Chen Baiqi had a calm face and thought to himself, could the death of the witch people still involve the witch people?

This was not something she was happy to see. She even hoped that the witch clan could limit their struggles to the scope of Nanzhao and not involve the wider Central Plains section.

But... she sensed the other party, from the witch clan's bloodline that she did not sense from him, he was not a member of the witch clan, but his ability to use witchcraft must be related to the witch clan's people!

She looked up to the sky, and the overwhelming "eyes" were stuck in the sky with a sticky feeling. "They" blocked the light in the sky and sprinkled an ominous shadow. The flaky "eyes" twisted and rushed towards the soldiers who were alone on one side. The soldiers fled in panic, but the next second, the screams still cut through the stagnant air.

The man was wrapped in "eyes", and his mouth, nose and eyes were exposed without any gaps. He scratched his front foot and fell on the ground and struggled and rolled a few times. After a few strokes, he died of death.

The "eyes" sensed that he was silent, so they flew up from him again and finally fell into the air. However, these "eyes" turned blood red, indicating that they were red.

At first, everyone was not moved. Maybe they had the opportunity to come forward to rescue, but they hesitated to see what these "eyes" were going to do and what would happen if they were touched by them. So when they came to their senses, a shriveled and pale body that seemed to be dehydrated was presented to them.

"This, what is this?!"

Someone stepped back and screamed.

"How can we hide in the sky?" They were like trapped beasts forced into desperate situations, their voices were outstanding and surrounded.

If there is something alive, whether it is a human or an animal, they can still raise the courage to make a big splash, but this dangerous thing that is completely out of the scope of cognition is enough to defeat their hostile confidence.

"Protect the Prime Minister!"

The Qin soldiers immediately protected Mr. Xiang Bo in the center and stared at the sky with alertness.

Young Master Yihan, he avoided the crowded places: "Jianghu people? This is a strange method for the Jianghu people!"

He also had many capable people in the world, but people with real abilities had tribes or loyal aristocratic clans, and it was difficult to find powerful people. He was very afraid of such fierce and treacherous methods at present.

"It's the technique of Thousand Eyes." Xie Yingyi said with a complicated face: "As soon as this technique is released, you must see blood. You won't draw all the evil pupils to get angry, and the technique will not be broken."

Of course, he did not say this for others to solve their doubts, but to remind the Holy Son.

It was witchcraft that harmed people, but it was a witchcraft lineage that was born, and he could not crack it.

"What Thousand Eyes Technique? Have you heard of it? Where is this master? How do you know?" Young Master turned his head and asked him hurriedly.

When Xie Yingyi heard the magic in his hand, the man in black glanced at him, and there was not much panic that was exposed or revealed. He only said in that deliberate and ugly voice: "There are many amazing people coming to the small and small place."

When the King of Wei saw the man in black say this, he knew that the man Xie Langjun said it was right, but he was quite calm and asked in the tone of a polite and polite man: "I wonder if this righteous man knows that this Thousand Eyes Art has a way to crack it?"

The magical technique cannot be carried by ordinary people. It has special skills. Since Mr. Xie knows it well, he thinks he has a solution to it.

Xie Yingyi had never seen the King of Wei Zihuang, but he could guess his identity was extraordinary depending on where he stood. However, he never took the status of people outside the clan seriously, and he only responded indifferently.

The black robe and mask he had previously covered were both made into one and two by Chen Baiqi. At this moment, he was wearing his original plain clothes, his face was like snow on the top of the peaks, and his arrogance and steepness.

"Thousand eyes can absorb enough blood and energy to crack it by themselves."

Wang Zihuang of Wei was not satisfied with the answer. He looked at him firmly, but his tone was lighter: "You have to sacrifice the lives of so many people to crack?"

Others also held their breath and heard it.

Xie Yingyi didn't realize that his words were innocent. He said, "The Qiantong Technique is made of evil techniques, and there is no other method at once. There are other methods, but few people can do it. If there is a top master who is willing to use his true energy to induced blood into Qiantong, and let Qiantong cover all his body, and to suffice a hundred, he can sacrifice one person to achieve the perfection of sentient beings."

After thinking about it, he added: "It must be a master of the master level. Even if people below sacrifice themselves to feed the Thousand Pupils Art, it is probably difficult to achieve it."

Want to be the most powerful master? Do you want to use your flesh and blood to sacrifice to those thousand pupils?

As soon as these words ended, hope arose in some people present, while others felt dark and cold.

The only masters present at the list are King Wei, or the one who won the death of the King of Chu. By the way, there is the girl who was blocked in front of them.

And who would sacrifice himself to fulfill the rest of the world so great?

"If you really need a master to feed blood and sacrifice, then let's do it!"

The Wei soldiers would not watch their monarchs take risks. They were full of blood, blushing their eyes, and wanted to cut their wrists, but were blocked by the arm of the King of Wei with a cold and heavy eyes.

"Get out!"

"The Lord—"

"Gou Ren and others retreat-"

The loud shout is deafening.

"What's the point when you go!"

