Boom! The clouds were scattered by a wave of spiritual energy, and a disciple was blown away around Qin Ming in embarrassment.

"Damn!" That disciple's strength is not low, and he already has a Divine Fire Realm cultivation.

Just as he gritted his teeth to control his body, another figure appeared, his body was a little blurry, and he couldn't see his face clearly, holding two short blades in his left and right hands, like crescent moons, about to slash through the disciple's neck.

"My life is on the line. Seeing this, the disciple's heart was full of unwillingness, but he felt desperate, obviously the opponent was stronger than him.

But at this moment, a broken sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, colliding with the short blade, making a crisp sound and sparks flying in all directions.

In the end, it was the Biluodian who was chasing after him who was repulsed.

"Thank you for saving your life!" the disciple said in a loud voice, and stabilized his body.

When he looked at it, he was surprised to find that the person from the Biluo Hall was actually killed on the spot by a child.

And beside him, the man who had just saved his life was still there.

"Little things. Qin Ming said casually, he recognized the clothes on this disciple's body, which was the clothes of the disciples of the Qiankun Cloud Sect.

And the vague figure of the other party is not the Biluo Hall people he met at the beginning.

Looking over there again, countless figures on both sides were fighting in the sky, confirming his conjecture.

In the region of the North Sea of the Eclipse Star, those top sects have officially started a war.

This is definitely sensational news, but it is not surprising to Qin Ming.

The contradictions between the three major forces had already begun to emerge before he left, and although it was unfolding like this now, it was not impossible.

"It's dangerous here, it's better for the little brother to leave first. "That inner disciple of the Qiankun Cloud Sect said, just raise your sword and kill it back.

However, at this time, five figures with ethereal breaths appeared at the same time.

Qin Ming frowned slightly, the sense of crisis brought to him by these five people was not weak, at least it was the existence of the strength of the five Divine Fire Realm.

Perhaps he also regarded him as the camp of the Qiankun Cloud Sect, and launched a strong attack and siege.

The two little boys, Jiaofeng Bird and Sword Grass, took the initiative to meet it, and set off a monstrous sword light and Gangfeng for a while.

The Heavenly Pole Jade Tiger possessed.

Qin Ming also followed with the broken sword in his hand.

During this period of time, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he needs to constantly fight to temper and consolidate himself, and these people who are not weak in Biluodian are good whetstones.

And with the two powerful spirits Jiaofeng Bird and Sword Grass guarding him, it is difficult for him to encounter any danger.

Thanks to the rewards of the login, he now has a variety of combat methods, but the core move is his swordsmanship.

Although the Three Light Divine Wind and the Fei Lian Immortal Method were unpredictable, the consumption was equally huge, and they could not be used as a conventional means of attack.

However, due to the continuous excavation and comprehension of the way of wind, his swordsmanship has also increased a lot, and each sword attack is extremely powerful.

The person in the Biluo Hall who was facing him was silent, and his figure sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared, which was extremely strange.

Qin Ming released his perception to the extreme, and at the same time, he also expanded his sword momentum domain, superimposing it with the sword grass, forming a huge domain comparable to the sword formation.

With a sweep of the broken sword, the sword light radiated out, silently slashing through the void.

The Biluo Hall man was forced to appear, and he dodged in a hurry.

Before he could dive into the void again, Qin Ming was already approaching another sword slash.

This sword was like a dragon like a phantom wind, pointing directly at the gradually fading figure.

Rumble!

Blood arrows gushed out, and the virtual figure condensed again, although he had tried to resist Qin Ming's sword, he still seemed powerless, and he was injured and flew out directly.

The former powerhouse of the Divine Fire Realm was now difficult to resist his two swords.

On the other side, Jiaofeng Bird and Sword Grass also solved their respective opponents, as strong as the strong people of Biluo Palace, and there was only one way to fall in front of them.

Qin Ming shook the blood stains on his sword, quite unsatisfied, and as soon as his body moved, he turned around and launched a dive towards the battlefield below.

"Kill me!"

Jian Cao grinned and excited, which was exactly what he wanted.

Even the Jiaofeng Bird has changed its calmness and is a little more bloody.

It's a spirit, and there is more ferocity in the blood than anyone else, but he can control his ferocity very well on weekdays.

Now that Qin Ming has taken the lead, their ferocity has also been perfectly released.

The inner disciple of the Qiankun Cloud Sect opened his mouth half-open, and then immediately chased after him.

"This ...... Brother, please bring the jade pendant of this sect. ”

Qin Ming took it and put it in his arms.

With this jade pendant, he will not be mistakenly injured by the disciples of the Qiankun Cloud Sect as an enemy.

The addition of one man and two spirits did not cause much of a change in the situation at first.

After all, there were thousands of people fighting on both sides, but as time went by, Qin Ming and the two spirits killed more and more opponents, and the impact gradually deepened.

The ripples of a few drops of water gradually evolved into waves.

Joyfully!

The sword momentum on Qin Ming's body continued to rise with one battle after another, and the swing of the sword became more and more subtle, like a master of swordsmanship.

Kenshin is like a huge treasure that keeps digging and reaping it.

Qin Ming's swordsmanship is now sublimating, and his gestures are full of sword intent.

At the same time, in his sea of consciousness, the first point of light gradually brightened, as if a dusty pearl was being polished.

Divine fire realm, open up spiritual consciousness, and emerge divine fire.

This point of light in the sea of consciousness is the root of the divine fire, and when it is ignited, it is the time to break through.

Qin Ming is now in the late stage of Judan, and the next step is to start condensing the divine fire.

This process was already quite difficult, especially when the point of light appeared from scratch, and this first step blocked countless monks, and it was difficult to advance an inch for decades.

But Qin Ming had condensed the light early, and it was said that this was one of the opportunities he got during his trip to another world.

At the beginning, he didn't know what this point of light meant, but as his cultivation improved and understood, he also knew the importance of this point of light, which paved the way for him to advance to the Divine Fire Realm early.

Call!

Qin Ming let out a sigh of relief, his gaze swept around.

I don't know when, eight Biluo Hall powerhouses gathered around him, forming a circle to surround him.

Obviously, his previous strong performance attracted the attention of the other party, and he was about to beat him to death.

The broken sword in his hand was buzzing, although the consumption was not small, but his battle intent at the moment did not subside at all, and the sword momentum on his body seemed to be surging endlessly.

Take out a fragrant elixir and swallow it in one bite, and the aura will differentiate from it, moisturizing the nine-pattern golden pill in the body.

The eight Biluo Hall powerhouses still didn't say a word, and they didn't even have the slightest murderous aura leaking out.

Suddenly, the eight people turned into afterimages and rushed towards Qin Ming at the same time, forming a killing momentum.

Qin Mingping raised his hand to break the sword, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"Miyue Sword Grass, possessed!"