"What a heavy smell of blood!"

In the night, Qu Mufeng quietly paused, and when he was downwind, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

As a three-rank beast master, his six senses are very keen.

Taking a deep sniff of the bloody smell of the flowing wind, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes. The smell was fresh, indicating that not long ago, not far ahead, there had been a bloody battle.

"This area looks good, is it being preempted again?"

His heart sank slightly, and he felt a little unlucky. It had been two days and one night since he was separated from Hai Ling'er and them, and he still hadn't been able to find Qin Ping's trace. The tracking mark he secretly left on Qin Ping's body had actually been washed away. In addition, few prey were not found. Especially in this area, it looks very good, but I haven't even seen the shadow of an orc.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled blood, and naturally suspected that other bounty hunters had swept this place not long ago.

The orc smelled of rough and animalistic blood, and he could still distinguish it.

With a slight frown, he cautiously climbed the hillside to the top of the hill.

The wind of the prairie in the dark night brought the sound of rushing water, and the vision in front suddenly opened up. Although the night was very dark, Qu Mufeng's eyes still couldn't help but stare at it, just because the scene ahead was too terrifying.

He saw a hill, a terrifying hill full of sharp stakes, like a buried bone.

On the top of that hill, the corpses of orcs were stacked on top of each other, and dozens of barbarian corpses even hung on sharp wooden stakes.

The source of the smell of blood suddenly came from that hill.

"What the hell is going on?"

Qu Mufeng's scalp was numb for a while, and a faint cold breath appeared in his heart: "Who is so crazy?"

Even as a third-rank beast master, he still felt a wave of horror when he saw that hill.

It's a pity that he never returned to the stronghold, and he didn't know the terrifying rumors about this place at all, let alone that Qin Ping, who he was looking for, was entrenched in the dense forest on the bank of the river at this moment.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his eyes changed, and his gaze suddenly turned to a dark dense forest on the bank of the river, and he actually felt a burst of obscure wild fluctuations.

"Who's hiding inside?"

The wild fluctuations in the dense forest aroused the curiosity in his heart, Qu Mufeng secretly observed for a while, constricted the qi of his whole body, his body swayed, light and swift like a ghost, and quietly approached the dense forest.

"This vague aura seems a little familiar!"

Qu Mufeng's heartstrings trembled slightly, and as he got closer, he felt some clues.

This vague and deep wild fluctuation made him think of a teenager, a teenager named Qin Fan.

At this moment, in the dense forest of the white bone fortress, Qin Ping was sitting quietly, constantly absorbing the heaven and earth energy and life essence in the beast essence stone, and while recovering the physical wear and tear caused by overload, he had fallen into a mysterious state.

On his body, the boiling Ten Thousand Soul bloodlines that seemed to be burning did not cool and subside, but were unusually violent, white, red, orange, yellow, green, and the five-colored wild aura changed alternately, spreading a blurry light in Qin's body.

In my head, the sound of the horn rang out.

The wild power in his body was operating in a mysterious way, evolving the mysteries of the Bloody Horn Divine Armor.

After days of fighting and hunting, with the killing of seven barbarians just now, including a third-grade barbarian, he finally pried open the door to the mystery of the Blood Source Horn Divine Armor.

The mysterious horn can assist in cultivating the beast technique, and Qin Ping has long been no stranger to it.

When he was still in the Realm Treasure Possession, he relied on the horn to cultivate the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor to ninety-nine eighty-one levels, reaching the highest realm.

But the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor is just the comprehension of the Blood Wolf God, and it does not match his bloodline and wildness.

That cultivation experience, when he left the realm and no longer had the blessing of the blood wolf god's will, he could no longer match him, and it could only be regarded as a reference.

During this period of time, he had been insisting on recultivating this beast technique, in a vain attempt to cultivate the Horn God Armor that matched his origin.

However, the cultivation conditions given by the horn were too appalling, and it was actually possible to kill 10,000 ninth-grade barbarians before they could be accomplished.

The term barbarian is very peculiar, including both brute beasts and barbarians, and even barbarian-level ancient beast masters.

In the face of such high conditions, Qin Ping was not hopeful, and planned to step into the threshold little by little through his own comprehension and penance.

However, what he didn't expect was that after this period of fighting and killing, he actually succeeded in getting started with the help of the horn.

