1379: C1379 The Truth of the Past(3)

C1379 The Truth of the Past(3)

If the first time was a coincidence, and the second time was a coincidence, What about the third time?

This was the embodiment of strength.

"Hu!"

Qin Sheng lowered his head and looked at his own fist. He felt an unprecedented strength. Was this the true terror of the Nine Deathly Gods Art?

With a cracking sound, Qin Sheng could hear the shackles in his body being unlocked. He had found a treasure vault that was unprecedentedly powerful.

"So this is how the Nine Deathly Gods Art is used!"

Qin Sheng's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with excitement.

The Nine Deathly Gods Art was a precious treasure at the level of Treasures, and it could allow one's strength to increase by one or even two Great Realms in a short period of time.

Furthermore, there were no side effects. After the Treasure was exhausted, it would only return to its original form without any signs of weakness.

"I want you to die!"

Qin Zhengrong flipped his hand and poured out a sparkling and shiny large medicine from the ring. As he ate the macrostomia, large amounts of symbol light emerged from his mouth. His swollen face recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, his aura rose to its peak.

Qin Zhengrong raised his arm and shouted. A vigorous elemental energy erupted from his body and started beating crazily. The entire sky dome was illuminated. He opened his mouth and spat out a pill. His lungs were glowing, and a metallic pill was spat out.

"Xiu!"

The metal ball was like a meteorite that fell from the sky. It shot towards Qin Sheng. Obviously, it was not the metal ball as he had imagined. It was a sword ball. Qin Zhengrong dug it out from the The Northland restricted area and swallowed it to nourish his lungs. It had already become his vital spiritual tool.

"Buzz!"

The sword light soared into the sky. Even Qin Sheng could not open his eyes. The sword shadows that filled the sky gathered into a Heavenly Sword, carrying an endless Sword Qi. Qin Zhengrong's aura also rapidly increased. He resisted the entire ancient battlefield. He wanted to return to the abode Realm and behead Qin Sheng!

"Good timing!"

Qin Sheng roared loudly. The phantom image of the Destiny Heavenly Tablet behind his back was instantly formed. He struck out the Dragon Whale Fist, and two fist prints that looked like two huge suns smashed down at Qin Zhengrong's sword light.

"Clangclangclangclang!"

Countless sparks burst out from Qin Sheng's fist, like a waterfall of sparks, pouring down.

At the same time, Qin Sheng crazily circulated the Nine Deathly Gods Art and the battle spirit. The Sword Qi that passed through his fists was continuously devoured by Qin Sheng's battle spirit.

The black flame on Qin Sheng's body ignited the deadly Sword Qi.

He withstood the attack and fiercely slapped the slap in front of the stunned Qin Zhengrong.

"Pa!"

Qin Zhengrong fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hand, his face full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"How can I lose?"

The six flavors True Fire could not kill Qin Sheng, but it was like adding oil to the fire, increasing Qin Sheng's prestige even more. Now, the sword pill that was dug out from the The Northland restricted area. . . That was a genuine spirit weapon, and it couldn't even kill Qin Sheng!

"I can't lose!"

Qin Zhengrong gritted his teeth. He already had a slot on him to enter the mixed mineral vein Secret Realm. If he lost, it would be the same as losing a great opportunity. He would never dream of breaking through to the Saint realm again!

Thinking of this, Qin Zhengrong thought of his last card bottom, a black Talisman. He had to sacrifice half of his soul to ignite the Talisman.1

Once it was ignited, it would be like signing an agreement with a devil, sacrificing half of his soul. This kind of price was absolutely shocking. Killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of his own. . .

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