Matchless Pill God

26. Harvest

Translator: Flying Lines

“How…how could it be possible?”

Qi Hong shook suddenly. He couldn’t believe the fact. The Splitting-Flame Eagle Claw he had cultivated was a martial art of the earth level, and he had long cultivated it to the extreme. He even killed a seven-meridian-opened master once.

How could it be easily resolved by Qin Sheng, and what the hell was the black lightning just now?

Its speed was scary, with Qi Hong’s strength, he was impossible to see what that terrifying thing was.

Tock!

The broken palm fell onto the ground. Enduring the pain,

Qi Hong wanted to pick it up. Because the vitality of the martial artists were much stronger than ordinary people, if he could make it to the black market in time, he still had a chance to replace it.

It was just that the broken palm turned into a pool of black blood instantly. Obviously the horrendous thing just now was highly poisonous.

Qi Hong felt powerless for a while, his face turning pale, and at the same time he had already seen clearly what bit him just now!

A palm-sized bug, full of grim black light and covered with hideous and sharp barbs.

Qi Hong didn’t know exactly what the ferocious bug in front of him was, but at a glance, he knew it was absolutely an terrifyingly poisonous bug.

A poisonous bug that was only the size of a palm, and extremely hideous.

Qi Hong was desperate and regretted. He shouldn’t have listened to Zhou Jing’s  words and gone to mess with Qin Sheng. With pleading eyes, he said: “Young master, I beg your mercy. The Hidden Dragon Gang will apologize to you.”

Qin Sheng weighed the 20,000 crystals in his hand, his face indifferent, and said, “You have tried to kill me over and over again, and just squandered the chances.”

“Go to hell.”

Qin Sheng was cold and decisive in killing.

From the very beginning, this Qi Hong wanted to kill and loot him, which was impossible to reconcile. Moreover, Qin Sheng was not weak. If he released Qi Hong this time, it would be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, which would lead to endless troubles!

Qi Hong was completely desperate. He saw that Qin Sheng’s eyes were incredibly determined. Today, it was impossible for him to leave alive, but even if he was going to die, he would take Qin Sheng down with him.

“No, don’t kill me, there is a treasure map of ancient ruins in my space ring. I will give it to you, and please let me go.”

Qi Hong was making the last attempt, slowly approaching Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng’s eyes lit up and said, “Where is the ancient ruins map?”

“It’s in a hidden place in the Devil Dragon Wasteland.” Qi Hong approached Qin Sheng with difficulty, because the poison of the Yin evil corpse bug made it difficult for him to move.

There were too many ruins in the Devil Dragon Wasteland. Most of them were pies in the sky. Without strength, it would be courting death to go in.

It seemd that he had seen through Qin Sheng’s doubts. Qi Hong quickly explained, “This treasure map is very detailed, as long as you are in meridian level realm, you can enter safely.”

Qin Sheng glanced at Qi Hong deeply, grinned, and said, “Okay, I’ll take it. You can go on the road with peace.”

Qi Hong’s meridians all exploded, releasing a tremendous pressure. This Qi Hong wanted to explode himself and kill Qin Sheng in the explosion!

Qin Sheng seemed to have already been prepared. He said lightly, “It’s too late.”

Yo!

A harsh scream sounded, and a ray of black lightning shot up into the sky, bursting into Qi Hong’s throat with an aura of death.

“Uh~”

Qi Hong’s eyes were round. Trying to cover the split throat, he then fell feebly on the cold wasteland.

Before he died, he felt that the young man in front of him was really terrifying. He had such cruel methods that didn’t match his age. Qi Hong had killed countless people in his life, and he had never met such an experienced guy.

Qi Hong’s last thought was that in front of Qin Sheng, he was more like a rookie who had not yet experienced the hideous side of the world… He was completely defeated.

There was a space ring in Qin Sheng’s hand.

“Is this a space ring?” Qin Sheng murmured. “The casting is really rough.”

The ring was made of black metal, and there was a cyan gemstone in the middle of the ring.

This was a rudimentary ring, which could accommodate about ten cubic meters of goods. It could only store dead objects, not living objects.

Qin Sheng dropped his blood onto the ring and became the owner of it. He glanced at the contents inside, and suddenly smiled excitedly: “This is really a rich harvest.”