Between talking and laughing, he kills with his backhand.
Several demons of the Black Saint Sect were at a loss for a while when they saw the principal being killed.
They didn't even see how they were killed.
Zheng Qiong had already left at the moment, Luo Qingyi was standing in the dark and watching, she asked the people around her, "Senior brothers, what can you see?"
” "That golden light just now, it seems to be a needle?"
"Needle?"
There are many ministers under Luo Qingyi's skirt, and there are many people with good eyesight: "It's not a needle, it's a black dragon."
Just now, a golden light shot out from the dragon's wedge, killing the Black Saint Sect's Fukong. ” "No, no, no.
Senior Brother Zhang still didn't see Mingtang.
In front of the beauty, several demon cultivators expressed their opinions one after another: "That's not a simple dragon attack.
It's a double deck inside and out. ” "Oh?"
Luo Qingyi's curiosity came up and asked, "What do you mean by the inner and outer layers—" As she spoke, she leaned against this person with her plump chest.
"Senior Brother Li elaborate?"
"This is a certain form of sacrifice among the magic weapons."
The person who spoke looked at the other people around him triumphantly, enjoyed the service of the beauty, and said slowly, "Senior sister should know."
The foundation of our sacrificial magic weapon is the array diagram and the spirituality of the magic weapon.
If you want to upgrade a magic weapon, you need to re-burn the array diagram, or move the original array diagram to another magic weapon. ” "And this guy, if you guessed correctly.
The original dragon gong sacrifice is refined into a golden needle, and then the material is re-extracted and cast outside.
On weekdays, use the outer layer of the dragon mace to fight the enemy.
But if it comes to a critical moment, you can use the golden needle contained in it to sneak attack.
Fang Cai Fukong was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by the golden needle, so he hurt his soul and shattered his head. ” He said this.
Only then did everyone understand.
That Senior Brother Zhang snorted coldly: "It's also the Black Saint Sect's stupidity.
If it was a fellow Daoist of the Six-Armed Divine Sect, this method would not work. ” The Black Saint Sect attaches great importance to spiritual cultivation.
However, the Six-Armed Divine Sect, which is from the same origin, is more inclined to the physical body.
Even if the golden needle shot his head, the monk of the six-armed Demon God Sect would be able to escape his life and shape his head again.
"Flesh and blood regeneration, where do ordinary immortals and demons have that kind of means?
And compared to our Yuan Dao, it is obvious that this method is more restrained by the Xuanmen.
"Xuanmen cultivates the Yuan Shen, and opens up the Mud Pill Palace in the Meixin Ancestral Aperture, one is counted as one, and none of them can be avoided.
One questioned: "But in this way, the golden needle shoots out."
If it can't be recycled, won't it make the black dragon gong suffer?
” "Yes, if you meet a master of Xuanmen.
Not only will the Golden Needle be suppressed in the Mud Pill Palace, but it will also be easy to destroy the Black Dragon Gong, making him lose his wife and soldiers. ” However, these people's estimation of the magic weapon in Ji Feichen's hand is still a little insufficient.
The most important advantage he has is not the ink dragon scales on his body, but the civilization and knowledge of the other world he carries.
He doesn't need to know everything about Earth.
Just relying on his common sense of life in the past few decades, he made a completely different choice from the people of Xuanzheng Zhou in some things.
Facing the golden needle hidden in the Demon Dragon Hammer, Ji Feichen had other ideas, and there was no problem that these people considered.
Luo Qingyi listened to what these people said, suddenly smiled, and walked towards Ji Feichen with broken steps.
Ji Feichen was talking to the people of the Black Saint Sect, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, the jade carving on the empty corpse flew into his hand.
"I said, when I'm done with tea, I won't keep my hand anymore."
Ji Feichen saw Luo Qingyi standing aside and ignored her.
Instead, he played with the Nai He Yuqiao in his hand: "But for the sake of you offering me this magic weapon, I will open the net again."
Let's go. ” The people of the Black Saint Sect looked at each other, they couldn't figure out the depth of Ji Feichen, so they could only say secretly: "It seems that I want to invite His Highness down."
