Chapter 189: Don’t ask anything [asking for monthly votes]
The Ming Envoy's expression changed again when he saw this, and his white-bone ghost claws suddenly reversed, grabbing the Sky-Splitting Knife.
"Crack!" The Sky-Splitting Knife fell, directly cutting off the bone ghost claws, and the blade continued to fall.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Sky-Splitting Saber slashed at the mist miasma. The mist rolled, dispersed and gathered, gathered and dispersed again. The true energy shield on the Ming Envoy kept sinking and then recovered.
Original condition.
"Haha, once the golden-crowned crane escapes, you can't break through the mist miasma and my true energy shield in one fell swoop. I wonder how you can use your strength in mid-air!" The Ming Envoy saw that Qin Ziling couldn't break through the mist miasma in one fell swoop in a short time.
and his True Yuan Gangshield, couldn't help laughing wildly, while the demon roared towards An Tian, trying to wrap around it and prevent it from having a chance to support Qin Ziling.
"It's okay, there is no golden-crowned crane, Master Qin still has it!" Qin Ziling smiled slightly, and a flash of silver light suddenly appeared at Qin Ziling's feet, a silver corpse with wings spread more than ten meters.
At this time, Qin Ziling had already put away the Sky Splitting Sword.
"Silver Corpse!" The expression on the face behind the mask changed drastically.
"You're right, this mist miasma is still a bit powerful! With its blocking and consumption, I really can't break through your true energy shield in a short time... But it's okay, Mr. Qin has a lot of patience, so I'll kill him first.
Your Netherblood Demon, come and play with you slowly."
Qin Ziling stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly. A golden light rose from behind his head, revealing a magnificent and magnificent palace. From the palace walked out a god general wearing golden armor and holding a golden sword.
The face of this divine general looks a bit like Qin Ziling, and it is Qin Ziling's spirit that left his body.
Qin Ziling's soul can be divided into seven, seventy-nine and seventy-nine.
Now he has condensed thirty-six of them into a god general.
"You, you are actually a cultivator in the realm of distraction!" The Ming Envoy exclaimed, his eyes finally full of panic.
"Kill!" The god general walked through the air, held the golden sword at the devil, and stabbed him away.
"Kill!" An Tian rolled up the billowing black energy and also held a trident and fork to kill the demon.
The demon head cultivated by this underworld messenger is more powerful than the one cultivated by Long Xiaotian.
But after all, it is just a fusion of many souls refined through sorcery. It looks very powerful, but this kind of power is nothing compared to the soul that Qin Ziling painstakingly cultivated with the "Immortal Galaxy Visualization Technique".
The god general held the golden sword and swung his sword. Every time he swung the sword, the devil's huge body seemed to be ignited by fire. Wisps of black smoke were rising, and his body continued to shrink.
Seeing this, An Tian found an opportunity to attack and attack the demon head. He opened his big mouth and bit the demon head wildly, and within a moment, he devoured it completely.
An Tian's body continued to grow, as if a balloon had been blown up, and his body exuded an increasingly terrifying and powerful aura.
The power of this breath is close to the late stage of true energy or the late stage of bone refining!
"You, you!" Within a few moments of seeing Ming Envoy, the demon he released at the expense of blood sacrifice was devoured by the demon released by Qin Ziling until there was no trace left, and the opponent's demon became more and more powerful.
I couldn't help being shocked and angry.
"I wonder if the Nether Mist Miasma can stop the attack of the spirit?" Qin Ziling touched the mustache on his chin, smiled coldly, and then with a thought, An Tian held a trident and walked towards the Nether Mist Miasma through the void.
Kill it.
When the trident stirred the mist miasma, the mist rolled back in both directions, and the dark sky drove straight in.
"It seems that this misty miasma is still flawed and cannot block the attack of the spirit!" Qin Ziling sneered.
While Qin Ziling sneered, An Tian was already holding a trident and fighting in the mist with the bones and ghost hands unleashed by the Underworld Envoy.
The golden-armored god general transformed by part of Qin Ziling's soul raised his hand towards Qin Ziling's body, and a nine-hole large ring knife fell into his golden hand.
When the divine soul has reached the realm of expelling objects, although the condensed weapons can already cause damage to physical objects, the weapons are condensed by the divine soul and are part of the divine soul. If the weapon is damaged, the divine soul will also be damaged.
Qin Ziling does not want his soul to be damaged, so if he really wants to fight, he must be given a real weapon.
But the dark sky in the Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner is different. It is made by erasing the spiritual consciousness of other living souls. Damage will not affect the original soul. Moreover, this Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner is also used.
Some of the blood-nurturing secrets in the Nether Sect have made the trident condensed by the demons raised in the banners already somewhere between the divine soul and the semi-physical object. For the demons, it is not only easier to use, but also more powerful than the real object.
The weapon is even bigger.
The golden armored god general stepped into the misty miasma with the nine-hole large ring knife in his hand. When the golden armored god general's body illuminated the mist miasma, it melted like snow and faded away.
The various poisonous shadows in the mist could not stop the golden light from shining, and they all made sharp screams and drilled towards the small black gourd hanging on the waist of the messenger like a tide.
"You, what kind of divine soul method are you practicing? Why are you not affected by the death force of the netherworld in the mist miasma at all, and can you break through the darkness!"
When the Underworld Envoy saw the golden-armored god general stepping into the mist miasma, not only was it like entering a deserted land, but the mist miasma was instantly damaged and could not be recovered, and the ghosts of various poisons refined into the mist miasma were even more intense.
