Qin Ming gasped violently. He was covered in blood and flesh. He could hardly see a good place. It was shocking. If there was pain, it would hurt. Many people had goose bumps all over. Other people might have fallen, but Qin life stood upright, one leg was steady, and cold killing machines were surging in his blood red eyes.


    The stone forest is quiet. People frown. Can they fight? Where did that spiritual power come from? It can never be drawn from heaven and earth during the fierce battle. It''s only a short hour since it was exhausted last time. It''s impossible to accumulate such a violent and rich energy.


    What''s the problem? Is he hiding a blood pill in his mouth! Quietly refining!


    Yes, probably! Qin Ming swallowed four blood pills in one breath last time. He should have hidden one secretly!


    However, he should also have reached the limit, the real limit.


    Qin Ming threw the body of the golden wolf family to Haitang, full of blood: "when will the next blood come out?"


    Begonia was about to cry: "it will take half an hour, half an hour at the fastest! The three blood pills will be released together! Can you... Still insist?"


    "Do you think I can do this?" Qin Ming smiled.


    "I... I tried my best..." Begonia burst into tears and anxiously refined the pill.


    Qin Ming took a breath, raised his hand and pointed to the audience: "next? Who will kill me? It''s a rare opportunity. I missed it... Don''t say I didn''t give you a chance."


    "It''s all like this. You still have the face to be brave."


    "Come on, why did you stop! If you insist on 11 games, you are short of the last battle!"


    "Eleven games? Including Qiu Chenfu''s three games, the madman has killed 14 in a row! Tianting''s face has been lost. If you kill him, you must kill him! Remove his bones and skin, stew his bones, refine his skin and meat, and eat his internal organs raw!"


    "Come on! What are you doing? Didn''t you grab it just now? Why don''t you go now."


    The crowd was restless and filled with righteous indignation. From the beginning to the present, the fierce battle lasted for ten hours, and 14 challengers died.


    The eight fold heaven of holy martial arts is not earth martial arts, nor ordinary holy martial arts. It is the eight fold heaven of holy martial arts. This is not the most hateful thing. The hateful thing is that it takes turns to attack and lose all. Can''t Tianting be a wild boy from the ancient sea?


    However, the immortal heavenly palace and other forces were surprisingly restrained. They guessed that Qin Ming must have hidden a blood pill to kill the golden wolf family just now, but did he hide one or two? He seems to be in rags. Does he still have the power to fight again?


    From the eighth game, every game felt that he was going to die, but he survived again and again. On the contrary, the people who were killed were killed.


    It''s a glorious achievement to kill 14 holy warriors and eight heaven in a row.


    Two voices appeared in their minds. One voice was Qin Ming''s broken body. He must not be able to hold on. Even if he had a little spiritual power, it would be safe to send a Luhui level figure to win. Another voice is that Qin Ming is likely to hide some killing moves, otherwise no matter how strong he is now, there will be panic, even the slightest limit.


    "Twilight cloud fan! Try?" the celestial burial stared at Qin life on the Panlong mountain and arranged for the second strong man of the three eyed war family to fight. The first one was sent out early this morning. It was the eighth. It was the eighth fierce battle that almost ended Qin''s life, exhausted all the spiritual power of Qin''s life, and also caused heavy losses in his subsequent battles.


    Mu Yunfan, the strongest man in the three eye war family, is handsome, elegant, elegant and mysterious. He is arrogant and conceited, but his real strength can definitely be classified into the quasi tiger list level.


    The people of the three eyed war clan looked at mu Yunfan: "kill Qin''s life, take the tear sky sword, the golden sword in his hand, and the war horn!"


    At dusk, cloud fan, with white clothes, long hair and waist, looked at the battlefield, but did not say anything.


    "Scared?" the celestial burial said faintly, looking at the immortal heavenly palace, where the Phoenix nine songs are also talking to people, and it seems that they are going to send strong people.


