Qin Ping succeeded.

As he had expected, the sound of the trumpet blinded the golem's senses, and he obtained the coveted Blood Wolf Heroic Spirit. The Forges of Ambition smelted it to refine the most primitive and pure wild breath, and then together with the pale ancient rhyme, it was fused into Qin Ping's wild breath.

It's just that limited by his own life origin, his realm can't be improved.

"It's a good feeling!"

Feeling his own wildness, Qin Ping nodded with satisfaction. As long as he is given enough life essence, his strength will skyrocket, and it will be no problem to rush to the fifth grade in one go.

The evil god never dreamed that this chess piece was not an anomaly, but an outlier that could not be controlled.

After being excited, Qin Ping quickly calmed down.

He knew that this was the home of the evil gods, and he couldn't afford to make too much of it.

At the moment, he is too weak, and he still has to focus on Taoguang and obscurity.

Soon, Qin Ping had a general idea in his heart. It's about doing everything possible to get the legacy. Beings who claim to be gods have countless means. Qin Ping believed that there must be still many beast tricks to learn.

"It's a pity that the Blood Wolf Hand can't cultivate by killing the Blood Wolf Heroic Spirit, I don't know why?"

Qin Ping frowned slightly, doubts flashed in his heart, he slowly stood up, identified the direction that Chen Ting had left before, and began his hunting journey.

Time flies, and the battle is endless.

Qin Ping felt that his fighting skills were becoming more and more proficient and spicy.

In order to reduce the depletion of the source of life as much as possible, Qin Ping was extremely demanding on himself.

First, never take risks, and ensure that you are not injured to the greatest extent.

Second, we will never drag our feet and insist on ending the battle in the most effective way.

The third is never picky eaters, and wherever you go, you will not let go of all the blood wolves that can be killed.

It can be said that he has carried out the strategy of "obscene development" to the extreme.

"All of them were killed, and not even a single blood wolf could be seen everywhere...... It seems that Ting Er has not forgotten what I said, but has always carried it out silently!"

Looking at the empty wolf's den in front of him, Qin Ping was quite satisfied in his heart.

Not long ago, Chen Ting appeared in this area, and Qin Ping witnessed her from afar. At this time, looking at the empty wolf's den in front of him, Qin Ping was relieved to find that his efforts had not been in vain.

Now, Qin Ping's crystal armor has been refined into three layers. In the process, although he sacrificed a lot of blood wolf spirits, he also devoured many of them. He had a wild aura, and it was already terrifyingly intense.

The whole person already has a taste of wild incarnation.

Tightening the butterfly in his hand, Qin Ping glanced at the absolutely untappable place in the southeast, and decided to go to the next hunting area.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he witnessed an incredible scene.

- At the end of the line of sight, to the southeast, a blood-colored wave was surging, spreading to his side at a terrifying speed.

"That's ...... Blood Wolf Tide?"

Qin Ping's heart was shocked, and he felt a tingling in his scalp.

Blood wolf tide, this is the blood wolf's counterattack. Naturally, they can't be slaughtered blindly by the wolf warriors, and every once in a while, they will launch a crazy offensive.

Whenever the blood wolf tide hits, there are bound to be many wolf warriors who will be damaged.

Qin Ping had already realized that destroying the Wolf Warrior was a kind of consumption of the evil god. Because the supply of the Wolf Warrior is very difficult, it will take more than ten years or even hundreds of years to lure a batch from the outside world. But the blood wolf tide is frequent. As a result, the speed of replenishment and attrition is extremely asymmetrical, and resupply is far from keeping up with attrition.

However, the Evil God can use the Evil Flame to sweep away the wreckage of the fallen Wolf Warrior Envoy, collect their souls, and then reforge them. For example, the black python before was killed by Qin Ping's head, and it was swept away by the evil flame and went back to be reforged.

Although this can effectively make up for the loss of the wolf warrior, it is undoubtedly a burden for the evil god. Resurrecting and reshaping life is no easy task.