They were so frightened that they rolled up the mist and retreated into the Yousha gourd, becoming more and more frightened.
Qin Ziling did not reply to the messenger, but a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and a joyful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Originally, I wanted to ask you how to break the demonic seal of the child and mother, but now it seems that it is not necessary
Got it!"
After that, the four songs carried Qin Ziling into the sky, and then, Qin Ziling jumped up. He was high in the sky, with a sky-splitting knife in his hand, and he slashed down at the big black ball that became much lighter in color...
…
Almost at the same time, the four of them swooped down, and their silver claws also slammed down on the big black ball.
At this time, the golden-armored god general had already charged into the mist miasma with a nine-hole large ring sword in his hand, and joined forces with An Tian to launch a series of attacks on the body of the dark envoy.
The underworld envoy had lost a lot of his true energy in the fight with Jian Bailou. Later, he blew up his ghost scimitar and used his essence and blood to nourish the underworld blood soul refining banner. Of course, he was chased by Qin Ziling and cut many knives in the true energy gang.
He was actually injured and his strength was greatly reduced.
The reason why the Underworld Envoy can persist until now is mainly because of the protection of the Mist Miasma.
Nowadays, the Nether Mist Miasma is unable to defend itself against the Dark Sky Devil, which is in the same lineage as the Nether Mist Miasma. It is also unable to prevent the golden-armored god general who has a restraining effect on the Nether Mist Miasma, and is killed by them into the Nether Mist Miasma.
In this way, the Underworld Envoy is faced with internal and external enemies, so how can he still be Qin Ziling's opponent!
Within a moment, he was killed by Qin Ziling with a knife. The body and the storage ring were taken away by Qin Ziling. The escaped soul was directly grabbed by An Tian's demonic hand and stuffed into his mouth. After a few chews, it turned into a powerful An Tian.
Tonic for the heavens.
After neatly killing the Underworld Envoy, Qin Ziling landed on the ground under the cover of the Xuantian Cloud and Mist Flag, roughly identified the direction, and then galloped towards the back mountain of Jinjian Mountain.
While galloping, Qin Ziling collected all the storage rings he had received from the three underworld angels, and then he suddenly discovered that the five fingers on his hand were not enough to wear a ring!
"Tsk, tsk, no matter how you look at it, you feel like a nouveau riche!" Qin Ziling looked at his left hand, which was covered with rings, and then at the corpse ring that had been moved to his right hand, and couldn't help but laugh.
The mountain behind Jinjian Peak.
"Uncle, Sect Master, how are you?" Elder Fang and the other four people who finally arrived looked at Jian Bailou and Feng Ziluo who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, with ghostly death energy constantly escaping from their faces, and their chests stained with blood.
, suppressing the shock and anger in his heart, he asked with concern.
"It's okay." Jian Bailou waved his hand and looked at the direction where Qin Ziling and Mingshi disappeared just now.
"Uncle, that was Qin just now..." Elder Fang and the other four people followed Jianbailou's gaze and looked towards the empty night sky. What came to their minds was the astonishing scene they just saw.
"We owe him another great favor!" Jian Bailou sighed deeply, then with a stern look on his face, he said in a deep voice: "What I saw tonight, you all will keep it deep in my heart, and no one will
You must reveal a single word, otherwise I will personally kill you with my sword!"
"Disciples obey the Supreme Elder's decree!" Elder Fang and the other four were shocked when they heard this and quickly knelt down on one knee and said.
"Go ahead, you have nothing to do here!" Jian Bailou waved his hand upon seeing this.
"Yes!" Elder Fang, the four of them, are all very discerning people. They didn't dare to say anything when they saw this. They responded, turned around and left.
After the four Elders Fang left, Feng Ziluo said with a worried look on his face: "Master, Junior Brother Qin doesn't know how to fly in the air. If I chase him on a crane alone, will something happen?"
"Don't worry, he is not the same person you were back then! He only knows how to fight with his sword and take pleasure in grudges. He has deep thoughts. Since he dares to pursue you, he must be sure of it!" Jian Bailou replied.
Hearing this, Feng Ziluo couldn't help but think of Qin Ziling's "hurried" escape from the mist miasma just now, and his quiet repatriation and killing of the underworld emissary with a single blow. He inexplicably felt a cold air creeping up his back.
From the power of that sword, it is not difficult to see that his martial arts prowess has definitely reached the level of a top bone-refining martial artist.
He has such great strength at such a young age. Another person would have been extremely arrogant. Just like him back then, he became a great Qi Refiner in the True Yuan Realm at a young age. How high-spirited and arrogant he was at that time!
But in the end, his junior brother Qin was just the opposite.
The low-key and forbearance, the deep fortress, and the insidious calculations make people's hearts tremble and chills run through their bodies just thinking about it.
"Remember, he will return later. If he doesn't say anything, don't ask anything!" Jian Bailou continued.
"Master means that he can sneak back into the mist miasma secretly, kill the underworld envoy, and take away the underworld envoy's body, etc.?" Feng Ziluo blurted out as he could not help but break out in a cold sweat after hearing this.
"Everyone has his own secret. We just need to know that he is a good person. He is the savior of you and me, and even the entire Golden Sword Sect. He will naturally say other things that he can say. He
If you don't tell me, you will only arouse his resentment if you ask." Jian Bailou said.