Qin Nanming sacrificed the Shadow Golden Sword and flew all the way to the depths of the northwest, and in his heart, there was a strong feeling that the Eight Desolation Ancient Thunder was getting closer and closer.

This was the message that the accompanying Lei Yuan transmitted to Qin Nanming, which made Qin Nanming's heart faintly excited.

Once he controls the Eight Desolations Ancient Thunder, his strength will skyrocket and improve by leaps and bounds.

It's tenfold, hundredfold skyrocketing.

Not only the repair of the dark wound, but also the powerful power of the Eight Desolations Gulei itself.

That is the Heavenly Thunder ranked thirty-sixth on the Heavenly Thunder List, how terrifying, even Qin Nanming's terrifying background, with his current cultivation, he can only accept sixty Heavenly Thunders outside the world.

With the accompanying thunder source, coupled with the mysterious yin and yang fish jade pendant, it was possible for Qin Nanming to give it a try.

The two flew towards the northwest region, and Qin Nanming's heart was extremely excited.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer......

Suddenly.

Qin Nanming stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yao asked.

"A smell of blood."

Qin Nanming muttered softly.

He felt that a far away place, dozens of kilometers away, there was a faint smell of blood wafting in.

There is also a terrifying killing intent, soaring into the sky, without the slightest concealment.

"Is it another dead city?" Lin Yao was shocked.

"Not sure."

Qin Nanming shook his head, took Lin Yao, and galloped away in the direction of the bloody aura.

Flew up half a pillar of incense time.

The two of them were on top of a mountain range, Qin Nanming's face suddenly changed, he pulled up Lin Yao, and flew towards a mountain stream, where the clouds and smoke were billowing out, making the figures of the two become hazy.

Qin Nanming shot out a few spirit stones with a flick of his fingers, and the aura surged out, outlining mysterious lines in the air, and there was a rhyme erupting, and suddenly the mysterious power exploded.

Like a light mask, a rhyme envelops the two of them.

Lin Yao's heart tightened, she rarely saw Qin Nanming's expression, something big must have happened, so she didn't dare to open her mouth at all, waiting for Qin Nanming's arrangement.

At the same time as the shroud of light shrouded, a powerful coercion, like a divine light scanning, flashed from the mountain stream.

Lin Yao felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if she was being watched by a god, which was very terrifying.

"It's such a terrible coercion, even my grandfather, I'm afraid it's not so terrifying......"

Lin Yao's heart shook wildly.

Her grandfather, Lin Yi'an, is the strongest person in the ancient martial arts world, and he can provoke a peerless powerhouse who does not dare to be arrogant even in the Sifang Palace.

Although Lin Yao didn't really feel Lin Yi'an's coercion, Lin Yao could sense that this coercion was definitely stronger than his grandfather.

Qin Nanming looked coldly, looking in one direction, his eyes were sharp, and he didn't speak, as if he was condensing something.

What is it that can make Qin Nanming so shaken, Lin Yao looked at Qin Nanming, and his heart shook.

Suddenly, Qin Nanming grabbed Lin Yao's little hand, and the two of them rose into the air together, still wrapped in Dao Yun in the clouds and smoke.

A few kilometers away, faintly, several figures emerged.

The black robe, almost enveloping the body, looked mysterious, powerful, and unfathomable from several kilometers away.

There were three black-robed men in total.

However.

The most powerful is not the three men in black at all.

It was a white-robed warrior, and the white robe was moving rapidly in the air, but it did not flutter in the slightest, as if it was still in a vacuum.

It's like a statue.

The coercion was released by this white-robed warrior, and he was like a god, with a suffocating coercion, sweeping through the northwest region.

The supreme, the strongest, the terrifying aura makes people's hearts tremble.

Qin Nanming's eyes were cold, and in his eyes, a sharp light bloomed.

However.

The one who walked at the forefront was not a strong man in a white robe, but a young man in red.

This young man, carrying a long sword, did not have the slightest expression.

Indifferent, senran.

And his most striking trait is, without a doubt, ...... He is one-armed.

Yes, this teenager, is a one-armed boy.

The terrifying bloody aura erupted from this young man, incomparably terrifying, scarlet.

"These are ......"

Lin Yao's heart shook wildly, and she covered her mouth suddenly.

They saw this group of terrifying powerhouses, and recently, the two sides were only two kilometers away, and with the eyes of the two of them, they could almost see each other's expressions clearly.

However, these terrifying beings, as if they didn't see the two of them at all, galloped away in one direction.

