A team of hundreds of people left Qingyun Sect and walked into the deep Yunluo Forest.

The ancient trees are towering, the old trees are thick, and all kinds of branches are growing wildly. Viper snakes are dormant, wild beasts are everywhere, full of dangers.

Ancient forest with ancient atmosphere.

The team trekked in the old forest, with thick dead leaves all over the ground, branches hanging down, and in messy corners. Occasionally, some wild beasts can be seen with dead bones.

Qin Ming walked at the back with a thousand-pound iron bucket on his back, alerting to the wet and dense old forest. Others may have experienced many visits to the forest, but it was really the first time he left Qingyun Sect in eight years and was completely unaware of the situation outside.

A black bear walked past Lao Lin next to him, glanced at their team coldly, grinned and roared, and invisible waves of air filled with them. The gravel on the ground rose densely and surrounded it.

Spirit Demon!

The breath is very powerful.

The herb collection team ignored the black bear. We have hundreds of people, are you afraid of you?

Qin Ming didn't dare to be careless, and quietly clasped the flying knife around his waist with his right hand and kept his mind on guard.

The black bear did not launch an attack. After watching them leave from a distance, he moved his majestic body into Lao Lin.

The mountain roads were ups and downs, and the roots of various trees were staggered. Other disciples walked easily. From time to time, they ran to the canopy and swelled a few times, showing themselves to the female disciples, occasionally chasing the spirit demons and showing their strong strength. Qin Ming carried a thousand pounds of objects on his back and walked cautiously, but he was not upset or irritable, and walked steadily, breathing smoothly, and his back was straight, treating the mountain road with heavy weights as a training.

After walking for three days, the herb collection team went deep into Laolin and arrived at the top of a kilometer-high mountain.

"This peak is very special, like a black hawk with wings spreading. We regard it as a symbol of this mountain area and will gather here half a month later."

"Middleman Qin Ming, divide the tools in the iron bucket into each group. You can wait here and don't run around, otherwise you won't blame others if you lose your life."

"This old forest is very dangerous. Everyone should be careful and try not to provoke the spirit demon."

"Remember, gather in half a month, don't delay too long."

The team will be divided into fifteen groups, one or two Yaoshan disciples will be paired with four or five guardian disciples, and will be balanced according to their respective strengths.

Each herb collection team will be scattered to different mountainous areas to find spiritual herbs.

Qin Ming put down the iron barrel and took out all the tools and dry food inside.

"Men Qin Ming, stay honestly on the top of the mountain, don't run around." Zhao Min blinked at Qin Ming, with red lips and flames, charming and enchanting.

"Don't run around! I don't want to be responsible for your death." A Yaoshan disciple reminded him coldly.

"We set out and wish each group a great reward."

Everyone shouted collectively, leaving the top of the mountain with their bags on their backs, leaving only Qin Ming alone.

Qin Ming stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast forest from afar, the forests were undulating, and various strange peaks and steep ridges were floating, and the thin white mist was floating, changing with the breeze, the beautiful scenery was magnificent and majestic, and a vast feeling came to his face. Take a deep breath, fresh and comfortable, and feel refreshed.

However, this is a primeval forest, with various dangers scattered under the beautiful scenery on the surface. The deep mountains and old forests are full of wild beasts and spirit monsters, performing the cruel prey of the weak.

For Qin Ming, the more serious danger is not in the forest, but in Zhao Min! The bitch brought him to the herb collection team and must be uneasy. He stood expressionlessly for a while, walked to the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, slowly shook his shoulders, stretched his limbs, and hung under the cliff along the steep and dangerous cliff arc.

Not long after, a herb collection team returned to the top of the mountain.

"Little servant, I'm here to see you." Zhao Min smiled and walked in a lotus step. Her skin, which was half exposed outside the short dress, was particularly tender, showing an extremely moving youthful atmosphere. Her neck was white and smooth and delicate, and she looked like a flower. Wherever she went, it would make people shine, and the wild flowers in the forest were eclipsed.

