"I wonder if this can resolve this catastrophe?"

Feeling that the darkness was about to completely submerge his mind, Qin Ping knew that he had to do something, otherwise, the chasing skull crusher swung down with a knife, and he would have to be chopped into pieces.

A thought flashed through his heart, and from his heart, a burning phoenix flame rose up. In his mind, the illusion also appeared, and the storm and flames swept through, tearing through the endless darkness, forming a maelstrom of wind and fire at the highest point of the darkness.

From the whirlpool, the wild will of the phoenix was circling, constantly raining down fireballs, dragging out slender tail flames, and between the towns, it turned into a series of sharp swords, cutting the darkness into pieces.

“...... It works?!"

Qin Ping was overjoyed, only to know that his wild illusion built on reality was similar to the other party's strange beast trick.

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him was restored, the wind was heard, and the pain in his body became clear again.

Boom!

With seven swords, he slashed at Qin Ping violently, and the terrifying power superimposed, flying him hundreds of zhang away, and crashing into a hill before stopping.

The wild shaman in the black robe snorted, blood gushed out from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and suddenly let out a terrible howl of pain, his eyes were confused, and he raised his hand and slapped his head twice.

He gasped violently, soaked in cold sweat, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked at the crumbling hill in embarrassment.

He never dreamed that the other party actually had a terrifying soul beast technique, even more terrifying than his curse dark demon snake technique.

Between the collision of the soul beasts of the two sides, it was actually a terrifying backlash against his mind.

He really didn't dare to think that if the battlefield was not in Qin Ping's heart, but in his heart, what kind of miserable fate would he have ended? He had no doubt that he would be disillusioned and die by the soul slashed by the endless flaming sword!

When he thinks of this series of horrific facts, how can he not feel fear.

"This son probably doesn't know how to use the soul beast technique, otherwise, I'm afraid that I will have been killed by it long ago! What a grassland butcher, such a terrifying talent, such a terrifying potential...... Otherwise, he will be a nightmare for us and other wild shamans!"

The wild shaman under the black robe turned his head in his heart for thousands of years, forcibly suppressed the shock, endured a strong sense of exhaustion, and roared desperately: "Kill him, chop him up, kill him for me!"

Under the influence of his will, the iron-blooded skull crusher let out a chaotic howl one by one, wildly dancing the black iron long knife in his hand, and heading straight towards Qin Ping like thunder and lightning.

At this moment, Qin Ping really reached the edge of life and death, and the situation was so tragic that it was really a bit miserable.

The dark crystal armor of his body had been shattered, and there were several deep wounds on his back and waist, his muscles and flesh were shattered, and his bones were broken for an unknown number of bones, and blood stained his whole body.

Although he is still alive, his combat strength is less than one-tenth.

In this state, why do you need nine iron-blooded skull-splitters to come out together, as long as any one of them makes a move, they can easily kill him.

However, Qin Ping's face was as calm as a mountain, sitting quietly between the rocks and dirt, even though the killing intent of the nine iron-blooded skull-crushers came to him, he was unmoved.

In his body, the blood sprinkled on the ground suddenly began to burn, bursting out with a golden red light, rising one flame after another.

Not only here, but wherever his blood spilled, even if it was far away, the blood was also burning, turning into a terrifying golden red flame, and then soaring up, flying towards Qin Ping at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying heat radiated, and Qin Ping's whole person was already in a raging flame.

The earth and rocks continue to melt, turning into slowly flowing magma, and the darkness of the dark night is dispelled by the flames, reflecting the brilliant splendor of this side of the world.

The nine iron-blooded skull-breakers who attacked were not afraid of death, and when they approached, their flesh and blood bodies burned, and the iron armor on their bodies silently turned into iron juice, flowing down their bodies.

When their feet fell, they were already charred bones, and when they stepped down, they were already reduced to powder when they were submerged in the magma.

"What's going on?"

The body of the wild shaman under the black robe trembled, and he let out a strange cry of twisted and frightened, and even when he was far away, the robe on his body was burning.

The violent death of the Nine Iron-Blooded Skull Crushers had an incomparably terrifying impact on his soul.

He hurriedly shielded his whole body with his wild strength, and looked in amazement at the shocking scene of the fiery apocalypse in front of him, as if witnessing a miracle.

He saw that the low-hanging clouds in the sky were all covered in gold by the flames, and between the crazy surges, lightning burst out one after another, accompanied by rumbling thunder, and the downpour began to fall on the earth.

