A gentleman is magnanimous, while a villain has long relationships.

The divine radiance is harmless to ordinary people, but it is absolutely harmful to filth.

Chasing power is not a shameful or wrong thing.

The question is, if you only pursue power, is it the power that is ultimately controlled, or is it the pursuer himself who is dominated by power?

Just like when Bibi Dong hunted for the first soul ring for Qian Shui, she only chose a ghost civet cat instead of a spiritual soul beast.

Qian Shui was too weak at that time, and the soul beast had been cultivating for hundreds of years. If the soul of the spiritual soul beast was bound to be stronger, how to ensure that Qian Shui, whose soul became a martial spirit, would not be irreversibly damaged?

The answer is the combination of attributes and self-generation of strength. Without a strong self, there would be nothing else.

In Qian Shui's opinion, the Wuhun cultivation method is a method that is directly result-oriented and reverses the process. Although this method is simple and makes it easier to gain power, it comes too easily, and it tests the character, understanding and concentration more.<

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The first is the soul ring, the second is the domain, and the third is the inheritance of the divine position. These are the rules of the world that progress step by step.

Just like a hundred-year-old spirit ring is not as powerful as a thousand-year-old spirit ring, divine positions also have levels.

The inheritance of a god-level god like a god-king will naturally have to surpass ordinary gods in terms of overall rules and abilities, just like the God of the Sea, the God of Rakshasa, and the God of Shura.

If a first-level god is like a titled Douluo with a ten-thousand-year-old ninth spirit ring attached, then the God King is like a titled Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit ring attached.

The addition of a soul ring can be done by choosing a suitable one or an inappropriate one. It can be hunted directly or sacrificed by a soul beast. The same is true for the inheritance of divine status.

In Qian Shui's eyes, this kind of inheritance itself mainly depends on the attitude of the special "soul beasts" of the gods.

At first, the Rakshasa God didn't like Bibi Dong very much, at least unlike the Poseidon, who gave away the artifact in Qikao.

"There is actually a Rakshasa Demon Scythe? Damn it! Rakshasa is really not a good god!"

Bibi Dong, who was still on the phone with Qian Shui, exploded when she heard the live broadcast. At least her thighs shook even more.

Qian Qingyu on the side was still running Zhou Tian, ​​and his little eyes widened with fright. He recalled a bunch of photos of his grandmother holding his mother and a recording soul guide that his father gave him before he left.

.He quickly touched his space soul guide.

My biological father has repeatedly warned me that if his beautiful grandmother goes crazy, I will take it out immediately and kill her.

Although there was no meaning of social death in his little mind, he still patted his chest and promised to complete the task for such a simple matter!

Bibi Dong, who didn't have many thoughts anymore, seemed to let go. She completely lost the majesty of being a pope, and she didn't look like a woman in her forties. Now she has put aside her obsession with power and brought Qianqing with her.

Jade Bibi Dong is more like a hot mom in her twenties and thirties.

She probably also understood that the hysterical changes in her personality were probably not only due to her own experience, but also the influence of the Rakshasa god.

"Uncle, grandma, is she stupid?" Qian Qingyu tugged at Hu Liena's clothes and was a little frightened.

"Ahem!" Biting the root of the ear under the eyes of the Ultimate Douluo? Hu Liena is not stupid. When she heard Bibi Dong's cough, she immediately sat upright, not daring to respond to her nephew at all.

"Xiao Shui, tell Xiao Xue, beat me hard! What? You've already run away?!"

However, Bibi Dong, who originally heard the news about running away, stood up so angry that she almost didn't want to go out in person, but was stuck in place by the news behind her.

"Then let them go..."

"Nana." Bibi Dong, who became expressionless, put down the communication soul guide in her hand and turned to look at Hu Liena.

Leaning forward to salute, Hu Liena looked at her innocent little nephew with some trepidation and reproach. She obviously did nothing, so why was she the unlucky one?

"Teacher."

"Send the order, let Elder Tianfeng come back, the investigation team withdraws, and Gengxin City returns to its original state."

When she discovered that Bibi Dong didn't seem to care about what happened just now, and instead asked her to pass on the order, Hu Liena put her mind down.

Hu Liena hurriedly turned around and left, but she did not forget to give this young nephew a wishing look.

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"Boss Fu!"

The targets of those three powerful women were obviously each other, not the people in the carriage.

After Qian Renxue slashed out a golden light cannon, the three of them disappeared into the skyline again.

I don't know whether I should be happy or afraid, the evil ghost holding the Rakshasa Scythe looked extremely ugly. It was impossible to judge whether such an action was intentional, unintentional, or accidental.

The evil spirits are fine, but others may not be.

"You can resist! Why don't you save him!" At this moment, Flanders was burned to the point of being charred, with only one breath left to hold on.

"Teacher! You must hold on!" Together with Liu Erlong, Ma Hongjun held Flanders's charred hand and cried loudly.

"Ha! Why should I save him?" The evil ghost said with a mocking look on his face, but without a hint of guilt.

This weird woman only cares about herself. Qian Renxue’s sword must have been blocked by Flanders with all his strength, otherwise none of them would survive.