After surviving here for a long time, Qin Ping gradually discovered many clues.

"I don't want to be recreated by the evil gods!"

Qin Ping shrunk his neck, secretly worried about Chen Ting in his heart, avoided the main force of the blood wolf tide, and quickly approached the direction where Chen Ting was.

Whoosh!

The butterfly flies in the hand, the shoulder bump on the side, the flying body kicks, and the back fin strikes...... Every part of Qin Ping's body turned into lethal weapons, and the whole person was like a fighting machine wearing bloody battle armor, and everywhere he passed, the blood wolves fell one after another, and the blood wolf heroic spirits were devoured and sacrificed.

The blood wolf tide broke out, all the blood wolves went crazy for it, and the wild will of the whole world was raging and restless.

In the wolf's den everywhere, the blood wolf is being bred at super speed, and the newborn blood wolf is frantically gathering wild will and heaven and earth energy, showing explosive growth.

"The real nightmare has arrived!"

Qin Ping felt that as time passed, the pressure of survival was multiplying. Fighting and fleeing along the way, he witnessed too many wolf warriors drowning under the tide of blood wolves.

For those "warriors" who were so fanatical that they dared to block the car with their mantis arms and resist the blood wolf frenzy desperately, the only thing Qin Ping could do was to say: "Dead Dao friends, don't die poor!" and then speed up and flee quickly.

The fanaticism of those victims made Qin Ping feel unspeakably terrifying.

Qin Ping, who maintained his independence and calmness, couldn't remember how many times he was surrounded by wolves and how many times he cursed the evil god in his heart. Such endless battles made him feel a burst of despair.

Fight until the sky is dark, fight until the blood burns, and even the concept of time collapses. In a trance, Qin Ping felt that he had really become a fighting machine.

If it weren't for the fact that he always tried his best to avoid the strongest main force of the blood wolf tide, and cleverly avoided those terrifying existences in the wolf pack, he was afraid that he would have been swept back to the furnace by the evil flame.

On several occasions, he met a few acquaintances unexpectedly, but unfortunately he could not convince them to go with him, despite his bitter words.

On two occasions, he even had to watch as his two companions who had stepped into the room together were overwhelmed by the blood wolves.

I don't know how long the blood wolf tide lasted, and suddenly at a certain moment, the wildness of the whole world gradually calmed down, and the crazy wolf tide quickly receded.

Qin Ping actually managed to survive to the end.

After the big waves washed the sand, the wolf warriors who were still standing were all scarred, their battle armor was broken, Qin Ping even witnessed several ancient existences like demon gods, with as many as sixty or seventy layers of battle armor, and still did not survive the cruel baptism of the blood wolf tide, his body was dilapidated, lying on the ground miserably, and he let out a fierce roar.

I'm afraid that only a "shameless person" like Qin Ping, who puts escape in the first place, will have the opportunity to have the last laugh and be safe and sound.

"Spring has arrived, how wonderful!"

Standing on top of a towering stone mountain, Qin Ping was weak and sat down on the ground. However, he was laughing. As far as the eye could see, countless blood wolves that had died in battle had turned into a majestic surge of energy, and they were roaring and escaping. Bright clusters of light could be seen everywhere, and they were all blood wolf heroic spirits that no one had picked up.

Qin Ping knew that their battle was over. And his battle has only just begun.

Struggling to turn over and sit up, he luxuriously swallowed three Nine Rank Beast Essence Stones in a row, Qin Pingzhi was intoxicated like drinking a pot of immortal wine, and couldn't help but let out a moan.

Without waiting too long, he jumped off this dangerous stone mountain that had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, and frantically walked towards the road to a good harvest.

- Obscenity has been developed for so long, it's time to harvest a wave of crazy harvest.

On the ground in front of him, countless glittering blood wolf spirits are calling out to him and beckoning to him!

"I came, I saw, I conquered!"

