"A proud boy, you will die of Panlong Mountain! I'll challenge it!" A man roared, riding a huge "fire parrot" with a stone stick in his hand, and attacked Qin Ming with a wild blow.

boom!

The top of the mountain collapsed, huge rocks flew, and the power of a stick shook Panlong Mountain, and it actually smashed into a deep pit.

"Shameless, two to one?" Someone shouted, but Qin Ming was not afraid, so he soared into the air, danced all over his body, and quickly killed him.

"Die!" The man roared. He did not come from a top force, but he was also a sect with a strong foundation and strong strength. He roared and rumbled, like a hurricane roaring. Under him, the evil fire parrot opened his mouth and sprayed a white flame. The high temperature was terrifying, melting the sky and turning into thousands of firebirds and pounced over. The vast area was burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Qin Ming was fearless and moved forward, his body was full of thunder and lightning, like thousands of thunder whips dancing wildly, leaping hundreds of meters. From a distance, he looked like a strange and irritable blood-colored thunder cloud, which slammed into the white flame tide.

"Lei Peng! Domineering Fist!" Qin Ming roared in the sky, and the rioting thunder tide suddenly gathered, turning into a thunder wings spreading, disrupting the sky, and shattering the terrifying white flame tide. Lei Peng was fierce and fierce, with the power of destruction surged inside and outside, hitting the evil fire parrot, and shattering it on the spot. The man on his body was in a panic and almost avoided the thunder tide.

Qin Ming rushed away and flipped quickly. He swept out the hurricane-like whistling energy on his right foot, which was full of energy, and hit the man hard.

At the critical moment, the man roared with ferocious roar, and the angry rotating stone stick hit, terrifying petrified white mist...

The sound of a bang was blocked by the thunder and lightning in Qin Ming's body and did not work. The stone stick was shattered by Qin Ming, and the remaining power of his legs disappeared. It hit the man's shoulder hard, with a crisp crack and a crisp skin and flesh blooming.

The audience exclaimed that Qin Ming's body was as hard as a spiritual weapon, so hard that it was terrifying.

The man screamed and fell. Before he could land, Qin Ming rushed to the ground, and hit a critical blow, piercing his chest and shattering his soul.

Dead? Dead again? Countless people's eyes twitched.

Qin Ming threw away the old man's body and yelled at the battlefield: "Next!!"

"Next!" Hundreds of scattered cultivators from the ancient sea shouted together, their emotions so high that they were filled with blood: "Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"

"kill!!"

Huo Yuntian followed him out, throwing out three giant animal skins, and turning into three terrifying lakes of flames.

It is like magma, with a viscous high temperature; it is like a blue lake, releasing a strange cold air; it is a surging black flames, like thousands of black feathers flying.

Three lakes stretch across the sky, forming three killing fields.

Three types of flames, three ultimate kills, and ever-changing control of the battlefield.

The life-and-death battle in Panlong Mountain broke out in full swing, which also triggered a crazy and evil battle that lasted for a day and a night.

Qin Ming fought wildly in Panlong Mountain, climbed to the sky and attacked violently, and rushed to the boil!

No matter whether you are a strong enemy or a fierce beast, no matter whether you have superb martial arts or your weapons against the sky, Qin Ming is unafraid, his battle power is high, and his body is full of evil.

So what if there are thousands of troops? So what if there are geniuses in Donghuang? Kill! Kill!!

No fear of the sky, no sense of the earth!

Qin Ming's madness and domineering set off a wave of crazes, which also angered a large number of powerful people in the Heavenly Court, and launched a round of fierce attacks.

Many crazy casual cultivators took the stage to challenge, and the strong men carefully selected by the top forces also took the stage one after another. One can't kill you? Then two! Two can't do it? Then ten! Do you want to persist for 88 days? Do you want the heaven and earth to give way? Go to dream. There is no one in the heaven? Let you see if there is anyone in the heaven!

Panlong Mountain fought like a tide, and it was a sensation and turmoil.

The energy between heaven and earth is completely disrupted, sometimes heavy rain is magnificent, sometimes cold waves are frozen, sometimes dust covers the sky, and sometimes muffled thunder roars.

The stone forest where Panlong Mountain is located has become the focus of the Shenxing Rain Forest, and countless spiritual demons and birds of prey look from afar.

Jueying had already lurked here, hiding among the mountains to follow the battlefield. They were excited to see it, and they were frightened to see it.

