Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Is this a situation similar to that of Sikong Wuyuan?

Xue Qiqi raised her hand and dispersed the spiritual power. With a sinister smile on her lips, she stepped forward and slapped him.

Jiang Ming was about to dodge, but found that he couldn't raise his hand at all.

"Get me out!"

Jiang Ming remembered that voice and yelled around, but he ignored him at all.

He was speechless.

Okay, great, what a shame, right?
Then let him force it out!

Xue Qiqi took out a dart from her pocket and aimed it at Jiang Ming's neck.

Jiang Ming remained unmoved and kept brewing the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power gathered in his heart and came together.

After a while, he found that he could move and directly released his spiritual power.

Xue Qiqi was shocked out, an incredible look flashed in her eyes.

But now she seems unable to speak, crawling on all fours and howling, and reaches her mother's side.

Jiang Ming touched the beaten face, and the red marks and wounds disappeared immediately.

Sikong Wuyuan watched on the side and clapped his hands and applauded.

"How did you do this? It's so amazing! I want to do it like this next time."

He was filled with admiration and anxiety.

Now he still has no way to struggle out of this position.

Jiang Ming walked towards Sikong Wuyuan and taught him to gather spiritual power.

Sikong Wuyuan was impressive, and his spiritual power instantly made a huge V, but it still did not change the situation where he could not move.

"Everyone has their own trials?"

Jiang Ming made no sense, and then discovered that the reason why Sikong Wuyuan couldn't move this time was because of acupuncture points.

He clicked twice.

A burst of spiritual power rose from acupuncture point to acupuncture point. This promotion is also very impressive.

Opening Sikong Wuyuan's acupuncture points, Jiang Ming discovered that Xue Qiqi's mother was beginning to resurrect at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Xue Qiqi didn't do anything, she just kept crying.

Jiang Ming's eyes were deep in thought.

Is it possible that these tears have a repairing effect?

Sikong Wuyuan murmured to himself: "There is an ancient legend in the ancient scrolls. The god who was worshiped by thousands of people had a daughter, but it was considered to be an ominous sign."

"Since then, they have been tortured and killed, and have lived a homeless life. Then, they refused to be humiliated, rose up to resist, and became monsters that everyone is afraid of."

These words attracted Jiang Ming's attention.

At this moment, Sikong Wuyuan was like a puppet, lifeless and his eyes were empty.

He slapped his head.

Come on, Sikong Wuyuan was controlled again.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Sikong Wuyuan returned to his original state and said with a horrified expression: "I seemed to have had a strange dream just now."

"Are there so-called gods and monsters in the dream?"

Jiang Ming said something in cooperation.

"how do you know?"

Sikong Wuyuan's pupils trembled and he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Ming was helpless.

"That thing wants me to know."

I don’t know what the significance is. Does it have anything to do with him? In exchange for his sympathy?

He expressed his incomprehension.

Xue Qiqi's mother turned into a monster and walked towards Sikong Wuyuan and Jiang Ming step by step.

The scarred people immediately knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

"O God, the God whom I pray for endlessly, please give me infinite glory!"

"This, this, this scene..."

Sikong Wuyuan was so excited that he could not speak. He kept pointing at these people. Jiang Ming rolled his eyes.

He didn't even need to listen to know what Sikong Wuyuan was going to say next.

This is obviously meant to be staged for them. What do you do with this thing?
And the so-called god had already arrived in front of them, and a voice with a duck voice came out: "Why don't you kneel down when you see the god?"

"You can be Xue Qiqi's mother, but you cannot be our god."

Jiang Ming refused.

This god is too outrageous.

Xue Qiqi's mother immediately became angry, her whole body was emitting purple-red flames, and the next second she kept throwing flames at them.

Jiang Ming disagreed, clasping his hands together, his spiritual power was looming, and he directly forced the flames back.

The crowd of people shouted loudly.

"Why do you, an alien like you, attack a god? You are still the savior. You don't have the temperament that a leader of the Qingguo Kingdom should have at all!"

"This is the God above all people. You should be pious and not insult him."

"Do you want to kill our god to seek power and usurp the throne? It's impossible in this life, and we won't recognize you!"

……

What he said after this became even more bizarre.

Jiang Ming suspected that there was something wrong with his eardrums.

Didn’t this group of people say they were scared a second ago? How come he became a god in the next second?
This change of face was faster than flipping through a book.

A trace of disgust flashed in Sikong Wuyuan's eyes, and when Xue Qiqi's mother wasn't paying attention, he walked around behind her.

Xue Qiqi seemed to have the ability to predict things. She secretly took out a small chopping knife and cut directly at Sikong Wuyuan's head.

He turned his back to Xue Qiqi, unaware of the sudden danger. He just transformed into a knife and slashed at Xue Qiqi's mother's head.

Jiang Ming saw this scene clearly and cursed in his heart.

Sikong Wuyuan's IQ is somewhat lowered today.

He quickly turned around and came directly behind Xue Qiqi. He cut through the mess with a sharp knife and cut off the opponent's head first.

But he didn't expect that there was telepathy between mother and daughter. Xue Qiqi's mother turned her head the next second and screamed at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan.

The loud noise almost shattered their eardrums, and Sikong Wuyuan's plan succeeded, and he was directly pulled away by Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised one hand and aimed at Xue Qiqi's mother's head and struck.

The end suddenly exploded, and the brains spilled out.

"vomit……"

Although he had seen many scenes around, Sikong Wuyuan couldn't help but spit it out.

Jiang Ming drew a finger in the palm of his hand, and his spiritual power wrapped around the brain.

Sikong Wuyuan couldn't understand.

If everyone is dead, is there any use in wrapping it with spiritual power?

Isn't this a waste of effort?

Unexpectedly, the next second, he felt like he was slapped in the face.

Xue Qiqi's head suddenly moved and landed directly on her body.

This speed was extremely fast, and a new Xue Qiqi appeared in everyone's eyes.

Her expression was cold, and ice sparkled in her eyes.

Countless ice flowers came towards Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan. The two of them stepped back and collectively resisted the ice flowers in front of them.

The ice flowers fell apart, but then reunited again.

Jiang Ming clenched his fist and smashed the ice flower directly.

Punch after punch, Binghua had no chance to reunite again.

Sikong Wuyuan was so excited that he used his eighteen punches.

After eighteen punches, the ice flower completely stopped making overlapping movements.

Jiang Ming also ended the action.

Sikong Wuyuan was so drunk that he wiped his sweat and stared at Xue Qiqi's mother.

She sat there blankly, not knowing what she was doing. (End of chapter)