Chapter 432: The feast of extinction

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Chapter 432: Feast of Extinction
The funeral boat floated in the pale night sky, separated by dozens of miles of wilderness, no longer approaching the ancient city of Thunder.
"Witch Lord! There is the ancient city of Thunder, the city's master Qin Ming, and Xuanwu Realm. Three years ago, he took the opportunity and obtained the inheritance of the kings that were sealed in the sea for thousands of years. Later, the news was revealed. Eighteen king statues were dragged back in the watchtower waters, killing two kings and two lords in a row. Since then, the eighteen king statues have been guarded in the ancient city of Thunder. "
Lin Yunhan stood reverently in the luxurious cabin, introducing the situation of the ancient city of Thunder. Blood-red cabins, blood-red beds, blood-red palace pillars, blood-red curtains, almost everything in the cabin was blood-red, including women half-knelt on the ground in blood-coats.
Behind the blood-red barrier, a lazy Li Ying lay on the soft bed obliquely, closing her eyes and recuperating, half asleep and half awake, but the consciousness had shrouded the vast wilderness, covering the ancient city of Thunder.
Eighteen giant statues are exuding magnificent power, and across the wilderness for dozens of miles, watch out for her spreading consciousness.
Silent confrontation, depressing and dangerous.
The guards in the ancient city of Thunder are like enemies. All the warriors rushed to the northern city walls with their weapons, staring at the fog in the distance.
Lin Yunhan was arrogant and powerful in front of outsiders, but he dared not show anything on this funeral boat, obediently like a kitten. "The city's owner Qin Ming had a relationship with Zhao Li. It was probably Qin Ming that saved Zhao Li. Later, Zhao Li returned Qin Ming's grace and then disappeared. But Qin Ming did not know where Zhao Li went. I'm not sure yet. "
A lazy and cold voice came from behind the barrier: "A little Zhao Li, you have been investigating for two years, and you are not sure about the last sentence? You are not afraid that your master crushed your head!"
The last sentence, slow and indifferent, made Lin Yunhan's forehead see sweat on the spot.
Lin Yunhan hurriedly bowed his head: "Zhao Li is cunning and has been hiding, I ..."
"There is no need to explain, the Witch Palace always only looks at the results and does not look at the process. If you do it, you can do it, you can't do it, abdicating people!"
"Witch master!" Lin Yunhan knelt heavily on the ground.
"For up to a year, you can't find Zhao Li, no one can hold you back."
"Xie Wuzhu graced the time." Lin Yunhan wiped off the cold sweat, but didn't dare to get up. "Witch master, we bypass the ancient city of Thunder. Just five hundred miles forward, we should be able to meet my people."
"Are you sure it's a magic silkworm?"
"If you ca n’t be 100% sure, how dare I ask the Lord of Witches to come to the Northern Territory in person. The magic brake silkworm has disappeared long ago, but the magical magic heaven has existed for thousands of years and the environment is special, so I want to try my luck , More than fifty people were arranged to look deep into the phantom magic sky. I did not expect to find it. I have seen it in the past, and it is true that the magic brake silkworm is right. "
"Where was it found?"
"The giant bone cemetery in the magical spirit heaven is a pair of magic brake silkworms, one male and one mother. The magic brake silkworms are very important and can help us find the Dragon Monument and the Trident of the Desert God. I am worried about problems on the road. That ’s why I asked the owner to come here in person.
The northern region is very chaotic. The Yunluo Forest is the main channel into the northern region. It is even more chaotic, and there may be something weird. Lin Yunhan didn't dare to escorting Mocha silkworms privately, so he could only invite the witch master.
"If it's a magic silkworm, I'll keep you in the hall of the witch palace."
"Thank you Lord Wu!" Lin Yunhan said in surprise.
The dark air permeated, the ghosts pulled ships, bypassed the ancient city of Thunder, penetrated into the hinterland of the northern region, and led the disciples of the witch palace that had controlled the magic silkworm.
Shortly after they left, the Eighteen King statue returned to silence, but Thunder City did not sleep all night and sent a guard to rush to Qingyunzong to announce this strange thing.
Their security is hard-won, and they really don't want to experience war anymore.
