Chapter 351

Five hundred miles to the east of Chenyang City, there is a forest. No one walks in this forest all year round, and it is very barren.

Today, this forest ushered in a group of uninvited guests.

"Sovereign, this is the position we chose according to your request." Yang Shu respectfully said to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming nodded, and asked, "How long will it take for the Qixinzong team to arrive nearby?"

"According to our information, if there is no accident, we will arrive nearby in an hour." Yang Shu said.

"Hmm." Qin Ming looked at Jue Wuya beside him, "Wuya, please lead them to hide."

"Be careful yourself." Jue Wuya nodded solemnly, and with a wave of his hand, the disciples of Huayu Sect followed Jue Wuya and left.

Qin Ming stepped forward, found a place, and began to arrange the formation.

The formation he wanted to arrange was the second-rank formation, the trapped dragon formation.

Qin Ming had already thought about it, even if he arranged an exquisite fourth-rank formation, he would definitely not be able to trap the mysterious black-clothed Martial King.

Qin Ming, the Martial King of the Qi Xin Sect, has seen it before. He is very powerful, and he is not an ordinary person. In other words, the martial artist with the scorpion pattern on his back is very strong in his class.

However, as long as the fourth-rank formation is arranged, there is no way to hide it, and the black-clothed Martial King will be noticed in an instant.

The detected fourth-rank formation, the black-clothed Martial King and several martial spirits, should be able to break through it in an instant. In this case, Qin Ming simply set up a second-rank trapped dragon formation.

The second-grade trapped dragon formation is only an auxiliary formation, and even King Wu will find it difficult to detect it without careful observation.

Qin Ming took out some spirit stones, walked around the forest a few times, and quickly completed the arrangement of the formation.

"Trapped dragon formation, open." Qin Ming carefully felt the trapped dragon formation, and now the spiritual energy in the trapped dragon formation is equivalent to the aura outside the trapped dragon formation, and there is no difference between the inside and outside of the trapped dragon formation.

Qin Ming took out a jade bottle from his bosom, and poured out all ten Heartbroken Pills, "Pill God Body." A purple flame appeared in his mouth, and Qin Ming directly vaporized all Heartbroken Pills, letting these pills The poison floated in the air.

In fact, even without Qin Ming's Flame of the Alchemy God, the poison of these pills can be forced out into the formation, and using the flame of the Alchemy God's Body will be faster.

After all these arrangements were completed, Qin Ming felt the trapped dragon formation and found that there was nothing unusual, so he was relieved.

An hour passed quickly, and there was a noisy sound from a distance. Qin Ming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

The mysterious black-clothed martial king led a group of people roaring past. Black fog was still rising from the black-clothed martial king, and the real face of the black-clothed martial king could not be seen around.

Behind the Wu King in black are five warriors walking side by side. If the information is correct, these five people are the strong martial spirits of the Qixin Sect.

Behind these five people, followed by hundreds of people, all should be Wu Zong.

A group of people in the distance also spotted Qin Ming, and the Martial King in black felt Qin Ming's aura, and found that he was only in the realm of a great martial artist, so he didn't care too much.

"Is it a distinguished guest from the Qi Xin Sect?" Qin Ming asked loudly when he saw that King Wu in black and others were leaving.

Wu Wang in black waved his hand, the whole team stopped, and he slowly walked towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming stared at the black-clothed Martial King, and his heart jumped wildly, "Come closer, come closer."

"How do you know that we are members of the Qixin Sect." Wu Wang in black asked suspiciously, his voice was vicissitudes, like the voice of a person who had been asleep for thousands of years, it was extremely unpleasant.

Qin Ming smiled slightly, and slowed down his voice a little, "Of course I know, I'm just here waiting for you."

"Oh?" Black Clothes Martial King narrowed his eyes, his whereabouts are a secret, even within the sect, most of the disciples don't know, how did this kid know.

Moreover, he also said that he is waiting for himself and others here, why is that?

The man in black didn't stop walking, and brought the group of people closer to Qin Ming.

Seeing the steps of the man in black, Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "I've finally come in, the task now is to wait a little longer, the longer the better."