was a full beast. His whole body strength broke out recklessly. Tens of thousands of kilograms of power was added to the delicate body of the buried flower witch master, as if to break her.
"Creak..."
The buried flower witch Lord vaguely heard the sound of the fragmentation of her body bones, internal injuries and external forces, which made her almost crazy. Her state of mind that had never had waves finally fluctuated. She bit Qin Ming''s shoulder.
Qin Ming realized that it was bad and forced his body to turn around without thinking about it. This woman can''t go crazy and bite like other women. There must be another attempt.
Sure enough, the buried flower witch Lord rolled the tip of his tongue, condensed a petal, and hit Qin Ming on the shoulder. If Qin Ming hadn''t subconsciously avoided, the petals would have penetrated his body cavity and pierced his internal organs. Rao is so, the petals still hit out from the back, smashed two bones and brought a large amount of blood.
"Ah!!" Qin Ming screamed. He grabbed her hair with his right hand, pulled it back, opened his mouth and bit her snow-white jade like neck.
"Hmm..." the little turtle made a strange cry and his eyes were about to stare out. Ya, this action, this passion, this momentum, give you two a bed, you can make a baby!