"Bring in Ming Moko, this is the last resort.
So, they turned and left.
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"Wait."
Ji Feichen spoke faintly again.
The expressions of the disciples of the Black Saint Sect became nervous: "We have already admitted defeat, do you still want to kill them all?"
” "Drink the tea while it's hot."
Ji Feichen's expression was unfazed, and he pointed to the hot tea placed in another place: "So as not to waste it." ” Several demons hesitated, as if they were worried that Ji Feichen would poison the tea.
"Don't worry, I'm going to kill you directly with weak water, and I won't use this method."
Xun Yi leaned back in the chair and put his hands on his knees.
The two black dragons beside him showed a fierce light, looking down at the five demons.
Under Xun Yi's threat, they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to drink the spirit tea.
Five cups of tea were eaten, and several people left in a hurry.
But as soon as he took a few steps, suddenly one of them covered his throat: "Ahhh "You lied to us?"
When the remaining few people saw this scene, they took out magic weapons and prepared to fight hard. wants to find Ji Feichen for revenge before he dies.
Ji Feichen rubbed the jade carving, and glanced at Luo Qingyi lazily: "I said, I won't use this method."
Since I let you live, I won't interfere anymore.
But I didn't say that other people wouldn't use poison, let alone that other people would let you go. ” The demons on the ground have been incinerated by poisonous fire.
Seeing the raging fire, everyone reacted.
"Bibi Demon Fire!"
"It's you!"
One of them pointed at Luo Qingyi and scolded: "You poisonous woman, we have obviously admitted defeat, and you still refuse to let go!"
” "If you knew today, why bother in the first place?"
Luo Qingyi, as a descendant of the sect, learned that the Black Saint Sect intended to hinder the promotion of his sect, where did he still have a good face.
"As long as you have two lives, it couldn't be cheaper."
Luo Qingyi's eyebrows floated: "You still don't roll?"
Five cups of tea, I only randomly planted a phosphorus poison fire in one cup of tea.
If you make any more noise, then you all stay. ” The witch scolded her, and the remaining four people left in disgrace.
After they left, Luo Qingyi filled the tea again and threw poison into one of the cups.
Ji Feichen raised his eyebrows and said to Luo Qingyi: "Senior sister, this method is good. ” At the beginning, in addition to facing the Black Saint Sect, his dismount was also aimed at other secret cultivators.
As for Luo Qingyi's methods, it is even more ruthless.
This is to tell the casual cultivators that you can challenge later, but you have to drink a cup of tea, and you have to kill someone randomly.
If it's not strong, it's just killed.
But because of the death of luck, these casual cultivators had to hesitate to consider, is it worth it to work hard for the sea of blood?
"I learned it from my mother."
Luo Qingyi said with a smile: "People are thoughtful, especially this kind of random death, which can make them even more afraid.
"Her mother is a female cultivator of the Heavenly Heart Demon Sect.
The Heavenly Heart Demon Sect is the best at manipulating people's hearts, using the seven emotions and six desires to cultivate.
After waiting for a while, two more groups of people came to provoke.
Ji Feichen casually slapped one person to death, Luo Qingyi fed them tea and poisoned one person, and cremated the body in public.
Under the deterrence of the two, no one dared to come anymore.
"I see it's getting nearly dusk.
Presumably, you can wait until tomorrow.
Luo Qingyi was relieved at this time, and she said to Ji Feichen, "Senior brother, do you want to have a drink?"
The nun made tea with her hands and gently touched it with her white jade fingers.
A pure cyan flame emerged from the amber tea.
Ji Feichen was looking into the distance thoughtfully, and he turned to look at the teacup.
The flame jumps over the tea stalk, creating a striking contrast with the tea.
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The female cultivator was smiling and patiently waiting for Ji Feichen's move.
"Thank you."
Ji Feichen took the teacup and said to Luo Qingyi, "Senior Sister Lao is tired of preparing another cup."
A friend who has been standing for so long should quench his thirst. ” "Huh?"
