Time passes slowly.

It was like an old clock hanging on the wall, ticking... It was like a second hand, all slowing down.

From 10 o'clock in the morning, since the opening of the "Second Level of the Mountains and Flowing Waters", it is around 9 o'clock in the evening.

The heavy metal music that was looping was still ringing loudly.

The colorful colors surrounding the Sanguan city wall are still surrounding.

On this night.

It gave Sanguan a mysterious aura.

Especially, in this battlefield full of corpses, such ghostly and charming lights give people a sense of fear.

"Is this the second order?"

Qin Ming's deep eyes stared at the Sanguan City Wall that was heading for.

The colorful light reflected in his eyes. He was suspended in the air and had been waiting for nearly a day.

Qin Ming originally estimated it [Jiujiu Novel     ].

The second level should last longer than the first level, but he really didn't expect it would be so long.

"This ancient martial arts magic skill is really terrifying!"

Qin Ming stared at Sanguan and couldn't help but sigh.

Mountains and flowing water.

The Qin family’s unique skills.

But since ancient times, no one has ever been able to open the second level of the Qin family. It was the first time Qin Ming saw him, which really shocked him.

And the Qinzong army.

I was already a little tired after waiting.

Many people sat cross-legged, with their hands on their heads, and were already dozing off. Most people were a little impatient, and everyone was making groups and chatting.

"By the way, I seem to have heard this second-level music of the mountains and flowing waters?"

"I have some impressions, but I can't remember..." "Listen! The sound is a bit wrong!"

The people who were chatting hurriedly stood up and looked at Sanguan at the same time.

Just then.

The sounds and strings coming from Sanguan suddenly became intermittent, and there was a noise of electric current inside.

The sharp and sharp sound of squeaking made people almost deaf in their ears, and people couldn't help but cover their ears.

After a while... the harsh sound finally disappeared, and the noise of the current stopped. On the Sanguan City Wall, the colorful light also flashed light and dark. After lasting for a few minutes, it gradually stopped.

"it's over!"

Qin Ming couldn't help but smile.

He pointed his finger at San Pass and shouted, "All Qin Zong! Attack San Pass!!"

Thousands of people! Fight towards Sanguan! The people of Qinzong also rested for a long time, and everyone was in a state of unstoppable attack on Sanguan.

Soon, the city gate was blasted open without any resistance.

Nearly 6,000 people from Qinzong rushed into Sanguan.

And the Sanguan was already in a mess and uninhabited.

Qin Ming's figure instantly floated over Sanguan. He looked around at the panoramic view of Sanguan and frowned slightly.

All the people of Luoshen escaped, which was as expected by him.

He looked at the city gate behind Sanguan and wanted to find Qin Yun's figure. Logically speaking, Qin Yun had to stay in Sanguan with continuous martial arts.

Even if you can't catch Luo Shen, you can at least catch Qin Yun back.

However... Qin Ming activated his spiritual sense and could not find Qin Yun's disappearing figure.

His eyes suddenly stopped on the city of Sanguan and he was stunned.

When he saw the scene on the top of the city of Sanguan, Qin Ming's expression was instantly distorted, and he clenched his fists tightly! In an instant, his figure jumped to the top of the city.

I saw that there was a huge speaker on the top of the city wall, and there were many searchlights for disco... Many people in the Qinzong were stunned.

They finally remembered why they felt that the heavy metal music that was circulating on this day was very familiar. This was the music used by Fengtuan Disco, as well as speakers and searchlights, all the things used by Fengtuan Disco before! Qin Ming's face turned red, and he looked at everything in front of him as a wooden chicken. At this time, the speakers and searchlights were gone.

On the speaker, there is a line of words: I would like to dedicate this song to the Qin Zong personnel who have been waiting silently outside Sanguan. Thanks to mc-Bald Ming and Qin Moliu.

He was fooled again... He was fooled again! Why was it Qin Mo again! Qin Ming was stunned in the place for a long time, and he was like a stupid goose, losing his consciousness.

