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Chapter 412: Biluo Palace

"It's true." When another inner disciple heard this, he also remembered Qin Ming, who had met once.

Meng Ming, who was in charge, took a step forward with a solemn expression.

Qin Ming only felt a powerful mental force swept across his body.

"It's not that evil monk, it's just being contaminated with the aura of that evil monk." Meng Ming said, and then asked Qin Ming again.

"I'll ask you, have you ever had contact with those monks?"

Qin Ming thought for a moment and nodded, "A seriously injured monk once passed by here, but he soon disappeared."

After saying that, he also pointed to the jungle behind him.

An inner disciple immediately flew to the jungle that Qin Ming pointed to.

Meng Ming and the others continued to stay by Qin Ming's side. Although they did not say it clearly, they did not intend to let Qin Ming leave just like that.

In a moment, the inner disciple who had passed by flew back and said, "This kid didn't mess with us. I did sense the weak breath of the evil monk there, and even found a little blood."

"Let's go!" Meng Ming flew away first, and two inner disciples followed and headed towards the jungle.

They might be able to find the evil monk, but it was just a dead body.

Seeing that they were leaving, Qin Ming did not stay and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

However, at this moment, a little twist suddenly appeared in the void, just like a mirror was broken.

The next moment, a black shadow stepped out of it and appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The black shadow was wearing blue-black clothes. What was amazing was that his face seemed to be covered with a layer of dark clouds, and Qin Ming could never see his true face.

"It's so mysterious, I have to code myself when I appear." Qin Ming looked up and down, and felt alert.

This person suddenly appeared in front of him, obviously having intentions for him.

Name: Zero Stone

Race: Human

Age: 48

Cultivation: Divine Fire Realm

Information: The qi and blood are extraordinary, and the body is like the ancestor witch. There is a set of blue and white witches in the first volume of practice.

"Another monk from the Divine Fire Realm, Biluojue?"

After Qin Ming found out the attribute panel of this person, his first reaction was that what was wrong now.

Did the monks in the Divine Fire Realm leave all over the ground? There were very few monks who had been promised to cultivate. How could he encounter as many as five times this trip to the West Mountain?

This had to give him a feeling of being as numerous as a dog.

Then he quickly focused his attention on the final information introduction.

The Biluo Jue that this man practiced reminded him of the unpredictable Biluo Palace.

Is this person and this technique related to the Biluo Palace?

In the distance, Meng Ming, who had just left for a long time, suddenly stopped and a divine light burst out in his eyes.

"What's wrong, senior brother." An inner disciple asked.

"Go back!" Meng Ming shouted, and his body turned into a rainbow light, heading towards Luffy when he came, as if he had sensed something.

Both inner disciples were stunned, looked at each other, and followed first.

They believe Meng Ming will not do unreasonable things.

On the other hand, Qin Ming was ready to take out the Spirit Banner at any time. The other party was a cultivator in the Divine Fire Realm, and only the little sword grass in his hand could compete with it.

"Cultivation is still necessary to improve as soon as possible." Qin Ming felt deeply that his cultivation was insufficient. Even though he had an extremely rare sword heart, his sword art was just starting out and it was not yet time to show his power.

The man who was typing was filled with a cold breath.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Qin Ming could still feel that the other person was staring at him, and a sharp gaze was floating on him.

"Take the Blood Demon secret technique!" The man spoke first, his voice a little hoarse, and he was a middle-aged male voice.

"What blood demon secret method?" Qin Ming didn't expect that the other party could know the name of the set of bamboo simplified art in his storage bag. Of course, he first defended himself against admitting it, although he felt that it was useless.

Sure enough, when the man saw that Qin Ming was not going to admit it, his aura instantly soared, and his murderous intent almost overflowed from the sky.

"Can't the people in Biluo Palace sit down and talk well?"

boom!

Qin Ming's very sudden words caused the other party's aura to fluctuate, but then the momentum became stronger again.

"Very good. Since you know where I come from, you must also know our style. Today you must not only hand over the secret method of the blood demon, but also your essence and blood!"

After saying that, the man stopped talking to Qin Ming, and his body moved into a wisp of blue smoke.

Qin Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, "The sword heart slays the soul!"

The sea of ​​consciousness gushed out mental power, covering the entire body and the ice sword in his hand.

The next moment, the man who hit the code suddenly appeared in front of Qin Ming and stretched out his right hand to form a claw.

The five fingers were stained with the leaping black fire, and they grabbed Qin Ming.

Just when he thought it would be easy to capture a monk in the reincarnation realm, Qin Ming's body suddenly became illusory, as if it was integrated with space.

"Hmm?" The man who made the code exclaimed lightly. Few things could surprise him, but something appeared in front of him.

His hand directly passed through Qin Ming's body without any resistance. The black fire leaping at his fingertips was still burning, but it did not have any effect on Qin Ming.

Qin Ming is like a 3D image, and is a false existence.

But the next moment, he won't think so.

Qin Ming slashed out with a knife, but the illusory ice sword gave him the greatest sense of threat.

The body immediately stepped back.

"What a pity!" Bing Jian wiped the opponent's body and fell down, without hitting the attack.

The huge gap in cultivation also led to this unexpected opportunity, but Qin Ming could not seize the opportunity to kill the enemy.

Just as Qin Ming was about to take advantage of this gap to release the sword grass, another extremely strong aura in the distance rushed towards this side.

Qin Ming felt familiar with it. Under the perception of mental power, wasn’t it just the separation of uncle playing with snakes?

The uncle jumped up from the big snake and came to Qin Ming, squinted his eyes and stared at the man who was tying.

"The people from Biluo Palace have found that their legs were beaten to death. Come and see?" Yuan Chang spoke without hesitation, with a full sense of sarcasm, and obviously had a deep prejudice against the Biluo Palace.

The man who hit the code did not say a word and ignored Yuan Chang's provocation, but the black fire on his fingertips was even more intense.

It seems that he is evaluating the combat power of this senior.

"Uncle, do you need my help?" Qin Ming asked quietly.

If Yuan Chang said he needed it, he would summon the sword grass directly, regardless of whether he would attack or not. Being safe is the most important thing. After all, Yuan Chang is here to save him, so he cannot let Yuan Chang have something to do.

"No, I'm not the only one who doesn't deal with Biluo Palace." Yuan Chang chuckled and said.

Qin Ming was stunned, but then he understood what Yuan Chang meant.
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