Qin Shaojie can no longer remember how many years ago, but when he was very young, he followed his mother to his hometown in the countryside.
In his hometown, he had seen other people doing innocent things. Instead of taking them to the crematorium and burning them directly, they had to ask a Taoist priest to pray for them first, and then they were buried in peace.
The Taoist priest who performed the ritual was holding a peach wood sword, and the peach wood sword had the kind of yellow paper stuck in Wang Biao's hand.
This thing is called a magic talisman.
Similarly, the Taoist priest was in the same state as Wang Biao now when he was doing it, with his eyes closed and his mind mumbling.
Qin Shaojie suspected that this guy was not from a magic boxing sect, but a magic stick that He Senyan hired from who knows which street.
"Disciple Wang Biao, I sincerely invite Master Erlang to come forward quickly." He muttered a lot of words that Qin Shaojie couldn't understand. Only this sentence could Qin Shaojie understand clearly.
Erlang Zhenjun, is he still upper body? Qin Shaojie thought doubtfully, is this guy doing a great dance?
When this happened, Wang Biao's whole body suddenly shook violently, and then his whole person changed.
His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his strong body gradually became thinner. What was even more incredible was that there was a thin gap between his eyebrows, and then, a golden light flashed through the gap.
, then, the gap slowly opened. The golden light dispersed, and an eye suddenly appeared between the eyebrows.
"Holy shit, are you really a genius?" Qin Shaojie couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Wang Biao enjoying his transformation show.
Everyone else was also stunned. Ouyang Yao was okay. After all, Qin Shaojie's identity was there, so she was not surprised by anything else. But Xu Xiyang and He Zhengrong were different. How had they ever seen this kind of thing before?
Battle formation.
In the movie, the transformations of the Transformers were all made by special effects. But now, they are real people.
"Boy, let me show you how powerful I really am." Wang Biao shouted sternly, and then, Erlang Shen's exclusive weapon, a three-pointed two-edged sword, appeared in his hand.
"Whoa" a white light flashed and shot directly into Qin Shaojie's chest.
Since Ouyang Yao and Xu Xiyang were still behind him, Qin Shaojie couldn't avoid it, so he let the white light hit his chest.
"Bang." A sound no less than the explosion of a rocket sounded, and a ball of white light burst out from Qin Shaojie's chest, surrounding him.
"Haha, die." Wang Biao laughed wildly, jumped up high, and pointed the three-pointed two-edged knife straight at the white light.
"Pop." There was a soft sound, and the white light receded, only to see Qin Shaojie still standing motionless on the spot, only stretching out two fingers to clamp the blade firmly.
"How is this possible?" Wang Biao looked at Qin Shaojie in disbelief, his three eyes as wide as bells.
He didn't believe that his magical fighting skills had failed.
His cultivation level is not high, only the cultivation level at the peak of the foundation building period, but this magic spell, like the blood curse, is also a spell that can quickly increase his strength in a short period of time. The difference is that the blood curse has side effects.
As for the Divine Fighting Technique, a spell that invites gods to take over the body, it is non-toxic and harmless, and is not used by the vice-president.
He was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage and was about to enter the Golden Body Stage. After using the Divine Fighting Technique, he had completely entered the sixth level of the Golden Body Stage. However, he did not expect that his nearly full blow would actually
He was easily blocked by the opponent.
"What's impossible?" Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao and said with a joking smile, "Your cultivation level is really too low."
As he spoke, Qin Shaojie grabbed the blade and swung it hard, and Wang Biao was like a cannonball, falling directly through the window and into the yard.
"Director He, I'm sorry. I'll go out and clean him up first. I'll catch him back later to pay for your window." Qin Shaojie smiled and jumped out along the broken window.
"Okay." He Zhengrong responded in a daze, then looked at the window that was letting in the wind in a daze.
Who can tell me, what is going on? Where did my son hire such a master, and he can actually transform? It's broad daylight, what the hell?
"Boy, who are you?" Wang Biao looked at Qin Shaojie and asked in a deep voice.
I can't see this kid's cultivation level, which proves that his cultivation level must be higher than my own after using the magic attack. Could it be that he is at the Nascent Soul stage?
Impossible, how could it be possible? He was only in his early twenties at most. Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it would be impossible for him to achieve such a level of cultivation.
Wang Biao was right, Qin Shaojie was indeed not at the Nascent Soul stage, but at the Flesh Immortal stage.
Although Wang Biao used divine fighting skills to improve his cultivation a lot, the cultivation of the Golden Body Stage versus the Flesh Immortal Stage is like a kindergarten kid versus a world boxing champion. If you want to win, it is impossible to win.
It's possible. Unless Qin Shaojie suddenly chokes to death on his own saliva.
"Xiaotian, come on." Wang Biao looked around and suddenly pointed at a black Tibetan mastiff behind an iron fence not far away and shouted.
"Pfft. Ahem." Qin Shaojie managed to avoid choking.
This... this guy is too outrageous. It doesn't matter if you become Erlang Shen, you even don't let the dog go, and you still want to turn someone into a roaring dog?
"Ugh?" I saw that the Tibetan Mastiff heard Wang Biao's words, not only did it not move, but it also tilted its head and looked at Wang Biao in confusion. It didn't understand what Wang Biao meant at all.
This dog king, it seems that he will never have the chance to be the king of dogs in this life.
"Hey, I said, Mr. Er, don't communicate with the dog there. You are not Erlangshen, he is not a barking dog, and I am not a monkey. Why do you still want to let that puppy attack me?
Qin Shaojie said with a teasing smile.
"You are looking for death." When Wang Biao heard Qin Shaojie's ridicule, he became furious and ran towards Qin Shaojie brandishing a three-pointed double-edged knife.
"You have a weapon in your hand, but I don't. This is unfair." Looking at Wang Biao who was approaching, Qin Shaojie shook his hands, and a black iron sword appeared in his hand.
"Xuanyuan Sword, this is our first time working together. Although you don't look very good, it should be useful if you don't talk much, right?" After saying that, Qin Shaojie swung his sword.
There was a flash of golden light that made people unable to open their eyes. The dark, suspected pirated Xuanyuan Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and then countless Xuanyuan Sword Qi swept towards Wang Biao.
"Holy shit, this is incredible." Qin Shaojie was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he only used the Xuanyuan Jue, which was less than 10% powerful. Under the guidance of the Xuanyuan Sword, he was actually better than the seven or eight Tiger Soul Swords he had used before.
The power of success.
Qin Shaojie did not want Wang Biao's life, so the golden sword energy only cut through Wang Biao's clothes and hit the wall behind him.
There was a loud "boom", and the tall and thick wall of He Senyan's house was directly turned into powder by the Xuanyuan Sword Qi.