Qin Ming avoided the snake group and retreated for hundreds of meters to carefully check his body.

"My spiritual power is gone? Where has it gone!"

Qin Ming was sweating all over and almost started to curse. His spiritual power was gone, and the sea of ​​qi and meridians were exhausted without warning. Lei Toad and Shura Knife were all lying quietly in the empty sea of ​​qi, without any fluctuations.

"What does it mean to be gone?" Xiao Zu asked.

"It's gone, it's gone." Qin Ming thought he had an illusion, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and calmed himself down. What if it was an illusion? As a result, after checking and checking, there was still no spiritual power in his body, and it seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.

Xiaozu's little white jade-like claws pressed against Qin Ming's neck to investigate his body: "Huh... I'm really gone..."

"Wait for me." Qin Ming hurriedly sat cross-legged in meditation. This is not a joke. Can you still be considered a warrior without spiritual power? Without spiritual power, what kind of spiritual power shield is talking about? Without spiritual power shield, your body will be completely exposed to danger. Without spiritual power, what kind of martial arts are talking about? What kind of adventures are talking about!

"Suddenly it disappeared?" Xiao Zu carefully investigated Qin Ming and disappeared at all. It was strange, how could this happen?

Qin Ming frowned, calmed his mind and used his martial arts to swallow the spiritual power between heaven and earth. The spiritual power suddenly disappeared, was it swallowed by something, or was it poisoned? The Qi sea was damaged? What's the matter?

Qin Ming sat quietly for a while and slowly opened his eyes. Sweat as big as beans were covered with fear. He was clearly using martial arts, but the spiritual power between heaven and earth was not pulled. It seemed that his body was isolated by some kind of power. He could not feel the spiritual power, nor could he feel the spiritual power.

"Is this the Forbidden Island of Lost in Pleasure?" Qin Ming was a little dazed and said, "Lying...trough..."

The meridians dry up and the sea of ​​qi dry up is a nightmare for any warrior.

"I've been in for so long, why have I swallowed your spiritual power now?" Xiao Zu was shocked. He had never seen such a forbidden area and instantly sucked human spiritual power. There was no sign. And he couldn't feel the existence of spiritual power. On this island, isn't it no different from ordinary people? Thinking of this, Xiao Zu retracted his turtle shell and closed it from the inside. Don't suck my spiritual power dry.

"Hey!! You just shrank in like this?" Qin Ming was so angry that he felt a little tight of his chest. He abandoned me at the critical moment? What's the point of raising you?

Qin Ming took out some spiritual herbs and spirit fruits, swallowed them and stuffed them into his mouth, but... he didn't respond. Usually, the spiritual fruits would be decomposed soon after entering the body, and were refined into cool spiritual power by martial arts and transported into the meridians. This time, he seemed to have eaten some ordinary fruits and directly entered the stomach and intestines. There was no sign of decomposition of spiritual power.

"What the hell is this? Am I poisoned or sealed?" Qin Ming tried to use the Vajra Hunyuan Dao, and the rolling heat waves were boiling all over his body. That was the "yuanli"! Qin Ming at least breathed a sigh of relief. The Yuanli was still there, the power was still there, and the Vajra Hunyuan Dao could still be used. It was not too embarrassing to have power and wings.

"Roar..." A low roar came from behind, and a saber-toothed tiger walked up to a huge rock and stared at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming churned and stood up and ran towards the dense forest ahead.

The saber-toothed tiger let out a deafening roar, roaring the mountains and forests, and the dead leaves flew around. It jumped down from the huge rock, spread its fangs, and pounced on Qin Ming.

Qin Ming turned four or five times in a row, at least he threw the saber-toothed tiger away.

"We need to find other hunters first and figure out what's going on."

However, as Qin Ming ran, he suddenly felt his stomach and intestines become hot. The spiritual herbs and fruits he had eaten began to release spiritual power, like a trickle of water, beginning to nourish the dried meridians.

Can it be refined? Qin Ming quickly used martial arts to swallow spiritual power, and pulled them to flow through the meridians.

The martial arts began to become active, not only swallowing the spiritual power of the spiritual fruit, but also began to absorb energy into the mountains and forests outside the body.

