Qin Ming and the Ghost of Burial Sea plundered these hostages from the Burial God Island and tortured each of them for their identity. Not to mention that they had a comprehensive understanding, they knew about it at least about it. Among the sixty people, this young man is the most ordinary but most valuable! It was also from the mouths of these hostages that Qin Ming learned about the alchemist and the preciousness of this young man.

"Yao Wenwu, don't be excited. Let's talk about it carefully." Qin Ming called out the Dayan ancient sword, threw a sword flower in his hand, and fell lightly on the boy's neck.

The young man was very ordinary, and he also had an ordinary name "Yangshan". However, he was born with a fire body and had a strong talent for alchemy. He was found on a remote island by Zhutian Palace ten years ago. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, sweating all over his head. The sword edge of the ancient sword was very close to his neck, as if it might fall down at any time. The cold air conditioner made his body tremble. He was taken to the Burial God Island since he was very sensible, living on that remote and dark island, boring and calm, and without fighting with the world. He had never experienced such a terrifying scene, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do.

Yao Wenwu's brows were furrowed, and he was most afraid of something unexpected. He actually had an accident. He came forward to negotiate with Qin Ming himself. If it had not started yet, "Yangshan" would die first. Not to mention returning to the emperor, it would be lucky if the Black Stone Palace did not refine him into a war slave. "Qin Ming, don't be too happy too early. Do you really think that using a few hostages can threaten us? You are forcing yourself to the dead end."

"Let half of the people go first, you can let me go, and when I am safe, I will let my other half go. My request is that simple. If you can't even satisfy this, you will die with them. Before you die, you will be worth it." Qin Ming was relaxed on the surface, but his heart was always tense. So far, the Burial Sea Fan Lizard had no reaction, and the Holy Martial Arts did not respond. They were all calm and weird. Will they compromise easily? It is absolutely impossible!

Negotiating with this group of people is simply a trick with a tiger. If you make a mistake, you may never get rid of it. If you can't escape, you will be lucky. If you can't escape, you must always be prepared to fight to the death.

The Ghost of Burial Sea also felt the pressure. His attention kept sweeping over the two Burial Sea Fan Jinglilies and the holy martial arts on their backs. These people were too powerful. If nothing unexpected happened, the largest Burial Sea Fan Jinglilies was the leader of the Tianwu Realm. Among the more than a dozen Holy martial arts on its back, there were very likely Tianwu! These people were powerful and had more secret techniques. If they showed any flaws, they might be killed instantly.

Hostages are their only weapon now. Whether they can break through the siege depends on how they are used.

The four heavenly guards looked at the sky with a cold light flashing in their eyes. "Yangshan" must not die, and other hostages must not be surprised. They dispatched so many people, so it was impossible for Qin Ming to threaten them.

Tianwei Tiefutu reminded Yao Wenwu lightly: "Give you half a stick of incense to negotiate."

His meaning is the meaning of the other three Heavenly Guards. After all, Yao Wenwu is the emperor, and he is also the emperor in the Holy Martial Realm. He may be promoted to the Heavenly Guard in the future. This incident of the God Burial Island cannot be blamed entirely, so he can give him some time to express it. If half of the incense stick persuades Qin Ming to keep the hostages, this contribution is enough to change the Black Stone Palace and Yao Wenwu can return to the emperor. But if there is no result in half of the incense stick, I can only say regrets. They will take some risks by taking Qin Ming himself, and maybe they will take some risks, but as long as the time is correct, it is not difficult to erase Qin Ming and seize hostages. After all, they are Tianwu. Shengwu can regard Diwu as an ant, and Tianwu can also regard Shengwu as a lamb.

Yao Wenwu gritted his teeth and said, "Let Yangshan be released first, and I will order thirty names. As long as you check that you are not hurt, you can leave. We will never chase you within three days and three nights."

"Can I believe you?" Qin Ming's sword in his hand slowly slashed on Yangshan's neck. With Yangshan's weak constitution, even if Qin Ming just let go of his hand, the sharp Dayan ancient sword could make him look different.

"Don't be more aggressive, this is your only chance and my biggest concession."

