Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, using his precious time to practice day and night, swallowing the energy in the blood pill. Since the blood pill refined by Haitang is all "original", it only removes all impurities and useless energy, and condenses all the essence of flesh and soul. Therefore, each blood pill not only provides blood qi and spiritual power, but also tempers the soul. The most important thing is that the wonderful energy unique to each blood pill needs to be slowly "tasted" and carefully condensed.

These different energies are the origin of enhancing Qin Ming's strength.

Yan Wanming carried a giant battle axe and held the Sky-Tearing Sword, standing proudly behind like an iron guard. While vigilantly, he silently tempered the Sky-Tearing Sword, erasing the mark of the ringing of the sky on it, integrating it into his own mark, and comprehending its mystery. If such a treasure could be truly integrated into his body, it would definitely help him sprint to the expected Tianwu realm!

It is full of expectations! It will also defend the name of "Tearing the Sky" to the death!

Haitang stood behind it, seized time to regulate her energy in preparation for the next round of refining. She actually had many other pills, but Qin Ming refused to use them and insisted on taking the pills refined from the spoils he had killed himself. This was Qin Ming's persistence and a challenge to himself. Haitang was difficult to understand, but he expressed respect.

It has been three days since the second round ended. Although the war has not started again for a long time, there are more people and more dangerous people. The third round of fighting is destined to be even more tragic.

The ghost boy sat on her shoulder, looking at the chaotic and lively stone forest curiously, and occasionally looking at the man sitting cross-legged in front of him. It was not long since it was born and has been sealed. Its understanding of the outside world was blank, just like a blank paper. This battle in Panlong Mountain was its real first witness to something. When we met someone, it was a little dazed and curious, and it was also affected invisibly.

The top of Panlong Mountain is calm and stable, like a reef surging under huge waves, leaving you unmoved without any movement.

The casual cultivators of Gu Hai secretly admire him. He is worthy of being the most dazzling rookie in Gu Hai. He is worthy of being the immortal king who fights bloody battles in the Heavenly King Hall. He meets the heroes, and moves in all directions. Countless geniuses are eyeing him. His face is not changing. His calm and indifferent cultivation is really admirable. If they were not defeated by their momentum, they might have been crushed and collapsed.

No matter how they viewed the Heavenly King Palace and Qin Ming before, above and at the Panlong Mountain, they were proud of Qin Ming and prayed for Qin Ming, and even hoped that he could win this stunning battle and give all the geniuses of Donghuang Heavenly Court a loud response - no one in the heaven? Is there no one in the ancient sea?

suddenly……

Qin Ming stood up under the gaze of everyone, his blood-colored wings pounded violently, raising a strong wind to the sky, and stopped at a height of hundreds of meters. He raised his hand and pointed forward without any extra words or any special expression. He only had a word, powerful and powerful fighting spirit: "Please fight!"

"Huh? Why can't he wait?"

"Wow! I have the courage, and it's a day to last more, why did I take the initiative to invite the battle?"

"This madman is so energetic!!"

"Is this a little addicted to killing?"

"The last fierce battle has only been three days and three nights now, and he has recovered to full height? This recovery speed is too much!"

"What day is today?"

"It's the eighth day since Qin Ming's first battle."

"Haha, I understand! Qin Ming wants to give everyone a reply! Don't you all mock me for not sticking to it for eight days? Today is exactly the eighth day!"

"Oh? It's really interesting. At the beginning, I didn't seem to believe that he could live for eight days. Today is the eighth day."

"Who will I slap in the face on the eighth day today?"

Shi Lin immediately fell into a sensation, the atmosphere was high, and he looked at Panlong Mountain excitedly.

The third round of fighting is about to begin!

Who will appear?

Who will die?

How many games can Qin Ming persist?

Can Qin Ming survive today?

Which quasi-tiger ranks on the list will die in Panlong Mountain?

Countless speculations stir everyone's heart, and the more I think about it, the more excited they become. Especially those who are just watching the show, they just watch the excitement, the better the more exciting it is!

The Immortal Heaven Palace, Huanlangtian, Huangleitian and other forces who were determined to fight were all rational and did not act rashly. After experiencing the previous two rounds of fighting, they

I will no longer underestimate Qin Ming. Anyone who faces the first battle will undoubtedly die.

They have all formulated tactics, first of all, to consume Qin Ming's strength, fight with the death war, and directly use the method of dying together to force him into chaos, and to seriously injured, and then send powerful men at the quasi-tiger rankings to fight, constantly!

