"Die!"

The Holy God had a ferocious look on his face. For him, although Qin Ming's strength was good, his speed was too slow.

And I don’t know how to adapt.

Killing him is easy.

Qin Ming, who was running, had already seen the shadow of the sword in his eyes. He stretched out his sharp claws and tried to slap the silver sword away.

But his speed is simply not comparable to the Holy God who knows the mysterious source skills.

"Click..."

The long sword of the Holy God brought up the flowers of blood, pierced through the scales on Qin Ming's body, and pierced his heart.

A sword pierces the heart.

"Ha ha……"

The Holy God laughed and drew out his sword and kicked Qin Ming away.

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

That hard body is like paper to Yuanli.

"Ahem..."

He wanted to scream, but a violent cough finally came out of his throat.

Blood was pouring out uncontrollably from his heart.

"Ouch..."

Finally, Qin Ming roared, his heart stopped bleeding, and he was recovering.

"What? How is it possible?"

The Holy Spirit was dumbfounded when he saw that his heart was pierced but he was still alive and could still make such a loud sound.

"Could Qin Ming have really turned into a monster?"

"No, it should be said to be the source beast."
Chapter completed!