Asura God

Six bowls of spirits went down, Qin Ming began to linger, his head rose and hurt, stumbled on the haystack, and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, he seems to have returned to his childhood and returned to the distant Thunderclap Ancient City.

He saw his mother, saw his father, saw his sister, and saw many familiar relatives.

City lord is full of laughter and happiness.

Qin Ming ran in excitement and rushed to the familiar relatives, but they were clearly in front, but they could not see him. He yelled and waved in front of everyone, and his relatives were indifferent.

In the middle of it, everyone is quiet, they raise one’s head and look at the sky, no expression, empty look.

It rained in the sky, and it was sprinkled on everyone, very cold, cold and chilling.

suddenly……

The picture is fragmented, like a broken mirror, smashing, and everyone is dissipating in the cold rain.

The rain is getting bigger and the sky is dim.

Without the ancient city, without a relative, Qin Ming seems to stand in the battlefield of the killing of the sky.

Endless creatures are killing in madness, shouting and killing the sky, all kinds of mysterious beasts roar in blood and fire.

The overwhelming skyfire and the hurricane that touches the heavens and the earth cover the world.

The earth is falling apart, the sky is collapsing, and the world is like the end.

In the sky between the sky and the sky, a bright and delicate mantle breaks the darkness and tears the skyfire, as if it is red like a sun. The fine manholes wear the battlefield, and they are filled with sorrows and sorrows.

Qin Ming’s walking on the battlefield is like chasing the tyrants of the world. Suddenly, the fine mans stop, and Qin Ming is locked in the air. The endless killing Qi is full of enthusiasm. To Qin Ming.

Qin Ming trembled and shouted.

dream! Nightmare!

Qin Ming was cold and sweaty, and the wine was awake. He snorted and gasped for Qi, and it took a while to get swallowed.

How can I do this dream?

I haven’t dreamed for many years.

Qin Ming wiped off the cold sweat, felt dry and dry, sighed and raised his head, and went to the yard to drink some water.

In the cold courtyard, the old man sat under the old tree, his hand was flipping with a black lacquered knife. He didn’t know what the material was forged, like the black iron and black rock, the whole body was dark, and there was a cold cold Qi.

“Hey?” Qin Ming was attracted by the black knife and shook his head hard, thinking that he was dreaming again.

“Old man?”

Qin Ming shouted twice.

The old man ignored it and slowly lifted the black knife.

Qin Ming looked at it, and a chilly Qi was inexplicably in my heart. In the meantime, he seems to return to the dream again, was overwhelmed by the endless killing, and felt that the black knife stared at himself, yes, it was the feeling of being pegged.

Qin Ming carefully moved his body, or he felt that he was being pegged.

The black knife seems to have a quirky spirituality, which makes people shudder, but in the hands of the old man, but the sturdy like a pet, with the fingertips swinging, dexterously flipped.

Qin Ming was completely awake, watching the old man and the black knife carefully. He used to see the old man used a flying knife. It was the old man who used the iron piece as a flying knife and played in the yard. After two days of continuous play, Qin Ming studied for two days and felt very good. He grinded nine flying knives for three years and used it for self-defense.

On the same day, when Zhao Min was on the rely on the flying knife, the raid took the lead, and Zhao Min was caught off guard.

“Knife name, Asura.” The old man spread out the dry right hand, the black knife was suspended in the palm of his hand, the knife tip was facing down, the knife body was filled with the gloomy cold Qi, and the surrounding space was like distortion.

“This knife…” Qin Ming was sweating upside down, involuntarily back down two steps, and looked at the black knife in amazement.

The old man’s right hand suddenly vibrated. In a flash, the black knife screamed and trembled.

A horrible killing of the storm has stirred up the warehouse complex and filled the world.

At this moment, Azure Cloud Sect’s 30 high mountains and many old people opened their eyes collectively, and they captured a killing Qi that made them feel guilty.

Qin Ming is backed down, but the black knife has reached his eyebrows in an instant, and if it is a streamer, the difficult captures the trajectory.

It does not retreat, touch Qin Ming’s eyebrows.

The sharp tip is extremely cold, as if to freeze the Qin Ming soul.

“Master…you…” Qin Ming didn’t dare to move, sweat was full of foreheads, he really felt the threat of death, and he was like being embraced by death, his body was cold and his breathing was not good.

“Do not use it before Profound Martial Realm.” The old man pushed his right hand and the black knife slammed into Qin Ming’s brow. For a moment, Qin Ming seemed to fall into the ice cave, and the coldness of the bones spread to the whole body. Every cell seemed to be braving the cold Qi, and the breathing seemed to solidify.

The consciousness turned around and couldn’t tell the pain or the faintness. Qin Ming was sitting on the ground with difficulty. He just had to open his mouth to say something. The body actually steamed up the black Qi, and he was overwhelmed in the whole body, and he was drowned in a short time.

In the meantime, the old man walked back to him with his hands. He only saw the eyes of the old man, like an endless abyss, to swallow people.

“I am dreaming again?” Qin Ming whispered and slowly lay on the floor.

