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Chapter 1946 Peak Battle 6

Qin Ming encountered all kinds of weird and magical powers from all the tribes in the immortal world one by one.

This girl from the Witch Clan is even more powerful than the young boy from the Zhou Clan in front of her.

Now Qin Ming's physique is a holy body, possessing divinity. Generally speaking, this kind of curse will hardly damage his foundation.

However, the Witch Clan girl is the best at this. She cast the curse, which made Qin Ming faintly feel that the foundation of his body was shaken. Over time, he was afraid that he would really decay.

This is a terrifying force that cannot be defended against. No matter how strong Qin Ming's defense is, he cannot defend against it at this time. He can only use attack against attack to deal with the opponent as soon as possible.

"Since I can't defend myself, I'll kill you."

Qin Ming's power was like a dragon, turning into a torrent of chaos and rushing past, rolling and roaring, and instantly drowned the Wu girl.

The Wu girl's face was calm, and another text symbol lit up on the broken bones, and she said calmly: "Whoever hurts me will also hurt himself."

Qin Ming understood this sentence, it was damage rebound. If it caused damage to the Witch Clan girl, it would also affect Qin Ming.

This is really an extremely weird magical martial art, but Qin Ming is not afraid because he believes that his blood volume is enough to withstand these injuries.

As a result, the Witch Clan girl was wrapped in Chaos, enjoying the gentlest caress of Chaos, her face turned red, and she moaned from time to time.

And Qin Ming received the same reaction force and suffered the same similar damage. He finally understood how terrifying his power of chaos was... Fortunately, he himself had a chaotic constitution and was resistant to the power of chaos, so he was not vulnerable to it.

Can't bear it.

The Witch Clan girl seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. The broken bone in her hand lit up another character, and then a surging vitality merged into her body, instantly recovering from her injuries.

Correspondingly, Qin Ming felt that his body seemed to be hollowed out and he was extremely weak, so he realized that he had been tricked again.

This was to extract his life force and inject it into the body of the Witch Clan girl. Qin Ming was emptied of his body, but the girl was extremely satisfied.

"Ah..." She was so comfortable that she almost moaned.

"If you have any other skills, use them all."

Qin Ming said coldly.

"Well, for the sake of making me so happy, I'll let you know."

The Wu girl smiled lightly, then took out a piece of wood and whittled it into the shape of Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took one look and roughly understood what the other party wanted to do.

Sure enough, she took out a silver needle and stabbed it on the wooden figure. Qin Ming felt a chill somewhere on his body, and then a sinister aura poured into his body.

She stabbed out seven needles in a row, but Qin Ming was already bleeding from all his orifices, and it looked like he might not survive.

"You lost."

She smiled softly.

"Still... we can still save him..." Qin Ming coughed a few times. He had never been sick before, but now he was riddled with illness.

"As you wish."

The witch girl sneered again and again and continued to assassinate.

"I think I finally figured out your true identity."

Qin Ming took a long breath, and for a moment, his body shook slightly.

Boom! The powerful aura rose up again, and all the negative states on his body were expelled by him.

There is no way, Qin Ming is too powerful, his body is hard, and his soul is tenacious. How can these curses easily kill him?

If this witch girl could curse for seven days and seven nights, she might really be able to inflict heavy damage on Qin Ming, but how long it would take at this time was still far away.

"What?"

The witch girl couldn't help but lose consciousness.

Chaos has quietly touched her and turned into chains, locking the graceful body of the Witch Clan girl.

Boom! Qin Ming took the lead and rode up. His Chaos Divine Fist was unparalleled in the world and blasted the Witch Clan girl to pieces with one punch.

Whoa! After all, the Witch Clan girl also had two brushes, turned into crows, flew away, and regrouped in the distance.

Chaos filled the air and caressed her again. Qin Ming was still unparalleled in his bravery. He rode up and dealt with all his strength, beating the Witch girl back and losing her army.

A certain symbol lit up on the remaining bones in her hand, trying to extract Qin Ming's life force and inject it into her body.

Qin Ming locked his body tightly, preventing his life force from spraying out so quickly. Even if it was still extracted, it would only slowly flow into her body like a trickle, which could not satisfy her appetite.

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As a result, the Witch Clan girl will only become weaker and weaker, but Qin Ming becomes more and more courageous as he fights. At the moment when his momentum reaches its peak, he kills her with one punch and completely eliminates this strange opponent! "Smelly opponent"

Man! After you get out, I will draw circles and curse you every day."

The witch girl cursed and disappeared.

"That's good, let me practice my ability to resist curses."

Qin Ming smiled.

In this battle, he won another victory and continued to advance vigorously, taking a solid step towards a higher place.

When the fight reaches this point, no opponent can be underestimated.

A few days later, he faced his next opponent. This opponent was no longer the chosen one from a super-powerful clan in the fairy world, but from a small or medium-sized clan.

Although his origin is not very great, his strength is not weak at all.

Just because this person is a supreme divine body... Qin Ming raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw the supreme divine body.

The supreme divine body in front of him, he has also seen the information, is the innate divine body among the supreme divine bodies.

Because he comes from a small and medium-sized ethnic group, his innate divine body has not been well cultivated since he was a child, which is a bit of a waste of his talent. His strength is not among the top ones.

Physical fitness, just because the starting line is relatively high, does not necessarily mean you will be able to achieve great results.

Of course, the starting point of the Supreme Divine Body is indeed too high. Even if this innate divine body has not been well cultivated, he still relies on his physical fitness to reach this stage, which can be seen from this.

"I am an innate divine body, the supreme body in the immortal world. Who are you? How dare you fight with me?"

On the opposite side, the innate divine body is extremely arrogant and speaks hurtfully.

"I never fail."

Qin Ming said calmly.

"I have fought my way up step by step from difficult conditions. After thousands of battles, every opponent has become a stepping stone. What courage do you have to face me head-on?"

The voice of the innate divine body is louder.

"I never fail."

Qin Mingdao.

"I created my own innate qi magic technique and practiced the martial arts that is most suitable for my body. If you have reached this point without the guidance of a famous teacher, you are just taking advantage of the clan!"

"I never fail."

"..." The innate divine body has nothing to say now. No matter how eloquent he is, he can't say anything against Qin Ming's undefeated words.

"I don't believe it!"

He yelled, "Today, I will give you a defeat!"

"Let me see what is so magical about the innate divine body!"

Qin Ming laughed, rushed forward, and fought fiercely with this supreme divine body.


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