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Half an hour later, a scuffle ended. The combined forces of humans and demon beasts suppressed the combined forces of the Sea Clan and the Abyss Demon Clan, mainly because there was one more person on the human side, and they finally slowly gained the upper hand.

Neither side has made a deadly move, after all, it is not yet time.

Slowly, the two sides separated again, and the two sides returned to the negotiating table again.

After a long time, all the people from all walks of life finished discussing, and at the same time looked at Wang Qingmin with fierce eyes.

"Junior, don't look at the excitement, hand over the Spirit Flame Beast, this is your last chance!" It was the old man of the human race just now, and he seemed to have a grudge against Wang Qingmin all along.

"Hmph, don't think about it!" Wang Qingmin snorted coldly.

"Then you're really looking for death. A few fellow Daoists, be careful of those two skeletons, I'll deal with this junior. The man sneered, and his figure flashed and rushed up.

This time, no one stopped him, on the contrary, two monks from each clan rushed up at the same time and surrounded the two dragon skeletons.

That person's attack didn't fall on Wang Qingmin, but it was a palm blow to the Spirit Flame Beast under him.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the Spirit Flame Beast suddenly screamed and planted into the magma below.

"Dead Bird!" Wang Qingmin's figure suddenly flashed, and the big body movement method was launched, flashing next to the firebird.

But just as he was about to start grabbing this spirit flame beast, a big net suddenly flew next to him, pocketing this spirit flame beast, instantly wrapping it inside, and then dragging it to the side of the demon beast.

"Junior, it's better to worry about yourself."

The human monk took advantage of Wang Qingmin's distraction moment and slapped Wang Qingmin's back with a palm.

"Poof!" Wang Qingmin's blood volume in his whole body dropped by almost two-thirds, and this Mahayana period was just a palm, which made him seriously injured, if it wasn't for his body, which was measured by data, this palm would have made him lose any ability to resist. But don't forget, there's also a lava lake.

Wang Qingmin's figure couldn't stop at all, like a cannonball, "Boom! The ground crashed into the lake.

But soon, a figure flew out, and I saw that Wang Qingmin's robe was already scorched black, and blood bubbles were all over his body, and he fell weakly on the shore.

"You forced me!"

Wang Qingmin, who was hit hard by this, finally made up his mind to make a bold decision, he didn't know what the consequences would be, but now the situation forced him to do so.

"Hah!" I only heard Wang Qingmin roar, and at his dantian, a small ball of light floated out from there, and then slowly stretched out into a small person.

Out of body!

This is the first time that Wang Qingmin has left the game since the opening of the legendary world, but this time, he has to do it.

This is also an attempt by him.

At this time, in his dantian, because his Yuan Shen left, the entire legendary world had been closed, and a big account login interface floated in Wang Qingmin's dantian.

Wang Qingmin, who saw this login interface, finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the legendary world was not closed because of his departure, looking at this, as long as you enter the correct account password, you can enter again.

"It's ...... Ahaha...... "All the Mahayana monks around couldn't help laughing when they saw Wang Qingmin, a god-transforming monk who had released bold words, actually directly released his own primordial spirit.

At this time, at the mouth of a passage in the magma lake, there is a figure hiding here.

This man is dressed in a blue robe, holding a three-pronged spear in his hand, his fleshy hair is slowly fluttering, and his blue face is full of perseverance.

This person's name is Si Ming, he is the first master of the Mahayana period of the Sea Clan, and it has been a hundred years since his debut, and he has never been defeated, and he is also famous in the entire endless world.

Faced with the gathering of more than twenty Mahayana monks, Si Ming did not appear rashly, he wanted to find a suitable opportunity to snatch the spirit flame beast.

With everyone's laughter, Wang Qingmin's Yuan Shen finally fully revealed his figure, only to see that he was more than a foot tall, wearing a golden battle armor, wearing a green high appearance, and a green fan in his hand. But it is a miniature version of Wang Qingmin, who is fully armed.

