The statues of the twelve ancestral witches flickered brightly and darkly, they relied on the blood of Yang Qijin, and it was also the blood of the ancestral witches that they could exist for a short time, and now that the blood was about to be consumed, naturally the statues of the twelve ancestors and witches would also be darkened.

Qiu Ming clutched the twelve spiritual power lines tightly, since it had already begun, he couldn't stop, he could still bear it.

Originally, according to his deduction, this plan was very dangerous, but it was very possible, allowing him to experience a higher level of power and help him find the path of the next step in the evolution of the flesh ~ body.

Now that he has experienced this kind of power, it is really powerful, and this power gives him the feeling that it is stronger than that of the ancestor witch, it should be the power that belongs to Pangu's true body.

What Qiu Ming has to do now is to control this power, and after the strength declines, he can still rely on his own ability to cultivate, so that he can really succeed.

Otherwise, this is the same as borrowing the power of others, others take it back, and you will have nothing left.

Qiu Ming's eyes widened, and the bottom of his eyes was bloodshot. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. I could hear a buzzing sound in both ears all the time, and I had a splitting headache.

Yang Qijin saw that blood beads began to seep out of Master's body, what was going on, didn't Master just say that he just realized that power, why did he suffer so much damage?

Although it is said that with Master's body, he can recover from very serious injuries, but if all the blood in his body oozes out and is evaporated by this force, then Master's body is finished!

Oops, why is Master's facial features bleeding?!

He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting the master. He didn't dare to imagine how he would explain to his master if something happened to him.

By the way, there is another way to save a dying person by sacrificing his life. If Master really can't bear it, then he will sacrifice his life to let Master live!

As for his father, as well as Ah Bao Ah Hua filial piety, he can't take care of them all, they can understand.

The nine-colored deer who was looking at the props and the big-faced cultivation in the Guishan Dragon Palace suddenly raised its head, why did it have a bad premonition, could it be that something happened to Qiu Ming?

Qiu Ming went out with Yang Qijin, he thought that the two of them had gone out to fight again, but now it doesn't seem right, why hasn't he come back for so long?

It quickly rushed out of the Turtle Mountain Dragon Palace and followed Qiu Ming's breath to find it. It must not let Qiu Ming have an accident, because Qiu Ming is its companion, its best friend, and it always gives it delicious fruits first.

Xiao Qian also woke up from the retreat, she saw the nine-colored deer hurriedly go out, and quickly chased out.

Qiu Chongshan and Gu Banyue also came to the door, just now they also had a feeling of heart palpitations, this feeling, Qiu Chongshan had felt once, that time, his father failed to break through, suffered a backlash and died.

Thinking about the actions of the nine-colored deer and Xiaoqian just now, it shouldn't be that his son had an accident, right?

Carpenter Yang walked out and stopped Qiu Chongshan and his wife who wanted to go out: "Don't go, you two, there are nine-colored deer for them, we can't help them if we go, maybe it will drag them down." ”

"Qiu Mingji has his own natural appearance, and God will bless him. And Qijin also followed, if he was in danger, Qijin would use his life to protect Qiu Ming back. ”

Qiu Chongshan and his wife stopped with worried faces, they knew that Carpenter Yang was right, but how could they not be anxious in their hearts? If they could, they would trade their lives for their son's peace.

……

This power wanted to invade Qiu Ming's internal organs, and even wanted to invade Qiu Ming's soul. Qiu Ming desperately resisted, he wanted to experience this force, but he didn't want to be completely occupied by this force, or even controlled.

Click~~Boom~~

The statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly shattered at the same time, but fortunately, there was no bigger explosion~~ explosion, and the force that invaded Qiu Ming's body finally stopped increasing.

Qiu Ming was overjoyed in his heart, he found that the power in his body was constantly passing, and it seemed that the power that had been improved through the formation had a time limit after all.

Qiu Ming threw a punch at the ground, and a huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground, this power was so strong, at least the great witches Qiu Ming had seen couldn't do this, maybe only the ancestral witches could do it.

He hadn't used all his strength yet, not because he didn't want to try the feeling of full strength, but because he couldn't control all of his power yet. Now with this strength alone, he was confident that he could fight the Ancestral Witch, and he even felt that he could win.

Now some top-notch weapons hit him, and probably none of them could hurt him. This kind of strong feeling made Qiu Ming very intoxicated.

No, this is not the power he cultivated himself!

Qiu Ming immediately stabilized his mind, and while continuing to comprehend this power, he would protect his soul and slowly expel this power from his body.

He will not retain any of these powers, and if he retains any of them, it may affect himself.

Qiu Ming didn't even use this power to strengthen the flesh~ body, because this power contained a trace of will, and he didn't know if this was the will of the Twelve Ancestors or the will of Pangu.

But no matter what it was, he didn't want it, he had to leave his body, and he couldn't leave a single thing.

The power disappeared quickly, and Qiu Ming also felt a little powerless. As this power was expelled from the body, his own spiritual power, the original flesh ~ body power, was also disappearing.

It's like a drop of ink in a glass of water, and he has to pour all the ink and then pour some water again to rinse it out to get rid of the stained water.

There may be other ways, but this one is the most straightforward and convenient. Of course, doing so also made Qiu Ming consume a lot.

Qiu Ming held the two pieces of immortal jade and poured some power into them, which he kept for later enlightenment, not to absorb them.

"Seven catties, these two pieces of immortal jade have been sealed!"

Finally heard the master speak, Yang Qijin immediately rushed over. When the statue of the Twelve Ancestors Witch shattered just now, he was nervous for a long time, and he also felt that the master's aura was rapidly weakening, becoming similar to an ordinary person.

Yang Qijin didn't ask what it was, but very obediently sealed the immortal jade first, and then looked at the master. He remembered that Master had said that he couldn't touch Master without permission.

This force came and went as fast as it came, in less than a quarter of an hour. That is to say, if the formation is activated, and the time for strength increase and strength clearance is removed, he will probably have half an hour to exert the power of no less than the peak ancestral witch.

If used well, it can play a great role at critical moments.

When the last trace of strength was expelled from his body, Qiu Ming could no longer stand still, his feet were weak, and he fell directly......