Extreme martial arts

441 Devouring Devouring
In the vast land, the wind is like a knife, and there is dead silence.

A figure came from a distance, holding a black sword blade, with eight black blades hovering above his head, like a long sword dragon.

He is a skeleton, the flames of his soul are beating, the strong wind is blowing, he is standing still, although he has no expression on his face, but he exudes a cold killing intent, and there is always a darkness around his body, which makes him look It sounds vague.

A stone bone-level lion bone spirit had just killed an antelope bone spirit, and with a roar, it devoured the soul flame.

Qin Ming's soul flame jumped, the ground exploded and rushed towards the lion bone spirit. With a wave of the sword in his right hand, the eight black sword blades hovering above his head seemed to be black dragons coming out of their holes, strangling towards the lion bone spirit.

Inspired by the crisis of the lion bone, its thick limbs stomped on the ground and flew towards Qin Ming, and its sharp claws grabbed it.

With a bang, a black blade was sent flying.

With a successful blow, the Lion Bone Spirit was overjoyed and let out a triumphant roar.

But the roar stopped abruptly as soon as it started, and then the seven blades had come close, and the one that was blown away flew towards it again after flying around in a circle.

Qin Ming's jaw moved a few times, because he didn't have muscle skin, otherwise he could see his proud smile at the moment.

The set of nine swords is refined from the nine bone spurs on the same bone spirit, and they are connected with each other. Fighting with one blade is equivalent to fighting with nine blades.

Roar!
The Lion Bone Spirit was also not weak. With a roar, the soul flames covered the whole body, emitting faint blue dancing flames, and then opened its bone mouth, and a group of dark blue shock waves blasted out.

Bang bang bang!
The three sword blades were knocked away.

Then the lion bone spirit bowed left and right with its front paws, and sent the four sword blades flying.

But it couldn't dodge the last two blades no matter what.

There were two clicks.

The black blade flashed past, and the lion bone spirit in the air crashed to the ground.

With a bang, the huge body fell to the ground.

A half-deep gully appeared on the left front paw of the lion bone spirit, and on the skull, a penetrating wound brushed the corner of the eyebrow.

If it doesn't deviate by a few points, the black blade will directly penetrate the soul flame.

In a confrontation, the soul flame of the lion bone spirit jumped a few times, and then the eight-meter body suddenly turned around and ran away!

Qin Ming was taken aback, is this still a lion bone spirit?Why did he turn around and run away so easily? Although he couldn't compare to the dragon and phoenix beast, he was still the king of the forest anyway.

However, how could Qin Ming let him escape so easily?

While the lion bone spirit was running away, Qin Ming swung his sword with his right hand, and the eight black blades roared again towards the lion bone spirit.

In the air, a formation of swords formed and fell towards the Lion Bone Spirit at the same time.

The lion bone spirit fled and resisted, roaring and bursting, and the flame of the soul was burning.

But the eight sword blades were too much for it, and it was exhausted to deal with it, and it was cut through the bones by one blade from time to time.

Soon, the wounds were everywhere.

"The last blow, die."

Qin Ming rushed behind the lion bone spirit, leaped high, and slashed in the air!
The nine bone-edged swords merged into one in an instant, forming a super big sword with endless black light, and beheaded the lion bone spirit.

Boom.

The eight-meter-long lion bone spirit collapsed, and the bone body was chopped into pieces. As for the soul flame, it was also cut in two.

Qin Ming's soul flame struck out in an instant, devouring both soul flames in one roll without leaving the slightest chance.

After devouring, Qin Ming's soul flame increased a bit.

"This lion bone spirit is the strongest among the stone bone spirits I have met except for the spiky bone spirit. Even it can be easily killed. Other stone bone spirits should also be able to be easily killed. Based on my current situation In this situation, at least one thousand bone spirit soul flames of the same level must be devoured to be promoted to a real jade bone. When I truly become a jade bone bone spirit, I will be able to remember more past events, and at the same time my combat power will soar. The chances of surviving are much higher.”

Qin Ming said after thinking.

Through the two eye sockets of the skull, one can see that his soul flame is slowly increasing, and his fighting spirit is fierce. From now on, he will start his killing mode.

On the desolate land, Qin Ming seemed to be a god of killing, with eight black swords whirling above his head, holding the blade in his hand, invincible, beheading all bone spirits he encountered along the way.

In this area, those at the level of stone bones are already considered strong, and it is almost rare to see a strong man at the level of the jade-bone giant ape.

Therefore, Qin Ming, who is at the stone bone level and has a bone treasure weapon in his hand, is almost invincible at the same level.

Along the way, all the white bones, stone bones and spirits encountered have become the souls of Qin Ming's sword, and none of them escaped.

Groups of soul flames were continuously absorbed by Qin Ming, and as the strength increased, Qin Ming's soul flames grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And as the power of the soul flame grows, the combat power he can display becomes more and more tyrannical!

Each sword is crisp and sharp, with a flash of black light, the bone spirit is killed, and the nine black swords are seamlessly coordinated, like a whole, with a wave of the shuriken, the eight blades on the top of the head come out of the hole like a dragon, directly killing the target.

Ten-skull spirits, twenty-skull spirits, thirty-skull spirits...

The number of bone spirits is constantly increasing.

Fortunately, what Qin Ming needed were low-level white bones, stone bones, and bone spirits. If more than jade bones were needed, the growth rate would definitely not be so fast.

This desolate and dead land seems to be flat and nothing, but all the murderous intentions are buried in the ground.

The strong wind swept across the ground, decorating a harmless environment.

The real dangers all come from underground.

A skull spirit, no matter how strong or weak it is, hides deep in the ground. One is to weaken its own breath and hide itself, and the other purpose is to sneak attack the enemy!
If the method of trapping and killing bone spirits is like Qin Ming's first method, in the eyes of all bone spirits, it is tantamount to taking death.

Every bone spirit that Qin Ming killed came out of the ground.

The white bone was found and beheaded brutally by him with a sword, while the stone bone wanted to sneak attack him to devour the flame of the soul, but was hunted down by Qin Ming after taking it.

Qin Ming, who was immersed in the killing and devouring, did not notice the rapid passage of time at all.

Unknowingly, he has moved away from the place where he was originally born, and more and more bone spirits he hunted and devoured.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... eight hundred!

He silently calculated that he had already hunted down [-] bone spirits, and his strength was far from what it was before the killing. He was still [-] short of his own target of [-] bone spirits!
He is still killing, and with the set of nine swords, he is even more powerful, almost invincible at the same level.

Even if he encounters a difficult opponent, under the changing attacks of the set of nine swords, he gradually falls into a disadvantage, and is finally killed directly.

When Qin Ming killed a bone spirit again and devoured the soul flame, there was a sudden loud bang in the distance, and a wave of air blew over.

Qin Ming's soul flame shook a few times, he retracted the set of nine swords, looked in the direction of the air wave, and said: "Such a tyrannical fluctuation of power, it is the jade bones and bone spirits fighting!"

Although with the lessons learned from the giant ape bone spirit and the bone cold, Qin Ming has already cast a shadow on fishing in troubled waters with soy sauce, but now with the set of nine swords in his hand, this is a bone treasure weapon that can break through the defense of jade bones, which makes him brave Greatly increased, he decided to go and have a look.

Moving forward quickly, when the huge figure appeared in front of him, he was stunned!

(End of this chapter)