As the sharp blade in Qi Miao's hand cut hard into his lower abdomen, Qin Zixiao's eyes suddenly widened and he twitched wildly. His expression was ferocious and twisted, and he kept making painful hissing sounds from his mouth.
At this moment, he was lying flat on a jade-white round platform, with his limbs tightly bound by white ropes made of an unknown material. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
"puff!"
Qi Miao decisively pulled out the sharp blade, lowered his head and carefully observed the stabbing site.
There was no trace of blood on the wound, instead mysterious purple-gold auras spewed out, swirling around and lingering on it.
In just a few breaths, the part that he stabbed closed up quickly and quickly recovered as before. Where can you see any trace of injury?
"how?"
Feng Wuya on the side asked lightly with a smile on his face.
"interesting!"
The corners of Qi Miao's mouth raised slightly, "It's not evil spirit or poisonous gas, but it has some similarities with both. Qi likes to study by nature, and he has seen a lot of all kinds of messy things, but he has never encountered this kind of
Breath...huh?"
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up. He lowered his head and observed carefully for a moment. He reached out and pointed at the white rope that bound Qin Zixiao. His face was full of disbelief: "What a terrible aura, it is actually corroding my soul lock."
Looking in the direction of his finger, Feng Wuya discovered that the surface of the originally jade-white rope had turned faintly purple at some point.
"I don't know about Feng's trophy."
He quickly stepped forward, lightly touched the surface of the Juehun Lock, then brought it close to his eyes to observe carefully for a moment, and then asked softly, "Can you still get into Brother Qi's Dharma Eyes?"
"It is indeed a good research material."
Qi Miao nodded, then looked at him with some vigilance and said, "But you are from the Saint. Why didn't you capture Qin Zixiao and hand it over to Luo Qi Palace instead of coming to me?"
"Brother Qi is joking, Luo Qidian and the Presbyterian Church are both members of the Goddess Mountain, so why do they have to be separated from each other?"
Feng Wuya's smile was extremely gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze. "Feng just feels that except for Brother Qi, no one in the entire Sky City can bring out the true value of this monster."
"There is no need to talk about these scenes anymore."
Qi Miao did not accept the move, but asked directly, "What is your purpose?"
"Feng is sincere and has no ulterior motives."
Feng Wuya cleared his throat and replied sincerely, "If I have to say yes, it is that I hope Brother Qi can use Qin Zixiao to enhance the strength of Goddess Mountain and tide over the difficulties together during this crisis."
"Danger?"
Qi Miao looked at him with a half-smile, pretending to be puzzled, "What kind of danger? Where did the danger come from?"
"The selection for the Gate of Chaos is about to begin."
Feng Wuya replied solemnly, "Brother Qi, don't you think that Zhong Wen and Litu Zhibin will do nothing?"
"When you say that..."
Qi Miao gently stroked his chin, "It seems to make some sense."
"The Goddess Mountain and the Land of the Earth are the two most powerful forces in the world. Once a war starts in the Sky City, life will be ruined and the people will be in dire straits."
Feng Wuya's face was full of sincerity, and he continued, "Feng doesn't want to see such a tragic scene, but he has no way to save it. He can only place his hope in Brother Qi's amazing talent."
"The Lord of the Wind Palace is upright and upright, and cares about the common people."
Qi Miao chuckled strangely, "It's so admirable."
"It's funny, it's funny."
Feng Wuya didn't seem to hear his sarcasm at all and said politely.
"This monster will stay with Qi for now."
Qi Miao stared at him deeply, "I will let you know if I find anything."
"Thank you, Brother Qi."
Feng Wuya smiled and clasped his fists and said, "In that case, Feng won't bother you anymore."
After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly out the door. He walked very simply and without any hesitation.
Qi Miao stared at the direction he left for a long time, then lowered his head, raised the sharp blade in his hand again, and mercilessly penetrated Qin Zixiao's vital parts.
"Hiss~"
The corpse king's painful screams suddenly sounded in the room.
…
"Third Senior Brother, can you stop walking around all the time?"
In front of a steamed bun shop on the street, Lu Qingyan held two bags of meat buns in her arms and complained softly to Han Baodiao, who was pacing back and forth, "It makes me upset."
"Sorry sorry."
Han Baodiao's steps stagnated, his eyes flashed with excitement, he rubbed his hands and chuckled, "When I think about the fact that I'm about to fight against all the heroes in the world, I'm so excited that I can't control my emotions."
"You are so old, but you still look like a child."
Lu Qingyan rolled her eyes at him angrily and pointed at Yu Wenlitian beside her, "You see how calm the second senior brother is, can't you imitate him?"
"Fat man? Calm?"
Han Baodiao glanced at the mournful Second Brother Jiange, and couldn't help but sneered, "He has lost his wife, is depressed, and depressed. I don't want to learn from him!"