"Haha...... It's so interesting that you're dressed as a primordial god, can't you use more spiritual power? Actually dressed up like this for his Yuan Shen, haha......" The somewhat old Mahayana monk closest to Wang Qingmin didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and he was still laughing there.

It was the first time he had seen someone make their own Yuan Shen look like this. As for the ridiculous question of the Yuan God wearing equipment all over his body, he didn't even dare to think about it.

You must know that the place where the Yuan Shen stays is the dantian, which is full of very pure spiritual power, how can it be possible to get some messy equipment into it.

"If you've laughed enough, die!" Wang Qingmin's body said coldly, and he saw that the primordial god's right hand was raised, and a nether fire spell flew over.

Although he was laughing, the Mahayana monk didn't dare to be distracted, Wang Qingmin's spell was a little wrong, and he had already noticed it.

I saw his figure flash in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in the crowd.

Just as his consciousness was scattered, and he was about to observe the situation around him again, the Netherfire Spell flew directly in front of him as if it had traveled through space.

"Bell!" The same spell is no longer the same effect.

A huge sound sounded, and the black ripples formed by spatial fluctuations centered on the man, spreading out in a spherical shape, and everything around the monk disappeared in an instant.

Feeling this powerful spatial fluctuation, the people around him immediately teleported away, and when they looked at the old monk again, they were dumbfounded.

I saw that the man's body began to tremble strangely with visible fluctuations, and the frequency became faster and faster. There was a clicking sound, and all the bones of this person's body were broken, and he was dying, not far from death.

Compared to everyone's shock, this person's mind was blurred, and this Nether Fire Spell had already dispersed his natal space in an instant, which had already caused his Yuan Shen to also suffer a heavy blow.

This is Wang Qingmin's first appearance under the full armament of the Yuan Shen.

With the cognition of these Mahayana monks, they simply do not understand what a piece of equipment means to a legendary person. The basic surname of the forty-ninth level person is probably not as strong as a casual piece of equipment on Wang Qingmin's body.

Although Wang Qingmin is very confident in his equipment, he didn't expect it to be so strong, it was a mess.

"Let's all die!" The primordial god suddenly opened up with full firepower, and one after another Netherfire Spells were sent out.

"It's not good, run away!"

"Let's go!"

"Wicked! Come on! ”

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The two dragon skeletons also teleported to the two holes at this time, and the war knives in their hands flew, and the spatial cracks created by the blades blocked them to death.

A figure instantly appears at the entrances of the other passages, and they need to determine their orientation before they can teleport again.

It was here, but the spell in Wang Qingmin's hand was changed.

Ice Whirlwind!

Originally, the ice whirlwind in the game could not absorb those who were higher than him, but in reality, with the blessing of a piece of equipment, this ice whirlwind also mutated.

In the middle of a white whirlwind, a dark spatial hole appeared, and blue and transparent ice edges like flying knives swirled around this spatial black hole, cutting the surrounding space into black shadows.

This large hole creates a huge suction force, and it is also mixed with ultra-cold cold.

"Ahh

"Help!"

"Oh my God! I don't want to die! ”

……。

At this moment, not only those Mahayana monks, but even the Avatar Monks and Yuanying Monks below who had not yet fled here could not escape their bad luck, and they were swept into the center of the storm one by one.

The entire magma lake cooled instantly, and a large amount of fog was produced in the air, but it instantly solidified into tiny ice particles and landed on the ground in this extremely cold air flow.

The lava lake is gone.

In just a breath, there were only twenty Mahayana monks left on the scene who were still supporting the natal space in the whirlwind.

On the ground, Wang Qingmin, who was in a miserable color, smiled coldly, but the little Yuan Shen waved again, and another ice whirlwind swung out, and the Mahayana monks who saw such a sudden pale.

Now they're dead! (To be continued.) )