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Chapter 128 Massacre
boom!
Bang!
Qin Ming unleashed a powerful blow that stimulated the true energy of his blood and struck a blood-patterned black shield, blasting it away!
The black shield engraved with blood-red runes suddenly sank in, revealing a clear fist mark.

"How is this possible? My Blood Shield!" The black-robed monk showed disbelief on his face. You know, this shield is a mid-grade defensive spiritual weapon, and it was almost destroyed by the opponent's punch.

He felt pain in his heart, but he stopped hesitating and raised his hand.

A tall, green-faced, fang-toothed green-armored corpse suddenly appeared between the two of them, emitting the aura fluctuations of the early stage of foundation building. Then the green-armored corpse let out a wild roar and pounced straight towards Qin Ming!

roar~
At the same time, the black-robed monk took out a small ink-colored spiritual weapon, and used his magic power to shake it, and a circle of strange sound waves spread out.

Qin Ming suddenly felt a drowsiness coming over him, and suddenly! He was startled, and his powerful soul resisted the erosion of this soul power.

The green-armored corpse that exuded terrifying power had already arrived in front of Qin Ming. A thick black aura was wafting around its body, which was obviously filled with a strong corpse poison.

brush!
The pitch-black sharp claws suddenly struck straight towards his heart!

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming started practicing the "Hundred Treasures Glazed Glass Sutra" and all the Qi and blood in his body suddenly burst out!

Countless red-glowing energies flew out of the body.

Puff puff!
When the corpse's sharp claws touched Qin Ming's skin, it was like grabbing a defensive spiritual weapon and could not break his physical defense at all.

Instead, he was knocked away dozens of feet by the blood and qi that was emitted. However, the armor on this beast's body seemed to have been refined to be extremely hard, and when the innate qi hit him, only a burst of sparks flew out.

The Qingjia Corpse Refiner immediately let out a wild roar, spewing out dark corpse gas, and came back again!
Qin Ming's blood also boiled when he was grabbed by the Green-armored Corpse.

The black-robed monk was not idle either. He controlled the chain magic weapon and rushed towards Qin Ming from different directions like a poisonous snake.

It exudes a disgusting and sickening aura, and seems to have the ability to defile magical instruments.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes, recalled the Qingluan Sword, and once again pinched the Qingming Sword Technique in his hand. Multiple sword beams and sword energy merged into one, and a huge green sword beam more than ten feet long suddenly appeared!

Zheng!
The green sword light flashed by.

With a devastating force, he broke the chains that were covering him from all sides.

He cut the extremely ferocious corpse into two pieces in the middle. It lost contact with the black-robed monk and fell from the air.

The black-robed monk felt the extremely powerful force of this sword, and a look of horror appeared on his fat face.

Is this the sword move that can be performed in the early stage of foundation building?

At the same time, he saw that the corpse he had worked so hard to cultivate for many years was destroyed, and his mentality suddenly exploded.

Then a cruel look appeared on his face, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then he formed a strange spell with his hands.

The essence and blood turned into a rune and sank into his body.

All of a sudden.

The aura of the black-robed monk suddenly surged several times, and strange runes flowed all over his skin.

Obviously, he was preparing to perform some extremely powerful secret technique.

Qin Ming was startled when he saw this. He did not dare to be careless. He stimulated the Qi and blood in his body and condensed them into a piece of glazed armor on his body.

Then the figure blurred and flashed, and disappeared from the spot.

The black-robed monk cast a spell and a giant bird of inky black flame instantly locked onto Qin Ming's figure and pounced towards him emitting an astonishing temperature.

As if it could swallow everything!
"Boy! You are lucky enough to witness my Shura Demon Fire! It's worth it even if I die!" The fat monk in black robe gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, then the magic formula in his hand changed to control the black flame.

Qin Ming frowned and raised his hand. An ice-blue firebird appeared in front of him, carrying a long azure rainbow and swooping down on the black firebird.

boom!
Two firebirds, one black and one blue, collided in the air!
A powerful aftermath erupted.

However, the firebird formed by the black flames was quickly devoured by the ice-blue firebird transformed from the soul-devouring poisonous flames.

After the soul-devouring poisonous flame devoured the black flame, it continued to pounce on the black-robed monk.

"!!!"

The black-robed monk saw that his secret technique, which he was so proud of, was easily broken by the opponent.

I was so frightened that I immediately wanted to retreat.

at this time.

The ice-blue firebird flew straight towards him.

He was in a panic and quickly took out the ink shield that had lost its spirituality to resist.

But the blue firebird instantly split into two, bypassed the shield defense, and landed directly on the arm of the black-robed monk.

"what!"

The black-robed monk howled miserably as he was instantly struck by an intense burning sensation. What frightened him even more was that when he clearly felt the flames falling on him, the magic power in his body began to decrease inexplicably.

He was also a man of strong character and decisiveness. He made up his mind and cut off his left arm!

But just as he was about to turn around and flee, the hairs on his back stood up and a bad feeling came from behind. He immediately used his magic power to turn around and resist.

Qin Ming's eyes were cold and fierce! He gathered all the blood and energy in his body into his fist and punched the black-robed monk!
Bang!
This punch hit the opponent solidly. The black-robed monk seemed to be wearing a defensive inner armor, but his chest area was still sunken.

It fell from the sky like a rag.

Qin Ming was quick-eyed and quick-handed. A black spirit seed popped out and instantly landed on the body of the black-robed monk.

