Chapter 350

Now that he has made up his mind, Qin Ming no longer hesitates, and a small pile of middle-grade spirit stones appears in front of him with a wave of his hand.

Qin Ming picked up a spirit stone, stomped his feet lightly, and a pit was formed on the ground. He put the spirit stone in, and repeated this, until seven to forty-nine spirit stones were placed.

"Sleepy Dragon Formation, open." Qin Ming made a hand decision, activating the formation in front of him.

The name is Trapped Dragon Formation, but it is actually just a second-rank formation, which can simply isolate a place for a period of time and trap the air inside. Qin Ming needs to rely on the ability of Trapped Dragon Formation to trap spiritual energy this time.

Qin Ming began to crush the spiritual stones in the formation into powder with spiritual energy, and the spiritual stones became powders, unable to preserve the spiritual energy inside, and ran out one after another. Soon, the aura concentration of the entire trapped dragon formation began to rise, and the mist blocked Qin Ming's sight.

"Not enough." Qin Ming gritted his teeth, took out another pile of spirit stones, and began to crush them into powder. The spiritual energy of the trapped dragon formation became more intense, and it was completely different from the outside of the trapped dragon formation.

Feeling the aura in the Panyulong Formation, Qin Ming took out another pile of spirit stones and crushed them into powder, again and again... Time and time again, Qin Ming didn't know how many spirit stones he had used, It wasn't until the aura in the entire trapped dragon formation was like small water droplets that Qin Ming finally took out the aura.

"Such a lot of spirit stones should be enough!" Qin Ming breathed casually, and could feel the aura surging towards his lungs, making him feel uncomfortable. Even if he didn't breathe, the aura in the air was burrowing into his skin.

Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction, sat cross-legged, and began to practice "Hunyuan Gong".

As soon as he used the exercises casually, the spiritual energy rushed into Qin Ming's body.

"It's not enough." Qin Ming took out a low-grade alchemy pill, and put it in his mouth cruelly.

"Ah!" As soon as the alchemy pill arrived in his stomach, Qin Ming felt surging aura coming out of it, making him feel like he was about to explode.

"Hold it!" Qin Ming tried his best to run the exercises to make the "Hunyuan Gong" work.

Qin Ming only felt a dull ache in the muscles and veins all over his body, his muscles twitched, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable, as if his whole body and every organ were stretched.

"Run faster, faster." Qin Ming stared at his blood-red eyes, desperately turning the "Hunyuan Kungfu", and the "Hunyuan Kungfu" was also running faster and faster.

And Qin Ming's aura, with the operation of "Hunyuan Kungfu", gradually increased, the first floor, the second floor...the fifth floor of the Great Martial Artist.

Qin Ming in the trapped dragon formation has now turned into a blood man, the muscles of his whole body are twisted, and his whole body looks like there are centipedes crawling inside, which is extremely terrifying.

"Ah!" Qin Ming let out a muffled snort, and continued to run the exercises with all his strength, while Qin Ming's aura continued to increase. The Great Martial Master reached the seventh floor, the eighth floor, and finally reached the ninth floor of the Great Martial Master.

"Pfft!" Qin Ming hurriedly beat his stomach with his hands, and knocked out the elixir in his stomach.

When the small half of the alchemy pill was spit out, there was still blood in it.

"It seems that the internal organs are seriously injured." Qin Ming saw the blood on the ground, not only did not worry, but even laughed, "I succeeded, and I hope to become the King of Martial Arts by rebuilding the top for the fifth time."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming didn't care about the injury, "The body of the alchemy god, fight." Qin Ming's momentum rose steadily, and he soon became the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Come on, come on." Qin Ming prayed silently in his heart, the body of the alchemy god did not disappoint Qin Ming.

"Boom!" Qin Ming became King Wu.

"Haha..." Qin Ming felt the strength in his body and laughed happily. He felt that the pain he had suffered before was not in vain.

"With King Wu's strength, even if there is no poison, I am sure to win!" Qin Ming clenched his fists, "However, in order to prevent escape, it is better to use poison. If the poison fails, there will be another death duel."

Qin Ming was the Martial Emperor in his previous life, so he became a Martial King now, and he quickly adapted to his own strength. Coupled with Qin Ming's heaven-level spiritual skills, Qin Ming is sure to fight against the mysterious black-clothed Martial King and win the battle.

However, if Martial King in Black wanted to run away, Qin Ming was not at all sure that he would be able to keep him.