In a short time, the rain was already covering the heavens and the earth.

But in the fiery land, it was not affected at all. Before the big drops of rain fall, they are directly evaporated by the high temperature. Countless white water vapor diffused there, and was reflected by the golden red firelight, forming a dreamlike golden fog cover.

Inside the fog shroud, in the deepest part of the flames, a young man with a broken body sat silently.

His life was in rhythm, as if there was the only one between heaven and earth, the god king under the rain curtain, every breath was absorbing endless heaven and earth energy.

The wild shaman trembled all over, his eyes widened in shock, and for a moment he even forgot to run away.

Run away?

No, he felt his mind lose control, and he couldn't even move his feet.

The miraculous sight in front of him had completely shaken him, and he was as overwhelmed as a pitiful worm.

In the midst of his hands, the suppressed beast soldier slipped his claws and claws, then transformed into a butterfly, flapping its wings, and quietly landed on his leader. He didn't even notice it.

The Nine Transformation Emperor Jade Butterfly seemed to have a slender six-legged blade, but at this moment, it was like a deadly blade, instantly cutting the scalp of the wild shaman, tearing apart the protection of the wild force, and then drilling through the skull and stabbing into the opponent's brain from six directions.

The heart of the Nine Transformations Emperor Jade Butterfly was also full of anger.

Being suppressed by others makes it feel deeply humiliated by its extraordinary origins.

As the key to the Gate of Realm Break, the Nine Shadows Xuanhu has painstakingly cultivated a top-secret divine weapon that is ready to make a comeback, how can it not be peculiar.

The butterfly's sensory organs were at its feet, and the moment its six legs pierced into the wild shaman's brain, the fury from its wild will was suppressed, instantly bringing the wild shaman into a vision.

At the same time, it begins to feel everything in the other person's memory.

Beneath its six legs, all the secrets of the enemy are hidden.

After doing this, the Nine Transformations Emperor Jade Butterfly felt a sigh of resentment, and then imprisoned the wild shaman here, preparing to sacrifice the prey after its owner recovered, as well as to make up for his own dereliction of duty.

Everything that happened outside the flames, Qin Ping couldn't feel it at all at this moment. He was immersed in an uncanny realm.

The terrifying battles, the frenzied outbursts, and the tragic injuries had brought him to the brink of death.

But it was then that the potential of the Ten Thousand Souls Blood was finally unleashed.

The frantically burning phoenix flames, the almost violent phoenix wildness in the illusion realm, and the phoenix true blood brewing in the furnace of ambition, all of this, along with the explosion of the potential of the bloodline of all souls, finally produced miraculous changes.

——The true blood of the phoenix has finally been integrated into the bloodline of all souls, and has successfully stimulated a trace of the talent of the phoenix bloodline.

Break and then stand, live to death, burn the body with flames, and be reborn in Nirvana.

The phoenix is known as an immortal bird, and it is gifted with the blood of nirvana, and even the Nine Shadows Fox has never obtained the blood of the phoenix back then.

It was this trace of blood, that wisp of indescribable nirvana, that produced a big explosion at the critical moment when Qin Ping fell into the abyss of death.

Although it is not a true nirvana, it is so real to break and stand up.

Bathed in the terrifying flames of the phoenix, swallowing a huge amount of heaven and earth energy, and absorbing the slightest trace of primordial wildness, Qin Ping felt like he was in the crucible of creation, the injuries on his body were recovering, and all kinds of functions were enhanced.

The wild breath of his Qin body, under the nourishment of the original wildness, is constantly undergoing transformation, starting from a faint white, following the order of nine colors, slowly evolving forward, until it turns into a pure black color.

In this state, the mystery of the bloodline, the mystery of the wildness, seems to be separated from him only by a thin layer of window paper.

Qin Ping carefully participated in the study, and the enlightenment in his heart was like a hundred flowers coming from spring, one after another, and a hundred flowers were blooming.

"Damn!"

Marin couldn't help but curse, stood under the rain curtain, looked up at the lightning in the sky, and had to retract the Eye of Scouting that was hanging high in the air.

Although the image displayed in the crystal ball was amazing and deeply aroused his curiosity, it did not allow him to continue to observe at the risk of the Eye of Detection being destroyed by lightning.

The Eye of Detection is very precious, and it was not easy for him to buy a set at a huge cost.

Its value will be fully reflected in future wars, and it would be too violent to destroy it now in order to satisfy your curiosity.

