"Mu Qilin! Aren't you looking for me? I'm here! Open your eyes and watch!" Qin Ming then arrived. The dragon's mighty power was strong, and his sharp dragon claws held up the ancient death knives and slammed Mu Qilin's head hard.

Mu Qilin struggled to wake up, but it was too late.

Boom!

The endless sound of death scattered the sky, disrupting the green light.

Mu Qilin's drowsy consciousness was immediately filled with all kinds of disasters and curses, and his huge body trembled and wailed in pain.

"And I am!" Yang Dianfeng came with the Fengtian Evil Dragon Pillar. There were no extra moves. While Mu Qilin had no defense, he directly hit him with one blow and hit him many times again.

The white tiger followed closely and thirty-six spears crossed the sky, killing and rushing, falling from the sky, like a burning pillar of heaven. This was no longer a thorn, but like a giant mountain pressing on the top. Once hit, it would not be penetrated, but would be smashed into blood mud.

Rumbled, bursts of explosions boiled into the sky, and the river tides below were shaking in the violent explosions. Mu Qilin's huge body suddenly burst into pieces, his bones were shattered, his internal organs were shattered, and blood was floating.

A horn of life was broken and fell to Qin Lan and was taken away by her cheers.

Qin Ming killed with the surging thunder tide, trying to drag the wooden Qilin away, but... there were shocking loud noises from behind, and waves rushed, roaring in groups of angrily. The giant Kuns of the wilderness were coming towards him, roaring from a distance.

Mu Qilin forcibly stabilized his retreating body, stimulated himself to wake up, and fled to the distance frantically.

"Lan Lan, retreat!" Qin Ming stopped and did not chase after him. After all, Mu Qi was a pure-blooded Qilin, and even a life holy beast. In this case, forced dragging it away will only cause trouble on the road, limiting the speed, and once it is chased by the giant Kuns and others, it will be troublesome.

"Front!" Lanlan pointed at a few thousand meters away, where she had set up another passage.

Yang Dianfeng cast a silver phantom, carried Qin Ming White Tiger, rushed towards the passage, and disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he was already more than ten miles away, and opened the distance with the prehistoric giant Kun and the others. The silver phantom churned like a banshee, and rushed into the dense forest in the distance with the thunderous silver light.

"Roar!!" The loud roar echoed the heaven and earth. The giant Kuns in the wilderness were unwilling to give up and continued to rush into the dense forest. However, they only rushed for dozens of miles. The overlords in the rainforest were alarmed, and loud roars echoed the dense forests of the valley. Usually, wetlands and dense forests have their own rules, that is, they do not invade each other. The beasts in the dense forest cannot enter the wetlands, and wetlands cannot easily enter the dense forest. Even a few days ago, the giant Kuns in the wilderness investigated the water source beads and sent their river beasts under their command, rather than being themselves.

A scale and momentum like today is even more provocative for the overlords in the dense forest.

The giant Kuns of the prehistoric world rushed forward for more than a hundred miles, but finally stopped under the severity of fierce aura that gradually appeared, and retreated back to the wetland with strong reluctance.

"It's okay, it's okay, the fire dragons are still alive!"

"Fire Dragon, Wood Qilin, two of them are ruined! I have to admire you even at the seventh level of heaven's realm!"

"This fierce battle should be considered a resounding response from Qin Ming to the four royal families entering the battlefield of the prehistoric world."

Around the altar of the Great Chaos Realm, many elders shook their heads with emotion. It was so wonderful. The people who were watching were nervous throughout the whole process, and their eyes didn't leave the screen for a second. They were really worried that Qin Ming would kill the Fire Dragon. Although the Great Chaos Realm was not afraid of the royal family outside, it might be better to avoid it.

The Fire Dragon suffered such a huge loss, so he should have hid himself and recovered from his injuries. He may not appear in one or two months.

Tan Tai Mingjing suddenly said, "I always feel...thing is not over yet!"

"What's up?"

"Qin Ming!! He will spare the Fire Dragon?"

This melee in the prehistoric wetland alarmed a lot of beast tides, and many humans witnessed with their own eyes. When Qin Ming disappeared and the fire dragon fled, the news naturally spread to the vast dense forest.

When the four major royal families joined forces to enter the battlefield of prehistoric times, everyone thought that Qin Ming would hide from all over the world, and at most there would be a few ambushes and a small fight. However, they did not expect that he would respond to the four major royal families in this way, and almost killed the Fire Dragon Pit in the prehistoric wetland.

This news is a shock to many human races, but an exciting to the strong men of the other three royal races.

The fire dragon, the wood qilin, and the giant peak dragon, such a stunning combination, was almost destroyed in the prehistoric wetland. They suddenly discovered that no matter how much they overestimate Qin Ming, Qin Ming would always respond to them in a way beyond imagination again and again, as if they had unlimited potential.

Liao Yuanwu and Su Fei'an were all standing in the mountains and forests, looking in the direction of the wetlands. Although there were thousands of miles between them, they still looked at them in a daze for a while. When they just heard the news, a chill all over their bodies. The seven prisons were cruel at the bottom of the sea. The word "prison" was a symbol. But suddenly, they suddenly found that they were not so "powerful".

The three Tianwu Seventh Heavenly Heavens against the three Tianwu Eighth Heavenly Heavens almost killed the Fire Dragons. Fire Dragons, Wood Qilin, and Giant Peak Dragons are not comparable to Wan Renxuan. Not many of them can kill three Wan Renxuans, but they almost died at the hands of Qin Ming. No matter what means Qin Ming used, at least he did it.

Qin Ming can play so "exciting" in this era of chaos and martial arts. What kind of reputation will he be in his own era?

They looked into the distance silently and could almost imagine the scene of the fire dragon being beaten up. The outside was resisting the attack of strange beasts like the giant Kun of the prehistoric world, and the brilliance of Qin Ming was still under the brilliance of the fire dragon. This was probably the most tragic thing in his life.

"Are we leaving the battlefield directly, or... stay for a while?" Sufian whispered, and the arrogance in his expression unknowingly decreased.

Liao Yuanwu frowned slightly: "I'm considering the last few words Qin Ming said."

"Is the future?"

"The future! The future of the seven prisons!" Liao Yuanwu retracted his eyes to look at the wetlands, looked around the dense and vigorous ancient rainforest, and his tone was heavy: "Stay in the prehistoric battlefield for a few more days. Witnessing this melee is also... an eye-opener."

When Liao Yuanwu said the last few words, his expression was a bit complicated. He was a very conceited person and a competitor to the future patriarch of the Blood Prison. He believed that he was strong and wise, experienced and visionary, but the several major events that Qin Ming did brought him a significant impact. Perhaps Qin Ming was right, the Water Source Pearl may be a hope for the Seven Prisons, but it is not the future. A bead cannot save the Seven Prisons. What can be saved is... their own choice.

Su Fei'an and the others looked at Liao Yuanwu: "I'm sure we want to stay? We either leave decisively. If we want to stay, we have to help Qin Ming do things. He won't let us wander around here."
Chapter completed!