Not long after, Qin Ling and the Goddess of Life escaped to the ground, and Xuan Ming's eyes suddenly shrank. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the goddess of life is a clone, she was born in a magical pasture, and the essence of life is still a true immortal, and she has been compressed to the peak of Mahayana in the three-dimensional universe.

And although Qin Ling's realm is the same as him, they are all combined, but Qin Ling's bone age is very young, and it can be seen at a glance that he is only in his twenties.

A fit in your twenties!

In the martial arts world, there is a saying that the fist is afraid of being young, in fact, in the cultivation world, the young have a high level of cultivation, on the one hand, the talent is extraordinary, on the other hand, whether it is the soul or the body tissue, they are full of vitality, the same realm of true yuan, endurance and explosiveness are stronger than the old guy.

True Yuan Mana doesn't get stronger the more you cultivate, it's like a pool, when the water is full, it will overflow and flow away, unless you have a method to compress the True Yuan.

In Xuan Ming's eyes, the goddess of life has no breath of life and is full of mystery, and Qin Ling is obviously a fierce opponent, even if he himself is in the late stage of merging, Qin Ling is only in the early stage of merging, he does not dare to have any indiscretion.

"Who are you?" asked Xuan Ming.

Qin Ling asked rhetorically, "Heng'e is being detained here?"

"It turned out to be for Heng'e, who are you?" Xuan Ming snorted coldly, secretly on guard.

Qin Ling continued: "Say, where is Heng'e, tell me honestly, and give you a good time, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for draining your soul and refining your soul!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Xuan Ming was furious, and a silver shining flying sword erupted and shot straight at Qin Ling.

At such a close distance, and the incident happened suddenly, the seventh princess couldn't help but exclaim.

Qin Ling didn't even flash, in his eyes, the speed of this sword was average, and the mana true yuan was also average, so he summoned the Sun Knife and slashed down with a heavy sword against the flying sword!

"Dang!"

The swords clashed, the Sun Sword trembled slightly, and the flying sword was split into a large gap, and rolled backwards with a mournful roar.

"Flutter!" Xuan Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After all, the flying sword was connected to the mind, and the sword body was severely damaged, and his mind was also injured.

However, Qin Ling sighed lightly, he thought that his knife was enough to split the flying sword in two, but only a gap was cut out, which was very abnormal, and when he heard the mournful sound of the flying sword, he knew in his heart, it turned out that there was a weapon spirit in the sword.

Immediately unfolded Zhenyuan's big hand without hesitation, and took advantage of the moment when Xuan Ming's mind was floating, pinched the sword body and dragged it back.

"Zheng!"

The flying sword struggled.

Qin Ling's hand strengthened, and an invisible spiritual fluctuation penetrated into it, threatening: "Either follow me, I will make you stronger, or die, I will erase your spiritual sense!"

The flying sword hesitated a little, although it had spiritual intelligence, it had a spiritual connection with Xuan Ming, just as the instrument spirit of the Burning Sun Sword also had a spiritual connection with Qin Ling.

"Come back!"

Xuan Ming saw that Qin Ling was tempting his flying sword, so he had it, and hurriedly pinched it.

"Zheng Zheng!"

The flying sword began to struggle again.

Generally speaking, there is a magic weapon of the machine spirit, and the cultivation is the same as the master, and the flying sword and weapon spirit in the merger period began to struggle, even Qin Ling was a little struggling, mainly because he wanted to beat the tool spirit into Ming Qiuyue's flying sword, and he was reluctant to really erase the spiritual sense.

"I'll leave it to you, train him well!" Qin Ling threw the flying sword towards the Burning Sun Knife.

The Burning Sun Sword let out an excited roar, and the blade body flew out, clinging to the flying sword.

The flying sword, which was originally a little floating, seemed to be pressed by a star, and it could no longer move, just a mournful roar.

Xuan Ming said coldly: "Boy, if you want to take away the old man's magic weapon, just exchange your life for it!" After speaking, he stepped forward and punched straight over!

The soul and body are combined, the strength is incomparable, and one punch can break a mountain, this is not a joke, the seventh princess said: "This old guy seems to be stronger than me, and I seem to be stronger than that guy, this punch will suffer." “

The people around him only flashed a hint of surprise in their eyes and did not speak.

"It's good to come!"

Qin Ling laughed and waved his fist to meet him!

"Bang!"

The two fists intersected, and a thin wave of qi swept out, and a click was heard, Xuan Ming's wrist bone was broken, and he was horrified, and hurriedly retreated backwards.

Qin Ling was unforgiving, bullying himself, slamming each other with his left and right fists, and there were no moves, but he relied on his fast speed and great strength, and he couldn't see the trajectory between the fists, and he could only see the afterimages one by one.

Xuan Ming waved his arm, blocking left and right, and every punch hit his body, not only painful, but also from the other party's weird spiral-shaped true element, there was a radioactive power and burning sensation like a geocentric uranium nucleus, which consumed his true element little by little.

To tell the truth, Xuan Ming's heart regretted it, if he had known that this kid was so powerful, he should have used magic to fight him, not brute force, but Qin Ling's fist was to the flesh, and he didn't give him a chance to use a magic weapon at all.

