7788: C7788 At the Back of the Line Was a Line of Soldiers

C7788 At the Back of the Line Was a Line of Soldiers

Qin Ming gave Hong Yuanliang a hard look and rushed out even faster.

The heroic spirits followed behind him and attacked the Poison Demon together.

"Stop them! As long as Lord Si Koutai comes, all of them will be left here!"

"If you don't retreat, I will report this matter to Lord Sikong Dai!" Hong Yuanliang loudly ordered.

The Poison Demons inwardly cursed at Hong Yuanliang's order.

No one could tell that Qin Ming and the heroic spirits were burning with rage.

Furthermore, the spirits' morale was very high after Qin Ming's arrival.

Under these circumstances, it would be very difficult to stop Qin Ming and the others, and a lot of people would die.

However, if they didn't make a move, Qin Ming would leave with the heroic spirits.

If Hong Yuanliang told Sir Si Kordai about what had happened here, their fate would be miserable.

One had to know that there were more than twenty thousand souls here. Once Lord Si Kordai brought the Poison Demon and surrounded them, they would be able to capture more than twenty thousand souls.

Lord Si Kordai would definitely pay a lot of attention to so many souls.

The more importance he placed on these souls, the heavier the punishment would be if they didn't do their job well.

If Hong Yuan couldn't give the order, they could use the excuse that their morale wasn't high to stop Qin Ming and the others.

But Hong Yuan Liang gave the order, and even if they knew they were going to die, they had to stand in front of Qin Ming and the others.

The Poison Demon reluctantly stood in front of Qin Ming.

The morale of these Poison Demons was very low, and their combat strength had been reduced by at least fifty thousand. Qin Ming and the spirits could easily defeat them.

However, there wasn't much point in defeating them.

Qin Ming didn't care about such a small amount of Poison Demon's corpse. What he wanted was to rush out.

"Kill them and break them down!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth and shouted.

Hong Yuanliang was deliberately making things difficult for him.

No one knew when Si Kordai would arrive.

Hong Yuanliang told the Poison Demons to stop them. If Sikong Dai didn't arrive, then many Poison Demons would die.

Qin Ming knew that Hong Yuanliang was abusing his power for his own benefit.

Hong Yuanliang was at the back of the group of heroic spirits, and he was killing them in a frenzy.

After killing the heroic spirits, he began to absorb their energy.

At the same time, Hong Yuanliang's trusted subordinates were also helping him kill the heroic spirits.

Hong Yuanliang's goal was the energy of the heroic spirits, and he didn't really want to stop them here.

If he really wanted to wait for Si Koutai to come over, Hong Yuanliang should have personally stopped him.

Under Hong Yuanliang's lead, the morale of the Poison Demon would rise.

Furthermore, with the help of the Poison Demon, Hong Yuanliang would be able to stop him.1

If he was blocked by Hong Yuanliang, it would be much harder for the Poison Demon to charge out.

At first, Qin Ming did not intend to activate the power of his blood.

Even if he were to activate the power of his blood, Qin Ming had no confidence in killing Hong Yuanliang.

Furthermore, the consumption of bloodline power required a large amount of famous energy to replenish.

It would be a waste to use the famous energy to improve the bloodline and restore the power of the blood.

However, there was no other choice right now.

The longer he stayed here, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

Qin Ming hated Hong Yuanliang to the core.

"Go to hell." The sword in Qin Ming's hand sped up as he activated the power in his blood.

He kicked at the Poison Demons, and a powerful "force" emerged from his body.

"So strong!" Hong Yuanliang was absorbing the energy of the heroic spirits, and he felt an extremely strong killing intent.

When he raised his head to take a look, he just happened to see Qin Ming's scarlet eyes.

Qin Ming's eyes were like an abyss that could swallow him up in the next moment.

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