"Dad..." Qin Lan woke up and hugged Qin Ming and refused to let go. Her big eyes were filled with tears. The little girl was still trapped in the nightmare of being blown away by the heavy punch of the Titan War Ape, and was frightened. Although she had experienced many dangers, she was either with Qin Ming or Bai Hu and Yang Dianfeng, and was more of a joke and never worried about her safety. However, the thrilling scene made her feel terrified. The violent punch broke into the void and tore her face apart.

The drastic changes and fear at that moment made the little girl feel lingering.

"Don't cry, don't cry, dad is here." Qin Ming hugged Qin Lan, gently and safely, just wake up. After all, he has the physique of the reincarnation of the Elf Queen, and has recovered very well, leaving no hidden dangers.

The force in Yang Dianfeng's body became stronger and stronger, spreading to his whole body, and the mysterious light flashed, like countless elves surrounding him, quickly healing his injuries. If you look carefully, you will find that strange fluctuations hidden deep in the mysterious power began to penetrate into every inch of muscle with the rebirth of flesh and blood, as if they were merging with this brand new body.

In just one day, Qin Lan's mood was slightly stable, but she held Qin Ming and refused to let go. Yang Dianfeng could no longer see obvious injuries outside, but it would take some time for the internal organs and bones inside to recover.

Both of them recovered well, and Qin Ming's heart was slowly let go.

Baihu was about to go outside to be alert, but Qin Ming shouted: "No one dared to come here now."

The news that the three princes of the Eight Wilderness Beast Realm, the Titan War Ape, and the Bauhinia Unicorn all died in battle have almost begun to spread. No one dared to cause trouble for them again. The Tianwu Realm did not dare to offend again for a while, and even Wuhui Realm Tian may change its strategy again, so they are relatively safe in a short period of time.

"We have something more important. Come on, try to accept this power." Qin Ming's fingertips condensed a dark force and stabbed into the body of the white tiger. He could resist the mystery of the curse himself, but if Gong Yifeng shifted his target and aimed at the white tiger, it would be troublesome. After all, the white tiger carries the curse of the thousands of beasts of the White Tiger clan. Although it lasted for ten thousand years, it was just immune, not completely disappeared. Once it was really stimulated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The White Tiger carefully and vigilantly guided the Netherworld power to seep into the blood vessels. When it came into contact with the soul, it was normal at first, without any resistance or any special reaction. However, when the black body soaked in the whole body and gradually connected into a whole, the killing soul in the White Tiger's body suddenly awakened, and violently impacted the Black Netherworld power, swept across the blood vessels of the whole body, shattering like a shattering, and cleared all Netherworld power in a blink of an eye.

"Is the resistance so strong?" Qin Ming frowned slightly, feeling the awakened murderous soul in the white tiger's body in surprise. Even he felt a cold murderous aura, as if a pair of terrible eyes penetrated the white tiger's body and stared at him, with a cold warning.

The White Tiger tried to control the killing soul, sealed it deep in the bloodline, nodded to Qin Ming, and signaled him to continue. They had experienced the power of the blood curse before, and even Qin Ming screamed in pain, and his whole body twitched. It can be seen that the secret of the curse is really powerful, and it was also worried that Gong Yifeng would curse its thousands of beasts.

"Take it slowly, don't hurry, try a few more times." Qin Ming pulled the power of the Netherworld and broke into the White Tiger's body again. However, even if the White Tiger tried his best to suppress the Killing Soul, the Killing Soul was very resistant to this power and could not leave any marks.

They thought of various ways and kept adjusting, but they tried it more than ten times in a row but had no effect.

Qin Ming did not dare to use too strong power, worried that the curse would not be able to be cleaned up, which would affect the bloodline power of the White Tiger.

Qin Ming thought about it for a while and invited the Shura Sword out and floated on the white tiger to let it feel this power. "I try to control the Shura Sword. You try to guide this power in your own way, and you don't have to leave marks and power in your blood. You can try to form a layer of protection on your whole body, just like... By the way! It's like your white tiger battle suit!"

The White Tiger stared at the Shura Sword vigilantly for a while, feeling and adapting to the bitter murderous aura. It knew very well that the power and terror of the sword were not easily introduced into its body. Even if Qin Ming controlled it, it would not do it. It carefully tested it many times before it began to pull the power at the gesture of Qin Ming, condensing the Shura Sword Clothes like a white tiger battle suit.

But again and again, failure again and again.

The White Tiger tried every possible way, and Qin Ming tried his best to cooperate, but none of them worked. The main reason was that the bloodline in the White Tiger's body was very resistant to this extremely yin and cold sword energy.

Qin Ming controlled the Shura Sword, forming a cold and cold sword curtain, covering the white tiger: "Can you help you resist the curse?"

The white tiger shook its head. The power of the curse is not a real and tangible offensive, but a killing person from afar and exerting its power invisibly. The Shura Sword is part of Qin Ming's body and can clear the curse, but the sword energy has no connection with the White Tiger and should have no effect. Moreover, Qin Ming cannot always use the Shura Sword to cover it, so there is no way to fight.

Qin Ming had a headache, it was different from what he expected.

The White Tiger was also helpless. The Shura Sword is no longer the Shura Sword used to be. It is equivalent to a small world. How could it be easily preserved in other people's organisms for a long time?

"Xiaobai, try entering the underworld? The energy there is relatively balanced, not as intense as I have led. You can choose to try it more and see if it is effective. However, the power of the underworld has an impact on creatures. If you stay for a long time, you may have problems. You can go in one day, come out one day, and go in one day again."

The white tiger nodded, it is indeed possible to try this. After all, Qin Ming may not be able to fully control the power of the underworld. The power directly drawn out is too strong and too chaotic, let alone the Shura Sword. As soon as the sharp sword energy appears, the killing soul in its body will resist. But if you enter the underworld and try it slowly, it may be better for the killing soul in its body to accept it.

"Don't resist, try to accept it."

Qin Ming used the light of the underworld to cover the white tiger and introduced it into the underworld.

After a chaotic scene in front of the white tiger's eyes, it was completely fixed. The boundless darkness, the dark fire in the sky, and the biting wind whistled. This was the first time it had come here. Although it still maintained its usual majesty and pride, its eyes were full of surprise.

"Don't rush to get close to the death knives there, and adapt everywhere first. My suggestion is to find a way to condense a dark cloak similar to the white tiger's battle suit. It can not only resist Gong Yifeng's curse, but may also play some other role in the future." Qin Ming did not clear the space for the white tiger alone, so he let it bear the dark light and power here.

The white tiger nodded and looked around. The world was gloomy and terrifying, with the biting cold wind. Looking at the sky, it was dark and boundless, but it was not the pure blackness, and twisted dark lights, or some strange and cold beams of light constantly appeared. Some were floating in the sky, some penetrated the world, and occasionally some dark lights floated by, and heart-wrenching murmurs and ghost words echoed.

Qin Ming was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something: "Since you are here, you can spread your mind and see if it can help you kill the soul in your body. After all, this is a brand new world, with many powers that are not outside, and many innate powers."

Baihu was stunned. This was a new direction.

"We should solve the curse problem first. We don't have much time left for us. If there is no effect within five days, we will think of other ways." Qin Ming was worried that Gong Yifeng had already started to prepare. After all, he was the future emperor of the Tianwu Realm and could not give up easily, especially after being shocked and humiliated by himself, he would be more likely to use some ruthless tricks. If Gong Yifeng's thoughts are extreme and he is not willing to give in, he may still use his main energy to curse him, but if he can tolerate and adapt, he may aim at the White Tiger. Once that kind of curse is formed, it will kill people from a distance.
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