Chapter 2131 Primordial Battlefield Shura Netherworld
Chapter 2139 Shura Netherworld
Qin ordered them to wander through more than a dozen places in the forest, deliberately leaving some subtle traces, and finally crossed the space one after another and hid in a far away place. They didn't dare to underestimate the tracking capabilities of the royal families, and the death of Fire Dragon was a stimulus to Bahuang Beast Realm and the other two royal families. If they unite, their situation will be even more critical.
"How to deal with it?" Yang Dingfeng looked at the three huge corpses in front of him. Even though they were dead, the surging soul power and blood energy were still entrenched and steaming violently. Even if a spirit demon of this level dies, its corpse may not rot for thousands of years, and if it is acquired by someone in the future, it may be inherited from the bones and chances from the flesh and blood. He really wanted to absorb one quickly and smelt one of them. No matter which one, it would be a great tonic, and it would be more likely for him to hit the eighth heaven.
"One person, one person, what chance do we have to advance to the Eighth Heaven of Heavenly Martial Arts?" Qin Ming was also looking at the corpse in front of him. He had obtained the ancient lightning swallowing technique, and swallowed the profound meaning of offering sacrifices to spirits. He expected to be able to enter the Eighth Heaven. It failed. Now there are three corpses of pure-blood giant beasts in front of him, and he wants to try swallowing one, but... what if he fails? Such a waste.
"I...not at all..." Yang Dingfeng shook his head. Although he had been stuck at the peak of the seventh heaven for a long time, he had also swallowed a large number of beasts' spirit cores in the Hundred Refining Beast Realm. But swallowing one of them can at most improve his strength a little, and it is basically impossible to break through the realm. On this point, Yang Dingfeng doesn't want to be selfish, so it's clear!
Qin Ming was silent for a while, then looked at Baihu: "Give all three spiritual cores to Xiaobai! Make a fortune and rush to the eighth heaven!"
Yang Dingfeng frowned, all to one? But after thinking about it carefully, he nodded: "The effect of the spirit core on the spirit monster is much greater than ours. The white tiger swallowed Qiongqi before, and also swallowed tens of thousands of the spirit cores of the barren blood thunder butterfly. Spiritual core, the possibility of success is very high!"
Fire dragon, wood unicorn, and Jufeng dragon are all similar to pure-blooded Qiongqi, and they are all at the eighth heaven level. If they are forced to be piled together for someone to use, the white tiger is definitely the best choice, and the possibility of success is at least eighth. Ninety percent.
Qin Mingdao: "Based on my current situation, I can use the eternal kingly way to temporarily push to the eighth heaven realm. Even if I break through, my strength will increase a little at most. It's better to bet that the white tiger can directly advance to the eighth heaven. These three spiritual cores...should feasible."
The white tiger's eyes lit up. If all three are refined, it is really possible to succeed. But... After spending so much energy and risking life and death, finally killed the fire dragons and gave them all to themselves at once? This gift is too heavy! Even if it grew up with Qin Ming, even if Yang Dingfeng didn't care, it would be hard to bear. Especially in this prehistoric battlefield, no one is sure that they will be able to get out alive in the end, and whoever advances to the eighth heaven has a greater chance of survival.
"That's it?" Qin Ming looked at Yang Dingfeng, he could, but it was a little unfair to Yang Dingfeng.
"That's it! There will be more opportunities in the future!" Yang Dingfeng lifted Feng Tianxie's dragon pillar very freely, although he was a little bit reluctant in his heart, but he could still accept this sacrifice.
"Since you want to gamble, bet enough money. Wooden unicorn, Jufeng dragon, and white tiger, you swallow them all, as well as spirit core, flesh and bone, and soul. Fire dragon only uses spirit core and dragon soul, and the bones are left for us." Qin Qin I have to take care of Yang Dingfeng, and I have to take care of Qin Lan.
"Give it all to Baihu, we're not short of that." Yang Dingfeng shook his head.
"Stay here." Baihu uttered words.
After some preparations, Baihu began to retreat with the expectation of Qin Ming and Yang Dingfeng, and Yang Dingfeng shared the bones of the fire dragon with Qin Lan.
