Chapter 109: Death Knight

Morrick laughed: "Those who know the times are Junjie, you are right." Hurry up and hand over the magic crystal!"

After that, he threw one million crystal cards on Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was bitter in his heart, but he was quick to secretly transform a Devil May Cry Stone into a magic crystal. These two things look so similar that it's easy to get confused if you don't tell them carefully. Obviously, Mo Ruike didn't think that a junior would dare to use a trick in front of him, took the Devil May Cry Stone, and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his legs: "It's a thick boy who knows current affairs, I'm leaving!"

After that, he twisted his fat ass and walked away, and the fat man Shi Xiang's whole person was messy: "Mo Ruike is the grandmaster of the seventh realm, you dare to play him if you are impatient?"

Qin Ming snorted and said: "What is that? Lao Tzu is Wang Dalei, the eldest son of Wang Kun of the Wang family, the heir of the future Wang family, the holy son of the Tiandimen today, I am the proud son of the sky, why should I be afraid of this kind of goods?"

Shi Xiang was shocked, he didn't expect that this guy turned out to be the Wang family, and he was also the son of Wang Kun, who had already stepped to the peak of the eighth realm!

"It turned out to be the son of the Wang family, it's really outside. The Wang family is wealthy, no wonder you can come up with so many magic crystals and spars. ”

Qin understood him at a glance, and the grass on the wall was talking about people like Shi Xiang.

The old man secretly said, "Go to the one hundred and fifty-seventh floor!"

Qin Ming nodded, chose the number to go to the one hundred and fifty-seventh layer, and then stepped into the teleportation array with the magic crystal in his hand.

There was a trance in front of him, and the bizarre scenery was rapidly retreating around him, and the sacred hall was crossed layer by layer, and Qin Ming successfully reached the one hundred and fifty-seventh floor.

The 157th floor of the Holy Temple

The light here is weak, and the surrounding terrain is undulating. Countless swords have been inserted on the ground by unknown people, and each sword symbolizes a period of vicissitudes of life.

This floor is actually a sword mound!

Countless broken swords are clustered on this layer, forming a very special landscape. Qin Ming walked in this sword mound, gently stroking these broken swords full of ancient charm, and constantly sighed in his heart, who was holding these giant swords in battle before the endless years?

Faintly, Qin Ming seemed to be able to sense that these broken swords had a very special purpose for existing, and the swords in the sword mound formed a large circle, forming a magic circle, and there was no sword in the center of the magic circle, but a wisp of primordial spirit was sealed. The primordial god looked languishing, and the aura in it was very similar to that of the old man.

The old man was a little excited and said, "That's a wisp of the old man's primordial spirit, it is a part of the original source, and it must be retrieved!"

The old man has a great favor to himself, Qin Ming thought to himself, now it is time to repay the favor.

He crossed the many broken swords, entered the array eye, and stood in front of the wisp of primordial god. This wisp of Yuanshen's powerful spell was sealed, and there was a strong aura of death circulating on it, devouring the last remaining power of this Yuanshen.

"Either way, we still have to try to break the formation. ”

Qin Ming took a step forward, slowly squatted down and put his palm on the ground, the ethereal heart method worked silently in his heart, and a force was injected into the magic circle along the meridians.

In an instant, countless broken swords outside the magic circle suddenly flew upside down, all shooting towards Qin Ming!

There may have been thousands of these broken swords, all of which shot at Qin Ming at the same time, and it was also at the same time that the power of the bloodline of the fourth realm was opened to the extreme without Qin Ming noticing.

Agility increases, spiritual power increases!

Within a breath, Qin Ming's figure swept over the thousands of broken swords and landed on a broken cut at the top of this layer. Qin Ming panted and looked at the broken sword that was falling again in front of him, and patted his chest with palpitations: "I didn't expect that there would be this kind of mechanism, if it wasn't activated by the power of the bloodline, maybe I would have died inside!"

The old man's primordial spirit was sealed by this strange formation, if he used his spiritual power in it, it would trigger the death mechanism in the array, and even Qin Ming couldn't guarantee that the power of the bloodline would save his life again next time.

"The key to the eye of the array is the arrangement of the broken sword, you have already triggered the mechanism once, so this circle is equivalent to being broken!"

The old man said firmly, when this magic circle was set up, he didn't consider the result that there would be people alive after the mechanism was triggered, so after the mechanism was touched, the sword was broken, and it couldn't seal this wisp of primordial spirit.

Qin Ming cautiously fell from the fracture and took down the wisp of primordial spirit. Holding it in the palm of your hand, you can clearly feel a familiar atmosphere very similar to the old man, but there are also different parts of it.

At the same time as taking down the Yuan Shen, a tall black shadow appeared behind Qin Ming.

The old man subconsciously reminded: "Be careful!"

Qin Ming instinctively rolled aside with the Yuan Shen in his arms, and the next moment the earth in front of him was directly shattered by a ridiculously large giant sword, and among the rubble dances, you can see that the black shadow is a knight riding a death horse, and that giant sword is actually a ridiculously long spear, this is a death knight who guards the formation!

After the death knight appeared, he slashed down with one shot again, and the spear wind had already reached the power of the wind blade technique, although Qin Ming dodged, he was still scratched all over his body, and he could only flee everywhere.

"The power of the peak of the sixth realm, how can this be beaten!"

Qin Ming's heart was broken, he didn't expect to encounter such a tricky opponent just after he arrived at the Divine Temple, the strength of the peak of the sixth realm was simply to completely crush his own existence, and he didn't even have a chance to fight. What's more, if he released his spiritual power here again, it might also attract a second attack from those broken swords, and Qin Ming didn't want to take this risk.

This is an absolute gap, which cannot be made up by anything else, Qin Ming's current strength is in the early stage of the fourth realm, and the gap with the death knight is huge, and he is not able to compete at all.

The power of the Death Knight was almost devastating, but it was not difficult to dodge, Qin Ming used all the body skills he could think of, and only then did he miss a move. When he looked back, he saw that the Death Knight was still attacking the afterimage left behind him.

"This guy's attack method is very simple, it seems that he has no intelligence, and he attacks all by instinct. ”

Qin Ming suddenly realized, in this way, if he wanted to dodge this guy's attack, he only needed to do it like in the Chaos Demon Valley.

The old man said, "I remember that there is a secret passage on this floor, you go to the left-hand side!"

On the far left side of this level, there is a passage hidden behind a boulder, which I would have found if I hadn't looked carefully.

The death knight behind him was in hot pursuit, and Qin Ming could only burrow into the passage head-on, and through this secret passage, there was the next layer in front of him.

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