The rest is king, Qin Ping's heart is roaring.

It was a feast.

Qin Ping no longer knew how many Blood Wolf Heroic Spirits he had obtained, on the one hand, he was frantically sacrificing, and on the other hand, he was also devouring wildly.

Not only him, but the butterfly in his hand turned into the main body, soaring and flying, devouring the blood wolf spirit here like a whirlwind and clouds.

Its speed is even much faster than Qin Ping's.

One person and one butterfly, quickly swept one battlefield after another.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floor......

The crazy sacrifice allowed him to obtain more and more inheritances, and the inheritance of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor continued to be unlocked, and it was a full eighty-one layer, and he obtained all of them in one go.

Relying on the mysterious horn and the blood wolf heroic spirits that can be seen everywhere, they were cultivated by him one by one.

In addition, his own wild aura has changed drastically. Because he had devoured too many blood wolf heroic spirits, a large amount of primordial wildness was refined by him.

"It's too strong, it's already a flame-like existence!"

Qin Ping couldn't care about it at all, thinking about whether such a crazy refining of primordial wildness would bring any evil results.

He was sure of only one thing: this was an opportunity, a brilliant opportunity to rise.

Because its wild aura is too strong, it has surpassed the realm of crystallization, and a certain qualitative change has been caused by quantitative changes.

Qin Ping felt that his wild aura was burning, turning into some kind of flame-like existence.

The strange wild fire envelops the whole body, refining the spirit all the time. He felt that his own rationality was constantly being forged and nurtured, as if refining the physical body, and all kinds of potentials were stimulated.

"Could it be that the fire of the wild can develop the potential of the soul?"

Feeling the wonderful changes in himself, Qin Ping had a certain realization in his heart.

The power of the wild is to the body, the fire of the wild is to the soul, the spirit and the flesh, the fire and the power, faintly showing a certain subtlety of both internal and external cultivation.

Qin Ping felt that between the tempering and cultivation of the wild fire, his thinking was becoming more and more acute, and his control and perception were all slowly improving.

In this fire, his reason was not blinded, so he became chaotic and wild, but became more "intelligent" and "wise" like a clear water out of a hibiscus.

Suddenly skimming over a towering mountain ridge, the vision ahead suddenly opened up. Beneath the ridge, a deep, wide canyon lies silently.

Looking down, it is like a brilliant galaxy below, the light is intertwined, and the brilliance is like a dream.

"That's ......"

Qin Ping gasped and found that there was suddenly a giant wolf in the middle of the canyon that was more than three zhang long, his whole body was bright and transparent, the silver hao was circulating, and the divine horse was incomparable, like a fairy spirit beast from the nine heavens.

It was actually a blood wolf heroic spirit, from a terrifying blood wolf that had survived for an unknown number of years.

Looking at the splendid scene in the canyon like the Milky Way, it is conceivable that there must have been a terrifying war here before, and the top wolf warrior envoy and the top blood wolf had a life-and-death confrontation.

Judging from the results, it seems that they are all doomed?!

Qin Ping knew that if that terrifying wolf warrior envoy won, he would definitely sacrifice that huge blood wolf spirit as soon as possible.

With such a huge spoil, even if the other party only has one breath left, he will firmly earn it in his hands.

On the contrary, if the blood wolf wins, as long as there is still a breath, it will definitely have recovered a lot by now, and it will never be like this.

Only one explanation of the end of the same fate can make sense.

Looking at the huge blood wolf heroic spirit, Qin Ping's heart became hot, and he clearly heard the wild beating in his heart.

Gazing closely, he found that the wolf spirit was very different, more than huge. If the countless Heroic Spirits in the canyon are compared to the stars in the Milky Way, then it is undoubtedly the king of the stars. Although its energy body collapsed, the Heroic Spirit did not fall into a state of confusion, but continued to breathe, still like a living thing, setting off an undercurrent of energy in the canyon, and actually recovering on its own.