Although the bones of the fire dragon cannot improve Yang Dingfeng's realm, they can definitely temper his body.
Qin Ming sat outside to watch for them, and also sank his consciousness into the Asura Killing Realm. Since Death Knell and Shura Killing Realm began to co-exist smoothly, he didn't pay attention there any more. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the second skeleton today, he wouldn't pay too much attention for a while.
The changes in the Asura Killing Realm can be said to be "renewed". Although it is not as vibrant as the real world, with mountains and mountains, beasts roaring and birds singing, it has basically evolved into a scene like the "ghost purgatory" in Qin Ming's mind.
The dark world is vast and boundless, the sky is overcast with clouds, gloomy and cold, thunder is billowing, and blood mist is lingering. Large areas of ghost mountains rise and fall one after another amidst darkness and dark fire. Blood rivers are like the blood vessels of the world, intertwining and spreading, spreading all over the world. around the world, some are still floating in the air. Strands of dark fire floated between the sky and the earth, intertwined with blood and darkness, forming a huge picture that was extremely terrifying.
"When did this change?" Qin Ming's consciousness floated in the Asura Killing Realm, overlooking the endless ghost mountains and wastelands. The blood river is eye-catching, full of ghostly aura, and some huge ghost mountains even spurted monstrous ghost fire. If these are acceptable, Qin Ming was really surprised by the strange flowers and plants growing in the ghost mountain blood river. This is not only the birth of life, but also symbolizes that the world system is taking shape, and the cycle of self reproduction has begun.
A large number of soul bodies are floating around, some began to practice alone, and some even gathered ghost soldiers in the depths of the ghost mountain.
They are simply equivalent to the first batch of undead creatures conceived at the birth of the world.
The last time Qin Ming paid close attention, he had actually discovered this trend, but there were only a few of them, and there was absolutely no such a large scale and such an obvious appearance of cultivation. How long has it been, less than half a year! This is simply breaking new ground and creating a new world!
Qin Ming's consciousness immediately came to a death canyon, which was next to the death knell, and it was also the largest crack that was shattered when the death knell fell. Now the inside is lingering with death energy, and the dark fire is flying, and it is also receiving the strange power of the death knell at close range.
This is the only place where Qin Ming placed himself in the Asura Killing Realm, and there is a ray of obsession from Jiang Tianshuo inside, which has already formed an outline before. But this time, when Qin Ming came over, the scene inside also excited and surprised Qin Ming.
A huge dark shadow is suspended in the canyon. It is majestic and mighty, with its arms folded in front of its chest, its head slightly lowered, and six huge wings are burning behind it. Fascinating and powerful.
The aura of this dark creature is very strong, like a sleeping innate ghost ancestor.
"Good! Good! Good!" Qin Ming shouted three times, unable to conceal his excitement. At the dry well in the Mujia, Jiang Tianshuo resolutely blew himself up in order to accomplish their action, leaving no bones left. The last murmur of confession touched him a lot, and it was also a part of guilt in his heart.
Although this is not rebirth, it is equivalent to another form of existence.
Qin Ming's conscious body nodded slightly towards the dark shadow, and exited the canyon without disturbing it. Perhaps, one day in the future, when it has its own consciousness, Qin Ming can tell it what happened during his lifetime and introduce it to Jiang Yanyue and the others.
On the top of the death knell there is a 'throne' made of white bones. The bones are pale, and the black air is steaming. Strange powers bloom from the death knell, some of them are released to the heaven and earth, and some of them break into the 'throne', as if they are personally forging A supreme throne.
The second child of the skeleton was sitting on the throne of white bones. His bones had turned black like black iron, and his aura was extremely gloomy, yet somewhat majestic.
Qin Ming floated in front of the throne, fixedly looking at the second child of the skeleton.
The second child of the skeleton sat on the throne, staring at Qin Ming in a daze.
One person and one skeleton just 'looked at each other' for a while.
Qin Ming suddenly had a strange idea, if the death knell forged the throne, would the second skeleton be the Lord of the Nether chosen by it? In other words, the second child of the skeleton will have the death power of death knell in the future, and will even control the world!
"It's over! The Netherworld collapsed for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, and it was finally reborn, and found such a bastard as master." Qin Ming muttered silently twice.