Qin Ming thought for a while: "Let's name."

Yao Wenwu was excited and could not immediately say thirty names. They were all geniuses most valued by the Elders' Court, or had a very delicate identity. He saved these thirty people first and then took Yangshan away. Finally, he could give the Elders' Court an explanation. Then he could use tough means to take down Qin Ming. How many other hostages could save?

"Now, let go!" Yao Wenwu stood in the front and quietly made gestures with the Holy Martial Arts behind him. Once Qin Ming released the person, you can take action directly.

"Are these thirty people sure?"

"Confirm! Let people go!"

Qin Ming smiled strangely: "Okay! I'll detain these thirty people and Yangshan first, and I'll release them when I'm safe. Do you want the other twenty-nine people now? Or should I retreat a thousand meters and throw them to you?"

"Qin Ming! Are you fooling me?" Yao Wenwu was furious.

"It's not that I'm playing tricks on you, it's that you're so stupid. Don't always stay in Zhutian Palace for seclusion if you're okay. If you have more experience, you will grow faster." Qin Ming sneered, and finally determined who is the most precious to Zhutian Palace. Do you really think that others are fools?

Qin Ming made a gesture with the Ghost of the Canghai. The Ghost of the Canghai named Yao Wenwu and threw out the four people in front of him. Three men and one woman were the most valued geniuses in the Zhutian Palace, second only to the emperor's talent. The golden lion raised his head high, holding one with one mouthful, and the Ghost of the Canghai pinched one with his other hand, and Qin Ming also held one with his left hand. They were filled with powerful holy power, and they could kill the hostages at any time.

"Qin Ming, do you really think I can't cure you?" Yao Wenwu was furious and wished that God could strangle him to death.

"Enough!" A powerful general held Yao Wenwu down, slowly clasped his right hand, and the crisp sound of a crunch, and the strong breath locked Qin Ming. "We don't have time to procrastinate with you, let him go immediately, you can get out."

"I can still..." Yao Wenwu was about to persist, but was pushed back by his cold eyes.

This is a powerful general, at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts. He held a heavy hammer in black gold and stepped into the air, as if he was stepping on an invisible step, and walked towards Qin Ming step by step. His powerful aura was pressing towards the high altitude like a vast ocean.

Yao Wenwu's face was gloomy. Damn it, I can do it! He was anxious and could not take down Qin Ming. What did he use to negotiate with the chief elders in the Black Stone Palace?

The four Heavenly Guards ignored him and were disappointed! Yao Wenwu was indeed lacking, only talented, and lacked ability! I wanted to give half a stick of incense stick, but... forget it.

Qin Ming and Zhanhai Ghost were constantly retreating due to the fierce momentum, and even the spiritual shields on their bodies were stormed violently, like flames under the strong wind, flashing light and dark, and were about to be extinguished.

Qin Ming shouted: "Kill!!"

The golden lion's right head roared, its fangs closed, and the crackling sound bited the young man in his mouth, and blood splattered.

The powerful general's eyes were cold and burst into the sky. He made a heavy hammer in his hand, wrapping up the tsunami and thundering at Qin Ming and the Ghost of Burial Sea. At the same time, Tiefutu's hand was filled with a sharp light, and two silver needle-like energy bodies suddenly formed, locking Qin Ming and the Ghost of Burial Sea.

However……

Just as the whole audience was in a drastic change, the Burial Sea Fan Lizard suddenly twisted its body, swung the waves, and headed towards the front of the left. The Tianwei and the Holy Martial Arts frowned together, noticed a strange aura, and looked in the same direction.

clang!

A loud bang broke out at high altitude, and the sky trembled. The general spewed out blood, retreated from high altitude, and fell on the back of the Wanhai Fan Silk Lizard in a mess. The heavy hammer in his hand almost broke out, shattering the flesh of the palm of his palm, and the blood was dripping. He looked solemn, his face was pale, and his chest was churning.

Qin Ming and the Ghost of the Burial Sea were both ready to fight to the death, but were wrapped in a wonderful and dazzling star energy. Before he could react, he was carried back hundreds of meters by the energy and stopped on a small boat.
Chapter completed!