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Chapter 1748

Qin Cheng barely swallowed the pills, and finally explained it with a thin voice like a mosquito, and then immediately lost consciousness.

With the backlash of the way of heaven, it is already a miracle that Qin Cheng can last for so long this time. Even though he has many methods, his current power is too small for the way of heaven.

Zheng Mo's expression changed again. He quickly stepped forward and held Qin Cheng who was about to fall to the ground with one hand. He tested his breath and found that Qin Cheng was in a severe coma. Zheng Mo hesitated for a moment, swallowed the elixir and sprinkled it with powder.

The two of them then quickly left.

Just after half an incense stick.

This area was commotion again, and a figure emerged as the woods rustled.

The tall man went back and returned. He stood in the open space, his face extremely gloomy, swept across the empty space, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"Damn it, I was actually deceived by a seriously injured and dying person! Qin Cheng is so cunning." The man gritted his teeth and looked full of resentment.

He had been running wildly before, and under the stimulation of the violent mountain wind, his nervous blood gradually cooled down.

Only then did he realize that if he were Qincheng, even if he had a little spare force, he would never let him leave. After all, he was the only person who knew the location of Qincheng.

The cultivation of a tall man is only considered the last among the hundreds of geniuses. Since Qin Cheng can see through his formation, he can realize that his formation cultivation is not very strong. How could he let him go?

The only possibility is that Qin Cheng is pretending.

However, when he understood this, he immediately turned around and turned around, but it was too late.

"He is a seriously injured body and cannot walk far."

The man gritted his teeth and walked to the place where he stayed before Qincheng. When he saw the ground soaked in sweat, he became even more angry. He stomped his feet and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, this huge land of trial is another world.

"How, did you find Qincheng?" Feng Wuhen looked at the young man anxiously and said.

Cao Potian also stood beside him, his eyes falling on the turtle shell in front of the young man.

The two of them were lucky. They were in the same position as soon as they entered the secret realm, and the other one was even more amazing. They were the Sixth Holy Son of the Inquiry Sect.

The saint Pu Ling, who is best at fortune-telling and fortune-telling.

"Brother Feng, don't be impatient. My method is not as accurate as my father. Although the result is as accurate, the process is slower." The young man's face was pale and his eyes were quite agile. Seeing the turtle shell spinning continuously, he slightly looked at the turtle shell.

Explain with a smile.

"Pu Shengzi, you also know that we are irreconcilable with Qin Cheng. If he recovers his body, it will be difficult to deal with it." Cao Pokong also said.

"Even if we were killed by someone else, we were not happy. We vowed to kill Qincheng with our own hands, so we entrust you to calculate the result as soon as possible." Feng Wuhen said.

"Okay, there's a result."

Pu Ling suddenly spoke and pulled the two of them back to the turtle shell.

The turtle shell slowly stopped, and two streams of light flashed on it. Pu Ling stretched out his hand and the light immediately poured into his heavenly spirit.

Then Pu Ling muttered something, and he suddenly reached out and drew a circle in the air, as if he had split the space. Another projection of the world appeared in the air.

Although the scene is blurry and cannot be seen clearly, the breath of the world surges out.

"It's the breath of Qincheng, that's right." Feng Wuhen said excitedly.

"Where?" Cao Pokong also said urgently.

Pu Ling smiled slightly and did not answer.

Feng Wuhen shook his head helplessly and threw a few spirit stones to Pu Ling.


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