Dai Mubai, who was standing beside the ruins of the carriage, looked extremely ugly. They indeed had little to do with the so-called Chosen One, but they were also companions after all.

"Rejoice! It's good that you can survive. She didn't use all her strength with that sword! Don't be stunned! Leave quickly!"

"If you want to go, go! I want to save Boss Fu!" But this evil ghost would not give Liu Erlong a chance to show his temper. He put away the Rakshasa Sickle, dodged and struck down with a hand knife, and fainted.

At this moment, Flanders's eyes were full of regret. No matter how bad Qian Shui was described by them, at least they met Yin Jin that night, and they had the opportunity to seek help from a high-level healing soul like Ye Lingling when they returned to Tiandou City.

Teacher.

Now there is nothing left. The true cruelty of the soul master world, this kind of soul master world where the strong respects the strong, which he likes to teach his students, finally made him lose hope of living.

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No matter how much he regretted, it was useless. When he was dying, Flanders thought a lot, thinking about his disciple Ma Hongjun, thinking about the light of love Liu Erlong, and also thinking about the order in Tiandou City.

He was once fortunate to be accepted by Tiandou Royal Academy, where the environment was almost the freest and best teaching environment he could imagine.

Teachers’ salaries are high, their cultivation resources are sufficient, and they almost don’t have to worry about food and drink.

As long as almost all imaginable knowledge is open to students and teachers, no matter what kind of weird research, as long as it does not exceed the lower limit of human beings, it can be approved. As long as you are willing to learn and have a detailed plan, there will be results.<

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At that time, he didn't know that all of this was Qian Shui and Qian Renxue's handiwork. Even after knowing all of this, he didn't have the time to think about it.

Until then, Qian Renxue seemed to understand the climate of the evil spirit master's aura. It is impossible for bad people to have such a structure and run such an academy, let alone teach them carefully on the way back to Tiandou Royal Academy.

students.

Just like his situation, will this chosen one save them?

Flanders, who couldn't say anything, finally closed his eyes when Liu Erlong fell. He was going to see Yu Xiaogang. Flanders left and stayed in this new year forever.

One day, I stayed in the wind and snow.

After all, there were only four people left in the five-person escape team. Dai Mubai carried Liu Erlong on his back. The group had no idea of ​​turning back. They only thought about one thing, leaving the Tiandou Empire!

Feeling the fleeing crowd, Qian Renxue, who was still fighting, smiled happily.

Killing is also heartbreaking. If they unite, they may not end up like this, but it will make her take a higher look and send them to hell with her own hands.

But it's a pity that the villains are always together, and they did not disappoint Qian Renxue.

Such an opponent is a good opponent if he sows fear and alienation. Instead of just putting some pressure on them, it is better to unite them and become more difficult to deal with.

Qian Shui, who was watching the whole battle, didn't care what happened to the clown. His wife just didn't want these people to go back in full shadow.

Killing is always the best way to shock people.

He only cares about girls fighting now!

Although girls fighting is very pleasing to the eye, who makes your own daughter-in-law be the main player?

"It's a good fight, Brother Shui!" Pointing to the huge battle field in the military camp, Yin Jin couldn't help but admired.

Although there are actually many people who don't know Qian Shui, this ensured that he, a plate-armored guard, was not surrounded by fans, but he did not guard against his own people.

Being watched by Ning Rongrong all the way, Qianshui's main body didn't even have a chance to escape, and even the military camp experience project was included.

"It's so good! I hate fighting and killing!"

For a moment, Yinjin was dumbfounded. How could this person be so honest? In the elite competition, he beat the children all the way to the end without saying a word, and then beat them and then the beasts.

Can this guy have the right words? And these words are very familiar to me. I have been saying this since I was a child, and I never miss a fight that I should fight. If you really believe it, your head will blow off if you fight it.

Thinking of this, as if echoing Yinjin's thoughts, a voice without any emotion sounded, "Cun Jin, open the skull."

Falling in response, Yu Tianheng flew out upside down, and the light from Jiuxing Begonia fell on Yu Tianheng.

Obviously, a battle has come to an end.

"I'll go, Brother Shui, have you taught Shuishui this trick?"

"Is it difficult?"

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, at least in Yinjin's memories, Qian Shui only used it against the two hammer brothers of the Haotian Sect in the elite competition decades ago.

Off the court, Xiao Wu and her teammates seemed to have made an agreement, and were sending her to communicate with her apprentice, "Shui Shui, it's like this, because you are too strong, we can't beat you. But if you don't use martial arts, the rest of us will

We are still confident together, how about it? Do you want to challenge your limits?"

"Well, okay."

Originally, Yinjin glanced at Qian Shui while Xiao Wu was talking, but until Xiao Wu finished speaking, he was still indifferent, "No, Brother Shui, can you agree to this?"

"If you don't use martial arts, you don't need those soul skills like killing moves. So what's the matter? Who said that a gun can't kill someone without a tip or a sword without a confrontation?"

Qian Shui, who was concentrating on being hundreds of miles away, really didn't have the extra mood to care about the children's fighting. No one would die anyway. Instead, he wanted to stop the fighting of the adults outside at any time to avoid anything happening.

The site of the military camp is much larger than the average large soul fighting platform, and it is pure land with no bricks or stones.
To be continued...