Qin Ming didn't know what happened in the ancient city of Thunder. He continued to practice in the Yunluo Forest and cultivated a white tiger.
This is the first time White Tiger has slaughtered in the forest. Although born to be supreme and hegemonic, he still needs to fight constantly to accumulate experience and familiarize himself with the secret techniques of inheritance.
Qin fought hard and fought with Bai Hu himself. Every time he abused it, he was seriously injured and unconscious. He occasionally picked some powerful beasts, whether it was in the sky or in the forest, whether it was underground or in the river. In short, drag it out when you see the right one, and throw it in front of the white tiger. Anyway, there is still some water in life in the fingers, which can adjust the injury in time and can't fall into the root cause.
Their future is very difficult, and they will inevitably encounter a life and death danger. Qin Ming wants to let the white tiger understand the danger of survival in advance and become a real war beast.
After another month, White Tiger broke through and entered Xuanwu Realm!
Qin Mingxuan sat on the top of the mountain in a thunderstorm day and cultivated the real chaos of small chaos-a feast of extinction!
As early as in the battle for the king, Qin Ming had already performed the feast of annihilation when confronting Tang Tianyi. At that time, he only had a glimpse at the fur, and it was very crude. Now he has to conduct in-depth research and strive for mastery of control.
The storm is pouring and thunderclouds are pouring!
The bright thunder and lightning hangs all over the world, shocking among the dim mountains and rivers. They are like countless chains, falling from the clouds and gathering on the mountain, each of them blasting with a thunderous sound, containing the energy of destruction.
Qin Ming did not turn on the Shield of the Spirit, but used pure flesh to counter the thunder and lightning. His clothes were torn, and flesh flew during the thunder and lightning. The golden blood was sprinkled on every corner of the mountain. The severe pain irritated every nerve in the body, tearing, shattering, and painless, but he resisted tenaciously. No one can suffer without suffering.
The white tiger roared to the sky, and also learned Qin Ming's appearance to temper the flesh with the help of lightning.
"God is angry? This thunder has been split for a day and night, when will it end."
"Who did the harm?" God lost his temper. "
"Well, it's so maddening, mad God can't break his hate for a day."
"Don't be stunned, work quickly! The spirit demon scared are hiding this day, which is a good time for hunting."
A group of mercenaries ran through the jungle, looking for suitable prey. The thunder and lightning split the sky, the torrential rain poured down, and the sky was dark. Although it was very dangerous, it would also shock those powerful spirit demon. Maybe they would hack some spirit demon and blast out some spirit grass.
"You see, there is someone on the top of the mountain?"
When they passed a high mountain, they were suddenly attracted by the scene on the top of the mountain. All the thunder and lightning within a radius of several miles were splitting to that place. However, even in the depths of the dense thunder and lightning, there is a personal shadow disappearing.
The thunder and lightning kept breaking down and blasted him fiercely, blood splattered, and they saw them startled and grinned. But ... Looking at it, it seems that something is wrong. Thunder Power keeps blasting down, but he didn't split him, he didn't struggle, he seemed to be absorbed?
"My god, this is drinking thunder and lightning as noodles."
"An eye-opener! I've seen a lot of people who have repaired mines, I have never seen this gameplay!"
"Did he bring down the thunderstorm?"
"Hurry on and hurry on, don't disturb people's cultivation, or a thunder will chop you."
They hurried away and dared not approach.
For five days, thunderstorms did not stop, especially in the vicinity of Qin Ming, even the mountains, rivers and old forests could not carry it, causing torrents and mudslides, turbulent in the ancient dense forest.
Occasionally, warriors and raptors passed by this mountain and were shocked to take in the cool air. No one dared to approach.
Qin Mingpan sat on the top of the mountain, not only to practice the feast of extinction, but also to practice the thunder-throwing technique of ancient times. He was full of all kinds of thunder and lightning, which led to the sky and lightning, and there was a bay of thunder in front of him. It was small and exquisite, and filled with horrible energy. It filled the sky and earth. Migration ', like a delicate dragon, echoed a fierce thunder.
Qing Lei continued to condense, becoming stronger and brighter.
With the flick of Qin Ming's fingertips, Qing Lei kept swimming in the thunder pool, like a cute pet.