For people like Su Jing and Qi Donglai, is there anything else in the world that is more interesting than harming their enemies?
Yes: Use the same trick again.
It's not that Mo Juling has no brains, but if Su Jing wanted to harm people, why did he have to "open up the net" and allow the enemy to take back the power outside his body? It doesn't make sense, so I didn't expect that it was too late to be surprised or confused at this time, and the monk's hand was
Holding it, the Zen family's power is as deep as an abyss and as stable as a mountain. It not only restrains the giant spirit's body, but also firmly restrains the remaining power of the giant spirit. As for other offensives... Si Zhao cannot dodge, let alone block.
The star sword fell and struck the sky; the right fist rose up and hit the face; Beiming roared loudly, and the sharp shock cut into the root of the leg; Tu Wan was not fancy and silent, straight to the heart, the sword energy burst and shattered the muscles, bones, skin and flesh
The internal organs... there was no room for it anymore. The Mo giant spirit was completely defeated. After all the heavy blows, he could not curse even half a word. He gritted his teeth and stared hard for a moment, and then his body exploded with a "boom".
broken!
Either he was killed or he counterattacked when he was dead. He exploded his body and unleashed a fierce force to counterattack Su Jing, but it was of no use. Su Jing had already taken precautions. The flower leaves and sword feathers reappeared, forming a light and skillful area to protect him.
The body. And forming a domain is not only for self-defense, but also for encirclement and suppression: encirclement and suppression of the soul and spirit!
Just as Su Jing guessed, when the body of the giant ink exploded, a black light took advantage of the chaos and flew towards the west. However, what was beyond Su Jing's expectation was that the black light was like a shadow and smoke, and was not restricted by the legal domain.
, escaped like lightning and shot into the distance.
Su Jing failed to stop him, and the others who were too far away had no time to take action. What surprised everyone even more was that the spirit of Mo Giant Spirit was not the 'Little Giant Spirit', but the 'Zi'.
It’s really a Chinese character, a square Chinese character in block letters, two characters above and below: Si, Zhao.
‘Zhao’ carried ‘Si’ and fled like crazy.
Si Zhao’s soul is ‘Si Zhao’.
It's true that everyone present is well-informed. No one has ever seen magic or understands the "character" of flying escape, even if the "Zhao" below grows two legs.
It was indeed a strange thing. Before the 'two characters' escaped from sight, Su Jing swept a spiritual consciousness over in time. He couldn't even detect the slightest bit of spiritual energy or soul. That was the two characters, which escaped very quickly.
At this moment, a sharp sword energy suddenly shot from a distance, precise and fast, hitting 'Si Zhao' in the middle. Only a pitiful howl was heard, and the soul of the giant Mo spirit was shattered into smoke by the fierce sword energy!
It wasn't until this moment that this black giant spirit was truly dead.
There is another Daxiu lurking on the side, but Su Jing and others are ignorant. Not only Su Jing and his party, not even the Black Giant Spirit Sizhao knows about it!
Su Jing was shocked. But in the blink of an eye, the surprise turned into great joy: the sword energy was coming in the direction, the sea of clouds rippled away, and a graceful woman in a yellow dress appeared, holding a long and narrow sword, with exquisite facial features and an indifferent expression...
...who is it if it’s not Qianxun!
Su Jing was surprised and happy that the young master's wife was also looking at Yan Hai, but before he came back to his senses, the three dwarf gods had already rushed forward and knelt down in front of Qian Xun: "Greetings to the young master's wife!"
Qian Xun said "Hmm", and Ling Bo walked past the three of them lightly. She didn't say anything, so the three corpses took it as her words. He stood up and followed the young master's wife, and Lei Dong asked the two brothers beside him: "
Do you think that the young lady looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
The other two dwarfs' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they said in unison: "It's so similar!" They didn't want to praise the little master's wife, but mainly wanted to praise their brother for his resemblance to the good-wealth boy who always accompanied Guanyin before he arrived.