"What's going on? Suddenly it's OK?"

Qin Ming was really inexplicable. He disappeared completely and was isolated, and could communicate spiritual power at the moment.

Really confused.

Qin Ming calmed himself down. Yes, he could feel the spiritual power of nature and refine and absorb the spiritual power. The thunder toad in the sea of ​​qi began to revive, active, and burst into lightning.

I can’t care about that much anymore. I will hurry up and take care of myself first, swallow spiritual power as much as possible, enrich my meridians and sea of ​​qi, and recover a little more.

By the way!

Nine-Colored Curse!

According to Tong Xuan, the Nine-Colored Mantra is to reserve spiritual power for the Qihai.

Qin Ming's thoughts are in line with the nine-colored mantra, and he tries to draw spiritual power from it.

"Buzz." A glimmer of light flashed on the surface of the nine jade stones, and all the human faces opened their eyes, all colors, real and strange. A strong spiritual power penetrated the whole body along the wrist meridians, like a torrent of opening the gate, rushing endlessly.

Qin Ming deeply raised his energy, and his eyes were filled with brilliant colors. It was so magical. As expected, like the real sea of ​​Qi, it did not need to be refined. They seemed to flow with the same origin as Qin Ming's body, rushing and flowing in the meridians, filling the meridians of all sizes throughout the body, and then merged into the sea of ​​Qi, nourishing the silent Shura Sword and Thunder Toad.

In a short while, most of the meridians and the sea of ​​qi were enriched, and the spiritual power in the Nine-Colored Mantra was still pouring in.

Qin Ming turned out to be planning to put away the Nine Colored Curse. After all, he was a big man, and he always felt inappropriate with a bracelet, and it was given by another woman. He was thinking of giving it to Yue Qing in the future. The demon had a double Qihai and did not need the Nine Colored Curse. It was the most suitable for Yue Qing. I didn't expect that I would use it today.

Qin Ming felt the abundance of spiritual power in his body and was grateful to Tong Xuan in his heart.

When about half an incense stick, most of the spiritual power of the Nine-Colored Mantra was exhausted, and the spiritual power of Qin Ming's meridians and Qihai returned to its peak.

Qin Ming breathed a long sigh, but before this breath could be output, his expression froze there.

None?

Damn it! It's gone again?

Qin Ming was shocked to find that his spiritual power was instantly dried up, and no drop was left.

"What the hell is going on? Are you playing tricks on me!"

Qin Ming almost collapsed. He finally recovered, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. Where did they go? The key is that there was no sign, and he disappeared suddenly and incredibly. Even if there were holes in the sea of ​​qi, it would not disappear in an instant. Wait, could it be that the witch Lord Burial Flower did something on him?

Just like the blood mark left on the domineering sword.

Qin Ming rushed to the lake in front, took a shower completely, and changed his clothes to new ones, but he still couldn't feel the existence of spiritual power, let alone draw spiritual power from the mountains and forests.

Qin Ming holds the Nine-Colored Curse, should I replenish it?

There shouldn't be much spiritual power left here.

By the way, my spiritual power is gone, why hasn't the spiritual power inside it disappeared?

Is it not the time, or why?

Qin Ming thought about it and put the Nine-Colored Spell into the space ring. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid of if it was. If he even did it, Qin Ming would say goodbye to the spiritual power completely, hide it first, and take it out and use it at the critical moment.

"Wow, my friend, I'm very idle, I still have time to take a shower?" A group of people passed by, their expressions strange.

"Friend, ask, what's going on with this Forbidden Island?" Qin Ming looked at the crowd coming and focused his attention to investigate. Some people were surging with a strong aura, while others were cautious and could not find their spiritual power.

The group ignored him, left all of them and went deep into the forest.

"Are people so cold?" Qin Ming calmed down with his eyes closed for a while. He must not panic or be confused. Without spiritual power and energy, these fists can still break and hit. I don't believe that I can't find anyone to ask clearly about the situation.

"Xiao Zu? Have more water of life?" Qin Ming knocked on the turtle shell. This girl pretended to be dead inside. I can't count on anyone. He cheered up and walked into the forest.

"ah……"

"Good, get out of here...sister!!"
Chapter completed!