It wasn't until now that he understood that the Blood Source Horn Divine Armor, from entry to completion, contained ninety-nine eighty-one changes. Although he couldn't kill the 10,000 ninth-grade barbarians and directly push them to Dacheng, he could slowly improve and gradually cultivate the eighty-one level changes one by one.

Reduced to zero, the kill tasks that need to be completed to complete each layer of change are naturally much easier.

"Bloodsource Horn Divine Armor, it's really terrifying!"

Between cultivation, Qin Ping's heart gave birth to emotion. Cultivating other beast techniques, with the assistance of the horn, he only needs to tame the beast, but he does not need to kill. And the Blood-Source Horn Divine Armor is actually abnormal, and it needs to rely on pure killing to cultivate.

"What kind of ferocious monster is this beast recipe created by observing the method?"

Feeling his own bloodline and wild evil power together, constantly reshaping the original Blood Wolf Horn God Armor Crystal Armor, Qin Ping couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

Click, click

The Wild Furnace roared and spewed, and a new crystal armor emerged, showing a mysterious black, replacing the original blood-colored crystal armor and slowly covering Qin Ping's entire body.

Although it was only one layer, it gave Qin Ping a completely different feeling.

This armor is one with his bloodline, the same origin as his life, as if it is a part of his body, and the defense power generated is not weakened, but stronger than the previous eighty-one layer crystal armor.

Between a little feelings, the new armor is retracted freely, perfectly covering the skin, the brilliance is restrained, the breath is constant, with the wild breath cast in it, the deep ancient meaning is precipitating and brewing in it, making this armor appear ancient breath, like an ancient artifact.

"This is the Horn God Armor that belongs to me, the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn God Armor!"

With this armor, Qin Ping's mind was settled, and he felt that it had a huge room for improvement, and with the terrifying potential of the Ten Thousand Soul Blood, it could simply create infinite possibilities.

Even though the overload of his body had not yet recovered, Qin Ping's tense heartstrings couldn't help but relax a little.

With this Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor protection, he believed that even if he encountered the seven elite barbarian warriors like the one just now, he would still be fearless of a battle and had the confidence to harvest them.

Fingers caressed the extremely textured Xuanxi crystal armor on his chest, Qin Ping exhaled lightly, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and he had to sigh that fighting was indeed a shortcut to cultivation.

At this moment, a terrifying killing machine suddenly emerged.

In the oblique stab, in the dark and blurred shadows, a figure suddenly attacked, as fast as wind, thunder and lightning, wrapped in incomparably terrifying killing intent and momentum, urging an extremely cold beast technique that was sharp and sharp, aimed at Qin Ping's back heart, and instantly bombarded up.

Everything happened too fast, the opponent was like a peerless assassin, silently approaching, and suddenly burst out with a lore blow, between the lightning and flint, Qin Ping had no time to guard at all.

At that moment, he only heard a cold deep shout in his ears: "Death!"

The voice seemed to penetrate his eardrums, penetrating the terrifying killing intent into his heart.

At the moment of attack, Qu Mufeng's heart was so happy.

All the depression in my heart turned into the idea of killing at that moment, and it came out of my heart like a volcano.

It's a no-brainer!

In the short time he had been lurking before, he had already seen that Qin Ping was a formidable opponent. The deep and terrifying antiquity of that young man really made him quite jealous. If it was a head-to-head battle, he had no doubt that it would definitely be a bitter battle.

And that hill, the pile of orc corpses all over the hill, are they all from the young man in front of him?

Thinking of this, he felt a little creepy.

He couldn't imagine how crazy his heart must have to be to do such a horrific thing. What a domineering will it take to make the murderous orcs pay such a heavy price.

For a moment, deep in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little awe of Qin Ping. It was from the standpoint of the Terrans, and he knew that the boy deserved this respect. Because the orcs have too much trauma to the human race, they plunder and devour the human race, and there are countless of them.

The blood feud between the human race and the orcs has long been irresolvable, and it goes deep into the bloodline.

It's just that now, apart from the cold killing intent in his heart, there is no longer the slightest distraction.

Qin Fan must die!

He has never been such an indecisive person, and once he has made up his mind, he will not waver.

Ice Sea Dragon!

