A fierce battle, from the riot of beasts, to the heavy ending at this moment, lasted for half a day, leaving behind a hundred-mile ruins full of holes, and also leaving behind shocking blood and corpses. The Eight Wilderness Beast Realm deliberately launched this large-scale hunt, but in the end, except for the Abyss War Mastiff, who escaped by chance, the others were either dead or captured.

Leng Xiao took over the Life and Death Sect, but stood there staring at the direction where Qin Ming left for a long time. She respected the genius of the royal family and was also one of the most likely inheritors of the Tianwu Realm to enter the Huangwu Kingdom in the future. She has a very high-minded nature and has always looked down on the genius of all sides. Especially the integration of the Life and Death Sect and her is getting deeper and deeper, which makes her rarely take anyone seriously. But today's short contact made her feel an unprecedented pressure from Qin Ming. This feeling... It was only when she faced Di Ying five years ago.

"Young Master, what's going on?" Qiu Tianhua broke the calm and asked Gong Yifeng. The mystery of the curse actually failed? It was the power inherited from the way of heaven. Even if Qin Ming was the legendary sky-killer, it could only be weakened at most, and it would never be safe and sound without any influence.

Others also looked at Gong Yifeng. The curse secret was one of their confidence in daring to hunt Qin Ming in the prehistoric battlefield. As long as Gong Yifeng takes action, Qin Ming's life and death can be played with and applauded, and no matter how many accidents there are, they can withstand it. However, as soon as they met, Gong Yifeng's curse secret was directly invalid. Leng Xiao's life and death gate had an accident, which would have been a blow to their confidence.

Moreover, Gong Yifeng is almost like a god of death in the Tianwu Realm. It is dangerous and terrible. Now that he suddenly loses the "divine power", it makes it difficult for them to accept.

"Qin Ming's scream at the beginning was not fake, it means that the curse mystery could affect him, but I don't know if there is any way to temporarily suppress it." Gong Yifeng was also calmly recalling that no one could withstand his curse mystery. No one could withstand Qin Ming, and Di Ying could not be possible. Qin Ming's first two screams were definitely not fake. He had heard the painful voice for decades, so there would be no mistake. But why did he suddenly resist it? Whether it was crushing his head, piercing his chest, or even directly shattering the puppet, it would have no even any effect.

"Your curse has many kinds. If the blood curse is not good, you can change it to other curse seals." Leng Xiao withdrew his gaze and a cold light appeared in his eyes. Today is just the first time he contacted him, and he has an understanding. The next time he faces Qin Ming, they will learn from the lesson and be prepared to deal with it better.

"There are many kinds of curses, but..."

"But what?"

"It can't be used on Qin Ming." Gong Yifeng is not the kind of person who is eager to make progress and impulsive. He is very cautious in his attitude towards the mystery of curse. He is not sure why Qin Ming is not affected by the curse, so he doesn't want to waste more energy and time to try. After all, if it fails again, there will be big trouble when encircling Qin Ming.

"Then you mean..."

"White Tiger!"

"The White Tiger is already in the eighth level, and it is the king of all beasts, the supreme pure blood. Are you sure to control the White Tiger?" Leng Xiao did not want to raise his opponent, but he had to admit the power of the White Tiger. In the demon clan, many pure blood fighting beasts with strong bloodlines are in some ways that are directly close to the mysterious power of the human race, and the White Tiger... can definitely receive this honor.

"Even if this white tiger comes from ten thousand years later, it is also the inheritor of the White Tiger clan. It has been suppressed by the curse of the Ten Thousand Beasts for ten thousand years. It will definitely have the mark of the curse of the Ten Thousand Beasts on it. The curse power was arranged by the entire demon clan, and its power is very domineering. As long as I re-exert the curse of the Ten Thousand Beasts again, it should be able to stimulate the seal power in its bloodline. At the least, it will limit its power, and at the worst, it will be killed directly!" A sinister cold light flashed in Gong Yifeng's eyes. If Qin Ming doesn't work, replace the white tiger, and cannot be hanged from a tree. As long as the white tiger dies, their power can still easily suppress Qin Ming.

