Qin Ming's breakthrough entered a critical moment. After the accumulation of one day and one night before, the explosion at this moment went very smoothly and the transformation was rapid. The green thunder completely turned into blood thunder, and the vast sea of ​​energy turned into boundless blood red. The riotous thunder power was endless, filled with the terrifying energy to destroy all things.

The thunder toad never stops, the sound waves are dull but vast, like a tsunami rushing on the bottom of the sea, disrupting the sea, causing dense thunder tides on the sea surface, and causing endless riots.

The ancient thunder swallowing technique completed its transformation and officially advanced to the third level. From now on, this ancient secret technique that once shaped Taigong Lei Huang will show even more extraordinary power. If the first and second levels are like young and young, the ancient thunder swallowing technique that has advanced to the third level has entered the young and middle-aged people, the power of the qualitative transformation will be unparalleled and become Qin Ming's new killer move.

Qin Ming was immersed in the breakthrough of realm, accepting the endless wonders brought by the breakthrough, the widening of meridians, the tempering of flesh and blood, and the strength of the soul. The transformation of the ancient thunder-swalking technique also stimulated the Shura Sword and the inheritance of the kings, awakening one after another, releasing his might and resonating with the thunder toad.

At this moment, although Qin Ming was surrounded by bloody thunder tide and there was no real situation outside, his body was actually translucent, and his meridians were like dense tree roots all over his body, clearly visible and spectacular. The thunder toad was lying in his dantian, and the Shura sword was hanging high above, as if two evil things were confronting each other. The heart not only leaped vigorously and powerfully, but also mysterious shadows surrounded it, holding it high, as if dragging a round of golden sun.

Yan Wanming occasionally looked back at the scene of the blood thunder "boiling". The explosion of thunders came one after another, filled with terrifying power, filling this dark world.

In the ruins three thousand meters away, Zhao Xiongfeng, one of the captains of the Ninth Shora Shadow, had already felt this place. The dark cloak and the hazy black air seemed to be hiding in the boundless dark world. His aura was very terrifying. Even if he tried his best to control it, the surrounding space was still invisibly twisted. His eyes seemed deeper than darkness and colder than the ancient country. It seemed that there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood in it, and endless killing was surging.

Shura Shadow and Shura Blood Shadow are the top combat troops in Shura Hall, and they are also the Death Ghost Force that is terrified in Donghuang Heavenly Court.

Shadow Nine Team, Blood Shadow Nine Team, each team has a captain. Not only is he a strong man with a profound realm, he has experienced many battles, and is full of corpses and blood behind him. He also has absolutely no weak ability and wisdom, but more importantly, he is absolutely loyal to the palace master.

The captain of the Double Shadow Eighteen Team is undoubtedly the absolute core figure in the Shura Palace, and he is also a super combat soldier from the Shura Palace to the outside.

In fact, there is no need to use Shura Shadow to hunt down a high-level holy martial arts, and there is no need to invite him as a captain-level figure. He used two shadow troops at once. But since the little master gave the order, they must perform the tasks unconditionally. After all, their two teams have been assigned to the little master by the palace master to assist the little master in performing various tasks and shoulder the important task of protecting the little master's safety. To a certain extent, they need to be loyal to the little master.

Zhao Xiongfeng didn't mind carrying out such seemingly illegitimate actions. After all, the target was the crystalline fairy stone of the Ghost Spirit Clan, and it was possible to capture Donghuang's top ten grandmaster-level alchemist. On the way to the Twilight Ancient Kingdom, all kinds of information recently had been transferred to him. He was also curious who was this madman who dared to challenge the All Heaven Court, what purpose was, and what power was behind it.

This is what Zhao Xiongfeng cares about and needs to deal with. The reason why the little master transferred them over was also in his mind.

The little master's instructions are very clear and strict. That is, the target is found and taken down immediately. No communication or hesitation is allowed. All witnesses around him will be killed and handed over to the little master in the shortest time.

Zhao Xiongfeng followed the compass' command, but stopped at three thousand meters. His deep and sharp eyes passed through the fog, locked in the blood-colored flames, and saw the real situation inside.

That

Is it Wang Zhan? He actually broke through in the gloomy environment of the ancient Twilight Kingdom? He was full of crises and was killing everywhere. How could he stabilize his mentality?

Zhao Xiongfeng's eyes solidified on the black sword in Qin Ming's Qihai. Treasures that can guard the Qihaihai are rare spiritual weapons, with powerful power and even sealing souls. The black sword does not look big, but is exquisite and sharp, and is slowly rotating, flying around the dark black tide.

Zhao Xiongfeng looked at the black knife and felt a strange sense of familiarity, and the feeling was very strong.

Dear?

Or some kind of induction?

Zhao Xiongfeng walked forward for nearly a thousand meters, and saw more clearly and more detailedly. The sword eyebrows under the cloak slowly frowned, his eyes were changing with a solemn expression.

Long time...

Zhao Xiongfeng's frozen gaze moved to Qin Ming's face. Unconsciously, he walked forward thousands of meters again.

Yan Wanming stared at the fog thousands of meters away. It seemed that there was something there? But its eyesight could not see clearly. His spiritual sense swept over and there was nothing.

Zhao Xiongfeng seemed to exist, and it seemed to be illusory. A thousand meters distance was as close as before him. His expression was solemn that it was gloomy, with shock in the gloom. His mood, like an eternal pond, had ripples and endless turbulence.

That black knife...

Shura Sword?

That's the Shura Sword?

The sharp and shocking question just emerged and circled in his mind and couldn't get rid of it. Every time he echoed, it made him tense and breathe rapidly.

The Shura Sword has been destroyed!

How could it be here?

So how could it be with him?

who is he!!

Does the little master know? Or is the target not the crystal world immortal stone at all, but him!!

If the little master knew his existence, he would know the existence of Shura Sword!

Why don’t you do it yourself?

Are you afraid that you will not do it cleanly and leave a word, and believe that only Shura Shadow can take it away silently and guarantee the secret? Or is the little master deliberately seeking Shura Shadow, and if something happens later, you can blame Shura Shadow?

Could it be that I am thinking too much? The little master doesn’t know about Shura Sword!

Wait, is that really a Shura Sword??

Zhao Xiongfeng stared at Qin Ming in the distance, and had the impulse to go over and find out what happened himself. But reason stopped him. After a long time, he quietly retreated and hid in the fog.

This person cannot be touched!

This matter is even more untouchable!

Xiaozhu, Shura Sword? These two words alone are enough to generate infinite conjectures and trigger endless storms.

Whether it is his excessive concern or fact, be cautious first.

His troops secretly chased after him: "Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xiongfeng ordered: "The mission is terminated! The report to the little master is that there is no such person in ancient China!"

Everyone exchanged eyes: "What happened?"

Zhao Xiongfeng looked at Qin Ming, covered with blood and thunder, staring at the black knife, exactly the same, really the same! "Wei Yan, stare at Wang Zhan! Report to me only! The rest... retreat..."
Chapter completed!