It was a great killing technique, a terrifying and cold barbaric-level ancient beast technique, and the power of ice and cold exploded instantly, like a dragon crossing the sea of ice, cooperating with the assassination, complementing each other.

When the ice blue force spit out from his palm struck, the cold light forced back the night, and the terrifying power bit the back of the opponent's heart like a dragon, he could already clearly imagine the scene of Qin Ping's body being pierced.

Boom!

The piercing sound of the shock resounded, the air torn by the force of the riot twisted, and the glittering vision was blurred.

The aftermath rippled away in an instant, and the trees in Qinwei shattered silently, swept away by the violent air current.

The figure of the young man flew forward like a cannonball, smashing through patches of trees, and finally smashed to the ground, plowing a ravine dozens of feet long.

The effect of this blow can be called perfect, full of brutal beauty.

Qu Mufeng gasped slightly, but his brows furrowed slightly.

The other party's body has not been torn apart?

His eyes flickered with excitement, and he swept forward through the forest with a whoosh.

A messy ravine spread out from his feet, and at the end of the ravine, a figure staggered to its feet, its back slightly bent, and let out a cough, and it was slowly turning around, looking at him coldly.

Qu Mufeng saw the blood gushing out of the other party's mouth at a glance, but ......

His gaze wandered over the other's back, especially in the back of his heart. The terrible injuries didn't appear, he just saw that it was full of cracks, and the aura of evil and wildness was slowly recovering.

"How is this possible?"

He was shocked to find that the strongest blow that had been brewing for a long time had failed to break through the opponent's defenses. How terrifying is that seemingly thin body armor defense?

Qu Mufeng's heart was sinking, and the terrifying scene of buried bones on the hill resurfaced in his heart again.

How did he know that before he cultivated the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor, Qin Ping's crystal armor defense could defend against the terrifying attacks of the three-rank barbarians. The power of the three-rank barbarian, the elite warrior, and the green fire sword light is even comparable to the full force of the fourth-grade beast master.

What's more, Qin Ping had already cultivated the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor just now, although it was only a thin layer, but its defensive power was much better than the previous eighty-one layer crystal armor.

Although the Ice Sea Dragon Trick was terrifying, Qu Mufeng was only a third-grade beast master after all. If you want to use this blow to kill Qin Ping, you really underestimate Qin Ping's defensive power.

However, Qin Ping was not comfortable at this moment, although the defense was not broken, the terrifying power contained in Qu Mufeng's blow still shocked him.

"Qu Mufeng!"

Qin Ping's tone was cold, he slowly wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, stared angrily at the figure at the edge of the dense forest, and forced himself to hold back the anger in his heart and asked, "Why did you kill me?"

"How do you recognize me, who the hell are you?"

Qu Mufeng's reaction was very fast, instantly calming the shock in his heart, and pretending not to recognize Qin Ping.

After all, Qin Ping was covered in dark crystal armor, and he looked like a demon god, and he really didn't show his true face.

Pretending to be stupid?

Qin Ping sneered in his heart, secretly adjusted his disordered internal breath, looked directly at Qu Mufeng and said, "Did Hai Ling'er send you?"

The enmity between him and Hai Ling'er and a few people is nothing more than a fierce wolf. Qu Mufeng's motive for making a move is not difficult to guess at all.

It's just that Qin Ping really didn't expect that Hai Ling'er was such a vicious person, with an upright appearance on the surface, but secretly he was unscrupulous.

To say that Qu Mufeng didn't recognize him?

That's an insult to the Beast Master's IQ.

He was cultivating before, and his aura had never been restrained and hidden at all, Qu Mufeng had witnessed the battle between him and Hai Ling'er throughout the whole process, how could he not recognize it.

If time is too long, it may be forgotten. However, it hasn't been many days since the last beast taming battle.

Hearing Qin Ping's questioning, Qu Mufeng was shocked and angry in his heart, and his killing intent towards Qin Ping was a little stronger and firmer.

He knew that a misunderstanding had arisen, and if Qin Ping was let go today, then they would inevitably suffer Qin Ping's revenge. Hai Ling'er, who has no idea, is not in danger of her life?!

He would never allow such a thing to happen.

Things have developed to this point, and Qu Mufeng knows that he has reached an irreparable situation. Of the two of them, only one is destined to survive.

"Who the hell are you?"

