He lowered his head and counted the gains and losses of this battle: he lost his eyes, but he got a strange wind magic power, as for his cultivation, his face suddenly changed, and then he said in ecstasy: his cultivation has been fully restored, and he has even successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Knowing Destiny Realm.

He smiled and nodded, probably due to the fact that when he devoured Chanagawa's corpse, even the other party's cultivation was also devoured. Then he happily stroked the sword mark tattoo on his right arm, there is no doubt that this is a life-saving technique at the bottom of the box, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

He turned his head to the Wanmu Seal, and his vision was lightly cast over.

"I understand, it turned out to be the wind, and it was the wind that made me see the surroundings clearly. ”

For the Wind Spirit Clan, a gentle breeze would outline a person's movements, outlines, and even clear appearance, just as they saw with their own eyes and what their divine sense had seen, and even their wind divine powers were more accurate and accurate than the eyes and divine senses of ordinary cultivators.

"What's that?"

Qiu Ming's face twitched slightly.

The voice of the Seven Evils replied in his mind: "Qiu Xiao, the old man estimated that it was the great battle of your side, which attracted the aura of the Far North, and then touched the Bingyan there, especially the Ten Thousand Wood Seal, which was easier to attract Bingyan's counterattack or siege. ”

Qiu Ming nodded, the thousand-year-old Bingyan Stone was originally born to imprison the Seven Evils, so it is not difficult to imagine that it triggered the Bingyan in the extreme north. But the most tricky thing at the moment is that this Ritsu Kagawa is dead, and his Wanmu seal can't be broken for a while, and now that Bingyan is attacking violently, how can he avoid this misfortune?

Qiu Ming re-tuned his vision to the direction where Bingyan was coming: Bingyan, flowing like water, freezing like ice, burning everything like Yan. The overwhelming ice Yan ignited the rich aura of the entire void and the snow of the extreme north on the earth, and looked at the fierce formation. It's no less than a spark enough to start a prairie fire.

The strange combination of water, ice, and Yan burned the entire void to the point of distortion, as if it was about to devour everything.

"It burns faster than I could have imagined. ”

Bang, click, boom, crackle. There were four different voices in his ears, and the strange sound was unusually close, it turned out that Bingyan burned to the front and ignited the entire Wanmu Seal.

First of all, a thin layer of ink ice was attached to the ten thousand trees, and then there was the ink Yan under the ice.

A cold and a scorching heat, two completely different and extreme forms are strangely combined. It seems that the combination of Yan and ice comes from ancient times, from the beginning of heaven and earth.

"Bump!"

After a muffled sound, Bingyan invaded all the way down, igniting the surrounding void. Liuyan is very fast. In an instant, it poured from the top of his head to Qiu Ming's body.

Qiu Ming couldn't help but snort in pain, only to see that a thin layer of ink-colored ice was instantly attached to his body, a strange cold. The eerie scorching heat, this is the first feeling after coming into contact with Bingyan.

Even the Yan Ling in his mind didn't know whether he was shivering from the cold or convulsing from the heat.

"This Yan still wants to devour my Yan Ling?"

When I realized this strange phenomenon. Qiu Ming was not shocked, and immediately held his mind, and adjusted the wind and spirit powers in the group to stop Na Yan's invasion. What I didn't expect. With a muffled sound, the ice Yan in the sky actually burned all the supernatural powers, and in an instant, the inside and outside of his entire body were full of inky black Bingyan, and even his seven orifices were spraying Bingyan outward.

"This time it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape death? This Yan seems to be extremely mediocre, but I guess it is a divine fire, alas, I really don't know how the predecessors of the Seven Evil Spirits survived this inhuman pain?"

Qiu Ming closed his eyes weakly, and his consciousness had gradually blurred.

"Qiu Xiao, don't try to resist Bingyan with your supernatural powers, you should think that it is forging your Seven Evil Flesh. ”

"Me"

Qiu Ming was speechless for a while, he really wanted to find out the seven evils of the hindsight, and then beat him up. He couldn't help but despise the other party, what is the use of saying this in this situation? Is it too late?

Want to remove the supernatural power from under Bingyan's nose? Qiu Ming shook his head, it was impossible at all, Nayan was like a king who had bitten his mouth to death, how could it be so easy to let it go?

"If nothing else, I'm going to die. ”

Qiu Ming's last thought before fainting.

Touch, there was a sudden explosion, and the burning and frozen Wanmu seal suddenly disappeared, and a cyan figure rushed out of the seal, which was the forgotten resurrection god corpse.

I saw others glance at it, and Qiu Ming, who was frozen on the ground and was constantly twitching into a shrimp shape under the Yan, immediately stretched out his left hand into the distance, and said coldly: "A wisp of remnants, dare to be majestic in front of the deity?"

I saw that after a white light, all the traces of Bingyan within a radius of thousands of miles were lost, as if there was no zài. On the other hand, Qiu Ming had already been burned to a black charcoal, and there was no trace of ice Yan invasion on his body.

"This talent is really weak, and he will be thirty years old, but he has not yet become a master of the Three Realms, I really don't know if you can successfully advance to a true god in the true god stage. ”

The man roared indifferently, and immediately sat down beside Qiu Ming, his hands on his knees, and supported his chin with a thoughtful look.

After about a while, the man turned his gaze to Qiu Ming: "It only took one year for the deity to ascend from the mortal realm to a true god, and you?" The man snorted coldly when he said this: "With such a weak talent, if I kill you and replace you, I wonder if these three realms will perish early?"

The man stretched out his hands and pointed at Qiu Ming, but halfway through the release, he suddenly closed them, looking hesitant.

"Well, the deity will give you another chance, and if within three years, you have not succeeded in becoming a true god, I will replace you. ”

After saying this, I saw that the other person's right hand reached into his arms, and when he pulled it out again, it was a green glow.

"Go ahead!"

shook it casually, but saw that the green mang covered Qiu Ming's whole person. (To be continued......)