Luo Qingyi looked in the direction that Ji Feichen's gaze was staring into: "There are people there?"
” The orange clouds burned like fire, densely covered with layers of sky.
There was no other sight to be seen except clouds.
However, Ji Feichen spoke, and Luo Qingyi lit a poisonous fire in the tea again.
Ji Feichen flicked his hand, and the cup fluttered into the sky: "Friend, I've been waiting for so long, can I give you a cup of tea?"
” The cup was dragged by internal forces and landed firmly in front of the man, and not a drop of tea was spilled.
"Can you find me?"
There was laughter in the clouds, and the tea cup was caught by another force: "It just so happens that I am a little thirsty, so I will do it first as a respect."
In the blink of an eye, the tea inside disappeared with the poisonous fire.
And Ji Feichen also drank the tea in his hand in a big gulp.
The poisonous fire entered the body, but Ji Feichen's face was not different, and he looked at the person in the sunset clouds.
That person was hidden, and ordinary immortals and demons couldn't catch it at all.
If it weren't for Ji Feichen's refining into an innate true spirit, I am afraid that he would also be deceived by him.
This person swallowed the poisonous fire, and his throat seemed to be burned with charcoal, but he was not alarmed, silently refining the poisonous fire with his mana, and laughed at Ji Feichen: "Brother, drink your cup of tea, and don't do anything to your Yin Sect today."
Tomorrow you will challenge the ten paths, and then you will talk about the high and low.
The loud male voice was endless, and then the person disappeared from Ji Feichen's perception.
"Senior brother, who is he?"
Luo Qingyi couldn't help but speak: "Being able to swallow the Phosphorus Divine Fire alive is by no means an ordinary person." ” "I don't know.
But it feels like his mana ......
It's not the Sea of Blood, it's not the White Lotus Pure Sect, it's not the Six-Armed Divine Sect, it's not the Heavenly Heart Demon Sect, and it's not the Black Saint Sect.
Ji Feichen recalled this person's behavior, shook his head and said, "I can't see the calendar, and I can't find his Dao fruit."
This person is more clever than Senior Brother Zheng in terms of turtle breath concealment. ” "So, it's someone from the Quartet Sect?"
Luo Qingyi thought of something again, looked Ji Feichen up and down, and secretly thought in his heart: He is worthy of being a person blessed by the ancestor.
I didn't use all my strength in this poisonous fire.
But drink it directly, only Zheng Qiong can.
Now even the junior brother and the man can be.
It seems that there is indeed a dragon and a crouching tiger in the Yuan Dao.
The most important thing to rely on when drinking poisonous fire is not whether the strength is strong, but whether the body can resist the attack of the poisonous fire from the inside out.
Ji Feichen's Demon Dragon Body, as well as that person's Law Body, could do this.
In a weak place like the throat, it can also resist poisonous fire, which shows that the strength of the physical body is far better than that of ordinary colleagues.
"Tianya, Yang Fei, Bingyue and Jiao Hai in the Quartet Sect.
I know a few of them, but they don't look like this one.
Luo Qingyi was puzzled: "So, which sect's hidden disciple?"
” Each sect has its own hidden elite.
If it weren't for Zheng Qiong jumping out by himself, I'm afraid everyone wouldn't know the strength of the Yin Netherworld Sect.
"It would be good if Senior Brother fought with him just now, look at the gap between him and Senior Brother Zheng Qiong, and we will prepare early tomorrow.
If you let him go, won't you know the details?
” "Senior brother and Song Shaoming are of the same level, where can ordinary people beat him?"
Ji Feichen shook his head and said, "As for me letting him go, it's for the sake of Ming Mozi." ” "Speaking of which, do you know Ming Moko?"
"I was in southern Xinjiang and had met a few times before."
Ji Feichen's expression was taboo: "We just killed the people of the Black Holy Sect, it's hard to guarantee that this guy won't come out to take revenge." ” The Black Saint Sect is the most mysterious among the Three Demon Paths in Southern Xinjiang.
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Among them, the Ming Demon Son, as the Holy Son of the Black Saint Sect, is even more so.