A strong male disciple followed her closely: "I'll deal with him first. I heard that he was a hard bone? I like to hear the screams of people with hard bones."

The disciple of Yaoshan smiled brightly: "Let me see the blood first. Every time I collect medicine, I will use blood to sacrifice to the mountain. I used the blood of the spirit demon before, and this time I try the effect of human blood."

"Don't scare our little servants so loudly."

"Huh? Where is Qin Mingren?"

There are only lonely iron barrels on the top of the mountain, and there is no shadow of Qin Ming.

"Will you run away?" Zhao Min's expression changed slightly, and she signaled the four of them to scatter and look for it.

As a result, they searched all over the top of the mountain but didn't see Qin Ming. They searched again unwillingly, but still didn't find anyone.

"Cunning boy, he might have run away with other teams." Zhao Min knew that Qin Ming would not sit still, but she didn't expect that she would react so quickly and she retreated from the beginning.

"What should I do now?" A disciple carrying a silver spear walked to the edge of the cliff of "Eagle Beak", leaned down and looked back quickly. Once it fell, it would be a 1,000-meter cliff.

Zhao Min's tone was ruthless: "Qin Ming must die, and he cannot be allowed to return to Qingyun Sect alive."

The disciple of Yaoshan comforted: "Miss Zhao Min, don't be anxious. Since we promised to cooperate with you, we will not break our promise. Just a small servant, no matter how special he is, he is still a servant. I really don't care about the consequences of killing him. What's more, hehe, he will die in the forest, and there is no bone left. Who knows how he died? Let's chase him now, Qin Ming shouldn't be able to run far."

"Thank you, senior brothers and sisters, the benefits I promise will only be more or less."

"Haha, Miss Zhao Min is polite. It is our honor to serve you."

"Chasing! Qin Ming doesn't understand the situation here, so he can't run far." Zhao Min held a grudge against Qin Ming. Since he was seriously injured that day, he has been thinking about how to deal with him. As a result, the more he thought about it, the more he hated him, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to kill him. This time, he finally persuaded the disciples of Yaoshan to recruit Qin Ming into the herb collection team and left Qingyun Sect far away. The opportunity was rare, so Qin Ming could not be allowed to run away.

Under the cliff of "Eagle Beak", Qin Ming hung steadily, listening to their conversation clearly, and his eyes became colder and colder. He thought Zhao Min was just going to teach him a lesson and humiliate him, but he didn't expect to kill him directly.

late at night!

In the dense and dark jungle, wild beasts appear, spirit monsters roar, and dangerous auras float in the air. The ancient giant trees are more like hideous monsters in the dark shadow, which is creepy.

Zhao Min and the others found it in the daytime, but they did not find Qin Ming from beginning to end. The higher the level of the warriors, the more sensitive the spiritual consciousness. With the strength of the five of them, it would be easy to search for Qin Ming, and at most it would take some time to delay, but now they have not even found the shadow of Qin Ming.

"No, Qin Ming is very weak and has no experience, so it is impossible to avoid our tracking."

"With his strength, any spiritual demon that he can only escape whenever he encounters, and it should be easy for us to discover."

"Hmph, maybe I've been eaten as a snack by the Spirit Demon."

Their faces were not good-looking, and a little servant actually caused them to track them down for a day, and he felt embarrassed.

They all want to show more in front of Zhao Min, but now they are all embarrassed.

"Qin Ming can't hide for long, especially at night." Zhao Min walked in front with a cold face. He had to find Qin Ming tonight. The longer the time delayed, the further Qin Ming might hide, the more hidden it would be. It would be more troublesome to find it again in the future.

"Little Bazai, he is very good at hiding." The young man holding a silver spear walked at the back. Suddenly, he frowned: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" The four of them immediately became alert and listened to the movements around them.

"You said... would Qin Ming not leave the top of the mountain at all?"

"We searched all the top of the mountain, and when we went down the mountain, we swept the forests. He couldn't be there."

