Asura God

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Chapter 48: Severing the Seal

"What do you use?" Qin Ming pushed his hand away.

"Lend me." The boy's voice was weak and fuzzy.

Qin Ming couldn't bear it, hesitating: "Just a moment."

The young man took the Dayan ancient sword and looked at it carefully. The sword body was smooth and simple, and there was no trace of the place where the shackles were cut. He shook his eyes, flashed a silk light in the hollow, touched the ancient sword with his fingertips, the sword body slightly vibrated, and made a crisp howl.

"What are you going to do? This chain is ..." Qin Minggang was about to ask, the boy suddenly turned around, retreated into the dense forest, and left!

Qin Ming froze, almost scolded, and hurried to chase after him: "Stop! You borrow or grab!"

The teenager was so fast that he disappeared in an instant.

"What about people?" Qin Ming was annoyed, looking anxiously. But all of a sudden, the dense forest in front of the sky burst into the sky, pouring straight into the sky, the glare shining, like a hurricane vacated, whistling the forest. With the loud roar, the earth was trembling, as if a huge force was exploding.

Sword Qi frenzy seemed to destroy the hurricane, raging waves of waves, sword qi swarms, and a large area of ​​the old forest was wiped out.

Qin Ming's fright retreated, far away from the rushing waves.

what happened?

This is the power of Dayan ancient sword? still is……

Huh! !!

Dayan's ancient sword actually fell from the sky, inserted into the stone in front of him, trembling slightly, the glare was dazzling, and Ling Jian's sword entangled his sword body.

Qin Ming frowned, alerting to the ancient sword and also alerting to the forest.

The ancient sword trembled for a long time before regaining its calmness, spreading its sharp sword air.

But the man never appeared again.

Qin Ming put away the ancient sword and was vigilant to move forward. In the woodland in front of him, there was a vacant lot of ruins of dozens of meters.

Never mind, withdraw!

This energy is too strong, which may attract nearby strongmen and should not be left for long.

Qin Ming retreated decisively and continued to rush to the main sacrifice.

This weird thing has never happened.

Besides, it has nothing to do with myself.

Qin Ming turned over a dozen mountains, avoiding many dangers, and was almost surrounded by mercenaries during the period. Finally, in the afternoon of the next day, he returned to the range of the main sacrifice mountain.

"Qin Ming? Why are you here?" A patrolled middle-aged disciple just met him, and how did he come back from that direction. No, it should be how Qin Ming is still alive. The hunting event has begun for half a month. With the intensity of hunting by He Xiangtian and others, Qin Ming should live shortly, but seeing Qin Ming's appearance, not only he looks good, but he is also very clean.

"I went out and hid." Qin Ming said hello and left.

The disciple was astonished, it turned out that he was hiding. The clever guy avoided the sharp edge first, consumed the patience of He Xiangtian and others before going back to action. However, this boy is really bold enough to dare to go outside the main sacrifice mountain bushes. Qingyun Zong dared to classify the main sacrifice mountain bushes as a hunting ground, allowing nearly a thousand disciples to move freely because he had cleared the ground in advance and survived here. The particularly powerful spirit demon is transferred in advance, and the danger coefficient is controlled within an acceptable range. The main sacrifice is purely wild outside the bush, which is ten times more dangerous than the inside. It's incredible that a little disciple could have been hiding intact for more than ten days.

On the afternoon of the day when Qin Ming safely returned to the main sacrifice, in the distant forest, a masked black team finally found their target, the fugitive boy.

However, instead of being surprised, they were frightened and desperate.

In the messy mountain forest in front of him, a young boy stood with a veiled hair, bowed his head, held his hands, looked very weak, and stood still. However, the people in black in front of him backed in horror, as if they saw something monster, pale and screaming in horror.

"What about your shackles! What about your seal!"

"No no no! Who opened your seal!"

"Impossible! No no ..."

The teenager slowly raised his head, and his eyes were scarlet with blood under his scattered long hair.

"Your eyes ... your power ..."

"Do not!!"

The men in black backed in horror, with extremely exaggerated expressions, as if they saw some kind of horrible monster.

Huh!

The young man was gone, and after a short while, suddenly appeared in the middle of the men in black.

At this moment, everyone was thrilled, desperate and screamed, but there was no resistance, no escape, only fear.