Everything is unreal, illusory and terrible.

dream? It should be a dream.

When Qin Ming opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the next day. He actually was lying in the yard, and the warm sunshine was on his body, and he couldn’t tell the comfort.

“How do I lie here?”

Qin Ming stretched out and stretched out, and it was light and comfortable, and there was a feeling of cold and uncomfortable.

“I have dreamed, I am so strong, I will drink less in the future.”

Qin Ming jumped up, moved his body and exercised as usual.

A few punches were made in the middle of the half, and the arc was fired in conjunction with Vajra Spirit to play the third stage.

Can be beaten, Qin Ming stopped there, fixedly looking at the right arm of the arc.

Today’s arc seems to be much more, and it can be displayed very unsmoothly.

what happened?

Did you drink too much last night?

Qin Ming runs the meridians, shakes the arc, and makes a few punches again, but this time, he really stopped.

“I seem to… break through?”

“Spirit Martial …fourth grade ?”

“How can it be!”

Qin Ming is incredible, and it has broken into the Spirit Martial fourth grade?

But soon the problem came out again. Not only did Realm improve, but the meridians widened. Dantian Qi had more things in it, a black lacquered knife, filled with black fog, suspended in the quiet Qi sea.

“How is this going?”

“I was not dreaming last night?”

Qin Ming carefully examined it. Yes, Realm really improved. However, due to the inexplicable improvement, the spiritual strength in the meridian still stays in the third grade state. Qi Haili really has a black knives, exactly the same as the one that the ‘dream’ father gave him yesterday.

Not a dream? Not a dream!

This mysterious black knife was sent to me by my father!

” Father! Thank you!”

Qin Ming Surprise, run back to the warehouse to thank.

The strange thing is that there is no one in the warehouse, and the father is not inside.

Qin Ming returned to the yard and the old man was not there.

In the past eight years, the old man is not in a daze under the tree, just thinking of the dead in front of the grave, then going to sleep in the warehouse, never leaving the warehouse half a step.

“Strange, where is the father?”

Qin Ming suddenly had a bad premonition. I carefully searched the warehouse and the compound, and I found the surrounding hills. I didn’t find the old man.

“gone?”

“Impossible, leave without saying hello?”

“But the old man was really weird yesterday.”

“Is it because of the girl yesterday?”

Qin Ming returned to the warehouse and came to the old man’s wooden bed.

A worn cotton blanket, a few pieces of sewing clothes, this is all the old man’s family, one did not take away.

“Is this mysterious?”

Qin Ming’s hand was pressed on the pieces of worn clothes, and there seemed to be something inside. He slowly opened, a note, a word – life!

Below the note, there is a sword score, an ancient sword.

A simple and big Qi is coming, the swordsmanship and the ancient sword itself seem to have a real sword Qi, so that the surrounding Qi is filled with a sharp and cold.

“Is the old man really gone?” Qin Ming picked up the note and suddenly felt a sense of loss. What seemed to be suddenly lost in his heart.

gone?

Really gone?

For eight years, because of the company of the elderly, I feel that this simple warehouse is like a home.

No matter how difficult, how hard, always feel that you can go back to your house to rest.

He knew that the old man was extraordinary, but he never really thought that he would leave so soon.

Life! my life? Whose life?

Why did the father deliberately leave this word?

Qin Ming carefully put away the note, put it close, and picked up the sword.

Da Yan Jian Dian!

There is not much introduction, the opening is the first style of the sword code – Shanhe epee! A sword broke through the mountains and rivers!

Refined sword-style introduction, concise picture of the meridians.

Qin Ming looked at the eyebrows, and the fonts and meridians were clearly detailed, but they were ambiguous. I needed to do my best to calm my Qi, and I was barely able to see it. This is only the first type, turning to the second type, Qin Ming I can’t see clearly how to look at it. Even the name of the move can’t be seen clearly. It is obvious that there is no way to see it, and even give him a strange sense of resistance.

Qin Ming’s current Realm and Spirit power are barely qualified to participate in the first style!

“What level of martial law is this?”

Qin Ming looked at the sword in a strange way, so mysterious.

I have always been eager to get the Wufa, and I am looking forward to having my own weapons. I did not expect to be able to pay for it today. I can hold the sword and the ancient sword. I think about the drunkenness last night, and I am not happy.

“Qin Ming!” suddenly heard a shrill voice outside.

Qin Ming Collapsed the sword and the ancient sword, hiding in the deepest part of the warehouse.

“Qin Ming! Where is the death!” Zhang Dong rudely opened the iron door, raised his hand list, screamed and screamed: “I will post it to you when it is not bright, now it is noon, not to send, Do you still want to do it?”

“Go right away.” Qin Ming simply sorted it out and took the list outside.

Zhang Dong stood on the side of the iron gate and kept saying: “Don’t think that Spirit Martial Realm can be unruly. You are strong and a servant. Come to me, Zhang Dongguan! Don’t care about you today, dare not send it on time. Goods, I report to the general manager, see how to pack you!”