Ji Yaohua looked back and her mind was trembling. How did this demon tiger catch up?

"Sister... save me..." Ji Yaoxue's throat shattered, her whole body was alive and she was dying.

"Hold on for a while!" Ji Yaohua rose into the air in a speeding manner, stepped on the wind and clouds, and flipped in the air with Ji Yaoxue in her feather fan, and she threw out thick fog, a vast white area, hitting the white tiger. The thick fog was like clouds and sea, and instantly flooded the forest.

Boom! The thick fog riots, and thousands of vines were rushing out, as if they were thunder, and the rumbling sounds shattered dozens of big trees, dozens of tons of rocks hit the white tiger head-on, and flooded it one after another. Countless vines were as hard as steel, with green light flashing, and cold light hitting the tiger's body violently and violently, trying to penetrate and wrap it around.

The white tiger roared angrily, wearing a battle suit, rushed forward fearlessly, and white lights bloomed all over his body. It rushed forward wildly in the craze of the vine, and in a blink of an eye it killed, soared into the air, and pounced on Ji Yaohua.

Ji Yaohua's expression suddenly changed, she landed gracefully, and she was speeding at full speed, and her feather fan swung repeatedly to block the fierce tiger.

Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, covering his neck with force. The blood flowed continuously, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He endured the severe pain and mobilized the golden blood to heal the wound with all his might. The blood vessels, bones, and flesh on the neck were all shining with a faint golden light, surging vitality, healing and adhesion at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More than 30 hunters stood a hundred meters away and looked at Qin Ming in surprise. There was a pain called "It hurts when you look at it". His neck almost cut off. He didn't even shout? Is this strong or crazy? A 8th level of Earth Martial Arts almost killed the Ninth level of Heaven? It would be fine for an ordinary Ninth level of Heaven. Ji Yaoxue is a genius from Dihuang Island and a beauty in the Yanguan Sea. He is really fucking.

"Take him dead while he is sick!" A hunter suddenly reminded, his voice was very low.

The eyes of others were lit up and their hearts were moved. The jade tripod in Qin Ming's hand was definitely a rare treasure, and that heart might have a big secret. If they could get it, it would be worthwhile for them to take the risk to visit the Qingluan ancient site. However, Qin Ming's cruelty left a shadow on them. If they really fight, they would be dead but not dead.

"What are you afraid of? His neck is almost broken."

"What should he do if he goes crazy?"

"Just he is crazy? It's not easy for us to mess with when we get crazy."

"When we go together, aim it at his neck and hit him. Qin Ming is a little crazy, but he is not undead. Killing him will not only get the treasure, but also take his head to the sea clan to receive a reward."

They were cheering each other and eager to try, but no one dared to take the first move, and no one really stepped forward. They looked at Qin Ming, covered in blood, and felt a burst of grief in their hearts.

After a while, a captain raised his anger and looked fierce, and he was afraid that Qin Ming was also a human being, not a god. He held the heavy sword in his hand tightly and approached Qin Ming with his hands.

The others winked at each other and surrounded each other.

Qin Ming, Ji Yaoxue and Ji Yaohua's battle just now destroyed hundreds of meters of trees, with green leaves all over the ground, and the fog was floating, which was very quiet. They tried not to make any sound, and even held their breath temporarily and moved forward quietly.

The captain in front walked slowly and slowly, his spiritual power rushing in his meridians and gathered towards the heavy sword. He stopped a little at ten steps away from Qin Ming, roared and rushed towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Is there anything wrong?"

The captain's heart trembled, and the heavy sword he had slashed out twisted and hit the ground hard. He swelled all over, raised his sword and attacked, and he turned into a sword dancing, and said hello: "Ho! Mr. Qin is awake? It's okay, I'll move!"

The others who were about to rush out suddenly stopped, with a black look on their faces. Isn't it embarrassing?

The captain jumped and danced with his sword, laughed, and turned away from Qin Ming. When he turned his back to Qin Ming, he almost slapped himself. He was so fucking unwilling torture! When he retreated, the others lost their fighting spirit and scattered.

