Chapter 1541: Unexpected resilience

Although painful, Qin Ming didn't have the slightest fear on his face. After he roared, he stared at the holy **** murderously.

For the Holy Spirit drinking his blood, he seemed to have not seen it.

The wounds on his body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dao and source power that were carried in the attack of the Holy Spirit were cleared by unknown power and disappeared.

"Oh..."

Patting his chest, Qin Ming roared and rushed up again, his face fierce and his claws raised high.

That sword, another sword pierced him, did not scare him at all, but aroused his boundless ferocity.

"Healed?"

The holy **** frowned, what secret did Qin Ming have.

How could his attack be cured so easily?

In order to heal the wound left by him, apart from the high-grade pill, only the unique blood is left.

Pill?

impossible!

He has been staring at Qin Ming. If Qin Ming takes a pill, he must know.

Blood?

Even more impossible.

If Qin Ming had a unique and noble blood, now it would be impossible to have only half the martial arts realm.

Breakthrough Valkyrie long ago.

That kind of bloodline, but as long as it is passed down, the warrior can become a **** of war.

For it, Valkyrie is just the beginning...

"Why is that?"

Shaking his head, the holy **** raised his sword, ready to attack.

Looking at it this way, you can't be famous unless you ask Qin Ming, or kill him, study his body, and see if there are any treasures on him.

Ask Qin Ming?

With Qin Ming's character, no matter how much pain he suffers, it is impossible to tell him the secret.

There is only one way.

Only to kill Qin Ming and study his body carefully.

Thinking of this, the Holy Spirit had no thought of torturing Qin Ming.

If the wound on Qin Ming's body has not healed, and the wound can continue to cause Qin Ming to suffer pain, the Holy Spirit is still a little interested.

Now, Qin Ming is able to heal the wound, and with the secret that makes him greedy, he has no interest in torturing Qin Ming.

He is very interested in the secrets that can enhance his own strength, and even can't wait.

To kill Qin Ming, the Holy God did not leave his hand in this blow, the silver long sword was glowing with white light, and with a mysterious aura, at an extremely fast speed, Xiang Qin Ming's chest and heart were pierced.

"Die!"

The holy **** has a hideous face. For him, although Qin Ming's strength is good, his speed is too slow.

And I don't know how to work around.

Killing him is easy.

As Qin Ming was running, his eyes had already seen the shadow of the sword, and he stretched out his claws, trying to slap the silver long sword away.

But his speed is no match for the holy **** who knows mysterious source skills.

"Crack..."

The long sword of the holy god, with blood blossoms, pierced the scales of Qin Ming's body and pierced his heart.

A sword penetrates the heart.

"Haha..."

The Holy Spirit laughed and drew out the long sword, kicking Qin Ming away.

As expected, Qin Ming couldn't hide his full blow.

That hard body, to Yuanli, was like paper.

"Ahem..."

I wanted to scream, but eventually came out from my throat, a violent cough.

The blood was gushing from the position of his heart.

"Oh..."