The fat man Yu Wenlitian sat on the first stone step, holding a bun in his left hand, raising his head at a 45-degree angle and squinting at the clouds in the sky, with a melancholy look on his face, as if he had not heard the discussion between the two.
"Even if you don't learn from Second Senior Brother."
Lu Qingyan pointed to the other side and said, "Senior Brother Xuexue, you can always..."
The conversation stopped abruptly midway through.
In his sight, Tuoba Godkiller's eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit. Even the right hand that was wiping the sword was trembling with excitement, and he seemed to be even less calm than Han Baodiao.
"Junior sister, do you want me to learn from senior brother?"
Han Baodiao stared at him for a moment, then suddenly pulled out his blunt sword, wiped it, shook his arm, and asked seriously, "Is that like this?"
"screw you!"
Lu Qingyan couldn't help but laugh or cry. She glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "The battle between Senior Brother and Xu Youqing for the number one divine general is finally going to come to an end. It's inevitable to be excited, but it's not like you..."
"Junior sister, what you said is wrong."
Han Baodiao put away his blunt sword, shook his head and said, "Although senior brother is powerful, the title of the number one divine general cannot be placed on him."
"how?"
Lu Qingyan was surprised and said, "Are you more optimistic about Xu Youqing?"
"did you know."
Han Baodiao suddenly came closer and said mysteriously, "The leader Zhong from the shore of the land is also in the soul state?"
"he?"
Lu Qingyan was stunned when she heard this, then her pretty face turned red and she hesitated, "Then, that is a person who can be compared with the master, how can it be counted?"
"No matter how powerful it is, it is still in the soul state."
Han Baodiao shook his head and expressed dissatisfaction, "Why can't it be counted?"
"Anyway, it doesn't count anyway."
Lu Qingyan saw that she couldn't defeat him, so she just got angry.
"Okay, if it doesn't count, it doesn't count."
Han Baodiao decisively gave up, but then changed the subject and said, "But have you forgotten that my junior uncle is also in the soul state?"
"What do you think these people are doing?"
Lu Qingyan's expression froze, her pretty face turned redder, and she said coquettishly, "My junior uncle is a master of the master's generation, how can he count?"
"You don't count this or that, so how can you be ranked first?"
Han Baodiao laughed and joked, "Why don't we just get rid of everyone who is more powerful than our senior brother?"
"you……"
Lu Qingyan was very angry when she heard this, biting her lower lip lightly, "Besides these two, if you have the ability to name one more!"
"Not only can I tell you, I can also show you on the spot."
However, Han Baodiao seemed to have something in his mind, and suddenly pointed his finger in the distance, "What about her?"
"Qiqi!"
Lu Qingyan looked in the direction of his finger, was startled, and blurted out.
What caught the eye was a woman in red with an exquisite figure and a moonlit face. Hanging from her waist was a long black sword, which she held in a heroic and charming manner.
It was actually Liu Qiqi who had lived in Jiange for a while!
As if aware of her gaze, Liu Qiqi suddenly turned her head and smiled slightly. Then she flashed and disappeared out of thin air. Apparently, she had no intention of coming over to chat.
"In the battle against the Jinyao Empire, this girl was on par with the old man."
Looking at Lu Qingyan with dull eyes, Han Baodiao chuckled and said, "And she is younger than all of us, can it count?"
"You, you bully others!"
Lu Qingyan was speechless, stunned for a long time, then suddenly stamped her feet and turned her head angrily, "I won't talk to you anymore!"
Creatures like women are completely incapable of communication!
Seeing that she was angry, Han Baodiao shook his head helplessly, complained secretly in his heart, and then looked around boredly.
"Fuck!"
At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly widened, he jumped up suddenly, and shouted, "Why is that guy Luo Qingfeng here?"
The fat man Yu Wenlitian on the side was startled, and suddenly looked back, and sure enough he spotted Luo Qingfeng's heroic figure not far away.
However, what attracted him was not Luo Qingfeng himself, but the graceful figures standing beside him.
It turned out to be Lin Zhiyun, Du Bingxin, Li Xuemei, Sun Linghua and Nalan Yunzhou, five charming Penglai fairies who also came from Genting Immortal Palace.
"Qiaoqiao, where is Qiaoqiao?"
After meeting an old friend, Yu Wenlitian could no longer suppress his emotions. Tears surged down like a dam. His plump body stumbled towards the people of Yunding Immortal Palace, and he couldn't help but murmured, "She has passed."
How is it?"
Tuoba Godkiller and Han Baodiao looked at each other, and saw a hint of vigilance and a hint of uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Compared to Yuwen Litian, who was lost and thinking only about his wife, both of them were more or less aware of the seriousness of the problem.
The cultivators from the shore of the land actually appeared in the Sky City unscrupulously!