"I mean, will he hide under the cliff of Hawk Beak..." Before the silver spear boy finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and stared at the darkness with his sharp eyes.

At this moment, three rays of spirits tear apart the night, spinning rapidly, and rushing towards him with a whistling strong wind.

"Looking for death!" The young man in silver spear shouted coldly, and the spear danced. The tip of the spear hit the ground. The blow suddenly rose, the flames rose and burned fiercely. The tip of the spear was tricky and fast, and he picked up three rays of light in a row.

However……

clang!

When the silver spear attacked the first spear, it exploded with a deafening sound. The spear was a flying knife, and the power of the knife was very terrible. It shocked his gun technique on the spot and almost fell off guard. The other two flying knives came unimpeded and hit him in his body.

The flying knife was very powerful, one pierced through the abdominal cavity and the other pierced through the shoulder, and blood splashed.

"Ah..." The young man with silver spear screamed and was beaten back by the power of the flying knife.

"Who?" Zhao Min and the other two changed their expressions.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the darkness ahead, running wildly, and appeared in front of the silver spear boy in an instant, with a wheel fist bursting out, and the strong wind was horrifying, and violent force gathered in his fist.

"Save me!" The young man with silver spear squirted blood and screamed with horror.

Crack! The Vajra was pressed hard on his chest, and the power of thousands of pounds exploded. He smashed the sternum on the spot and directly bombarded him. The sternum shattered and inserted into the heart. The silver spear disciple bleed blood in the mouth and flew backwards from the ground.

The others were in a state of erection. The two disciples next to them reacted the fastest and shouted: "Stop him!"

One person danced his sword, and the two swords slashed violently. The blade burst out with dazzling golden light, and countless lights and shadows were produced with the sword force: "Blade and martial arts, cut shadows."

One person pushed out with his palms, and a stream of surging earth was flying violently, stirring up sand and dust on the ground: "The earth howled angrily."

The figure rushed into the sky, jumping three meters high, and while rushing into the tree canopy, he whizzed out three flying knives, as if thunder was blowing, and the light flashed. The flying knives did not run straight, but threw an incredible arc and rotated rapidly, locking the killing range of two disciples.

There was nothing in the darkness, but they could capture the danger and immediately retreated to the side.

The figure fell from the sky, and the whole body sank violently, like a spring compressed to the extreme, released in an instant, killing the double-sword disciple who was regressing.

"Wow." The disciple of the two swords was very fierce and made a strange cry. He actually slaughtered to death and took the initiative to fight.

The figure was leaning over and running wildly, turning around at a critical moment. While avoiding the sword, he pressed the ground with his right palm, raised his body, and poured his feet into powerful force, which further aroused thunder and lightning, hitting his abdomen like wind and rain.

So fast! The face of the disciple of the Double Sword changed again, and was even affected by the sudden lightning. He quickly dodged, but he could not dodge the second kick. The fourth kick in the third corner of the figure followed quickly, and stomped on him.

The power is extremely violent and weighs a thousand pounds.

The disciple never expected such a strong force, so he screamed and flew out, curled up there for a long time without getting angry.

"The earth howled angrily." The other disciple's palms were flying, and the majestic earth was entangled in his palms. The wind was howling, and the sand and stones were flying, which was very fierce.

The figure stood up after landing, collided head-on, and rose up to the ground just before the two of them hit, with their feet swiftly striking, lightning and brute force cooperated, and howled head-on.

Kakka, lightning was destroyed. In the face of martial arts at the sixth level of the heavenly realm, these lightnings were much weaker. But the focus of the attack on the figure was on the brute force and explosive power of the feet. They hit the disciple like a hammer, crushing the dust, making his hands burst into pieces.

The figure flipped in the air and thrust into his face.

The disciple dodged in embarrassment and avoided it dangerously, but after the figure landed, he followed him and pressed his palms hard on his chest.

The offensive is fierce and the power is strong.
Chapter completed!