Urban Madness

Obviously, the disciples of the second-rate families behind him had long been uncomfortable with Qin Ming.

Feelings are that your God Eater team is gone, just here to entertain us, right?

"You disciples have a very hard mouth every day. Forget it, increase your speed as soon as possible. Don't make the old man upset!"

Although Qin Ming was very impatient, he could only respond to the words of those disciples.

After all, what they said was correct, when they played the Netherworld Fairy Flute, they still needed them to attract a wave of firepower for themselves.

After a period of rushing, Qin Ming and the other disciples finally sensed the breath of the hidden family.

Good guy, far away, those breaths are like a hurricane passing through the border, and they are coming in and out, and there is a kind of coercive momentum that pushes everything through the ages.

The disciples of those second-rate families were almost paralyzed by this scene.

They only now know what task they are taking this time! This is a mission in vain!

"Master Qin Ming, is it...is it meant to let us block their attack?"

A disciple's expression of nervousness, although he hasn't seen a disciple of the Hidden Family, his aura already shows that they can't handle it.

"Don't say so much useless, we are not here just to stop them."

"You only need to interfere with their audiovisual from the side for a while. As for other things, just leave it to the old man."

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he did not give those disciples time to refuse, holding the Netherworld fairy flute, and instantly escaped into the void, hiding his breath.

He now only waits for a perfect opportunity to be ashamed.

Those disciples stood where they were, you look at me, I look at you, for a while, there was no idea.

Just leave what Qin Ming said, isn't this playing with them?

In the next moment, the vanguard of the Hidden Family was finally revealed.

"How come there is a cultivator's breath fluctuating ahead, I'll go! You see those guys seem to be disciples of the evil faction."

A disciple in the front took the lead to speak, and hundreds of disciples behind him drew out the weapon from his waist for the first time, completely releasing their aura.

Far away, they couldn't predict the number of people on the other side.

Although the breath is not that strong, it is very likely that the real masters have hidden their breath, so they must not be taken lightly.

"Go and report this situation to Patriarch Xuanyuan!"

"Yes!"

Within a moment, the traces of those disciples of the second-rate clan reached the ears of Xuanyuanyu behind.

Xuanyuanyu immediately activated his divine sense, and the divine sense of the late mixed magic mirror descended on this plain.

At the end of the perception, Xuanyuanyu was also a little confused.

"How come there are only these low-powered disciples? What is the King of Black Wind doing?"

Xuanyuanyu slowly shook his head, it is impossible for his own consciousness to go wrong.

In his perception, there are at most dozens of disciples in front of him, and the strength is generally relatively low, and there is not even one that can handle it.

Do you want to use these disciples to block your family's attack? It's ridiculous.

But then he looked at the Tiangong Divine Stone in his hand again, and he probably had an idea in his heart, so he directly ordered.

"Give me an order! All disciples are not allowed to stop, and rush across the opposite line of defense at an accelerated rate!"

"As for the opponents' disciples, you only need to send some disciples to destroy them. Don't affect our marching speed!"

"Yes!"

Xuanyuanyu knew in his heart that those guys might have come because of the heavenly divine stone in his hand.

As for the real master, perhaps he concealed his breath through a certain secret method, and escaped the range of perception of his divine consciousness.

That being the case, why don't you just follow their wishes? Anyway, the Heavenly God Stone is in his own hands, and who has the strength to take it away.

Sure enough, Qin definitely was in a hidden place at this time.

The faint light spot from the Netherworld Fairy Flute completely covered it, hiding his breath.

"This Netherworld Fairy Flute is really a good treasure, so many masters have not sensed the breath of the old man, it seems God really helped me."

Qin Ming let out a strange laughter in this hidden place.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, even if your strength is very strong, the old man can't defeat you head-on!"

"But open spears are easy to hide, and hidden arrows are hard to guard. I would like to see if you have any way to deal with it this time."

Qin Ming looked up at the gray sky. The time was in the early hours of the morning, which added an excellent cover for his actions.

"Netherworld Fairy Flute, open it!"

Qin Ming silently recited the spell that Netherworld Zun handed him in advance, urging the Netherworld Fairy Flute in front of him.

I saw a burst of invisible light from the Netherworld Fairy Flute, slowly indicating the location of the Heavenly God Stone.

It is at the end of the army!

"Ye Fan, finally let the old man catch you!"

Qin Ming stretched lazily, now he just needs to wait for the opportunity to come.

The day when the disciple of the second-rate family started the battle, it was when he destroyed Ye Fan.

After a while, fierce battle broke out at the forefront of the hidden family.

But what Qin Ming couldn't see was that the battle over there was completely one-sided.

The Hidden Clan just batched out a side branch, and then killed the dozens of disciples crying father and mother.

"Can't beat it! Can't beat this! These guys are all demons!"

"Where did Master Qin Ming go? Did he let us deal with these powerful guys alone?"

"Where did these guys come from!"

Every disciple now only wants to roar up to the sky to vent his unwillingness. The first appearance of this hidden family gave them such a huge shock!

But the shock is the shock, and the fall is still going to fall.

In a short period of time, dozens of disciples all fell in a pool of blood.

Qin Ming at the back did not care about the life and death of those disciples, but slowly approached "Ye Fan" according to the guidance of the Nether Fairy Flute.

Xuanyuanyu also kept an eye on him beforehand, and deliberately distanced himself from the disciples of the Hidden World Clan, and walked slowly behind him by himself.

Just to wait for the so-called stunned green to surface.

I saw that Xuanyuanyu walked in the plain below in a leisurely manner at this time, and he didn't even turn on his divine consciousness. This was due to his absolute self-confidence!

Looking at the entire ancient world of cultivating immortals, perhaps the only ones who can defeat him are the King of Black Wind and the True Man Qingfeng!

Even top big guys like Taoist Sun and Netherworld Supreme are just similar to their own realm.

If you fight hard, it's not necessarily the one who will die.