They have been observing Qin Ming for a long time, especially after witnessing the second round of fighting, although all the challengers were defeated, they have a new understanding of all Qin Ming's martial arts and secret techniques, which provides them with valuable experience and can be more handy in combat.

Almost all parties have the same "fight to death" tactics, and they all send dead soldiers first!

But who will go first?

It is not easy for them to train a dead soldier from the Eighth Heaven of the Holy Martial Arts. Those who can fight on the stage will not directly contribute blood pills. They are all powerful dead soldiers and treasures from all sides. No one is willing to sacrifice for nothing, it is best for others to die first.

"Whose hand is the sacred beast dead?" The team of the Demon God Beast Mountain entrenched in the high altitude in the east, with dark clouds rolling and evil spirits filling the sky. A thick roar came from inside, dangerous and fierce, echoing over the stone forest, wandering for a long time.

The demon lord of the Demon God Beast Mountain has confirmed that its only offspring has died in battle. According to the news from the Ghost Spirit Clan, it is likely that it died at the hands of Feng Jiuge, the Immortal Heavenly Palace. However, three days ago, during the second round of fighting in Panlong Mountain, a spirit beast noticed the remaining news from the monster behind Qin Ming.

Therefore, a large number of beasts were dispatched to the Demon God Beast Mountain and gathered in Panlong Mountain!

"Ah?" Shi Lin was in a state of turmoil, like a neat sound. The silhouette was dead? Many people first looked at the Immortal Heavenly Palace. Didn't Feng Jiuge catch it and be a war beast? Why did he even kill it?

"I killed!" Qin Ming admitted coldly.

"Ah?" The sound of the sound in the stone forest increased several times, and he looked at Qin Ming in unison. He killed all the silk lions? When did it happen? Isn't silk lions among Fengjiu singers? This madman did a big thing quietly!

"Catch him! I want to live! Blood sacrifice to the soul of the sacred man!" The dark clouds surging, the sky was boiling, and the roar was deafening. A giant beast poked its head out of it, and its eyes were as lit as two rounds of blood, which was particularly intimidating.

Boom!

"Avenge my lord!" A huge ferocious beast rushed out of the clouds and landed on the top of Panlong Mountain, shaking the top of the mountain, as if it was about to crush the giant mountain. Its body was filled with terrifying flames, and the rock layer under its feet began to melt, turning into magma, and bubbling with bubbles.

This is the headed black fire dragon lizard.

It looks like a giant lizard, but it is covered with dragon scales and has a majestic dragon tail!

At first glance, it looks like a monster dragon, but in fact it is indeed a descendant of the dragon clan, with half of the dragon blood, and its strength is very terrifying!

The audience exclaimed, and sent the Xuanhuo Dragon Lizard to the stage directly? The Demon God Beast Mountain is so bold!

The geniuses at the quasi-tiger rankings such as Sha Xin and Cang Hanyue all frowned slightly. They knew the terrifyingness of this giant beast, especially the dragon scales and tail, which had a terrifying power that was almost like a dragon in defense and combat. With their strength, they might not be able to win if they face it.

"Roar!" The Xuanhuo Dragon Lizard let out a deafening roar, swaying like a dragon's roar, with sound waves rolling, mixed with terrifying high-temperature air waves, and blasting towards Qin Ming like an angry tide. It was the guardian of the young master of the Lizhan. He should have accompanied the ghost spirit clan at the beginning, but he did not go to the retreat and practiced. As a result, he received the news of the young master's tragic death as soon as he left the seclusion, which made it extremely furious.

Qin Ming gathered his four wings and easily blocked the roar that was enough to break the soul-smuggling and the high temperature that could melt the rock formation. I thought I would be culled by a dead soldier, but I didn't expect to encounter such a strong enemy at the beginning. It seems that this third game is not easy to fight.

"Dad! I want to eat dragons! I want to eat that dragon!" Qin Lan suddenly shouted excitedly, her tender and crisp voice was a bit innocent, but the meaning in the words made countless people stunned. I'll tell me, this girl has a good appetite!

The ghost boy pursed his rosy little mouth, hooked his hands, and said timidly: "I...I want to eat too..."

Qin Ming rarely smiled on his cold face: "It's not a dragon."

Qin Lan pointed at her white and tender little hand hard: "It's a dragon, it's a fire-breathing! I want to eat it!"

The ghost boy flashed his big shiny eyes and said, "It's a dragon."

"Don't learn from me." Qin Lan gave him a fierce expression.

The ghost boy turned his mouth and felt aggrieved: "I didn't... I didn't learn it..."
Chapter completed!