"What's going on with you? Are you embarrassed?" They gathered together again and scolded the captain.

The captain's face turned red, shy and annoyed. Even he didn't expect to make such indecent actions, and he was famous for his lifetime.

"Go again! Stop being slow."

"You take the lead!"

"He will recover one more point after one delay."

They argued for a long time, and evilly aroused their courage, their faces were full of ferociousness, and they nodded hard, shouted in a low voice, turned around collectively, holding up the weapons and were about to kill them, but... more than thirty people's hearts trembled suddenly and all froze.

Qin Ming had already stood up, spread his wings, and looked at them coldly.

The corners of their eyes twitched, their eyes drifting, and they didn't dare to look directly at Qin Ming's eyes. After hesitating for a while, they turned back. "Why... discuss it again?"

At this time, a clear roar of tigers came from the mountains and forests, and the white tiger came back. After chasing for thousands of meters, it failed to slaughter the two women. It was worried about Qin Ming's safety and returned in a hurry.

"Young Master Qin, you can recover from your injuries. There will be a period of time later." The hunters did not stop and said hello, and rushed without looking back. The white tiger dismantled the Red Flame Vermillion Bird on Kirito Island. It was extremely powerful and was at the peak of the Earth Martial Arts. They dare not provoke it.

Xiao Zu lay on Qin Ming's shoulder and yawned: "I said, boy, you are not as crazy as you, nor are you fighting like this. If you should be yin, you should be damaged. If you should be run, you have to run. If you continue like this, you will die sooner or later."

"You can help me, can I do this?"

"You want to have your life and death experience, can you blame others? Every time you encounter danger, you ask me to help you, but you can't do it. I'm not helping you, but hurting you!" Xiao Zu stretched his arms and legs lazily.

"You, there is nothing else except opening your mouth." Qin Ming's throat was sore and his speech was vague. Despite his efforts to suppress it, the blood still ran around and lost control frequently.

"It won't take long to miss the mouth of my ancestors. At that time, you won't have to listen to it."

Qin Ming didn't hear the other meaning in Xiaozu's words. When Baihu came back, he covered his bloody throat and left quickly.

In a valley.

Qin Ming took out the jade tripod, lifted the cover of the tripod, and the green light squirted, reflecting the trees and plants into green. The rich fragrance of medicine filled the valley in a blink of an eye, and the flowers and plants were all erect and relaxed, greedily absorbing the energy in the medicine.

Qin Ming led the blue fog to gather into his body, conditioning his injuries and healing the wounds on his neck.

Although it was just a blue mist, the medicinal effect was extremely amazing. A cool breath flowed all over the body, swelling into the flesh and blood, and gathered towards the wound on the neck. Not only did it greatly relieve the pain, but it also cooperated with the wound to heal. The medicinal liquid in the jade cauldron was refined by countless genius treasures, and any drop could surpass the water of life.

After all, they have been refining for thousands of years and have cured the hill alive.

Qin Ming treated it for a long time, and the Qingwu and the golden blood gradually stabilized the injury. The blood vessels and flesh on the neck were basically healed. Although it was still very painful, it was basically not a serious problem. For the same injury, others may need to recuperate for ten or half months, or even longer. It only took him a few hours, which is the beauty of the golden blood.

The white tiger stared at the heart, looked left and right, with a curious face, and had the urge to swallow it.

Qin Ming held his heart and felt its powerful beating: "If I eat it, will I break into the Holy Martial Realm directly?"

"No! You will be transformed into a pot of green water in this jade tripod." Xiao Zu stared at it for a while. The energy of the heart was much larger than it expected at first, and it was even dangerous.

"Where are the three of us practicing together?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Zu jumped to his heart, and the turtle shell was filled with a misty white light, and he carefully investigated it. "Come on, and pull me out whenever something is wrong."

Qin Ming held the chain tightly and took action at any time. What kind of heart is this? What kind of holy object is the jade tripod!
Chapter completed!