Stop showing off, the little ancestor, the global boss is kneeling down

Chapter 694 Effective Threat
Noticing Qin Siyu's gaze, Song Jin also touched his neck.

Then he grinned.

The look in his eyes was very eerie.

"After all, that old guy has lived for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is much higher than mine. So, of course, there will be a price to pay for swallowing him, but it doesn't matter. You can always recover from this price. ”

He stared at Qin Siyu with the same disgusting and greedy eyes as always, as if he had already been coveting Qin Siyu's soul.

Qin Siyu was extremely disgusted by his gaze and attacked directly without thinking.

Song Jin dodged for a moment, and then his other hand met his attacking fist.

The moment they faced each other, both of them took a few steps back.

Qin Siyu's eyes were full of surprise.

It stands to reason that when they left, Song Jin was not yet in the Nascent Soul stage, but now, despite being injured, his aura was on par with him.

And Song Jin was also a little surprised.

Because Qin Siyu's progress was almost terrifying.

He was able to achieve this level of cultivation because he devoured the soul of the ancestor of the Song family, but Qin Siyu seemed to have surpassed him easily.

The excitement in Song Jin's eyes became more and more obvious.

"As expected of the soul I have set my sights on, your potential is indeed too great. If I swallow you, my side effects will probably be cured to some extent."

He sighed, feeling a little regretful and a little happy at the same time.

He regretted that when Qin Siyu had no spiritual energy, he looked forward and backward and did not devour him directly.

But I'm glad that if I devour it too early, I might make it into a wedding dress for the ancestor of the Song family.

Or, if Qin Siyu wasn't so powerful, even if he swallowed it, he would definitely not be as good as he is now.

Qin Siyu smiled slightly.

He reached out and summoned his spiritual weapon.

As soon as Wenlong appeared in his hands, a powerful spiritual energy surrounded him.

Then there is a strong desire to fight.

"With you? Devour me? In a dream."

He sneered and slashed with his long knife.

"Don't say that you and I are fighting now. We are just equally matched. Even if I can't beat you, I still have my little ancestor."

Song Jin was struck by Wenlong's sword and took several steps back.

Staring at Wenlong in shock and surprise.

"what is this?"

Qin Siyu held Wenlong tightly and then wiped it gently.

"Of course it is, my spiritual weapon."

After that, attack again.

Qin Siyu, holding the Wenlong, looked quite unstoppable.

Yanzhi next to him was also very fascinated.

If Qin Siyu used it to ask the dragon when he was competing with him, then the time for his defeat would definitely be shortened significantly.

The increase in spiritual weapons for cultivators is really too great.

This is also the reason why many people fight over their heads, or fight to the death over a spiritual weapon.

In other words, when Qin Siyu and Song Jin faced off just now, they were somewhat evenly matched.

But Song Jin couldn't resist Qin Siyu who had asked Wenlong.

After being knocked away by Qin Siyu for the fourth time, he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The skin on his face has also become much older at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, his old appearance is somewhere between Song Jin and the ancestor of the Song family.

It seems like this face gets older. He will become like the ancestor of the Song family.

Qin Siyu was merciless, hitting his lifeline with every move, and he felt like he would not stop until he could be killed.

Song Jin couldn't resist it at all.

He was visibly depressed.

Qin Siyu has been trained by Si Hanqiu for a long time and has been in this continent for a long time. He is no longer the kind-hearted and soft-hearted person he was before, and he can't do anything to others.

Thinking of Song Jin's many evil deeds, he also thought of those corpses just now.

His eyes gradually became cold.

In the end, he kicked Song Jin over and stabbed him in the heart with a sword. Song Jin seemed to be unable to react and was directly shot through the heart by Qin Siyu.

Song Jin's eyes widened.

Qin Siyu was also a little in disbelief. He didn't expect it to be so easy.

But the next moment, he suddenly became wary again.

Because there was a somewhat strange and proud smile on Song Jin's face.

"You don't think that I wasted so much effort and devoured that old thing, and that's all I learned, right?"

After he finished speaking, his hand loosened his grip on Qin Siyu's sword.

Under the long sword, it was clearly Song Jin, but his appearance slowly changed.

It was one of the corpses they had seen before.

It seemed that the one who had just fought with Qin Siyu for such a long time was this corpse.

Qin Siyu pulled out the long sword.

When he turned around, there was no trace of Song Jin.

He was in a daze.

Nian Nian's expression did not change.

"Jiaojiao."

Jiao Jiao immediately jumped into the air, and not long after, he grabbed Song Jin, who had gone somewhere, and fell in front of Qin Siyu.

Nian Nian sneered.

"The golden cicada escapes from its shell? Okay, I want to see how many of you have enough bodies to kill, Xiao Yu, do it!"

The celebration was unceremonious and went straight to the attack.

After one attack after another, Song Jin ran away again and again, only to be caught back by Jiao Jiao.

There is no way out of this mountain range.

He was caught by Jiao Jiao.

When Song Jin stabbed him again, Song Jin obviously had no other means, and he shouted.

"and many more!"

Qin Siyu's long knife moved slightly, grazing his neck and falling to the ground next to him.

Song Jin's neck was punctured, but not a drop of blood came out.

It was as if now, except for his face that looked just like an ordinary person, his whole body had turned into a mummy.

Song Jin gasped.

"I have news that you must be interested in. As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you."

Qin Siyu curled his lips sarcastically.

"If there is any news you want to know, we will find the answer ourselves without taking any trouble."

After saying that, I wanted to take action directly.

Song Jin shouted with his eyes closed.

"What if it's about Qin Lang?!"

Qin Siyu's hand suddenly stopped.

Nian Nian also stepped forward and stared at Song Jin.

"News about brother?"

Song Jin nodded.

"To be precise, it's not Qin Lang, but Qin Lang's wife, called An Xin?"

Nian Nian grabbed his neck.

"How do you know your sister-in-law's name?!"

Song Jin was choked so hard that he could hardly breathe. After Nian Nian let go of him, he stopped struggling and sat cross-legged on the ground, covering his neck and coughing several times.

Qin Siyu, on the other hand, took out some water from his storage bag and washed Song Jin's hand for Niannian.

Obviously disgusted.

Song Jin glanced at him and smiled.

"I devoured him. Not only did I get his cultivation, but I also got some of his memories, and these memories are about your brother Qin Lang and your sister-in-law An Xin."

Qin Siyu reminded Nian Nian in a low voice.

"Little ancestor, be careful of his scheming ways."