Su Jing quickly rushed up to salute and say hello. Whenever he met with his elders, Su Jing would never neglect the etiquette. Qian Xun allowed him to do it without stopping him. After greeting him, Su Jing asked, "Why are you here?"
"Almost six years ago, I noticed a sword intent, chased after it, and entered this sea of degenerate."
The three corpses suddenly realized, and they all said: "No wonder there is no news about your old age in the past few years, and the disciples are worried." The three corpses were only thinking about flattering, and did not pay attention to anything else. Su Jing was not so heartless, and his eyes were surprised when he heard this.
Flashed: "Sword Intent? Could it be..."
Qian Xun nodded before he finished speaking.
Qian Xunyang entered the Netherworld to find someone, so whose sword intention she was tracking belonged to? Whose could it be? Qian Xun Yang had never competed with Lu Jiaoba, but for this 'uncle''s practice, the sword was
I have heard Lu Yajiu say it many times before, so I have a deep understanding of it.
Su Jing couldn't tell whether he was surprised or nervous: "Master is also in Yanyanhai?!"
"No, I've searched carefully, and there's no trace at all." Qian Xun's tone was calm. Speaking like this would make people think she was a little impatient, but she wouldn't hide it when she should tell Su Jing: "After thinking about it, I think it was
Half a step late."
The thing is not difficult to explain. Six years ago, when the universe was released in the Yanyan Sea, all kinds of "demons" took the opportunity to enter, triggering a series of fierce battles in this realm. But when the universe was released, not only people came, but also people left. Ruoqian
You were right. Lu Jiao left at that time, and when he entered the Nether World from the small world of Transformation Realm, he revealed a hint of sword intent.
And the sword is cultivated in the heart, and Qianxun's swordsmanship has reached the state of perfection. When the same superb and pure sword intention appears elsewhere, it can be noticed even though it is far away. After hearing the news, she rushed over immediately. Unfortunately, she arrived there.
The corner has gone.
In terms of time, Qian Xun arrived later than You Langzheng and others.
She saw the battle between the judge and Yin Zhen, and she also saw the Mo giant spirit enjoying the benefits of being a fisherman. She ignored it for the time being and went to all corners of the realm to find the whereabouts of Lu Jiao.
After searching for several years, Qian Xun gradually gave up and was sure that Lu Jiao had left.
There was no Lu Jiao here and she would not stay any longer. She originally planned to capture the Mo Giant Spirit and let him take her away from here and then kill the beast with one sword - regardless of the grudges between good and evil, but she must take care of her children, she knew.
Su Jing and Mo Se are at odds with each other, and she is too lazy to care about who lives or dies between Yin Zhen and the judge, but she will get rid of the black giant spirit hiding in Qi Yanhai.
"I didn't expect that before I could find the Shangmo Giant Spirit, you would come to Yanyanhai."
Speaking of this, Su Jing was thoughtful: "Si Zhao said that he was held captive by a ferocious corpse for more than half a year..."
At that time, Su Jing was fighting hard to refine the seventy-three chains and enter the body of ink. It was the critical moment to break the sky and bloom the feather flower. The ink giant Si Zhao stood up from his eyes and wanted to destroy Su Jing's career.
Qian Xun changed her mind. She wanted to see what kind of fighting power Su Jing, her proud disciple, would have after he broke through again, so instead of killing Si Zhao directly, she used her fierce aura to force the opponent. She waited until Su Jing completed his training.
'Let him go', then hide away and watch the fight.
Qian Xun's voice was flat: "I activated the killing force through your corpse evil spirit, so the black ink giant spirit never knew I was there."
"Thirteen evil generals with ghost bodies?" Su Jing asked.
"The weakest among them." Qianxun replied.
Qianxun is a great cultivator of the mourning family, and Su Jing learned the skill of refining corpses from her. It was easy for her to convey her spirit through her disciple's corpse. In the end, the corpse was killed by Si Zhao, and Mo Juling said...
A strange corpse raised in the underworld...
