Chapter 2942: Breaking the Nine Heavens

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"rumble……"
The bronze coffin cut through the sky, hit the nine-layer cloud, and fell sharply with the deafening sound of wind breaking.
Qin Ming's avatar suppresses the energy of the body, and also suppresses the spar on the surface of the bronze coffin, so as not to cause unnecessary sensation, and he does not want to alarm the unknown master of the second world. He consciously blended with the bronze coffin and felt the outside world.
The world is vast, the darkness is endless, and the gloomy winds are raging into the sea, and the hurricanes are like roaring ancient beasts roaring in the sky. The overcast thunder ripped through the space, and the strange rays of light shone through the sea and the sky, and also reflected the turbulent waves. The huge waves shook the sky and roared, and the highest waves could even hit the sky.
Between the dark sky and the sea, and in the depths of the riotous ocean, a giant beast snarling and roaring in the sky can be seen vaguely, and the evil bridge can be seen across the void, countless ghosts, and a large number of ghosts. Wandering on it, coming from the unknown, towards the unknown void.
What is this place? Qin Ming secretly wondered, this is not a second world, is it wrong? He just wanted to control the bronze coffin to stay in the air, but the bronze coffin that fell sharply seemed to be affected by some force, was torn across the mighty ocean, and rushed to an island in the distance.
The island area is very large. From a distance, it looks like an ancient beast with its head dormant in the dark sky and sea. When approaching quickly, the island is constantly enlarged in his consciousness, as if it were a land that stretches for thousands of miles.
The island is shrouded in thick blood, the mist is surging and the breath of energy is blooming.
Clouds of mist resemble swirling clouds over the island, as if blending with the ninefold clouds covering the world.
Blood light and whirlpools cut off all investigations and the raging tide of riots.
"Boom!" The bronze coffin flew across the sky in a thunderous manner, hitting the blood light barrier fiercely, and an earth-shattering roar erupted. The island remained motionless, and the barrier undulated with layers of ripples. The bronze coffin climbed in an instant. Cracked.
Qin Ming's color changed slightly. The bronze coffin was built by himself, so tough that he was cracked open?
The bronze coffin shook violently, accompanied by harsh rattling sounds, and kept pushing forward. They confronted for a long time, accompanied by a crackling sound. The bronze coffin broke the prohibition, fell into the depths of the island, and blasted up the gravel.
Qin Ming did not act lightly, thinking of first exploring the situation outside through bronze, but unexpectedly found that the bronze coffin had no reaction, and his consciousness could not be explored.
"I hope nothing went wrong."
Qin Ming pushed open the coffin cover from the inside, watched for a while, and slowly sat up.
The island is also dark, no sun, no moon, and it is shrouded in endless darkness. But the darkness is not pure black, but a gloomy gloom, and occasionally there are many red blood screens floating around. The island is full of rolling hills, of varying heights and postures, all covered with dense trees.
These trees do not know how many years have existed. The branches are thick and the branches are staggered. The giant rhizomes spread like a giant python on the ground.
The bronze coffin fell on an old tree as big as a mountain. The impact force was obviously terrifying, but it didn't fall directly to the ground, but deep into the messy branches. The broken branches are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and for a while, the bronze coffin will be entangled.
Qin Ming jumped out of the bronze coffin and put it in his body, looking out at the thick and dense jungle.
Is this the second world here?
Does this fall into a special mystery, or does the whole world look like this?
Qin Ming soon discovered a weird situation. The scope of his consciousness diffusion was severely limited. The spiritual power, essence, and even the feeling of muscle strength in the body were rapidly fading, as if suppressed by some mysterious force. Already.
"This is the power of the Six Ways and Reincarnation."
Others may be at a loss, but he is familiar with this power. The six spar and reincarnation spar on the bronze coffin are blooming with faint light, rippled through his body.
A small fox suddenly appeared between the branches in front of him. His body was slender, exquisite and exquisite, and he looked very cute, but his hair was blood-red, but his eyes were as dark as ink, giving a strange feeling. The little guy tilted his head and looked at Qin Ming, and seemed to feel a breath of interest from him.
The more Qin Ming looked, the stranger he became, and he couldn't see through the realm of that fox? Impervious to its body structure.
What the is this place?
Or is it because your body and other aspects are incompatible with this world and therefore restricted? However, the nine mountain gods who left were born in their own world. Even if a new world is re-formed, the origin is similar to the first world. Even if there are changes, there will not be too much.
How is this going?
The little fox hesitated for a moment, tentatively approaching Qin Ming.
"Woohoo ..."
A few black birds suddenly flew away in the distance, leaving a deep hissing, and the little fox disappeared instantly, disappearing without a trace.
The two figures twitched between the branches, rushed here from a distance, and stopped at a distance to oppose Qin Ming.
They are a man and a woman. The men are tall and straight, wearing only shorts, exposing their strong muscles. They look handsome, but their eyes are deep and sharp, and they can hardly develop good feelings.
The woman's figure is graceful and graceful. Although she does not wear only shorts like men, she can not wear too much, her clothes are thin and exposed, and her long, white legs are looming under the almost transparent skirt. The two jade arms are flat and flat. The lower abdomen is exposed. The two towering towers in front of them were wrapped in a veil of tulle, which was very tempting.
For the first time, Qin Ming saw people in other worlds. When he was curious, he looked a few more times, as if they were no different from them, in terms of dress ... are they so open?
The woman smiled evilly: "Do I look good?"
"It's okay." Qin Ming probed the breath of the two of them, and couldn't even distinguish the realm, as if they were separated by an invisible barrier, and it was like the undulating fluctuations.
"Okay? That's too low." The woman moaned with dissatisfaction.
"I see that you are very face-to-face. Are you a blood cult of the Dark Sect, or a renegade?" The man was reasoned and did not immediately provoke, but was also testing the origin of Qin Ming. Those who dare to come to this island, except for some really strong ones, are some outlaws, and then the poor worms abandoned by Zongmen, and it is hard for anyone to mess with it.
"I want to know where it is."
"Where?" The men and women exchanged gazes and smiled.
"I seem to have amnesia. When I wake up, I don't know anything." Qin Mingjian simply said a single sentence, but the men and women in front changed greatly, staring at Qin Ming.
"You just woke up?" The woman's eyes slowly became hot.
"Just awake, my head is blank." Qin Ming noticed the changes in the two.
"Where were you when you woke up."
"Just here."
"How long have you slept?"
"Can not remember."
"Oh, you don't need to be nervous, we are not malicious. You just tell us where you woke up and remember something, and we will let you go." The man looked forward, but was a little skeptical.
"Otherwise?"
"Otherwise, we may not be so polite anymore." The man still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were gradually cold, and a weird spine-like weapon was pulled from his back. To be precise, it should be a spine. The sharpened sharpness permeated the cold.