"Such a young barbaric-level ancient beast master, the bloodline on his body is even more mysterious, and it seems to have a legendary phoenix nirvana potential......"

Marin muttered in a gloomy tone, wandering irritably through the mud. His heart was dripping blood, and his hatred for Qin Ping was like a sea of flames, and he couldn't extinguish it even if he poured out the water of the three rivers. What he couldn't bear the most was that even the wild shaman lost it.

Skullcrusher squads can be recreated, and wild shamans are hard to come by. The Wild Shaman is the core key of the Skull Crusher Squad. As long as the Wild Shaman is alive and given enough resources and time, he can still recreate a team. Among the orcs, there are suitable barbarians to grab.

But the wild shaman is dead, like a grassroots destroyed that can never be recovered.

"Kill, this son must be killed!"

Marin let out an angry roar, knowing that he had planted a big heel. With his status and status, he can only dominate the three wild shamans in total. They were originally his trump cards for galloping on the battlefield in the future, but before the great war with the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas broke out, they took the lead in losing a wild shaman.

This heel is really too miserable.

If discovered by those peer contenders, Marin has no doubt that he will definitely be reduced to a laughing stock, ridiculed as incompetent, and a shameful joke.

And in future wars, his gap will be widened as a result, and he will only be thrown farther and farther away by his peers.

And all this is because of that young man, the young man who broke in the flames and stood up!

Fortunately, he arrived at the battle as soon as possible, and when he found that the situation was not right, he immediately sent reinforcements.

The two wild shamans beside him came out together, and he believed that the young man was definitely doomed.

Facing the siege of the two skull crusher teams, even he was invincible, so he could only flee from the wind.

The combat power of the Skull Crusher, he knows better than anyone else. That's a real iron-blooded soldier, a war machine, no emotion, no fear, no pain, even if he is decapitated, he can still continue to fight. As long as the wild shaman who dominates them doesn't die, they can fight to the last of their might!

......

The heavens and the earth were dark, torrential rain was pouring down, and staggered lightning lit up this lonely wilderness from time to time.

The flames rolled back into their hearts, and raindrops splashed down in the crimson magma that flowed on the ground, bursting into clouds of hot smoke and resounding with a grand pop.

In the depths of the billowing smoke, Qin Ping's figure jumped out and landed on a rock not far away.

Under the flickering thunder light, it can be seen that his injuries have recovered as before, not only that, but his body is more tall and taller, and his skin is as white as jade, flowing with a faint luster, outlining smooth muscle lines. With a well-defined face, eyebrows like swords, eyes like cold stars, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed lips full of perseverance, the whole person swept away the immaturity of the former youth, with a bit of youthful maturity.

That face, full of heroism and indescribably handsome, gives people a sense of perfection, and there is even a hint of enchantment in the blink of an eye.

If someone sees it at this moment, they will definitely be shocked and suspect that a certain big demon was born.

The blood of ten thousand souls exploded, absorbing the true blood of the phoenix, breaking through the flames and standing up, shaping Qin Ping's body almost flawlessly. The fox clan loves beauty, and the Nine Shadows Fox is even better. I have to say that the aesthetics of the beast god Dream Qin Tian are indeed outstanding, creating the former Qin Ping, and making a handsome foundation for the body he shaped.

Qin Ping didn't know that when he created the former Qin Ping, Dream Qin Tian was actually conducting some kind of drill, preparing for his rebirth and resurrection in the future and reshaping his physical body, and he really put a lot of effort into it.

The so-called eighteen changes in the female university, this point is also reflected in Qin Ping.

As he grows up, especially after his strength is increasing, his posture and appearance are constantly changing, becoming more and more handsome, and now he is like a demon, with a hint of demonic strangeness.

Otherwise, since he left Tianmu Mountain, under his disguise, he would not even be able to recognize Liu Xiao, a well-known seven-rank beast tamer.

The evening breeze blew, and a black hair rose in the wind, fluttering in the rain, with distinct roots and shiny, even the rain could not wet it.

Qin Ping raised his palm and touched his face, revealing a ridiculous expression, muttering and complaining: "This skin, this hair, this feel...... Why do you look a little like a woman?"

His gaze slowly went down, swept across his chest, and when he saw the solid pectoral muscles, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Ting'er's heavy chest appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. I can't imagine that my breasts will become like that......

This terrible thought flashed, and his gaze instantly swept down from his flat belly, until he saw something, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

- Still a man!

This time, the change in himself is really a bit big, and it is too amazing, no wonder Qin Ping is so suspicious.

