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For hatred, you must use blood to wash it.
Along the way, Meng Lei's figure kept circling in his mind, with a burly body and a foolish smile. Qin Tian regarded Meng Lei as his brother and his close brother from the bottom of his heart.
Meng Lei fell off the cliff behind him, and his life and death were uncertain. Thinking of these anger, the anger in his heart kept rising. Every time he took a step, his whole body emitted a cold and cold air. A strong murderous intent was derived from the cold. The murderous thoughts were shocking, making the entire Qin family feel the same.
It permeates the boundless prison of killing.
When he stepped into the Qin family gate, the guard led the way in fear and fear. When he walked with his legs, he seemed particularly weak and kept swaying. The panic in his heart made him unable to calm down.
Just halfway through, Qin Ren rushed up with dozens of Qin family disciples. These disciples were all elites of the Qin family and the mainstay. They were all at the peak of the agile realm and had great strength.
With them here, Qin Ren pointed at Qin Tian with a fearless and proud look, saying, "It's him, take it down for me."
"Qin Tian..."
"Why is it him?"
Dozens of Qin family disciples hesitated for a moment, but many people did not move, and only a few people surrounded Qin Tian.
In the Family Invitational Tournament three years ago, they regarded Qin Tian as their idol and the goal of their cultivation and pursuit. They still remembered the gorgeous battle vividly, just like yesterday.
Now seeing Qin Tian, some people's eyes were filled with excitement. How powerful is it to be able to stay in the Kunlun Mountains for three years and still be alive?
The hot eyes made them ignore Qin Ren's existence, which made Qin Ren very upset and shouted angrily, "Didn't you hear it?"
"He is a traitor to the Qin family. Why are you still standing there? Kill him for me."
Qin Ren looked angry and stared at the disciples with surprise in his eyes and glared fiercely. Their fanatical expressions made him very upset.
Qin Tian smiled faintly, looked at dozens of Qin family disciples, feeling a little relieved, and secretly said, "It seems that the Qin family is not hopelessly corrupt yet."
"You are all elites of the Qin family. My strength has been seen by most of you. I don't want to hurt you, so don't force me to do it..."
"But you..." Qin Tian sneered, pointed at Qin Ren with one hand, and said, "I will die!"
The word "dead" was very heavy. Qin Ren was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. He felt like a huge ice skate was inserted into his heart.
The fat body began to tremble, and the cold sweat broke out. His face suddenly turned pale. He was panting heavily and cursing: "You, you, do you want to rebel? How dare you disobey my orders, I
It seems that you are impatient to live..."
"snort!"
With a cold shout, Qin Tian suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a strong Qigong was released from his palm. Qigong emerged wildly and instantly condensed into a giant hand. The giant hand gently held it in the air, and Qin Ren's body suddenly became uncontrollable.
He rushed directly to the giant hand.
"Save, save, save, help!"
Qin Ren called hard, and no disciples around him came forward. It was not that they didn't want to save him, but that they were completely shocked by Qin Tian. Qigong could actually condense into giant hands. Although it was not that Qigong was condensed into soldiers at the realm of refining the qi, Qigong
My cultivation level may have reached the realm of refining the gang.
Qigong level reaches the realm of refining the qigong!?
Their eyes became even more fanatical, their persistence in cultivation and the awe of the strong. At this time, they did not regard Qin Tian as a traitor to the Qin family, but a strong man who was above them.
And they believe that even everyone here will not be Qin Tian’s opponent.
The momentum emitted by Qin Tian alone made them unable to move forward and unable to move.
To them, Qin Tian was extremely powerful.
Qin Ren was gently lifted up, his whole body struggled constantly, and he tried his best to call, but he could not make any sound. He became more and more scared and more panicked in his eyes. Only then did he realize that he had been offended
People who should not be offended.
However, it's too late.
"stop!"
A powerful and powerful roar rang out.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura came to the face, Qin Tian frowned, and at first glance, the crowd automatically retreated, his eyes were like fire, staring at Qin Xiangtian in the distance coldly, his face showed a cold sneer,
Full of provocation, then, he shouted coldly, "Explode!"
"Puff!"
Qin Ren's head was instantly crushed, half of his body fell down, slowly shrank, and finally became a mummy, without a drop of blood being sprayed out, which was extremely strange.
At the moment when his head was broken, all the essence and blood in his body were instantly sucked away by the Blood Demon Armor on Qin Tian's body. For a moment, the blood on the Blood Demon Armor gently squirmed, flowing, and flashing a dark red light. At this time, it was so enchanting that it was so charming.
Extreme.
This is the first time Qin Tian noticed that the Blood Demon Armor absorbed human essence and blood.
However, the blood demon armor absorbed the essence and blood of Qin Ren's body and had a slightly stronger vision, and its aura was a little different from before.
The Blood Demon Armor is a top-grade spiritual weapon and has spirituality. Judging from its changes just now, Qin Tian concluded in his heart that it is an armor that can be upgraded independently, and it is upgraded by absorbing the essence and blood of people.
"It's actually like this, I'll let you absorb enough today..."
"A bold thief, how dare he be so arrogant in the Qin family!"
A young man beside Qin Xiangtian shouted coldly, waved his sword and rushed up very quickly.
Liu Donglai, Qin Xiangtian was a disciple of the fourth level of spirit gathering.
The fourth level of spirit gathering may be considered a good cultivation level in the Qin family, but in Qin Tian’s opinion, it is a dead person.
His eyes were staring at Qin Xiangtian, without even looking at Liu Donglai, completely ignoring his existence, naked insult suddenly raised his lips, outlining the smile of the God of Death, and then his body shook and disappeared out of thin air.
With a sword piercing the sky, Liu Donglai's heart was shocked, and he used even more majestic Qigong. The long sword flew out of his hand, transforming into countless sword shadows to cover his whole body. Only Qin Tian dared to approach him and would definitely die under the ten thousand swords.
This move can attack and defend, and it is powerful. Even Qin Xiangtian in the distance smiled with satisfaction, and said in great hatred in his heart: "Qin Tian, you little bastard, can actually come out of the Kunlun Mountains alive, today I
If you want to avenge your dead son, you will not be a human being if you don’t break you to death.”
Liu Donglai believed in his strength too much. In his heart, Qin Tian practiced for three years and would not exceed the level of gathering spirits until he reached the sky. How could he escape his Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation?
Some people don’t know how to die.
This is Liu Donglai.
A gust of cold wind blew, and countless sword shadows transformed in the air suddenly disappeared without any signs.
Liu Donglai's face was pale and his eyes were dull. He looked ahead and looked down at his chest in disbelief. A hole, a bloody hole.
A faint white breath emerged from the hole, and then all the essence and blood flowed backwards, rushing towards the hole in the chest. Liu Donglai showed pain, his pupils were dissipated, he wanted to struggle but could not raise any strength, as if the god of death was squeezing his head.
It's like he's sleeping on his neck.
In an instant, there were more mummies on the ground.