After a long time, he staggered back two steps, covering his chest and breathing became difficult.

Last time, Qin Ming had just finished being angry and hadn't he healed yet. This happened again. It was really a bit unbearable. He almost sent the old bald Ming away... "Head of the family!"

"Head of the family!!"

The Qin family hurried forward to support him.

Qin Sui, deputy commander of the Ming regiment, said furiously, "Honor, do we need to pursue us now! Let Qin Mo be the one who is on the spot!"

Slap! Qin Ming slapped his head suddenly and cursed in anger, "You're still chasing me! They ran away in the morning! Now they're almost at the Immortal God Well!"

As he said that, Qin Ming hurriedly covered his chest again, breathed a sigh of relief, and said tiredly, "Tonight, the entire army is resting in Sanguan, and set off again tomorrow morning."

"Yes..." Qin Ming then looked at the speaker again.

He suddenly punched the entire speaker and instantly blew up. He picked it up in anger and threw it out from the city.

"My mentality is broken!"

Qin Ming yelled at the night sky.

...The realm of immortals and gods.

The last place in the ancient battlefield.

Since ancient times, for thousands of years, I don’t know how many powerful predecessors have entered the ancient battlefield, and have only one purpose, which is to come to the realm of immortals and gods and open the realm of immortals and gods.

There are countless corpses buried in the realm of immortals and gods.

There are many white bones, some for protection, and some for their own selfish interests... It is like a mysterious woman wearing white veil. Over the past thousands of years, it has attracted many heroes and heroes to fight here.

The spiritual energy here is so rich that it is unreasonable.

Qin Mo could feel the skin being moisturized by spiritual energy.

Especially, the more you go, the more spiritual energy becomes more and more intense. Qin Mo greedily sucks it, fascinated by it.

For a few moments, a terrifying idea appeared in Qin Mo's mind: he wanted to stay in the realm of immortals and gods for the rest of his life, he wanted to open the well of immortals and gods, and he wanted to make the world have such abundant spiritual energy. By then, everyone would be a cultivator of immortals, humans would live long and be above all things... But this idea, even if it appeared in his mind many times, was quickly restrained by Qin Mo's reason.

Thinking back, Qin Mo was scared.

There were a few times when he wanted to turn around and leave.

Because he was afraid that he would open the Immortal God Well. When this idea came up, it would be like a nightmare, entangled in his heart and could not be dispersed for a long time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The two of them ran quickly, and Qin Yun looked at Qin Mo in confusion and found that he was a little unfair.

It's like an addict.

"No... nothing?"

Qin Mo shook his head and forced a smile.

It has been almost half a year since I came to the ancient battlefield, and Qin Mo gradually understood many truths.

A person who cultivates immortals is definitely not a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

Including himself.

In order to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal, Qin Ming could sacrifice to the entire Qin Zong. Zong Tian was also willing to surrender to Qin Ming for this. Even if he was greedy for the spiritual energy of the ancient battlefield, he dreamed of becoming an immortal on countless nights.

Strangely, Qin Mo had never thought like this before.

Only after coming to the ancient battlefield will you dream of becoming an immortal.

In this regard, Qin Mo explained himself: It turns out that in China, the spiritual energy in the world is thin and there is no possibility of becoming an immortal. However, the ancient battlefield gives such a possibility, which will make the greed in China infinitely magnify when it reaches the ancient battlefield.

Once a person has an obsession, and this obsession is likely to succeed, he will become a madman.

And Qin Mo... could only try hard to prevent himself from becoming that lunatic.

"You are also so eager to open the Immortal God Well!"

Qin Yun suddenly said.

This sentence was like a lightning bolt hit Qin Mo's chest.

He was like a child who had been discovered with a secret. He thought he was smart and thought no one knew, but suddenly someone mentioned it and he looked panicked, "How...how is it possible?"

If, I long for it too.
To be continued...