In fact, this battle had the junior wife sitting on the sidelines and watching. Even if Su Jing lay sprawled on the ground and couldn't get up as soon as he came up, Si Zhao would still die. The outcome was already decided, but Qian Xun wanted to see Su Jing's skills.
Of course Su Jing would not be angry when he learned the truth. He smiled and said to Qian Xun, "It doesn't matter that my disciple's skills are nothing in your eyes. It makes my wife laugh."
Qian Xun shook her head, which was rare. She praised Su Jing: "You are very good." After saying that, she looked at the three dwarfs. The three corpses were sighing for some reason, deliberately artificial, and the sighs were
It was long and heavy, and sounded like a yawn. Qianxun didn't care whether they had nails on their feet or hemorrhoids on their buttocks, and asked directly: "Nianhua. You know the rhythm, do you know what the bone of sound is?"
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Such trivial matters did not faze Akame, so she immediately responded: "Slap!" After answering, he looked at the young master's wife helplessly. With all his strength, he continued to sigh: "Alas!"
Qian Xunli ignored it and looked back at Su Jing: "It's all about beats. Cultivation, music, fighting... are all the same. Only when you have your own beats can you have your own understanding and achieve real achievements.
You haven't even reached the seventh level yet and you've already achieved 'tempo', which is great."
Su Jingsurong accepted the teacher's teachings, but after nodding, he was still a little confused: "What do you think your disciple's racket is?"
"Bitch." The young master's wife responded with one word.
Su Jing was very happy: "Yes, it's all thanks to the teachings of the master's wife, who opened a heavy sword skill for the disciple. The disciple never dares to neglect the swordsmanship, so he should think about it carefully..."
"You little bitch, don't brag about yourself." Qian Xun's voice was still so light that it was almost ethereal, but there was clearly a smile on her face.
Once again, in an instant, the beauty is so bright that it falls into the eyes and never goes away.
"Ahem!" Su Jing understood that his beat was "cheap", and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He really wanted to laugh, but he still laughed after being called "cheap" by his mistress, wouldn't that mean he was even meaner?
Now, Su Jing's expression was strange and stiff.
"Alas! I remember Si Zhao said that the corpse that was confronting him was broken into pieces by him!" The three corpses sighed for a long time. Seeing that the young master's wife didn't even glance at her from the corner of her eye, they finally couldn't help it anymore and started
They chatted loudly with each other, the sound was so loud that even the soldiers in Shen Zhou's army who were deployed furthest away could hear clearly.
Lei Dong spoke first, and Nian Hua immediately responded: "Oh! Once the corpse is broken into pieces, it can't be used, right? Can it be sewn up again?"
Chimu shook his head solemnly: "Alas! My mistress has taught me a long time ago that a good corpse relies on its skin to store evil and nourish its evil. Even if the skin is broken, even if it can be sewn back together, it's just a piece of work, and it's useless."
"Alas! Thinking about those thirteen evil generals and the shape of the female ghost in the wedding robe, which originated from the evil veins of the earth and the yin. How miraculous and blessed. Now one of them has been destroyed. When I think of this, my... heart...
I feel empty and uncomfortable in my heart." Lei Dong's face was sad, and his facial features were about to burst into tears: "The deceased is dead, and the corpse is dead and cannot be resurrected. I just sigh, Su Qiangqiang is a person with poor luck and few fate after all! When he first got the ghost body
So what if the joy is boundless? So what if I learned the miraculous skills of the little master's wife in refining corpses and worked hard day and night to make sacrifices? In the end, the corpse was shattered! It's not in vain...it's sad and ridiculous, it's ridiculous and sad, alas!"
As soon as Gu Xiaojun was freed from his shackles, he returned to the Grand Judge to serve. At this moment, listening to the words of the three corpses, his pretty face showed confusion: "Wasn't it true that only one of the thirteen ghost bodies was destroyed...or were they all destroyed?"
Qi Donglai stood not far from her, hugging his arms and responded: "The three of them are playing time, don't take it seriously."