C1387 Secret Realm Opened(4)
"Dong!"
The mysterious ancient bell was sounded. A ripple that could be seen by the naked eye instantly swept in all directions, creating a terrifying vortex.
"Puff!"
Qin Xu was sent flying backwards. He was incomparably shocked because he was injured. There was a blood at the corner of his mouth.
"How is this possible? How can this little girl with the Chinese be so strong?"
"What kind of cultivation technique is that?"
"To be able to summon the ancient bell, could it be that she has also reached the Manifestation Realm?"
Including Qin Xu, all of The Most Powerful couldn't sit still any longer. All of them were staring at Xia Bingning. This was a young lady with an unparalleled heroic bearing.
However, in the next moment, Xia Bingning's delicate body turned soft, and she almost fell onto the Wasteland.
At the critical moment, Qin Sheng ignored his internal injuries and hugged Xia Bingning's delicate body.
"Bingning, how are you?"
Qin Sheng's eyes were red. He did not expect Xia Bingning to jump out at the critical moment and block Qin Xu's furious attack for him.
Although he knew very well that there was a huge connection between Xia Bingning and the The Northland restricted areas in the The Northland restricted area. There were many card bottoms, but no matter how strong the card bottom was, there was still the Nine Deathly Gods Art.
If Qin Sheng couldn't beat him, he could still take a beating. If he was accidentally killed, he could just sleep for thousands of years. When he woke up, he would be a good man again!
However, Xia Bingning didn't cultivate the Nine Deathly Gods Art or the Gold Medal for Free from Death. If she died. . . That would be true death.
Thinking of this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in his heart.
"Qin Xu, you shameless old dog!"
Qin Sheng roared towards the sky, showing no mercy at all.
Hearing this, everyone on the scene was dumbfounded. All of them stared at Qin Sheng, their faces filled with disbelief.
"This Qin Sheng is really courting death. How dare he humiliate an incomparably noble The Omnipotent Expert of the Manifestation Realm in front of so many people?"
"He will die for sure. No one can save him. First, he killed Qin Zhengrong, and then humiliated Qin Xu and The Most Powerful!"
Someone shook his head and whispered. Someone was gloating.
Especially those young geniuses of the same generation. Each and every one of them wished that Qin Sheng would be killed in the cradle.
Because they felt that this Qin Sheng was too heaven defying. They would never be able to catch up to him no matter what.
Since they couldn't catch up to him, they could only hope that Qin Sheng would be destroyed.
Qin Xu's heart was in turmoil. He felt nauseous and disgusting in his chest, especially in his stomach. He felt nauseous and stuffy, which made him very uncomfortable.
He felt as if he had been struck. The ancient bell that Xia Bingning summoned shattered his internal organs, but it quickly recovered. His eyes were intimidating, and he looked at Qin Sheng and Xia Bingning as if he was looking at a dead person.
"You all dare to injure me, I'll make you two become a pair of short-lived mandarin ducks!"
Qin Xu's entire body was burning with grey flames. The voids were all distorted, almost about to collapse.
"Enough!"
A loud shout was heard. Under the attention of countless people, Fan Hong's majestic figure appeared in front of Qin Sheng and Xia Bingning.2
"En? Fan Hong, show us!"
Qin Xu frowned and shouted, "This is the internal affairs of our Qin nationality! Don't meddle in other people's business! "
"Haha, so what if you meddle in other people's business?"
Another sharp and vigorous voice resounded through the heavens and the earth. Everyone turned their heads and saw a tall and straight figure explosively shooting over from extremely far away. He wore a simple armor that was not very beautiful, but it was engraved with incomparably profound symbols.
This was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Xia Bingning. His eyes were as deep as Starss. . .
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