Qu Mufeng was secretly accumulating strength, still making a hypocritical voice.

"Who am I?"

The other party's hypocrisy made Qin Ping laugh angrily, and Sen Sen snorted coldly: "Since you don't know, then I'll tell you! My name is Qin Ping, and you can also call me Qin Fan." Qu Mufeng, in the past, you tried in vain to take away the beasts under my seat, this has violated the morality of the beast masters. I didn't intend to deal with you, but I didn't expect that you would be such a vicious person who would go even further and try to kill me? I'm sorry, no matter what your identity is, you have to pay the price. Here and today, I, Qin Ping, will take your life!"

When Qu Mufeng heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

Only then did he realize that he really didn't know the person in front of him.

The young man named Qin Fan, who suddenly appeared in the Qinghu Department, was actually the legendary Qin Ping who had been buried in Tianmu Mountain?

The other party actually came out of the evil god's lair alive?

Doesn't it mean that the masters of the advance army who are in charge of supervising Tianmu Mountain have all been killed by him?

Qu Mufeng's scalp tingled for a while, and he knew what kind of terrifying demon he had provoked.

Regret?

Not only did he regret it in his heart, but his bowels were full of regret.

Obviously out of good intentions, he wanted to help his young lady subdue a few ownerless beasts, but in the end, he actually did bad things with good intentions and pushed Hai Linger into a state of no return?

"Qin Ping, all this is not instructed by my young lady. She didn't know anything about the operation from start to finish. ”

Qu Mufeng forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and Sen Sen looked at Qin Ping and said, "I didn't expect you to be so fateful, and you actually came back alive in a grand manner! However, it is not easy for you to kill me." Guess what the advance party will do to you if I reveal who you really are?"

Of course Qin Ping knew the consequences, otherwise he would not have carefully disguised it. The advance army will definitely dispatch a master to launch a big pursuit of him!

Just talking about the death of He Feiying and others, he can't get out of it!

"Do you think you'll survive tonight?"

Qin Ping didn't accept any threats, and forcefully wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his body slowly straightened, and the terrifying killing machine was already permeating.

Qu Mufeng's pupils were constantly contracting, and his face couldn't help but twitch.

Suddenly, he smiled, strangely and distortedly.

"Qin Ping, you better take care of yourself first!"

He saw that behind Qin Ping, nine terrifying figures had appeared silently. The nine beings were dressed in blood-stained iron armor and looked like barbarians, but their bodies were filled with the smell of iron and blood, and the aura of death was lingering.

He knew what it was, it was a nightmare, it was the devil, it was the embodiment of death.

- It is an orc that has been transformed by the beast soul master, and a killing machine forged by refining the beast soldier.

Any one of them would be enough to kill him.

It's just that now, their eyes radiating blood-red light did not lock on him, but all fell on Qin Ping's body.

He knew that these nightmarish iron-blooded monsters were coming for Qin Ping.

Such a change made him feel a surprise in his heart, and he secretly thanked God for helping him resolve the catastrophe. Deep down in his heart, he was completely unsure of defeating Qin Ping!

Escape!

Qu Mufeng had a thought in his heart, and he turned around to escape from this nightmare place.

However, Qin Ping just looked at him with pity in his eyes, and a narrow sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Just because behind Qu Mufeng, in the shadows of the dense forest, there is also a terrifying existence.

It was a strange being wrapped in black robes, like the ghost of death.

"Stay and fight with me!"

Qin Ping couldn't help but sigh as he acted.

"Fight? Do you think I'm stupid? They're aiming at you!"

Qu Mufeng fled in a flash, not forgetting to laugh and say, "Qin Ping, you just wait here to die!"

Qin Ping's pupils shrank, and the moment he saw Qu Mufeng turn around, the strange black-robed man quietly floated out of the shadows of the dense forest, his robe suddenly opened, and slender blood-red claws poked out of the wide cuffs, poofing, and pierced straight into Qu Mufeng's chest.

“？？？”

Qu Mufeng's voice stopped abruptly, and his figure froze instantly.

There was no time to struggle at all, and with the sudden split of those terrifying claws, Qu Mufeng had already been torn in half.

Qin Ping's pupils contracted, and a chill appeared in his heart. Qu Mufeng's death made him feel infinitely terrifying.