    Mu Yunfan smiled with red lips and white teeth and amazing charm: "have I ever been afraid of anyone? Qin''s life is at the end of its power, and he can''t even stand steadily. Anyone can kill him, but this person shouldn''t be me. I don''t want to get the reputation of mass fighting, let alone the reputation of picking up bargains. It''s easy to kill him. Who will make up for my dirty name?"


    When the people saw that he was unwilling to go up, it was not easy to force him.


    "Cao Chunqiu! The opportunity is up to you." Mu Yunfan has appointed a man, so he won''t take such a risk and thankless thing.


    Although he was confident that he could kill Qin Ming, Qin Ming was besieged 14 times before and after, and was almost dead. It seemed very heroic to make up such a knife, but later he might be laughed at as a joke and affect his reputation. Moreover, Qin Ming is likely to have killing moves. If he can''t kill with one blow, it will become entanglement, which will affect his reputation. Even if he wins in the end, he will never be honored. Instead, he will be branded as a person who is going to kill and die.


    So... Hehe, give it to Cao Chunqiu. It looks eager to try.


    "Ask for war!" Cao Chunqiu immediately asked for war to the celestial burial. He wanted to fight for a long time. He killed Qin''s life, took three spirit tools such as tear the Heavenly Sword, and then took the ghost boy and Begonia. What a glorious record. Enough to make him famous and receive a great reward.


    Although he is not as good as mu Yunfan, the difference is not too much. He has always wanted to find a chance to subdue mu Yunfan and prove himself stronger.


    The celestial burial nods. Since mu Yunfan doesn''t want to, let''s go to Cao Chunqiu.


    "We will live up to our mission." Cao Chunqiu''s spirit array.


    At the same time, the immortal heavenly palace, Huang Lei Tian and Huan Lang Tian all began to discuss in secret, ready to snatch the last "kill". To be on the safe side, they were all ready to release the strongest in the eightfold sky and didn''t want to make any more trouble.


    But at this time, there was a sudden commotion in the stone forest, and many people looked at the top of Panlong mountain in surprise. "What is Qin Ming doing? There seems to be something wrong."


    "If you don''t dare, I''ll have a rest."


    Qin Ming closed his eyes, raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, slowly raised his bloody arms towards the sky.


    He was covered in flesh and blood, lost too much blood, and even the healing effect decreased a lot. He only had one right leg, but he stood there steadily. His mouth, eyes and face were full of blood, and his arms were broken to reveal his white bones. The appearance is unspeakably strange, and there is a frightening and gloomy feeling.


    More and more eyes turned to Panlong mountain again.


    Qin Ming''s lips and teeth moved slightly, as if he was whispering something. For a long time, he slowly lowered his head and hugged his shoulders with bloody arms.


    "What''s he doing? Praying?"


    "What trick?"


    Many people''s hearts suddenly had a burst of vigilance.


    At this time, golden light spots suddenly floated between heaven and earth, appeared out of thin air, scattered all over the sky, and flew silently with the cold wind.


    "What is this?" a man raised his hand and caught a light spot. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a glittering golden feather. It was only as big as his little thumb. It was like a delicate feather, light and delicate.


    The light plume spread over the world, shrouded the stone forest within a radius of 20 or 30 miles, and fell around everyone. Some dispersed, some accepted, and some forcibly destroyed large areas.


    Qin Ming held his arms like a prayer, bowed his head and said softly, "Chuang Sheng Dao, the heaven of the netherworld!"


    All the light plumes are flying all over the sky, from smart and ethereal to sharp. They explode quickly and attack vertically and horizontally. In an instant, light rain penetrates countless people''s bodies, leaving little thumb like holes in them, and then take off one after another. After gathering at high altitude, they continue to rush to the top of Panlong mountain.


    It''s like a golden tide rolling through the stone forest and gathering at the top of the mountain.


    The audience screamed and screamed in horror. They thought it was Qin Ming who wanted to kill everyone with some forbidden technique. However, after the chaos, they found that nothing had happened to them. There was no other discomfort except that the wound was a little painful.


    The celestial burial and others all shook the golden light with weapons. They were not affected. They looked at the top of the mountain with dignified expression. What''s this for?