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The moment the sword grass possessed, Qin Ming's aura changed drastically. The sword power on his body reached its extreme.

The eyes opened and closed, as if a magic weapon was unsheathed, extremely fierce, and the broken sword in his hand bloomed with splendor.

The eight strong Biluodians also felt Qin Ming's changes, and their momentum dropped sharply.

If it weren't for a vague face, it must be a shocking look.

They know that some secret methods can suddenly increase a person's strength in a short period of time, but those whose gains are like Qin Ming's level are quite rare.

It was the first time that Qin Ming himself tried to possess Sword Grass, who was promoted to the seventh middle rank, the unprecedented increase, let alone other people, even he himself was really surprised.

The inner core aura is consuming frantically, if it weren't for his physical body, he might not be able to withstand this wave of possession of the sword grass.

But even so, he could still feel the unfamiliar power in his body extremely swelling, and there was a tendency to brave him.

Hum!

The hand interrupted the sword, and suddenly a different brilliance burst out at the break of the blade.

Then a ray of white light transmitted from it, turning into a sharp edge, temporarily repairing the broken sword, making it complete.

The strength belonging to the sword grass in the body was continuously injected into it, making the broken sword hum and become more intense.

It's like a soldier eager to go to the battlefield.

The eight strong Biluodian were deterred by Qin Ming's momentum at this moment, and they did not dare to advance any further.

But in fact, the young man in front of him was just a cultivation base of the Pill Gathering Realm.

"Is it a mystery?" The eight strong Biluodians were highly vigilant in their hearts, and their powerful hearts also hesitated for a moment.

But in the end, they chose to kill!

This is an order from the palace, this sect war must be won!

Spiritual energy erupted, and several attacks that could kill a large number of pill-gathering cultivators in a flash flooded Qin Ming.

Without changing his face, Qin Ming slowly cut out the long sword in his hand.

The eight strong Biluodian all felt pale in front of them, could not perceive anything, could not see anything, even the ears hummed.

Destroy the gods and demons with one sword!

In front of Meng Ming and other core disciples, the eight strong Biluodian figures solidified on the spot, gradually stiffening, and finally no sound.

All eight people fell and died under Qin Ming's sword against the sky.

"What!" All the disciples were shocked.

If this is what the old monsters of the Zongmen did, they would not be so surprised, but the problem is that Qin Ming is only a pill-gathering monk, but he can cut such a sword, which is extremely exaggerated.

They had never even seen such a sturdy Pill Gathering Realm monk.

Who is he? !

How would it appear here?

Every disciple was puzzled.

The breath of Qin Ming's body fell back, and the sword grass flew out of his body to guard his side.

Swallowing a spirit pill again, swallowing the medicine so frequently is a burden on the body.

But at this moment Qin Ming couldn't take care of so much. This sword condensed the sword intent and strength he shared with Sword Grass, and almost squeezed himself dry all at once.

If he doesn't swallow the spirit pill to recover, I'm afraid he won't even have the aura needed to maintain the flight.

Jiao Fengniao obviously also knew Qin Ming's state at the moment, and returned to guard it as well.

While the rest of the Biluo Hall dared not approach, Qin Ming retreated from the battlefield and stood on the cloud to rest.

Even without Qin Ming at this moment, the situation has already begun to be unfavorable for Biluodian.

Qin Ming didn't dominate in terms of numbers, and the initial momentum was effectively contained by Qin Ming. At this moment, he fell into a passive state, and every Biluodian was in a situation of being besieged.

In the end, after most of the people in the Palace of Biluo were beheaded, they couldn't help retreating quickly.

The two sects of Qiankun Yunzong and Shenyu Pavilion won the battle.

Of course, this is not the end, the grievances between the two sides have not yet ended, and the casualties of the disciples this time have made them almost endless.

One party must be destroyed.

However, these Qin Ming didn't care very much. After the fun of this battle, when Meng Ming and other disciples wanted to find him again, they had already disappeared.

The initial goal has been achieved. After experiencing this fight, Qin Ming has completely consolidated the soaring cultivation base and strength in the Netherworld, and even has a new perception and diligence.

His sword has been sharpened quite well.

The place connected by the space channel is not far from the original Donggan City, and I don't know if it is a coincidence or it should be.

It only took Qin Ming three days to find the right direction and return to Donggan City.

Suddenly returning to the mortal feeling from the chaotic and disorderly underworld, walking in the lively and ordinary street market, Qin Ming felt emotional in his heart, and finally had a chance to relax his tight heartstrings.

The place he rented is still there, but it won't live for a long time, and there is a thin layer of dust on the furniture.

After cleaning up briefly, Qin Ming stayed temporarily.

During this period of time, he was preparing to ignite the divine fire in the sea of ​​consciousness and promote to the divine fire realm.

Cultivation has always been the biggest issue that limits his strength. There are obviously many powerful spells, but due to the low level of cultivation and the inability to withstand the consumption of these spells, his strength cannot be fully displayed.

Once he is promoted to the Divine Fire Realm, the consumption problem can be solved immediately, and his strength can once again be greatly improved.

For two days, he remained behind closed doors, submerged and studied.

But the result was some clues, but it was still a lot short of the Condensed Divine Fire Realm.

Although he took the most difficult step and had the source of light points, it was not easy to ignite.

In the Middle Ancient Continent, there are more than hundreds of millions of cultivators, but there are only a few cultivators who have achieved the Divine Fire Realm.

The difficulty can be imagined, countless monks stopped in the pill-gathering realm for life.

The Divine Fire Realm is a watershed. Only above the Divine Fire can be called a strong monk, and below the Divine Fire can only be mediocre.

After another two days, Qin Ming walked out of the room and still did not find a chance for promotion.

It's not a solution to stay in retreat all the time. He is going to find some cheats or useful information about the cultivation of the Divine Fire Realm on the market.

However, as soon as he walked to the inner city street, he saw several disciples of Qiankun Yunzong walking towards him.

The leader is not someone else, but Meng Ming, one of the core disciples.

Meng Ming's gaze was firmly fixed on Qin Ming, and he had obviously been spotted, so he looked for him.

After the last war, he has been looking for Qin Ming.

However, Qin Ming didn't show up after returning to the city, and it was only recently that Qin Ming was found.

"Qin Ming." After Meng Ming approached, he spoke first.

Obviously he has found out some personal information of Qin Ming.

This is not difficult for the Universe Yunzong who controls the entire Donggan City. After all, Qin Ming had also contacted some people in the city before, such as Chang Wenxi, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Qin Ming nodded, "What's the matter?"

Some of the Universe Yunzong disciples who followed Meng Ming obviously recognized Qin Ming, and they all looked at him with a monster look.

Those were all disciples who had participated in the battle of the sect and had witnessed Qin Ming's sturdy sword.