Wei Bing was stunned, trembling violently, but he clearly refused to compromise and let his master go up.

Young Master Yi and others were silent all the time. He wanted the King of Wei to sacrifice and save them, but at this time he spoke up and seemed too despicable and urgent. If the King of Wei turned against him, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Anyway, sometimes silence is also a kind of telling.

Mr. Xiang Bo analyzed everyone's thoughts, but he would not exhort righteously on his side. Wei and Qin have always been peaceful on the surface, but privately there are turbulent waves. If he could get rid of a strong enemy, he would be happy to see him.

At this time, a female voice drifted into the back as if it was frozen in the air.

"King of Wei, how long have you recovered?"

Prince Zihuang of Wei suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, as if he didn't understand the intention of her questioning for a moment, but he still said, "Fifty percent."

Others didn't know what she was selling in this gourd for a while. It was beyond their expectations that she took the initiative to talk to them. She said that she had no relatives and no reason to help her before, so she wouldn't sacrifice herself to save them so stupidly, right?!

The King of Wei Zihuang also thought so. With her ability, she wanted to protect herself from the Thousand Pupils's Art. I think there was still a way, so there was no need to flow into their muddy water.

However, she said to him, "If you believe me, come as the introduction, I will not let you die."

He was stunned by her words. The girl's eyes were as bright as snow. Perhaps most people felt that it would be cold when touched, but he felt that there was a kind of heat that could burn people's reason.

At least, after she said this, his head became hot and he had a ridiculous impulse to agree.

"You can't save so many people, so do I. But if you are willing to help, I have the confidence to save them all." Her voice was very calm, but full of confidence and determination.

Chen Baiqi's witch power has not been fully recovered yet, so she can only give priority to saving what she wants to save. In this way, the others will die under the Thousand Eyes Technique, but if the King of Wei helps her, the situation will be very different.

Of course, the premise is that he is willing to take this risk.

If she doesn't want to... she will have to do her best to leave her fate.

As King Zihuang of Wei has lived to this day, he has actually lost his childish heart. Although he is not a suspicious monarch, he will not trust people easily.

He wanted to say that he could not trust her because there were so many reasons. He had never known her and had never exchanged names. It would be ridiculous to ask him to bet on her with his life.

A hint of sneer appeared on his face as he thought, but he said.

"good!"

It’s both impulse and a bet. Wang Zihuang of Wei felt that her words were like giving him an excuse, an excuse that he would not have to be in a dilemma, and an excuse that might be able to save himself and Wei Jun.

He may not care about the lives of the people in Zhao State and the people in Qin State, but he wants to keep every one of the people he brought out by himself.

He cut the palm of his hand with a knife, and the blood spilled out in one go. He shook his hands into a fist, jumped into the air, and sprinkled the blood away, leading the "eyes" floating in the air to his body.

Papapapapa—"eyes" were pasted on him like wet white paper, and he roared in his throat, and in the blink of an eye it was wrapped into a ball.

"The Lord—"

From beginning to end, the men in black watched their actions coldly, neither interfering nor interfering, as if they felt that they were just struggling without any power before their death, which was completely unthreatening.

He didn't think they had the ability to break the Thousand Eyes Technique.

Seeing that Qiantong was about to submerge the Purple Emperor, Chen Baiqi also used a knife to cut the palm of her hand hard, got up and jumped, slapped the blood on the "ball". Her blood was like the most violent fire encountered oil, and it immediately burned golden flames. Those "paper-cup"-like eyes were burned into holes and holes.

God led it to his body and flew up.

Her other hand condensed, and a small golden butterfly jumped at the tip of her finger.

As soon as it came out, it raised its wings and flapped a hurricane. Everyone's eyes were blurred and they could hardly open their eyes. When they looked up again, they saw that all the "eyes" turned into fragments of morning light, disappearing and annihilated into the air.

Master He Zhen opened his eyes wide below, incredible.

"She, how did she do it?"

Not only was she asking, but the others were also confused and wanted to ask.

The man in black turned pale due to the magic. He stabilized his body and then looked at Chen Baiqi with a deep and surprised look.

"Qiantong" was clearly still in a state of hunger, but she forced them to disperse. The techniques she used were beyond ordinary people, and they were like witchcraft but not like it, and it was a hundred times more powerful.

After forcibly breaking the Thousand Pupils Technique, Chen Baiqi helped the King of Wei Zihuang who had lost too much blood. Although his life was fine, he was also seriously guilty. The others surrounded him with anxiety and were concerned. After she handed them over to them like a prop, she said to the man in black: "You can't escape."

Her hands were still bleeding, so she took out the golden sore medicine and sprinkled a layer of medicine powder on the palm of her hand. After the blood stopped, she threw it to the Wei army's people and asked them to give medicine to King Zi of Wei.

The man laughed.

"No wonder He Zhen defeated you. You are indeed worthy of being over-sighted. But just because of this... you still can't catch me."

After saying that, he savored his words with a strange expression.

When did their characters get in tune and turn into the girl's pursuit of him?
Chapter completed!