In the spaceship, the Seventh Princess's pretty face was slightly red, and she muttered, "This guy is quite powerful, I underestimate him." ”

Guo Yunyi couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior Brother Qin was able to almost kill the merge with a pure sword technique when he was a half-step Yang God, and this old man is nothing under his hands. “

Ming Qiuyue also said: "Senior Brother Qin's chaotic fist is quite a bit of the flavor of the Pegasus Meteor Fist. “

"What is the Pegasus Meteor Fist?" the Seventh Princess asked curiously.

Ming Qiuyue said with a smile: "You can search for Saint Seiya on the Internet, this cartoon is very famous."

"Oh!" The seventh princess took out her mobile phone, lowered her head and searched, Xuan Ming also received dozens of punches one after another, she couldn't bear it, she sprayed blood in one mouth, her snow-white beard was dyed red, and her face was gradually pale.

However, whenever the scale of Qinling's movement is too large, the goddess of life will also move, wearing a white dress fluttering like a fairy, as if a fairy is dancing behind him, always maintaining a distance of three feet.

Ming Qiuyue said helplessly: "This is also a trouble!"

As he was talking, the measuring brain sounded another alarm: "Alarm, alarm, there are 4 combat spaceships approaching, do you want to turn on the automatic attack mode?"

Hong Xuanjiao said: "Open!"

The measuring brain made a ripple, and then said: "The captain leaves the ship, and the first deputy captain will give the order......"

"Command replacement successful!"

"Turn on!"

"Hum!" and the ship sped off to the other side of the surface.

Although the spaceship flew away, Xuan Ming did not have any joy, he only felt that his physical strength and true yuan were showing signs of exhaustion under the continuous blows, and he immediately shouted, and was about to escape from his soul and give up his physical body.

"If you want to escape, there is no way!"

Qin Ling's body soared violently, and he grabbed Xuan Ming's throat!

This is not a casual buckle, but Xuanming's Yuan Shen was released from the state of union with the body, and the moment it rose from the top of the head through the throat, it was like hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, pinching the key.

In other words, Qin Ling pinched not his throat, but his soul.

Xuan Ming suddenly showed a look of horror, the soul was detained, but the soul was in a state of separation from the body for the most part, and he lost consciousness from the neck down, which made him unable to even struggle, and the soul had not completely escaped from the body, and many spells related to the soul could not be used.

It can be said that Xuan Ming has never experienced such an embarrassing situation in his life, as long as his neck is buckled a little forward or a little later, he has the ability to struggle, which also shows that Qin Ling's grasp of the timing is very good.

Qin Ling was also very satisfied with this move, and sneered: "I gave you a chance, you don't cherish it, I said that I want to drain your soul and refine your soul, so please taste it now." ”

"Hmm~~"

Xuan Ming's eyes showed a pleading color.

However, Qin Ling would not be soft, and the surging spiritual power surged towards Xuan Ming's divine soul.

It's not so simple to draw the soul and refine the soul of the combined old monster, the combined soul is a pure yang god, the yin is gone, and it is extremely condensed, and it is thanks to Qin Ling who took advantage of Xuan Ming's soul and body to be indistinguishable, and it was the weakest time to choke Xuan Ming's throat in time, otherwise it would be difficult to start.

Qin Ling divided and stirred Xuan Ming's soul with the secret technique of soul extraction and soul refining, and every time he cut a point, he read this part of the memory, Xuan Ming felt that the soul seemed to be sawed back and forth by a blunt saw, and there were no words to describe the pain.

With the terrible screams of the divine soul one after another, Qin Ling's divine soul was also impacted, like a scream in his mind, but he was not affected, and I don't know how long it took, the screams finally stopped, Xuan Ming's eyes lost their brilliance, his head hung softly, and his soul was completely destroyed.

Qin Ling let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead, all the life experiences of the combined old monster for thousands of years were read by him, such a large amount of information, even if it was the same combination, there was a feeling of explosion, but he thought it was worth it.

The status of the merger in the sect is second only to Mahayana, and the secrets he has mastered are far more than those of Heng Xuan, which first gave Qin Ling a further understanding of the structure and strength of the Hades God Sect.

The entire Hades God Sect has 18 Mahayana Ancestors, 59 Combined Bosses, more than 300 Yang Gods, more than 1,000 Space Battleships, more than 3,000 Transport Ships, and subordinate sects at all levels, with a total of 6 Mahayana Ancestors, 32 Combined Bosses, more than 500 Yang Gods, more than 2,000 Space Battleships, and more than 5,000 Transport Ships.

This made Qin Ling gasp, but like Heng Xuan, Xuan Ming knew very little about the Hades God and the Black Wing Qingqing.

Secondly, Qin Ling figured out that Heng'e's place of imprisonment was actually in a dimensional space in the geocentric uranium nucleus, which made him frown, no wonder the big rabbit couldn't sense it, and the strong nuclear radiation blocked telepathy.

It's just that how Heng'e conveyed the message to the big rabbit, Qin Ling couldn't figure it out.

After shaking his head, Qin Ling took off the jade plate and ring.

It is worthy of being a combined old monster, there are about 100 cubic meters of space in the ring, containing more than 50,000 top-grade spirit stones, more than 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, and some top-grade elixirs and magic weapons.

If it had been placed in the past, Qin Ling would have been excited, but now this bit of wealth can no longer disturb his state of mind, but something is better than nothing, Qin Ling sent the ring and corpse into the kingdom of God, and took out the soul bell to ingest the remnant soul, before sitting cross-legged and patiently waiting for the Huazhen to fly back.