Because ... can't escape ...

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The main priest, Shan Cong, is very lively now. After more than ten days of adaptation and riots, the crazy hunting of nearly a thousand disciples has awakened many spirit demon here, and also started fighting with mercenaries inside.

Every hunting event is a barbaric action and a game of bravery. The disciples of Qingyunzong will fully release their strength and hone their actual combat ability. This real assassination is quite different from the Zongli Yanwuchang showdown. It can enhance strength and stimulate potential.

This is the main reason why Qing Yunzong holds two hunting operations every year.

"A moonlight grass?"

Qin Ming climbed up the cliff in the middle of the night, carefully picked off a delicate white jade grass, swayed in the moonlight, crystal clear. This is a sublime spirit grass, but it belongs to a very special category of small spirit grass, which is very effective in treating internal injuries.

"Good luck."

Qin Ming carefully packed into the bag, and continued to search for the grass and fruit. He doesn't want to provoke other disciples or mercenaries for the time being. He only wants more spiritual grass and fruit. If he can pick up more Zhongpin spirit grass, this hunting is perfect. As for He Xiangtian's group of people, Qin Ming didn't really put it in his heart. It was difficult to find out that it was important to pick medicines and not waste too much time with them.

In the next five days, Qin Ming encountered a lot of experienced disciples and took the initiative to avoid it, so as not to have any eyeliner in it. When he encountered a monster, he looked at the situation.

After four days, he did not meet He Xiangtian's team, and he had a good harvest.

A medium-quality spirit grass, a dozen of low-quality spirit grass, have been refined by him, with good results.

But if you want to find more Zhongpin Lingcao, you need chance, and you have to try it in the most dangerous forest area.

Qin Ming resolutely went deeper on the fifth day.

In the afternoon, the sunset was sloping west, and the forest gradually turned dark.

Qin Ming walked and suddenly noticed a very strong radon, appearing in the dense forest in front. He ran to the top of a nearby mountain and lurked.

A spirit demon of great heroic heroic martial arts approached here, seemingly looking for something.

This is a beast with a scale like a lion and scale tails, purple hair, and glitters all over, like a king who visits the territory.

"Ziyu Lion!" Qin Ming was surprised and quickly hid.

The strength of this spirit demon should be able to compete with the warriors of the high-level basaltic realm.

He didn't want to mess with this spirit, and hurried to run in the opposite direction.

But it didn't take long for the strange scent to smell and it came from the woodland in front.

The aroma is very pure!

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if there was an aura of energy flowing into the internal organs and unspeakable comfort.

"Has a baby? Good luck."

In the dense old woods in front, there are a large number of very old trees. The vigorous branches are staggered in the air, densely cluttered, covering the sun, as if forming a closed giant space.

The sky is not completely dark yet, it is already very dim, but in the dim depths, there is a purple light flashing.

Qin Ming was brave and approached. Surrounded by many old trees, there was a small green tree, a whole body of jasper, like beautiful porcelain, shining brightly, shimmering with green shimmer, and propped up the darkness.

The small tree moved without wind, as if it was shaking cheerfully. There were only a few scattered leaves on it, but there was a purple spirit fruit. At first glance, the spirit fruit looks like grapes, and the five small fruits are gathered together, very delicate and very small. The bursts of fragrant incense and purple light diffused from above, flowing in the ancient dark woodland.

"Good darling!" Qin Ming's spirits rose, and he turned to the gall and ventured closer.

Strangely, there is no spirit demon here?

how is this possible?

Is that purple jade lion guarding? Going out for a hunt?

good chance!

Qin Ming's thinking was very active. He rushed over in a single stride, reaching the extreme speed. He grabbed the spirit fruit and even picked off the leaves. If he was not nervous, he really wanted to pull out the whole tree.

A cold whisper came from the darkness. "stop!"

"Let me down!"

"Asshole, what are you doing?"

After several sounds, they were all very angry.

Qin Mingji Ling, someone? Is there a guardian? the fat is in the fire!

"Qin Ming?" A woman in white fluttering in front of him turned out to be Yaoshan's personal disciple, Ling Xue.

"Qin Ming? You dare to grab our stuff, so brave." Five Yaoshan disciples rushed out, annoyed Qin Ming.