Chapter 1193

This Ming demon sect warrior can never resist Yang Qi's attack.

He fell into a pool of blood, and died with his eyes closed. His face was full of unwilling and remorse.

"And you?"

Yang Qi looks at the other martial artists of Ming and demon sect.

These Ming and demon sect warriors have been scared to the extreme, they would not have thought that Yang Qi should not have a word to fight.

They all know that Yang Qi and his party are the strongmen in Zhongyu. Where can they be rivals.

"You, if you dare to do anything to us, we Ming demon sect will not let you go."

"Talk nonsense."

Yang Qi punches out.

Dozens of Ming and demon sect warriors fell to the ground.

Yang Qi's face showed a dull color.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for a random draw. "

Suddenly, the sound of the system appeared in Yang Qi's mind.

Yang Qi's face showed a wonderful look, he did not expect to win the lottery at this critical moment.

Without any hesitation, he used the random draw.

The virtual pointer starts to rotate on the wheel in my mind.

After more than ten seconds, the virtual pointer stops.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the blood god pill

Looking at what he got, Yang Qi didn't know what words to describe.

It's just incredible.

He got the blood god pill again.

"Let's cross the sea of Mingmo."

Yang Qi said to the strong men in the central region.

All nodded.

Immediately, they are ready to cross the sea of Mingmo.

There are innumerable strange animals in the sea of Ming and magic. They look so terrible.

Bang!

Yang Qi pulled out the magic blade in the scabbard on his back.

After the magic knife thousand blade pulled out, the space began to be cut open by the terrible knife awn.

Shua Shua Shua!

All of a sudden, Yang Qi held up his magic knife and slashed at the strange animals in the Ming magic sea.

In the sea of Ming and magic, the blood was boiling in an instant, which seemed to be extremely shocking.

The strong men in the middle region also began to attack.

It wasn't long before they really got to Mingmo island.

On the Mingmo Island, tens of thousands of Ming demon sect warriors looked at them coldly.

Yang Qi's face is light, he is waiting.

"I can't imagine that the people in Zhongyu still have some strength."

Suddenly, a voice came into Yang Qi's ears.

Yang Qi and Zhongyu's strong men followed the voice and saw a gray haired old man coming.

The old man is no other than the old master of the Ming and evil cult.

The martial arts of the Ming demon sect saw the old leader appear, and they saluted him in a hurry.

”Who is Yang Qi? "

The name of the old master of Ming demon sect is Gaitian. He glances at Yang Qi and his party.

"I'm Yang Qi."

Yang Qi looks at Gaitian, the old master of Ming demon sect.

"It's a hero who makes a teenager."

Gaitian, the old leader of the Ming demon sect, smiles at Yang Qi.

"In fact, to tell you the truth, I don't want to kill people like you. Why don't you join our Ming demon sect?"

Gai Tian, the old leader of Ming demon sect, said to Yang Qi.

"Don't you think what you say is really funny?"

Yang Qi looks at Gaitian, the old master of Ming demon sect.

"Funny?"

Gaitian, the old leader of the Ming demon sect, gave a cold smile. Naturally, he would not find his words funny, because if Yang Qi didn't join the Ming demon sect, there would be only one end to him, that is, death.

For his own strength, Gaitian, the old leader of the Ming demon sect, has absolute confidence.