Chapter 42: Escape

Qiu Ming looked back and saw that there was no one, but he didn't believe that a person who wanted to kill him would let him go lightly. The figure paused slightly, and shot into the distance.

"Hmph, so slow, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time. A familiar and contemptuous voice cleaved overhead.

Qiu Ming's whole body couldn't help but tremble, and when he looked up, he saw that Feng Jin was suspended above his head. Knowing the fate of the sky, the rumors are true, although this fact is proven, but it is very bad news for Qiu Ming. Qiu Ming didn't have time to think about it, a vertical leap landed and shot into the distance, running was his talent, an innate talent, so he believed that few people in the world could outrun him.

However, in the face of the overhaul of the Knowing Destiny Realm, he really didn't have much confidence to escape.

Qiu Ming watched the other party's movements as he ran, only to see a white light chasing after him at an extremely fast speed. Qiu Ming instantly realized: Escape light, the speed of the sky is fast to a certain point, and the escape light will be formed, but this is a magical power that can only be found in the middle of the Knowing Destiny Realm, could it be that the other party's cultivation is in the middle of the Knowing Destiny Realm?

"Escape, is it any wonder that the other party's speed is faster than your own?"

"Qiu boy, you can die in peace. ”

The light in the air did not stop, but the black arrows poured down from the top of his head like a rain of fire, instantly dyeing Qiu Ming's body into a sea of fire.

"Black Spirit Pure Fire?" Qiu Ming, who was in the sea of fire, had an extremely gloomy face, and exclaimed: "This guy has actually learned the Black Spirit Pure Fire?" But as long as I hide in the crowd, he won't dare to use this magic power indiscriminately." ”

Thinking of this, Qiu Ming rushed out of the sea of fire and rushed into the distance. The sea of fire behind him changed its formation, and in an instant, the water rushed endlessly, as if it had opened its mind, and it was necessary to bite Qiu Ming.

Feng Jin sneered in the retreat, obviously guessed Qiu Ming's little trick, and as soon as the speed was raised, he reached the top of the opponent's head in front of him, blocking the latter's way, and then at the sound of the divine bow in his hand, a black arrow shot down like a meteor catching the moon.

Hearing the abnormal movement above his head, Qiu Ming hurriedly stopped his body, looked up and went away, but saw a pitch-black river belt in front of him, and the water was rushing down to the sky, and this river belt burned the entire sky black, like a black night, and burned the whole sky so hot and unbearable, like a huge burning furnace.

"Run, you can't run, you can't fight, you can't win. Qiu Mingdun had an illusion that his whole body was out of strength: "Could it be that God wants me Qiu Ming's death?"

Seeing Shui Yan pouring in, Qiu Ming jumped to the roof on the left side to avoid the turbulent Shui Yan, he didn't dare to stay in place and continued to run.

"Still want to escape?" Although Feng Jin was a little surprised by Qiu Ming's extreme struggle and the speed of his response, he didn't believe that the other party could escape from his palm alive.

Qiu Ming tried his best to find a route with many people and all mortals to escape, and his own speed was not slow, he didn't believe that hiding in the crowd could escape a Divine Consciousness who knew the fate of a realm cultivator, and this guy also opened his own inner eye Apocalypse.

"Really cunning, want the old man to kill mortals and trigger the punishment of the heaven and earth contract?" Feng Jin couldn't help but burst into rudeness, and then sneered: "Hmph, I'm afraid the old man's moves will disappoint you, the stars and rain." ”

Under the bright sky, black sparks suddenly appeared, as if consciously rushing into the crowd, bypassing mortals and stabbing towards Qiu Ming's meteor to catch the moon. At first sight, Qiu Ming was shocked, a plunderer escaped from the crowd in a hurry, and the crowd at this time was no longer his talisman, but instead became a barrier to prevent him from escaping.

The divine sense of knowing the fate realm is powerful, and he can control his Yan to attack his opponent as he wishes, and even achieve zero consumption of Yan.

"Good skills, talent is so demonic, hehe, the old man has changed his mind now, after killing you as a child, buy your corpse shell for other major repairs, and you will definitely earn a lot of red gold." ”

Qiu Ming scolded the shamelessness of the other party's behavior and the meanness of his methods, and at the same time, he had to flee extremely quickly. The latter chased all the way to Dunguang, clinging to Qiu Ming's escape route. Slowly, Feng Jin realized the fact that he couldn't shorten the distance between the two with ten percent of his speed, and even when he relaxed a little, the distance between the two was widened by the other party.

Qiu Ming naturally also noticed the abnormality in his body: an illusion of boiling blood, as if the whole person was burning and beating like fire. He could clearly feel that his running was extremely harmoniously integrated with the entire space, which was conducive to his better running and escape.

The two of them rushed out of Yongnan County one after the other, all the way to the Black Spirit Jinghai.

Looking at the back running in front of him, Feng Jin was extremely depressed in his heart; he was a major cultivator in the middle of the fateful realm, and he was definitely a person walking sideways on the mainland, he could kill whoever he wanted, and he would definitely not survive tomorrow if he wanted to die; but today, he was actually sullen in front of a small cultivator whose cultivation was only an inch.

"The old man is going to kill you!" Feng Jin was completely furious, and his hideous face was full of unwillingness and evil spirit.

Hidden blood escaped, Feng Jin performed a secret method, and the white light was instantly dyed red, like a delicate blood flower poured with blood, and the speed soared in a straight line.

Qiu Ming also saw the other party's abnormal changes, and a kind of helplessness swelled up in his heart, he knew in his heart that no matter how evil his talent was, it was impossible to increase his speed again.

Feng Jin, who had performed the forbidden technique, clearly felt that the distance between the two was rapidly shortening, and his face was slowly covered with hideousness, as if he had foreseen the scene of the latter's death in the wilderness.

The Black Spirit Pure Fire is worthy of the name of Shui Yan, and the roaring river water rushes on the ground in an instant, instantly leaving Qiu Ming with no place to stand.

The black water with a deafening thunderous sound rushed towards Qiu Ming, and he closed his eyes slightly, since there was no way to avoid it, he simply gave up struggling.

"Tear up!"

With a strange tear, there was an extra person in front of Qiu Ming's body out of thin air, and he saw that this person was dressed in plain white brocade clothes, and his arms were stretched out, as if he wanted to support the city gate to prevent it from closing. Boom, when the swarming black spirit pure fire surged in front of the other party, it disappeared out of thin air.

Qiu Ming didn't know what was going on because he was standing behind the person who came. But Feng Jin could see what happened clearly, and the other party was clearly tearing the void and breaking into the human world from the underworld, and this was obviously a magical power that only a cultivator of the Void Realm could have.

"Knowing the middle of the fate realm?" Feng Jin waited for the cultivation of the person who came to see clearly, and the fear in his heart disappeared slightly, but what surprised him was that the other party actually had the magical ability to live and not die in the underworld.

In the cultivator world, everyone knows that the underworld is dangerous and abnormal, and the Yan of the underworld alone is not something that any cultivator can deal with.

"Black Spirit Pure Fire?" The person who came stared at Feng Jin with cold eyes, and when he saw that the other party's cultivation was already in the middle of the Knowing Destiny Realm, his face softened slightly, but his tone was still unabated and said coldly: "Could it be that this fellow Daoist doesn't know that as a major cultivator, he can't arbitrarily use the forbidden fire to deal with the iron law of lowly cultivators?"