At the moment when the sword grass possessed him, Qin Ming\'s breath changed dramatically. The sword power has reached the extreme.

His eyes opened and closed, like a magic weapon out of its scabbard, extremely fierce, and the broken sword in his hand was blooming.

The eight strong people in Biluo hall also felt the change of Qin Ming, and the momentum decreased sharply.

If it weren\'t for the blurred face, it must be a startling look.

They know that some secret methods can suddenly improve a person\'s strength in a short time, but the increase of Qin Ming is quite rare.

Qin Ming himself was also the first time to try to get the sword grass promoted to the middle grade of level 7. The unprecedented increase, let alone others, even himself was really surprised.

Inner alchemy\'s aura is consuming wildly. If it weren\'t for his physical body, he might not be able to withstand the wave of sword grass.

But even so, he could still feel that the strange force in his body was extremely inflated and had a great tendency to support him.

Buzz!

When the sword was broken in his hand, a different brilliance burst out at the broken part of the blade.

Then a wisp of white light was transmitted from it, turned into a sharp edge, and temporarily repaired the broken sword to make it complete.

The power of sword grass in the body is constantly injected into it, which makes the broken sword buzzing and more intense.

Like a soldier eager to go to war.

The eight strongmen of Biluo hall were deterred by Qin Ming\'s momentum at the moment, but they didn\'t dare to enter again.

But in fact, the young man in front of him is just a cultivation in judan territory.

"Is it a mystery?" the eight strong people in Biluo hall were highly vigilant, and their strong hearts hesitated for a moment.

But in the end, they chose to kill!

This is the order in the temple. We must take this sect war!

The aura erupted, and several attacks that were enough to kill a large number of monks in judan territory rushed to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming\'s face remained unchanged and slowly cut off the medium long sword.

The eight strong people in Biluo hall felt pale in front of them, could not perceive anything, could not see anything clearly, and even buzzed in their ears.

Kill the devil with one sword!

In front of Meng Ming and other core disciples, the eight strong people in Biluo hall solidified on the spot, gradually stiffened, and finally disappeared.

All eight fell and died under Qin Ming\'s sword against the sky.

"What!" all the disciples looked shocked.

They wouldn\'t be so surprised if those old monsters of zongmen came out of the mountain, but the problem is that Qin Ming is just a friar in judan territory, but he can cut such a sword, which is a great exaggeration.

They have never even seen such a fierce monk in judan territory.

Who is he?

How did you show up here?

Every disciple was puzzled.

Qin Ming\'s breath fell back. The sword grass flew out of his body and guarded his side.

Swallowing another elixir so frequently is a burden to the body.

But at the moment, Qin Ming can\'t care so much. This sword condenses his common sword intention and strength with Jiancao, and almost drains himself at one time.

If he doesn\'t swallow the elixir to recover, I\'m afraid he won\'t even have the aura he needs to maintain his flight.

Jiaofengniao obviously knows Qin Ming\'s state at the moment and also returns to guard.

Qin Ming retreated from the battlefield and stood on the clouds to rest while the rest of the people in the Biluo hall dared not approach.

At the moment, even without Qin Ming, the situation has begun to be unfavorable to Biluo hall.

The number of people was not dominant, and the initial momentum was effectively curbed by Qin Ming. At the moment, they fell into passivity, and every person in biluodian was under siege.

Finally, after most of the people in biluodian were killed, they retreated quickly.

Qiankun yunzong and Shenyu Pavilion won the battle.

Of course, this is not the end. The gratitude and resentment between the two sides has not ended. The casualties of disciples have made them almost immortal.

One side must be destroyed.

However, Qin Ming didn\'t care very much. After the war, when Meng Ming and other disciples wanted to find him again, they had already disappeared.

The original goal has been achieved. After this fight, Qin Ming has completely consolidated his soaring cultivation and strength in the netherworld, and even has a new understanding and improvement.

His sword is very well ground.

The place connected by the space channel is not far from the original Donggan City, and I don\'t know whether it is a coincidence or it should be.

It took Qin Ming only three days to find the right direction and return to Dongqian city.

Suddenly from the chaotic netherworld back to the ordinary feeling, walking in the busy and ordinary market, Qin Ming sighed in his heart. At the same time, his tight heart string finally had a chance to relax.

The house he rented is still there, but he hasn\'t lived for a long time. There is a thin layer of ash on the furniture.

After a simple cleaning, Qin Ming stayed for a while.

During this time, he was ready to think about lighting the divine fire in the sea and promoting the divine fire realm.

Cultivation has always been the biggest problem limiting his strength. Obviously, there are many powerful techniques, but because the cultivation is too low to withstand the consumption of these techniques, his strength can not be brought into full play.

Once he is promoted to the divine fire realm, the problem of consumption can be solved immediately and his strength can be improved by leaps and bounds again.

For two days in a row, he stayed closed and studied.

But the result is that there are some clues, but the distance to condense the Shenhuo state is still a lot worse.

Although he took the most difficult step and had a light spot source, it was not easy to light it.

In the middle ages, there were more than hundreds of millions of practitioners, but there were only a few monks who achieved the divine fire realm.

It is conceivable that the difficulty is so high that countless monks have stopped gathering pills all their lives.

The divine fire realm is a watershed. Only those above the divine fire can be called strong friars, while those below the divine fire are just mediocre.

In this way, two days later, Qin Ming still didn\'t find an opportunity for promotion. Qin Ming walked out of the door.

It\'s not a way to shut up all the time. He\'s going to find some secrets or useful information about divine fire realm cultivation in the market.

However, when he came to the inner city street, he saw several disciples of Qiankun cloud sect coming towards him.

The leader is none other than Meng Ming, one of the core disciples.

Meng Ming\'s eyes were firmly fixed on Qin Ming. It was obvious that he had found him. Only then did he find him.

He has been looking for Qin Ming since the end of the last war.

However, Qin Ming didn\'t show up after returning to the city. He didn\'t find Qin Ming until recently.

"Qin Ming," Meng Ming said when he approached.

Obviously, he has found out some personal information of Qin Ming.

This is not difficult for Qiankun yunzong, who controls the whole Dongqian city. After all, Qin Ming has contacted some people in the city before, such as Chang Wenxi, President of the chamber of Commerce.

Qin Ming nodded, "what\'s up?"

Some disciples of the heaven and earth cloud sect who followed Meng Ming clearly recognized Qin Ming and looked at him with a monster look.

Those were disciples who had participated in the zongmen war and witnessed Qin Ming\'s fierce sword.