But as his gaze continued downward, the brow that had just stretched couldn't help but furrow deeply.

"Where's Lao Tzu's leg hair?"

He couldn't help screaming, only to see the two real long legs in his field of vision, which were really white, long and straight......

Qin Ping's heart was extremely messy, and he couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the Nine Mysterious Fox Dream Qin Tian.

“...... With two full heads on the chest, turning around and pretending to be a woman, I'm afraid no one will suspect it, right?"

Qin Ping shook his head helplessly, took out a spare set of strength clothes from the bracelet and put it on, and then reached out and touched his forehead, only to find that the military merit badge was missing.

His mind was slightly sensitive, and his figure floated out silently, as light as a swallow, and his toes were on top of the magma, only to see that between the white qi and the roll, the person had returned to the same place.

The slender white fingers were open, and a hot coat of arms suddenly lay in the palm of his hand, unharmed, unharmed, and never burned by the flames.

The material and workmanship of the coat of arms can't help but surprise Qin Ping.

After putting the coat of arms back on, Qin Ping's gaze turned and finally landed on the wild shaman not far away.

The heart secretly communicates with butterflies, and too many secret messages are presented in his heart without reservation.

With the heart, the doubts about the iron-blooded skull crusher, the secrets of many wild shamans, the mysteries of the soul beast technique, and even a lot of enemy confidential information all surfaced in Qin Ping's mind.

"The iron-blooded skull crusher, the nine-in-one, originally used some methods of refining beast soldiers, combined with the way of the beast formation, and used the war tools forged by the best among the barbarians, it seems to be a living thing, but it can no longer be regarded as a life, even if the body is broken and the head is lost, it can still continue to fight...... The key point for them is indeed in the Beast Priest!"

Qin Ping finally knew what kind of monster the terrifying existence that almost dragged him into the abyss of death before.

"Soul Beast Technique?Curse Demon Snake Technique?It turns out that unconsciously, I have already comprehended a soul beast recipe of my own?...... I just don't know how to use it and turn it into a killing method......"

Referring to the cultivation method of the Cursed Demon Snake Technique, as well as the cultivation experience of this wild shaman, Qin Ping felt that a door was slowly opening towards him.

He had already realized that the Soul Beast Technique was extremely rare and rare, and the difficulty of cultivation was much more difficult than that of ordinary Beast Technique, and more importantly, this kind of Beast Technique had very strict cultivation conditions, and not everyone could cultivate it. Its cultivation conditions are so strict that they are even far above the secret beast technique.

However, for today's Qin Ping, there is a possibility.

Phoenix Wildness, Wild Illusion, Phoenix Flame, Phoenix True Blood, and his own understanding of the way of wildness, all of which gave Qin Ping enough basic conditions to create a soul beast technique that was unique to him.

"Everything is very mature, all it is necessary to transform the wild illusion into an attack method that can be actively released and attack the mind!"

The corners of Qin Ping's mouth curled, and with a flick of his fingers, a golden flame instantly appeared on his fingertips, and between the fireworks, an apocalyptic world of wind and fire emerged in the depths of the flames: the terrifying sea of fire vortex above the sky swirled, smashing down one after another world-destroying fireballs, and between flying through the air, it turned into a huge sword of storm and flame......

That flame was a phoenix flame, constantly infused with wild breath by Qin Ping, and then brewed in it, inscribed the illusion into it, and when the flame shrunk to the size of a needle, as if solidified into substance, a terrifying secret weapon took shape.

This is a soul beast recipe created by Qin Ping, which is different from the Curse Demon Snake Technique, which is purely released by using spiritual will and burning its own wildness, but is condensed into an energy entity. Although there is less mystery and no sense of formlessness and strangeness, the advantage is greater.

Needless to say, the power of the illusion far surpasses the dark expansion of the Curse Demon Serpent Technique, and its greatest advantage is that it can brew reserves in advance without impromptu urging.

This means that Qin Ping can use it more than once when he is fighting.

"Yes, one more killer move. Soul Beast Technique, let's call it the Wind and Fire Sword!"

Looking at the wisp of smart fire that lingered around his fingertips, Qin Ping nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and put it away, brewing in the wild furnace.

Then he dodged in front of the wild shaman, raised his hand, and the butterfly flew up, changing the shape of a blade in his palm.

"You're worthless!

Qin Ping stroked the blade with his hand, the killing intent in his slightly narrowed eyes flowed, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed towards the head of the wild shaman.