"This can't bring it back!"

Qin Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, the heat in his heart was uncontrollable, and he dodged and rushed down the ridge, sweeping straight towards the three-zhang huge heroic spirit.

The appearance of that heroic spirit was definitely not a blood wolf, this point, Qin Ping had already determined.

He even suspected that these heroic spirits came from this beast tomb and were the main family in the beast tomb.

It's just that he can't judge what kind of breed such a strange wolf clan is, so noble and mysterious, the divine horse is like a beast in the sky, and it is definitely not comparable to a blood wolf.

"Give it to me!"

Qin Ping's speed was extremely fast, and between his actions, the sound of a horn was already loud in his mind.

- He did not intend to sacrifice this thing to the evil gods, but to swallow it privately.

Sou!

Like a wild wind, Qin Ping suddenly collided and rushed straight into the huge wolf clan heroic spirit.

The Wild Furnace is roaring, and the Wild Fire is burning.

Qin Ping instantly entered a certain state of sluggishness, feeling a terrifying and ancient will, like a hundred thousand mountains, it fell down like a hundred thousand mountains.

The horror of this heroic spirit is beyond imagination.

In an instant, Qin Ping's mind and soul were sucked into an illusion.

It was an ancient world, the earth was silent, everything was reckless, the sky was hanging down at night, and thousands of stars were shining with various colors, intertwined into a dreamlike space.

Directly in the east, an incomparably huge full moon is bright and bright, flowing with a quiet and beautiful cold and glamorous brilliance, overflowing the universe.

Within that huge moon, there was suddenly a silver wolf, it was beautiful and mysterious, like walking in the void, taking a calm and steady step like a king, as if walking slowly from the depths of ancient years.

With each step, the moon became even larger, and the tranquil splendor became more mysterious and cold.

Qin Pingzhi felt that his mind was stiff, and his soul and will were eroded by a strange coldness, and he was actinized from the outside to the inside, as if his mind and soul were about to turn into moonlight and fly towards the mysterious giant moon.

“...... That's really the Celestial Wolf Clan, the legendary and mysterious Baoyue Celestial Wolf!"

Qin Ping's heart was chilling, feeling the sacred and cold will of the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf, as if it was wrapped in the majesty of heaven and earth, and the eternal years, it was majestic and mighty, and it was impossible to resist at all.

In the face of such legendary species, I am afraid that all he can do is to be cast into a bright moonlight by his will in the trembling of his soul, and turn into a ray of light above the giant moon.

Qin Ping never expected that death would come like this.

The giant moon was becoming, getting bigger and bigger, and soon it had completely occupied Qin Ping's sight. At this time, he saw the deep anger in the eyes of the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf, cold and quiet, like the cold moonlight sprinkled all over the world thousands of years ago.

Click!

Just as his soul was about to be completely transformed into a ray of moonlight and fly into the giant moon, the Treasure Moon Celestial Wolf collapsed, and a terrifying black crack appeared on the bright and bright giant moon.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were shattered, the miracles collapsed, and the illusion was suddenly shattered.

Qin Ping let out a low roar and found that the huge Heavenly Wolf Heroic Spirit had already been absorbed by him.

Between the roar of his heart, the wild fire in his body was frantic, frantically spitting, brewing, smelting, and then slowly spitting out in the wild furnace.

It's like washing away the lead and returning to the original.

A wisp of fire slowly spit out is like the purest firelight, like a moonlight ingested from the depths of ancient times.

Wild is divided into nine colors, white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and hey.

Qin Ping's wild breath turned into wild fire, and returned to the original pure white color again.

The ancestors of the ancient human race, they also learned to use fire before the ancient years, but the one they lit was not a natural fire, but a wild fire.

This flame will never be extinguished, laying all the hopes for the human race to survive in the world for thousands of years.

Igniting the fire of wildness, even Qin Ping himself didn't know that he had regained the lost ancient glory of the Savage Beast Master!