Black vines grew wildly, wrapping around the corpse, and soon it was sucked into a mummy, followed by a blood bead the size of an egg.

Qin Ming raised his hand and took the blood bead.

Then he searched the black-robed monk's storage bag as well. After doing all this, he skillfully threw soul-devouring poisonous flames at the corpse, destroying it and erasing all traces.

Just when he was about to leave.

Three more figures came rushing towards this side and soon came close to Qin Ming.

He looked carefully and found that they were Mu Yuanshan and Miao Renke. They were both seriously injured and staggering, and they were at the end of their strength.

Behind the two of them, a black-robed monk wearing a monkey mask was chasing them closely.

A black light shot out from the black-robed monk's hand, and a dark green ghost-head short blade emitting ghostly aura moved strangely for a distance in the air, and instantly pierced Miao Renke through the heart.

Miao Renke's body fell from the air and landed heavily on the ground with a bang, deader than dead.

Mu Yuanshan was covered in wounds and looked grim. Seeing his companions die tragically, his eyes were filled with despair.

At this time.

He saw Qin Ming not far away, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and shouted to him for help: "Fellow Daoist Qin, help me!"

Mu Yuanshan used up his last bit of magic power and landed in front of Qin Ming.

Qin Ming frowned upon seeing this, but he quickly asked, "How many other demon cultivators are there chasing after fellow Daoist Mu?"

"Where's Fellow Daoist Gu?"

"There is only one demon cultivator chasing us, and there are three more demon cultivators chasing us." Mu Yuanshan was almost exhausted and barely able to breathe. When he said this, he was suddenly shocked!
and many more!

How did Qin Ming know that he was with Fellow Daoist Gu?
But before Mu Yuanshan could react.

Qin Ming had a blank expression on his face. His Qingluan Sword flew out, aiming straight for Mu Yuanshan's head.

A green light flashed by, and Mu Yuanshan felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and a big head flew off.

His face remained in shock, and he immediately fell into endless darkness.
The black-robed monk with the monkey-head mask was also shocked when he saw this.

He suddenly remembered something and cried out, "Where's my second brother? Didn't he go after you?"

"Hehe! You will be reunited with him soon." Qin Ming sneered.

He had just scanned him with his divine sense and found that the other party was only in the initial stage of foundation building. His cultivation strength was far inferior to that of the fat black-robed monk.

As for Mu Yuanshan, since he had discovered their despicable deeds, he decided to go all out and send them off.

To avoid more trouble.

The black-robed monk was surprised when he heard this, and quickly cast a spell. The ghost-headed green blade turned its head, filled with eerie ghost energy, and rushed straight towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming activated his Qi and blood, and the glazed armor covered his whole body again. He raised his arm to block!
clang!
Qin Ming managed to withstand the slash from the emerald ghost blade head-on, without any damage.

The monk with the monkey head mask was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head. What kind of terrifying defensive power was this?
It’s simply a humanoid defensive spiritual weapon!

Qin Ming's eyes focused, and he leaped forward and instantly arrived in front of the black-robed monk. He raised his hand and waved it, and several red streaks slashed at him!

The black-robed monk already knew that he was no match for the enemy, so he dodged and tried to escape!

But Qin Ming would never let the other party go. He made a gesture with his hands.

A green rune appeared in the sky, and a large number of wooden thorns burst out from it, falling like a violent storm, blocking the way of the black-robed monk.

Seeing the situation, Qin Ming flew up to catch up and close the distance. With a sharp look in his eyes, he once again used the Qingming Sword Technique. Several meters long green sword beams, bursting with dazzling light, pierced straight into the opponent's back.

brush!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-robed monk took out a black flag and waved it hard at Qin Ming. A large group of ghosts rushed towards Qin Ming with shrill screams!

But Qin Ming's eyes were fixed on the black-robed monk, and his speed did not slow down, waiting for the ghosts to approach.

Qin Ming released a soul-devouring poisonous flame and transformed into an ice-blue firebird. As soon as the group of ghosts approached the poisonous flame, they began to disintegrate.

The Qingluan Sword flashed, and before the black-robed monk could react, a head wearing a monkey mask flew high up in the blink of an eye, with blood spurting out from the neck.

Afterwards, Qin Ming did not stay for long. He performed the Thorn Spell on the three corpses and obtained three blood beads containing amazing essence and spirit, which he put away.

Qin Ming quickly cleaned up the battlefield and collected the storage bags of Mu Yuanshan, Miao Renke, and the black-robed monk.

After destroying the corpse with the soul-devouring poisonous flame, he immediately flew away.

Qin Ming flew at full speed towards his Moon-Watching Island, his heart pounding wildly.

Unexpectedly, by chance, I got another triple kill! I also picked up a head.

And among them there are two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

Not long after Qin Ming left, three black-robed monks landed on the scene where the fierce battle had just taken place.

"Second brother!"

"Fourth brother!"

Two of the black-robed monks had their eyes bloodshot. They clearly felt that the other two accomplices had fallen, but everything happened too fast and it was too late when they rushed over.

Lin Zixiao, who was behind him, was holding Gu Huai's empty-eyed head in his hands, looking ahead with his hands trembling.

Several evil bandits who were influential in the Wei Kingdom's cultivation world were left with nothing but anger and confusion, and at this moment they didn't even know who had done it.

The culprit, Qin Ming, had already escaped and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)