Even Luo Qingyi hadn't seen him.
It is said that the people who have seen the true face of Ming Mako are already dead. …… The Four Demon Disciples of the Black Saint Sect returned to the Black Saint Sect's residence and came directly to a palace surrounded by palaces.
"Stop coming!"
Eight white-clothed maids stopped the four.
The four of them bowed their hands one after another: "Sisters, take the trouble to report to the Holy Son.
Let's just say that the Great Wizard of Fukong has been killed by the people of the Netherworld Sect. ” Ming Demon Zi had a high status in the Black Saint Sect, and even ordinary sect members couldn't see his face.
Only the twelve maids around him served closely and helped him pass the word to him.
"You wait."
The two white-clothed maids put away their swords and went into the palace to report their news.
The maid wears white clothes, the palace is white jade, and there are magic weapons such as white Su Taiguang tent, white jade carved dragon bottle, and white view of the god mirror in the palace.
The Holy Son sat in the tent and silently calculated, white flames rose in front of him, and a piece of tortoiseshell in the shape of white jade had already detected Fukong's death.
"Childe."
The second daughter came in to report, only to hear a faint voice in the tent: "Fukong is dead?"
” "Yes, a few wizards outside came to say that Fukong was killed by the Netherworld Sect."
"Call them in."
Ming Mozi thought of one thing, so he let the four demons enter the Taisu Palace.
After the four of them came in, they couldn't help but lower their heads when they saw the white brilliance inside.
"You said that Fukong was killed, who did it?"
"Your Highness, it's a black vein disciple named Ji Feichen."
"Ji Feichen?"
Ming Mozi's expression was shocked, but it was impossible to see it in the curtain.
He clenched his hands tightly, his expression changed, and his eyes looked faintly in the direction where the Netherworld Sect was located.
At this time, a demon disciple tentatively asked, "Your Highness, should we go for revenge?"
” "No need."
Ming Mozi said in a cold tone: "If the Yin Netherworld Sect wants to be promoted to the Holy Land, it can't bypass our Holy Sect.
Tomorrow, nature will be seen.
"Speaking of which, it's time to calculate the grievances of the year. …… On the other side, the demon drank Luo Qingyi's tea and slowly came to the station of the Western Barbarian Sect.
He searched the mountains and finally saw Tianya meditating and pranayama in a small cave.
Tianya and Ji Feichen have a chapter, and now they are struggling to suppress the weak water in their bodies.
"I just slapped him in the face, and secretly protected my body with mana, but I didn't expect to be injured by him."
There was a dark purple magic light in the palm of Tianya's right hand.
I could vaguely see a few drops of magic water seeping into his body from his palm.
The Nine Weak Waters in the Netherworld are just big rivers flowing above the Netherlands.
But in the Yang Realm, it is the poison that restrains all living beings.
"Weak water is really so powerful, just a few drops of weak water let me breathe for three hours?"
"Of course."
Suddenly, there was a noise at the entrance of the cave.
Tianya looked up, and a man with a hippie smile was looking at him at the door of the cave.
"How is the junior brother?
Weak water forced out?
” Tianya immediately straightened his face: "No."
Why did the senior brother come back, you weren't spying on that guy secretly?
” The demon shrugged: "When I was discovered, I naturally came back."
Unexpectedly, this guy's spiritual sense is more sensitive than Zheng Qiong.
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My Heavenly Turtle Avenue can't hide it from him. ” "Can't hide it?"
Tianya showed surprise: "Didn't you say that your Heavenly Turtle Divine Power has no opponent among your peers?"
” "So, today we ran into an opponent."
The demon man still has a calm and breezy appearance: "Forget it, don't talk about him."
I'll help you force out the weak water first.
Luckily, this isn't the real Six Weak Waters, otherwise you'd be dead. ” In the face of the three yin and weak water, these immortal demons can still refine.
But the real six weak waters, as long as they are sprinkled, they can take their lives.
The demon sat opposite Tianya, operating the unique mental method of the Barbarian Sect, and the black tiger demon also appeared behind him, and joined hands with Tianya to force out the weak water.