Lu Tianxiang took a look at Qin Ming who had walked out, ignored it, and regarded it as a trained hunter. "Witch Lord, Qin Ming must be on this island, I can be sure!"

The Burial Flower Witch Lord did not recognize Qin Ming, and his spiritual consciousness sprinkled onto the deep island. Although her realm had regressed and her body was weak and painful, the spiritual consciousness of the fifth level of the Holy Martial Heaven was enough to cover half of the island.

Qin Ming pretended not to know each other, looked quietly for a while, turned around and walked back to the forest, but when he glanced at the corner of his eyes, he saw the woman in red rising up in the air and flew into the depths of the island. Lu Tianxiang quickly followed and rushed into the forest.

"Shengwu? Lu Tianxiang doesn't find a place to hide it, what should I find when I run here?" Qin Ming murmured to himself, and casually called out the "Thunder Eel". Waiting for them to leave before leaving, so as not to expose the boat and himself. Shengwu's spiritual sense is still very terrible.

Before leaving, the Ghost of Burial Sea left the Thunder Eel to Qin Ming. He no longer needed a boat, and it was useless to keep it. It just so happened that Qin Ming had enough five boats to gather.

The Thunder Eel has been repaired by the Ghost of the Burial Sea, and its navigation speed will be at least twice that of other boats. Whether it is crossing the sea or escaping, it is very good.

Qin Ming sat on the stone on the top of the mountain, looking at the woman flying in the sky, as if she was very anxious. Is there any treasure on the island? Lu Tianxiang left here before?

The Burial Flower Witch Lord swept the islands with his spiritual sense. Not to mention Qin Ming, there is not a single living person, except Lin Mu or a spiritual demon.

Apart from……

The Burial Flower Witch Lord looked at Qin Ming on the top of the mountain from a thousand meters above the sky, and his spiritual consciousness came like a tide.

The sixth level of the Earth Martial Realm? No. According to Lu Tianxiang's introduction, the Qin Ming Realm is in the fourth level of the Heaven.

Qin Ming was a little uneasy. She was investigating me? Not looking for treasures, was she looking for someone? "Xiao Zu, help me find out what level of that woman."

"What woman?"

"A woman came there."

"Why, I'm itchy?"

"You keep resting."

The Burial Flower Witch Lord fell into the mountains and forests with sharp eyes like a knife. "Are you sure Qin Ming is on this island?"

"I still feel half an hour ago, I am indeed in this position, but..."

"But what?"

"Have you left?" Lu Tianxiang hated Qin Ming, a damn bastard, making me so embarrassed.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I dare not! I really dare not! Either I have left or hid it." Lu Tianxiang asked the witch master of Burial Flower to wait for a while, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and feeling it intently. He tried to capture the marks on the black dragon warship, and was also feeling the marks on the Tibetan grass in the infant soul. This island is small, not big. If Qin Ming was really here, the marks should have responded, even a little bit.

On the top of the mountain, Qin Ming felt more and more uneasy. He turned around and walked down the top of the mountain, walked through the dense woods, and ran towards the beach. He did not need the Thunder Eel, and just made a piece of wood as a boat.

However, just as he stepped onto the beach and rushed towards the ocean, a blood light fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the sea.

boom!

A blood-red petal was like a meteorite, shaking the beach, exploding violently, trembling with the island, as if even the rock formations in the depths were cracked, making a low and terrifying creaking sound. In the nearby mountains and forests, a large number of birds flew in fright, chirping and feathers drifting.

Qin Ming dodged in horror, retreated for hundreds of meters, and looked back and saw a petal penetrated the huge trees, shooting rapidly, and storming towards Qin Ming.

petal?

Could it be... the Burial Flower Witch Lord?

Qin Ming cursed in his heart, how could it be her? Why did she get mixed up with Lu Tianxiang?

Are they here looking for me?

How could they know I'm here?

How could he find me?

Qin Ming's mind flashed countless doubts, avoiding the petals, gritted his teeth, and the golden wings suddenly spread out, bringing up golden light in the sky, the wings fluttered, and the strong wind whistled, and he soared into the sky.