One after another, the strongest martial arts came on, and the beginning was a desperate battle. Various rare and exquisite martial arts, many rare and powerful weapons, and even sinister hidden weapons and vicious soul techniques were taken to fight, attacking Qin Ming in full.

From noon to evening, from evening to late at night, and after a night of chaos, it continued until the next morning.

The second round of fighting has never stopped since the beginning. Twelve holy martial arts eighth heavens appeared, including casual cultivators, young masters, warriors, beasts, and spiritual bodies. Each showed his style and showed his methods, and dedicated a wonderful, cruel and bloody wild fight.

Everyone's passion was ignited, and the anger of the powerful sects of all parties was ignited. Can't kill them? How could they not be killed? Go, go again!

Inside and outside the stone forest, tens of thousands of creatures gathered together, and they were collectively watching and shouted again and again. They saw their blood boiling, but they were chilling all over. They watched the high-level holy martial artists take turns to take the stage, but were slaughtered by Qin Ming and fell down in various ways, seriously challenging their ability to withstand. On this day and night, all the people who appeared were famous. Not to mention Lu Hui, at least everyone was not a good person, and they had confidence in themselves even if they dared to go up. No one would die in vain.

But one, two, three... five, six, seven... nine... ten...

Qin Ming roared at the sky, attacked fiercely, and completely ran away. Tiewu, Thunder Dao, Sword Art, and the inheritance of the kings. Four types of martial arts succeeded the battle. One was tired and replaced by the other, steadily controlled the whole audience, constantly tortured and killed powerful enemies, threw it at the begonia's refining furnace, and tempered it into a blood pill.

Haitang was anxious to refine the alchemy and gave it back to Qin Ming again and again.

The strong men from the Gu Hai were completely excited, cheering for Qin Ming and shouting for the brutal war, until their throats were hoarse.

The Three-Eyed War Clan, the Immortal Heavenly Palace, the Demon Gods and Beast Mountain, etc., whether it is the top forces or the various sects, they all felt deeply shocked. They were anxious and angry, but they had no choice but to watch them come on stage and fall down one by one. Qin Ming called out "No one in the Heavenly Court" like a loud slap in the face again and again.

However, when Qin Ming killed the eighth man, he finally showed signs of defeat. His spiritual power was completely exhausted and his body was seriously traumatized.

Although he continued to swallow the blood pill during the period, every battle was a huge consumption, and it was even more impossible for the furnace to temper the bleeding pill in a short period of time, and there was a continuous gap.

The ninth fierce battle! The two sides fought violently, the cold wave was frozen, and the ice was trapped in the mountains. Qin Ming narrowly won again, but his left leg was smashed to pieces.

The tenth battle! The Jinyang tribe went to fight, blocking the world with the fiery sun, and burning Panlong Mountain with the power of heaven. Qin Ming finally counterattacked and killed powerful enemies with endless violent power. However... his whole body was blown to pieces, and only one of his four wings was left.

The tenth battle!

Everyone's eyes were red, and anyone could tell that Qin Ming could not hold on anymore, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his body was almost broken to pieces. It was a miracle to be able to live.

Countless forces suddenly emerged, including the Wilderness Sky and the Immortal Heaven Palace, as well as the Three-Eyed War Clan. In the end, the Golden Wolf Clan was the first to climb Panlong Mountain. It was a desperate attack, suppressing Qin Ming and beating him. The extreme speed and the explosion of nearly one million were beaten Qin Ming to vomit blood, and tore off his last wing in public.

Blood sprinkled on the top of the mountain, sad and shocking!

Jueying and the others saw trembling, and many female team members covered their mouths and moistened their eyes. They watched Qin Ming be fought fiercely by the powerful men in the Heavenly Court. Although they were excited and excited, they were more worried and anxious. Now... Qin Ming... couldn't hold on anymore!

They wanted to save people, but they could do nothing.

However, just when everyone thought that the Golden Wolf Clan was going to kill Qin Ming, when the atmosphere in the whole audience was high, and when countless powerful men in the Heavenly Court rushed to the sky to shout for victory collectively.

A violent thunder tide suddenly broke out in Qin Ming's body, intertwining into a majestic thunder bear, slapping the members of the Golden Wolf clan alive.

"He still has spiritual power?" The audience exclaimed, and the ecstatic expression of the Golden Wolf clan was frozen on his face. This was not a little spiritual power, but an angry attack of the thunder tide.
Chapter completed!