Descendants of the Immortals!!

When he thought of these four words, the anger in Qin Jun's heart suddenly climbed to the extreme!

He jerked his head up and looked into the distance!

That's exactly where the Black Cross headquarters are headed!

And at this moment, a strong killing intent burst out from his body!

The whole space, the temperature plummets!

Even Ying Wanqing next to him couldn't help but shudder!

"Brother Qin..."

Ying Wanqing lowered her head, and the terrifying oppressive aura made her dare not look directly at Qin Jun at all!

And Qin Jun, when he heard her voice, retracted his momentum just now, turned his head to her and smiled slightly, and said, "I'll give you a painting, you take it home, and if you encounter danger, open that painting immediately." ”

"Painting?" Ying Wanqing was stunned and didn't understand what it meant, but since it was Qin Jun who said it, she still nodded very obediently.

Qin Jun didn't talk nonsense, and then ordered Wang Jian to find a pen and paper, draw a picture casually, and after handing it to Ying Wanqing, he waved his hand and left with Wang Qian!

Make a beeline for the Black Cross headquarters!

Five or six minutes later!

River East and West City suburbs, Black Cross headquarters!

In a dimly lit room!

The whole space is extremely depressing!

Black Cross members gathered here, nearly twenty of them!

In front of them, a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe stood, and an old man in his sixties who fell to his knees!

The middle-aged man's name is Zhao Yuanwu, the third elder of the Black Cross Headquarters!

As for the old man, it turned out to be Ying Wanqing's grandfather, Win Kuiming!

After a period of dead silence, Zhao Yuanwu suddenly spoke, and a hoarse and vicious voice spread:

"Just last night... The ancestor gave me a dream that he needed the blood of the enemy to sacrifice his soul, and all of us, thanks to the long protection of the ancestors, now it is time to repay the favor!"

"Ying Wanqing and Ying Kuiming, the descendants of these two thieves, have lived for too long, cut them with a thousand knives, and the ancestors will give us great power!"

The words fall, the next moment!

Brush!!!

The members of the Black Cross in the room, all in unison, all took out the daggers they carried with them, exuding a cold glow!

At this time, Zhao Yuanwu's voice spread again:

"Let's begin, cut off the flesh of this old thief piece by piece, the more painful he is, the more miserable his scream, the happier our ancestors will be!"

That's all it takes!

Whoa!

All the Black Cross members around him, all holding daggers, quickly rushed towards Win Kuiming!

And Ying Kuiming, in the face of this almost mortal situation, there was no trace of fear in his old eyes!

Even, under the pressure of Zhao Yuanwu, he gritted his teeth, tried his best, and slowly got up!

"Really... Is that really the case?"

Ying Kuiming's body trembled violently, but in his eyes, at this moment, it seemed to be a flame!

If Qin Jun was here, he would definitely be surprised by this scene!

That's—

Great Qin's will!

In the past, when Great Qin was attacked by the Immortal Realm, all the people of Great Qin became captives!

Those so-called immortals, regard them as grass mustard!

Let them kneel like dogs!

But at that moment, almost all the people of Great Qin straightened up!

Great Qin's will erupted!

Let the overwhelming immortals unleash the most brutal killing!

That Great Qin's will is getting stronger and stronger!

Swept by a storm!!

Even in the end, those so-called immortals, who obviously won a battle, seemed to have become crazy vanquished, and would only kill those unarmed ordinary people!

And at this time!

The same is true of the Great Qin will that Win Kuiming broke out!

The momentum is getting stronger!

And under this momentum, the whole space suddenly froze!

The members of the Black Cross who originally launched the operation were all frozen there!

In their eyes, there is a strong struggle!

Almost at the same time!

Win Kuiming also stood straight!

This old man, who is half of his body in the ground, seems to have endless fighting intent at this time!

"Any idea why you're struggling?!"

"Because what the old dog said is not your ancestor at all!"

"Because your blood, your soul, comes from Great Qin!"

"Because for generations, you have been guarding the descendants of the Ying family!"

"But now, my old bones, I don't need your protection, I just hope that you can rise up and resist and not let the Great Qin Ancestors feel disappointed for you!"

Win Kuiming shouted one sentence after another!

Every sentence is loud!

Sonorous and powerful!

And under his words, the meaning of struggle in the eyes of those Black Cross members in front of him became stronger and stronger!

But at this moment!

Zhao Yuanwu, who was behind Win Kuiming, suddenly sneered, with a look of disdain and sarcasm!

"Great Qin's will? Hehe, it seems that you know a lot, but do you think that just this bit of Great Qin's will can revive their memory?"

"Or do you think that your Great Qin will can resurrect Qin Shi Huang to save you? Don't dream!!"

Zhao Yuanwu sneered again and again, even if Win Kuiming burst out with the will of Great Qin, he was not in a hurry to make a move!

The memories of those Black Cross members were all sealed by Wang Tianluo himself, and Ying Kuiming, a powerless old guy, how could he let them wake up?

Win Kuiming's enthusiasm, in Zhao Yuanwu's opinion, is just a joke!

But at this moment!

When—

A bell rang, and suddenly spread from Ying Kuiming!

The sound is small and does not seem to have any deterrent effect at all!

However, it was this subtle bell ringing that made the surrounding Black Cross members' bodies tremble violently!

"I remember!"

"My ancestor, from Great Qin!"

Suddenly, a member of the Black Cross let out a low roar!

The next moment, he suddenly looked at Zhao Yuanwu behind Ying Kuiming, and in his eyes, the previous worship and respect were gone!

In its place, there is a monstrous hatred!

"How is it possible?!" Almost at the same time, Zhao Yuanwu exclaimed, with a look of disbelief!

"You actually have a fragment of the First Emperor's Bell there!"

Fragments of the First Emperor's Bell!

This thought made Zhao Yuanwu's face extremely ugly!

But that's not all!

Followed by!

One!

Five!

Ten!

One Black Cross after another, all of them woke up to the sound of the bell!

Brush Brush Brush!

Dao Dao's hateful gaze fell on Zhao Yuanwu!

But this scene only surprised Zhao Yuanwu for a short time!

The next moment!

"Hahaha!" Zhao Yuanwu suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Ying Kuiming and those Black Cross members, his eyes were full of banter!

Because he sees it clearly!

Those members of the Black Cross who revived their memories, at this moment, everyone began to bleed!

Everyone, trembling violently!

The pain is extreme!

That's—a backlash from the power of the seal!

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Yuanwu laughed more and more crazy, and roared at Ying Kuiming: "Old thing, do you see it? Even if you let them awaken their memories? The power of the backlash will make them worse than dead!"

"This is the consequence of allegiance to the Ying family, and now, I will appreciate with you, these fools have died a little bit miserably!"

Sou!

As the words fell, Zhao Yuanwu's whole person flashed out, and the long knife in his hand roared out, cutting off part of the right arm of one of the Black Cross members!