However. After these people flew two kilometers, the one-armed young man in red suddenly paused.

The boy glanced back.

As if he had found the two of them, his gaze was in the direction of Qin Nanming and Lin Yao.

It was a pair of scarlet eyes.

Qin Nanming's gaze was also over, plain and calm.

He knew that the other party couldn't see him, his concealment formation could hide his breath, and with the natural cloud smoke, he couldn't see it.

Sure enough, after the young man took a look, he quickly flew away from here with the white-robed powerhouse.

A moment later.

Lin Yao's chest suddenly rose and fell, it was terrifying, she felt a huge pressure, and she hadn't eased up yet.

Then.

Lin Yao suddenly sobered up, only to suddenly realize that his clothes had already been wet with cold sweat.

Who are those just now?

Lin Yao's heart was still shocked, and she wanted to ask, but when she saw Qin Nanming's appearance, she didn't dare to speak.

Qin Nanming's sharp gaze finally calmed down, glanced at Lin Yao, and glanced at her, making Lin Yao's face fly red again.

"Let's go."

Qin Nanming didn't say anything, took Lin Yao, and flew in the direction of the Eight Desolation Gu Lei that was already very close.

Strength.

The current Qin Nanming is a little impatient to thirst for strength, although his strength has been improving in the ancient realm.

But that's not enough!

Far from enough!

Many of his treasures and many methods could not be displayed because of secret injuries, and after all, he showed his most powerful strength.

Eight Desolation Gulei, we can't wait any longer.

Qin Nanming sacrificed the Shadow Golden Sword, took Lin Yao with him, his speed soared to the limit, and he flew towards the depths of the northwest with a cold expression.

……

Giant Peak City.

The crowd calmed down, but many of them still didn't disperse.

The person who slaughtered the city was not the man in the silver mask, but someone else.

Who the hell is it?

"Shall we, hurry up and deliver the news, the masked man is not the one who slaughtered the city. Otherwise, the news would soon spread throughout the entire Ancient Martial Realm. ”

A strong man spoke, no matter how ferocious this masked man is, he is not the one who slaughtered the city, so he cannot be wronged.

Once the message is delivered, I'm afraid it's hard to reverse.

Everyone hesitated, and they didn't have a good impression of this masked man.

"He's not going to be a good person, and he's going to be punished."

"That's right, this person killed so many strong people in our Giant Peak City, and even made the city lord escape, extremely ferocious, damn it!"

Everyone spoke one after another, jealous of Qin Nanming and unwilling to clarify.

At this time, a powerful coercion fell from the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

There is also a terrifying bloody atmosphere, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which makes people sick and frightened.

"What's, what is this?"

"Could it be that the masked man is back?"

The crowd exclaimed, and a cry of horror was found.

"Boom ......"

The terrifying aura shook, and everyone finally saw that a white-robed warrior and a red-clothed one-armed young man broke through the air.

"You, who are you?"

A strong man stood up and asked with some fear.

He was scared.

"Huh!"

What answered him was a sword, as fast as lightning, and the white mangs with a scarlet afterimage, like qi and blood, instantly cut off the head of this super powerhouse.

"Kill, kill, another devil?"

The crowd exclaimed and became frightened.

"Go ahead."

The white-robed powerhouse, unable to see his face clearly, let out a deep voice.

The killing, in an instant.

The one-armed young man in red came in the air, and the long sword in his hand turned into a peerless anger, killing decisively.

The sword is extremely powerful, and the shot is even more ruthless.

He broke into a group of strong people, his eyes were scarlet and indifferent, he only had ruthless shots, and his strength was also extremely terrifying.

Every sword takes the life of a strong man.

"Too strong, he's too strong!"

"The devil, he is the one who really slaughtered the city."

"Run, everyone run away separately, and pass on the message of the city slaughterer!"

Everyone exclaimed, and only the holy warriors who could escape shot away in different directions.

"Bang!"

However, in the next second, these holy warriors were afraid.

The entire Giant Peak City is impossible to escape at all, and there is a powerful force that blocks this place.

No one saw that the three black-clothed warriors were standing in the three corners of Jufeng City, their internal forces spraying thin, and mysterious inscriptions appeared on them.

The inscription emitted a terrifying power, from the three corners, hooked together, like a huge formation.

The killing, still going on, no one can escape.

The one-armed young man in red, holding a sword and killing mercilessly, no matter how everyone wailed, resisted, and begged for mercy, he would shoot indifferently.

Only killing!