"Are you confident?" Others couldn't help but gather their eyebrows. Although the White Tiger Clan was cursed, the White Tiger Clan was ten thousand years later, and the bloodline of the entire White Tiger Clan was reborn. Is there any mark on its body or whether it was immune to that curse? It's really hard to say.

"You'll know it when you try it!" Gong Yifeng knew the power of cursing than anyone else. He could determine that the white tiger still had that mark on it, but it was suppressed and immune. But if it awakened again with the power of the Heavenly Way of Curse, it would definitely produce a huge effect. He was absolutely sure that he could severely injure the white tiger and limit its power, it depends on whether it could directly kill the white tiger.

"Then try it! As long as we restrict the White Tiger, we are enough to deal with Qin Ming." Qiu Tianhua said in a deep voice.

"Don't be depressed anymore, let's go, the face I lost today will definitely be won back another day."

"We really need to find ten thousand kinds of spirit demons?"

"At least!" The "Ten Thousand Beasts" cursed by the ten thousand beasts is just a concept description. It is said that the types of spirit monsters gathered by major royal families at that time reached more than 100,000. Although it does not require so many, ten thousand must be available. Fortunately, the environment in the prehistoric battlefield is very ancient, and the number of spirit monsters that survive is very large, enough for them to prepare.

In the dense forest on the edge of the ruins, there are a large number of human powerhouses gathered, as well as strong people from the demons and demons. They did not see the scene of Qin Ming fighting with the Eight Wilderness Beasts, but saw the ending of the Eight Wilderness Beasts, and also saw the confrontation between Qin Ming and the Tianwu Realm and the compromise between the Tianwu Realm.

Qin Ming once again created a miracle. After hunting down the three princes of the Hundred Refining Beast Realm, he captured the three princes of the Eight Wilderness Beast Realm today. The four royal families entered the battlefield of the prehistoric battlefield. In less than a month, the two demon families were wiped out, and one human royal family compromised.

Before this, everyone might have been sure that Qin Ming would die, it depends on how much he could torture and how many powerful royal families could be killed. However, at this moment, everyone's previous firm thoughts were shaken now, and they even began to worry about the teams in the Wuhui Realm and Tianwu Realm.

If...it was really if Qin Ming could massacre all the elites of the four royal families on the battlefield of the prehistoric battlefield, what a terrifying record would it have and how huge the sensation would it have caused?

Fan Yang was in the crowd, but his heart couldn't help but twitch. He was looking forward to Qin Ming's death again and again, thinking that Qin Ming would die again and again, but the bastard was alive and became stronger and stronger. He was so powerful that he felt a heavy pressure when he thought about it now, and he didn't even have the urge to challenge him.

Fairy Yuechan stared at the vast ruins of the battlefield, stretching for hundreds of miles, filled with various residual energy, constantly forming various mystery or shock waves, and her remaining power remained undiminished. She never expected Qin Ming to persist for so long, let alone he could create such a miracle.

"Qin Ming...Qin Ming..."

"Can you really go to that point like the God of War Killing Heaven?"

"But so what about that step? He has fallen, how long can you stand?"

"The God of War Killing the Sky, the palace masters of the past were willing to betray Shaoyang Palace and would all rely on each other."

Fairy Yuechan murmured, her eyes drooped slightly, and she silently walked into the ancient rainforest.

An old man sat on a tree branch, with a little bird standing on his shoulder, also looking at the ruined battlefield covered with dark clouds in front of him. In fact, they came earlier, earlier than the Tianwu Realm. It can be said that they witnessed most of the passing, but they did not take action, but watched silently.

Xiaoque whispered: "I can't feel the breath of the Immortal Nether Phoenix."

The old man stood up from the tree branch and tidied up his clothes slightly: "Before Baili Jinyu disappeared, someone saw it fighting Qin Ming."
Chapter completed!