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However, when Qi Ming was really in the canyon, he craned his neck to count the swarms of sickle wind ferrets flying in the sky, trying to find out where the latter really was...... Still looking straight.

Lie down in a groove!

It is necessary to find the only true body from the thousands of small sickle wind weasels...... Qi Ming really wanted to ask, have you played with everyone to find fault?

The Sickle Wind Weasel flies extremely fast, and even if it is limited in this narrow canyon, it is still almost unimaginably fast.

How fast is the wind?

The sickle wind weasel that was so small that it was only the size of a human child's palm, if it was a single figure flying in front of Qi Ming, let alone seeing it clearly, Qi Ming could even count every hair on its body clearly.

But once that number started to grow, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand......

The terrifying tide of ferrets flew in front of him, almost a blur, not to mention seeing the hair structure clearly, it was not easy to distinguish them individually, let alone from these thousands of flesh and blood incarnations, to screen out the true body.

Is this a human thing?

Qi Ming just looked at it for a while, and began to feel that even his head was a little swollen, and he had to stretch out his index finger and press his temple, mobilizing his spiritual power to stimulate and moisten the acupoints at all times, so that he could barely support it and keep his brain power from drying up.

Rao is like this, and he can also see Qi Ming's dizziness, his eyes are black from time to time, and two black and shiny eye circles quietly climb up his cheeks at some point, and his face has become extremely poor, as if he has been overindulged in several nights without sleep, and he is extremely haggard.

But Qi Ming didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would make a mistake or omission, so he let the main owner go, so wouldn't he be busy working blindly?

So far, I can only grit my teeth.

The swarm of scythe weasels were still in the air, weaving from canyon to ravine, high and high, ignoring the boy below who was lying on his neck and glaring at a pair of bloodshot red eyes as big as brass bells.

The seal is ahead, and the sickle is surging and nervous, so how can he have the leisure to think about anything else?

It had made a move with Qi Ming before, and Qi Ming's strength was also roughly assessed, knowing that his strength was not bad and he was a strong opponent, and he didn't want to entangle with him, so he thought that Qi Ming couldn't help it, so naturally he didn't take him to heart.

One is the immediate enemy, and the other is the survival plan related to the life or death of the entire race.

No matter how low the beast's intelligence was, the Weasel was not so stupid that it couldn't even tell the difference between right and wrong.

After all, as a god refining beast, the sickle wind weasel has initially possessed a certain ability to think and judge, although it is limited, but it is more than enough to make this small choice at the moment, and low intelligence means that the mind is simple and uncomplicated.

After all, there is no existence in the team of fierce beasts who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they will not like their own people in every way, and they will grovel to the slaves of foreign tribes.

The reason for its current series of actions is simply "the race is going extinct" and "I can save everyone".

That's all.

That's enough for it to pay with its life.

And it's not just it, but it also includes the Star Eater Beast, the Congyun Dragon, and the other seven guardian beasts that are still sleeping, and even the ordinary fierce beasts that are in a daze and fighting with the Blood Fighters out of instinct.

......

"Are you a melon?"

Qi Ming was frowning, concentrating on carefully screening each sickle wind weasel flying over his head, and a mockery floated in his ears coldly, which suddenly woke Qi Ming up from his state of concentration.

Qi Ming raised his eyebrows angrily, and couldn't help but turn his head to stare at the treasure gourd floating in mid-air on the side, and this stare missed the number of sickle wind ferrets flying by.

Fortunately, Qi Ming immediately realized this, and hurriedly turned his head, and was about to set off to catch up with him to inspect, but his body shook but almost tripped and fell, and it took a while to regain stability, and then he realized that he had consumed too much energy.

"I've seen melons, but I've never seen you like this. Ji didn't seem to see Qi Ming's embarrassment, but instead shouted again.

Qi Ming was a little annoyed by what he said, and was about to say something to fight back, but he thought about it in a blink of an eye, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he smiled.

"Look at you, you're pretty sure...... Tell me which one is the real body?" Qi Ming blinked, and suddenly became murderous, "I'll stab it to death with a dagger!"

"Hmph......" Tsugao sneered incomprehensibly.

Qi Ming's look looked more and more intense......

Ji coughed lightly, and Yun Qingfeng replied lightly: "I don't know." ”

"???" Qi Ming was a little surprised.

"You think that the soul will be able to see the soul?" Ji was a little dissatisfied, "What's more, I'm trapped here now, and my sense is limited, if it gets closer, I can recognize it......"

"Phew, I can recognize it even if it gets close!" Qi Ming couldn't help but be furious, "What do you want......?

I don't know how many sickle wind weasels flew by, and Qi Ming's hard work was all in vain, how can I not be annoyed...... Of course, it wasn't him who annoyed him the most......

It's an old god of war who has a glass heart attack and is embarrassed and angry.

"Who is useless to say bastard?" he sneered, "Let me tell you, if you use this stupid method, I'm afraid that if you look for it a hundred and eighty times over and over again, you may not be able to find its true body!"

"What can you do?

"Turn on my purple pupils first......"

"It's my purple pupils, and I don't keep them open?" Qi Ming couldn't help but interject, his eyes really glowing with a faint purple light.

He had opened his purple pupils before, and he could barely see the swarm of sickle wind weasel clearly, otherwise with ordinary eyesight, he would only be afraid that he would have passed in the wind as soon as possible.

"Ignorance!" exclaimed Ji very unpleasantly, "not like that!"

"How do you use that?" Qi Ming asked very humbly.

"Close your eyes!"

Qi Ming didn't question it again, and closed his eyes as he said.

"My purple pupils, when they open, they are yang, and when they are combined, they have their own wonderful uses, and you can experience them carefully in the future. After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Now, tell me what you see?"

Nonsense, what else can you see when you close your eyes?

Qi Mingqiang resisted the urge to complain in his heart, and replied honestly: "I saw a dark ......"

"Good. Ji probably saw the fluctuations in Qi Ming's heart, but he didn't have the urge to deal with him, "Calm down, calm your spirit, and look carefully." ”

Although Qi Ming was puzzled, he did not question the instructions of the great god and did as he was told.

He came through as a modern person, his mind jumped out of his mind, and he was always a little impetuous, but he had been cultivating for a while, and his mind had settled down a lot.

However, at the moment when he settled down.

Something unexpected happened.

In the boundless darkness in front of him, a little light suddenly lit up, very close to himself, if he was leaving, it was very weak, as if it would be extinguished at any time, but it was never extinguished, as if it had existed here forever.

"What's that?"

Qi Ming was stunned in his heart, and almost fell out of the state of being settled, but fortunately, he stabilized his mind in time, and then he barely calmed down.

Unexpectedly, in that little light, there was a sudden voice.

"This is the soul lamp, each soul lamp represents a soul, and the lamp in front of you is me. ”

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to notice something, his perspective moved down, and he suddenly found that he didn't know when, and it had become a soul fire, but compared to the Ji, it was brighter and brighter than many times, just like the stars than the moon, much stronger.

Rao is Qi Ming, and he can't help but sigh secretly at this time, the dignified generation of supreme war gods has now fallen to such a state.

"It's a barren place, and there's no other living thing, which makes it much easier. Ji didn't have any feelings, as if he had long been accustomed to it, "My soul fire is too weak to feel it, you can look at it carefully." ”

Qi Ming was stunned, then he came to his senses and got down to business, and quickly gathered his spirit, carefully probing in all directions, and after a while, he really saw another soul lamp not far away, so small that it was even a little insignificant, even weaker than Ji.

If it's not a sickle weasel, who will it be!