Chapter 167: The Surging Beasts

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Step, dash, dagger, turn.

Like a master of the art of assassination who has been dancing on the tip of a knife for a long time, all the movements are done in one go.

The audience outside the arena could almost only see a lilac afterimage shuttling back and forth in the air, and everywhere they went, a savage ancient beast fell in response, or its heart was simply pierced through neatly, or the head that had just been installed was once again cut off by a sharp blade.

The spider venom quenched on the blade exploded in an instant as the dagger pierced into their bodies.

Even if Qi Ming's angle when he took out the dagger was slightly off, deviating the vital point, the ensuing spider venom would also complete the mending knife in an instant.

Wherever they passed, there was no one who joined them.

Qi Ming's body, which was close to the level of refining gods, was vividly exerted at this moment.

is different from Dawa, who relies on innate divine power, but only his strength and defense meet the standard of refining gods...... It is even surpassed in strength, and slightly inferior in other aspects.

Qi Ming's divine body is completely moving in the direction of all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor.

Any item taken out separately is not the top among the gourd babies, ranking second or third, but all the indicators are combined...... In the end, Qi Ming was created as a decathlon monster.

Since the awakening of the Savage Ancient Beast, it has only been ten breaths.

But when I saw the purple figure flickering, I regained my footing.

Within a radius of 200 meters, there were no other living creatures except Qi Ming.

The scene was silent for a while, and only the sound of Ji manipulating the treasure gourd, following his body diligently collecting the essence of another dead ancient beast, and flying in and out of the air.

"Theoretically, I think...... I should have changed careers to become an Assassin. ”

Qi Ming carried this short dagger that only engraved the word "ghost", looked around for a while, and sighed with a little emotion, "In the red dust of murder, get out of the white blade and ......"

As the awakening time of the Treasure Gourd became longer and longer, Qi Ming's cultivation gradually increased, and the limit of the range that the Treasure Gourd could detect was no longer limited to the small place at the beginning.

Today's treasure gourd, the limit position that can fly out has expanded to a radius of ten feet.

Hearing Qi Ming's words, the treasure gourd finished collecting the remaining flesh and blood essence from the last ancient beast corpse, and the purple light on the surface of the gourd trembled slightly, and then the whole gourd was submerged into Qi Ming's body again.

The majestic ancient beast spirit entered the body, and at the same time, the voice of the ancient beast also sounded slowly.

"That's true, I was an assassin in the first place. ”

"Then you are ......"

"But then I slowly discovered that there are few people in this world who are qualified to be assassinated by me,"

"Oh. ”

Damn, he pretended to be a force again if he wasn't careful.

......

As Qi Ming gradually deepened, the pressure from the surrounding barbarian ancient beasts also increased step by step.

At first, it was just the revival of ancient beasts with a radius of one hundred meters and two hundred meters, and there were only one or twenty in total, so it was not difficult to deal with.

But when the range of the Savage Ancient Beast that was resurrected at one time gradually rose to four hundred meters or eight hundred meters...... Even when I started to use "li" as a unit.

Qi Ming wanted to deal with it as easily as before...... It's a fool's dream.

Hundreds of barbarian ancient beasts surged towards Qi Ming in unison, and waves of unsettled waves rose again and again, and what assassinations were killed one by one became empty words.

Qi Ming suddenly understood why Ji would give up his good dark talent back then, and instead light up the warrior's skill talent tree......

In his time, racial wars were fought for supremacy, and millions of lives were fought at every turn......

Assassins are the least promising profession......

Seeing the barbarian ancient beasts sweeping in all directions like a tide, I saw a short dagger with quenching poison flying up and down...... was stunned by Qi Ming's momentum of biting Jin Xuanhua's axe.

At the same time, the rest of the people were not always idle.

After recuperating for a while, they all embarked on the road of progress again, and encountered the current Qi Ming's predicament one after another.

The overwhelming tide of beasts rushed in, and the combat power of the before, middle and late stages of the Yudan was unequal, such a spectacular scene, I was afraid that anyone would have a numb scalp and gasp.

And at this moment, these blood fighters have not even completed the formal meeting, they have encountered such a crisis first, and it is very likely that they have not even encountered other opponents, and they will be the first to be overwhelmed by this herd of beasts and eliminated by the mobs......

In the face of this situation, I have no intention of retreating, but everyone gritted their teeth and fought, revealing their magical powers, and the scene was extremely spectacular for a while.

......

If you say that the most relaxed one on the field now, it is not Miao Da Meow, who is manipulating the army of beast corpses to fight and fight, and it is not Qi Ming, who is riding a dagger...... It's a gourd baby who is secretly rubbing and quietly hiding.

At this moment, everyone else is fighting, either lightly or solemnly...... But all in all are fighting.

Only this guy was looking with interest at the herd of beasts that were wandering around like headless flies below, and from time to time throwing a few wind blades downward, teasing cats and fishes as carelessly.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

"I flew all the way invisibly, and I didn't touch any mechanism on the ground...... I didn't feel like I had crossed any barriers...... "Liuwa supported her right hand with her left hand and chin with her right hand, with a deep contemplative expression, "So these stupid things...... How the hell is it resurrected, and what are the triggers?"

Liuwa pondered about the cause and effect for a while, but still couldn't notice anything wrong, frowned and made a bitter face, and didn't react for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been, and the group of savage ancient beasts below are still wandering around aimlessly.

Liuwa finally seemed to have given up thinking, her brows suddenly relaxed, and she sighed softly.

"Either way. ”

A murmur sounded, and it was particularly clear in this empty world.

Almost instantly, the beasts below caught the direction the figure was coming from, and suddenly looked up towards the sky......

In the end, he still found nothing, and all he saw was the blue sky and white clouds, and the scarlet runes and chains that blocked the entire heaven and earth at the top.

Just as there was a look of confusion in their eyes, they couldn't make any further moves.

In mid-air.

A pale cyan wind vortex appeared coldly.

Instinctive uneasiness swept through every corner of the hearts of the beasts below in an instant.

Originally, they had not been able to find their target, and after a long time of fruitless searching, the herd of beasts that had just quieted down suddenly became agitated.

The Savage Ancient Beasts craned their necks and roared into the sky, as if such an action could scare away the unknown existence.

In the end, it was in vain.

Instead, as their roars grown.

That vortex was also surging out of thin air almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three feet.

One zhang.

Sanzhang.

Ten zhang.

Thirty zhang.

In just a few moments, the pale cyan tornado formed in an instant, ravaging the land mercilessly.

As time passed, the terrifying roars of the Savage Ancient Beasts gradually turned into bitter wails......

After ten breaths, the wind is calm.

A land of flesh and blood. (To be continued.) )