Qin Feng felt that Ding Ling had dived underwater, and he frowned slightly. He asked himself that he could not dive so deeply, so he stood on the spiritual sword, and his spiritual consciousness spread wildly like radio waves.

After spreading for nearly ten kilometers, he captured spiritual sensing...

The two powerful men in the realm did escape! But one of them was obviously seriously injured, and the other two blood clans were also extremely seriously injured, and even the flight route was winding.

Thinking that vampires have always been cold-blooded animals that only care about their teammates, Qin Feng probably might have left first or didn't come at all...

Then Qin Feng thought of the results of this time, he only seriously injured one of the land realms and killed one of the peaks of the holy realm... He couldn't help but sigh.

But no matter how much he sighed, he still sent a stream of spiritual power under the water, warning Ding Ling, asking him to fish the body up first.

...

Underwater, Ding Ling held his breath. He first grabbed the compass in his hand and threw it into the Qiankun space, and then grabbed the hand of the earth cultivator. After a stream of spiritual power, he found that this person was completely ineffective.

To be completely unsatisfied, it means death.

"Dead." Ding Ling said to the bright moon in his heart.

Mingyue nodded calmly, as if only a cat or dog died: "There is a forbidden method, do you want to learn it?"

Ding Ling was stunned: "The Forbidden Skill?"

"It is a spiritual skill that is forbidden by all gods in the sky and on the earth. Once used, it will cause punishment for heavenly thunder. Of course, now the lower realm can no longer enjoy heavenly thunder. But no one in the lower realm can do it."

Punishment of Heavenly Thunder! When he heard this, Ding Ling suddenly exploded, but it also aroused his curiosity. The Forbidden Art! It must be the spiritual skill that is so powerful that it is! Thinking of the lack of Heavenly Thunder in the lower realm... So he said very temptedly: "Let me tell me, what aspect is it? Is it similar to the Forbidden Art?"

"It is not power, but ability. This forbidden technique is called the Anti-Qiankun technique. It uses the blood of the deceased as a medium. Before the heart of the practitioner dies, he deprives him of his natal spiritual power, and then forcefully opens the atrial space of the deceased. This means that all the things in the deceased's carry-on space can be brought out!"

As soon as he heard this, Ding Ling immediately knew why the Forbidden Art was called.

Damn! This is completely a corpse-breaking technique! If this spiritual skill spreads on a large scale, then... I don’t know how many malicious murders and treasures will be caused in the world!

Ding Ling gritted his teeth, and he struggled for a moment in his heart. When he was about to refuse, Mingyue said again: "Any good and evil come from the original heart. You don't need to worry too much about this spiritual rule that will affect your state of mind. Perhaps others will not be able to withstand the temptation and embark on a path of random killing. Would you kill people for some garbage magic weapons?"

Ding Ling said: "Nonsense! Of course not, but what is in this guy's universe?"

Mingyue was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know, but I think... since he is holding the Eight Formation in his hand, he should be the Qianji Bloodline. Although the Qianji Bloodline is a slag, he can still calculate something... Then it is very likely that the bamboo slips are in his hands."

Ding Ling was stunned when he heard this! He hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! Teach me..."

As Mingyue introduced the spell into her mind, Ding Ling closed her eyes and instantly inserted his hand into the heart of the deceased.

"It's so disgusting!" Ding Ling said while reciting the spiritual skill of the Anti-Qian Kun Art. In just a moment, he felt a powerful wave of spiritual power coming from his fingertips. After a moment, he felt that he had established a connection with a space.

I saw a mountain of things appearing in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ding Ling took a brief look. The deceased's universe was dominated by various books, followed by necessities of daily life such as clothes, and then some magic weapons, elixirs and immortal grass.

"Sweep it all, he has nothing good." Mingyue also felt it through Ding Ling's spiritual sense.

"Not kind..." Ding Ling sighed, but his subordinates were merciless. In just a moment, they directly transferred these things into their own universe space.

During the transfer, he also discovered the bamboo slips.

Mingyue jumped out of Ding Ling's body, and she stretched out her hand and said to Ding Ling with her spiritual sense: "Give me all the booklets, and he can't track it if it is put into my space."

Ding Ling acted as he said.

At this time, Qin Feng came from above again with a wave of spiritual power. Ding Ling and Mingyue looked at each other, and the two nodded, and then carried the corpse one after another and then moved upstream.

During the floating process, Ding Ling thought about it and stuffed the compass into the hand of the corpse.

With a loud bang, the two of them carried the bodies to the surface.

Ding Ling said with preconceptions: "The missile was so fierce just now, there was only one corpse... Do you think it's a loss?"

As he said that, he took off the compass and threw it towards Qin Feng, then dragged the body to the reef.

The reef was originally exposed to the water one or two meters high, but now it has been cut by one meter in one piece and barely equal to the sea water.

Qin Feng looked at the compass in his hand and sighed slightly, "It seems that this should be Xuantianjun... It is said that Xuantianjun is also a bloodline of thousands of machines, and is known as a ghost plot, and can calculate the affairs of the world... Unfortunately, he did not count this."

Then Qin Feng looked at the tracker again and said, "Why is there no tracking information?"

Ding Ling shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.

Mingyue glanced at him and said lightly: "He must have been put into Qiankun Space. After a person dies, Qiankun Space will automatically close and then collapse. Except for the ancient divine weapons with extremely abundant spiritual power, they will disappear."

Listening to Mingyue's explanation, Qin Feng was slightly stunned! Tiance Mansion has been studying what to do in the universe after the death of a practitioner, but he has not really figured out what these things will happen after a person dies for so many years. After Mingyue's words, it seems that it is really reasonable...

Qin Feng didn't have much regret when he thought that the bamboo slips disappeared. After all, they were just replicas, and even most of the things on display this time were imitations!

This time the exhibition was originally a game!

The final purpose is to exchange for the arrest or death of the "thief" or the robber at a necessary and weak price.

Of course, if you can get a few other bamboo slips from the "thief", it would be an unexpected gain.

So from this point of view, Qin Feng thought he did not deceive Ding Ling.

"I'm leaving this corpse to you. Then I'm going to go back?" Ding Ling bent down, then washed his hands, and he told Qin Feng.

Qin Feng shook his head: "You should go back to Hong Kong with me first. There are many injured people. If possible... I want to borrow your Heavenly Realm and go back directly then."

Ding Ling was stunned and he said annoyedly: "Don't borrow it!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly: "Are you afraid that I will know the secret or strength in your heavenly realm?"

Ding Ling was stunned again. He didn't expect Qin Feng to be so thick-skinned... Just when he didn't know how to answer, Mingyue said lightly: "Yes."

Qin Feng was surprised now...
Chapter completed!