"Qin Ming, it's you." A cold sound came from the forest. In an instant, the sky was red. A petal was divided into two, two into four, constantly splitting, and in an instant, it divided into thousands of differentiations, like a fire cloud, lying in the sky, with blood qi overwhelming, blocking Qin Ming's way and reflecting his face into blood red.

Damn it! Qin Ming suddenly stopped, flipped over the air, and shot into the sea.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Thousands of petals descended like rainstorms, shooting rapidly, crossing the space, making a harsh and dense whistling sound. Each petal dragged the fierce blood and surged with amazing energy.

Qin Ming had long seen the power of these petals and did not dare to take it forward. The moment before hitting the sea, it flipped violently, and with a rotating wind, it crashed into the tide and drilled into the seabed.

Thousands of petals followed, like dense sharp blades, and continued to penetrate into the tide.

"Finished! Haha!" Lu Tianxiang laughed wildly, his face looked ferocious with excitement. He caught a faint blood mark on this island and responded. It was certain that Qin Ming was on the island, and he must have hidden somewhere. Where? It seemed that there was only one man on the island. The Burial Flower Witch Lord was just a test to see if that person was Qin Ming. As a result, he exploded as soon as he exploded. His appearance changed, and his golden wings were too conspicuous.

The sea riots, and the rumbling sounds sounded over the sea. A large number of whirlpools appeared on the calm sea surface, and dense bubbles surged out of the sea, as if boiling.

Thousands of petals blocked each other, rushing on the seabed, cutting the sea water, as fast as lightning. Every collision detonated directly, and Qin Ming's blood was ripped and he was in a mess.

Qin Ming broke through the siege again and again, was blocked by the petals again and again, and was forced to return to the beach.

"Bitch!" Qin Ming cursed, knocked away the wave and rushed into the dense forest.

There is a deep trench below the lake deep in the island, which continues to the depths of the seabed, and may be able to escape from it.

He had been in seclusion there before and knew the passage very well.

Thousands of petals followed closely, swelling violently and rushing rapidly, like a giant red bird, raising up a huge bloody energy and driving Qin Ming away.

"Qin Ming! I didn't expect that we will meet again." Lu Tianxiang rushed over from the dense forest, his face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his laughter was harsh. During the month and a half of his retreat, he adjusted his body, and his realm was successfully raised to the first level of heaven, and he returned to the fifth level of earthly martial arts.

"Did you mark me?" Qin Ming could only think of this. His murderous intent splashed in his eyes, his speed did not decrease. He flapped his wings and galloped, breaking the numerous trees, and storming Lu Tianxiang.

"Smart! The black dragon warship and the infant soul Tibetan grass have marks! Do you regret it? Haha!" Lu Tianxiang rushed towards him. The evil spirit flute rotated in his palm, clamped tightly with a snap, and a strange sound rushed out of the flute hole, like a sharp needle, locking all of Qin Ming's head and arrived in an instant.

He is the fifth level of Earth Martial Heaven, and Qin Ming is the fourth level of Earth Martial Heaven... Huh? No!!

"The Great Chaos True Thunder Art, Thunder Bear Critical Strike!" Qin Ming's whole body was filled with thunder, and a roar exploded on the tip of his tongue. The thunder rushed, sweeping over ten meters, making it even more dazzling. The trees in front, back and left and right were shattered by fierce lightning, as if they were shattered by thousands of steel knives.

Diwu... Sixth level of heaven? Lu Tianxiang's expression suddenly changed, and it was too late to retreat.

"die!"

"roar!"

Qin Ming swung his fist, and the thunder tide gathered.

A powerful thunder bear was formed in the fierce and bright thunder tide, roaring from the sky, roaring with the sound of the mountains and forests, and the violent aura shook the space. The thunder bear, which was more than ten meters, was shocked, with its eyes, fangs, and tongue clearly visible. It raised its thunder claws high and slapped at Lu Tianxiang with its thunder claws.

"Master Witch, save me..." Lu Tianxiang screamed, and the grinding-like thunder claws quickly enlarged in his trembling pupils.

With a loud bang, the scream came to an abrupt end. Lu Tianxiang was slapped alive and blood was splattered, adding a terrifying force to the roaring Thunder Bear.

With one blow, Qin Ming's speed did not decrease and crashed into the dense forest.
Chapter completed!