"I can't guarantee that Qianqiuhou will come to see you alone, and I can't guarantee that you will meet him alone." Qin Ming reminded himself to calm down and his mind was turning a secret. What could force the witch lord Burial Flower to this point? He secretly wanted to meet Qianqiuhou in private.

"It's so easy to get ahead? It seems that the way we talk is too easy."

"Easy? You woman is so poisonous." Qin Ming was beaten and beaten and almost destroyed. How easy is this?

The witch of the Burial Flowers changed gestures in the void with her left hand. After a while, six petals floated over from the depths of the dense forest, followed by six violent silver wolves. They were majestic and strong, with bright steel needles, and their mouths were sharp teeth, and their saliva was flowing.

This is an extremely warlike and very destructive beast that even preys on its own.

"It's just the first level of Earth Martial Arts, I can't kill me." Qin Ming frowned slightly, and immediately supported the spiritual shield.

"I can't kill you, chew it slowly."

"What does it mean?" Qin Ming's heart tightened.

The Burial Flower Witch Lord pointed at Qin Ming with one finger, and the six violent silver wolves were like wild beasts breaking free from chains, rushing toward Qin Ming.

"Get out!" Qin Ming was angry and was about to hit the critical strike when he swung his fist.

"Don't resist, kill a wolf, I will destroy your arm." The witch of the Burial Flower Controlled more than ten petals to lock Qin Ming.

"You..." Qin Ming forced himself to hold back his fist and gritted his teeth to control the spiritual shield.

The six violent silver wolves seemed to be hungry and threw themselves down Qin Ming's body one after another, biting them madly. The sharp fangs bit their arms, stomach, neck, etc., shook their heads hard, and the sharp claws like sharp blades twitched and pressed him randomly. If it weren't for the spiritual shield, the six beasts would soon tear him apart. Even so, watching them chew and tear his body wildly, that feeling was crazy. If Qin Ming hadn't had strong ability to withstand, he might have collapsed.

Qin Ming was furious, but he had to bear it. "No wonder no one dared to marry you. You are so perverted!"

"Agree, or refuse." The witch of the Burial Flower was unmoved. Her calm eyes and calm state of mind made people feel cold.

Six violent silver wolves were biting Qin Ming frantically. They could not chew Qin Ming's spiritual shield and became more and more cruel. One wolf bit his neck, four wolf bit his arms and legs, pulled him up, and the other wolf jumped onto him and chewed in the face.

"Get out!!" Qin Ming was furious, his whole body aroused a thunderous tide, and he rushed in all directions like an explosion. Six violent silver wolves were shattered on the spot, and the deep pits were sprinkled with lightning.

The Burial Flower Witch Lord did what he said, and more than a dozen petals hit critically in an instant, all hitting Qin Ming.

"Bitch, I don't have time to mess around with you, so I'll say goodbye." Qin Ming's four wings fluttered and soared into the sky before the petals hit him.

The Burial Flower Witch Lord pointed his right hand towards the sky, and all the more than ten petals turned, like a whistling blade, straight up to the sky, chasing Qin Ming. Qin Ming was very fast, but he was facing a move controlled by the Holy Martial Arts. After avoiding the five petals in a row, other petals hit the body one after another. This time the petals were stronger and more ruthless than the last time, like a rushing arrow, piercing through the body.

The blue sky, golden blood was drifting, and the screams were so sad and painful.

All the five petals that he avoided retreated, and a violent blood tide suddenly tumbling, like a roar of rivers, and five consecutive impacts knocked Qin Ming from high altitude towards the forest.

The little turtle shook his head in his pocket, it was miserable, it was so miserable. Poor kid, why did he meet such a crazy woman?

Qin Ming fell into the mountains and forests and fell into the deep pit and lay in front of the witch of the Burial Flower. This time he was injured even worse. He lay there for a long time without recovering. The life energy released by the golden blood rushed everywhere in his body to stop bleeding, relieve pain, and heal the wounds. However, Qin Ming was in serious injuries. He saved a full stick of incense before he could stop the blood.

"Agree, or refuse?" The witch of the Burial Flower was waiting for his answer. She was beautiful and charming. The blood-red robe made her look like a blooming flower, but her brightness was bloody and cold.

"Kill me, I won't be humiliated by you." Qin Ming struggled, with a grim face, and swung his fist to take the Burial Flower Witch Lord. "I'll die, you will fulfill it!"

"Bang!" The witch of the burial flower reached out to stop him, and a burst of energy rippled from his palm. The transparent ripples were silently and unintentionally, but it hit Qin Ming like a mountain torrent, completely submerging him.

In front of the Holy Wu, Qin Ming was completely vulnerable. His seriously injured body churned in the air, hitting the edge of a deep pit, bounced away again, landing in the woods, sprinkling golden blood all over the ground.

In the Qihai Sea, Shura Swords and Thunder Toads all woke up, but they were facing the fierce holy power outside, and they remained calm.

The witch of the Burial Flowers danced around the flower witch, and the lotus steps moved lightly, walked through the deep pit, and walked towards Qin Ming. "The last chance, obey me and meet Qianqiu Hou, I will ensure you are safe and sound. Resist, nail you to Tuocang Mountain and wait for death, and lead the Heavenly King Hall to appear to see if the Heavenly King Hall can still resist the encirclement of the sea clan."

"Just nail me to Tuocang Mountain. I shouted that it hurts. I am not Qin Ming." Qin Ming coughed blood and stood up swayingly.

"I really think I dare not?"

"You dare, you are powerful, you are majestic, okay? I'm in your hands, I admit it!" Qin Ming staggered back two steps and sat down against the tree. When he was in Qingyun Sect, he was in a mess and humiliated in all kinds of ways, and was ravaged by disciples from the Lingwu Realm. After leaving, he almost forgot the taste, and today... he tasted it again.

After a lot of hardships, I escaped from Wansui Mountain, but I didn't expect to fall into the hands of the Witch Palace again. My life is so miserable.

"You are not as smart as I thought. If you give you a chance, you don't know how to grasp it."

"If you feed me poison, I have to continue. This is how smart it is? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. Take me away, go to Tuocangshan and nail me to it. By the way, with your vicious personality, you have to ruin me before going. Come on, even if you come, break your arms or legs first? Do you want me to drag my intestines out and use them as a scarf for you?" Qin Ming stared at her coldly with blood.

The Burial Flower Witch Lord withdrew thousands of petals and wanted to wrap Qin Ming. "I'll give you a third choice."

“No choice.”

"I can take you to the Thunder Ancient City."

"You say it again?"

"Thunder Ancient City, your home!"

"Bitch, if you have something to do, don't pull my family." Qin Ming stood up like a lion who was suddenly angry, grabbed the bark and stood up.

"Do I kill you in public or use your life to make them... commit suicide."

"You dare!"

"The new choice is whether the Heavenly King Palace will die or your Thunder Ancient City will be destroyed."

Qin Ming was gasping violently, his eyes covered with golden blood.

"Stop talking harshly, it makes you seem even more incompetent! Answer me, take me to find Qianqiuhou, or I will take you to Thunder Ancient City."

“There is another option.”

"explain."

"I'll waste you and sell you to the flower building! Don't worry, I'll take care of your business every day."
Chapter completed!