Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

Chapter 257 Stay here!The three heroes of Qiongqi! (4k)

Qiong Sicheng was stunned when he looked at the little man rushing towards him.

The guy spinning in the air with flames didn't look like a hidden weapon.

Like fireworks balls, colorful.

Mainly because he couldn't feel any killing intent in that little man.

Innocent children?
Qiong Sicheng shook his head violently.

No, this is the spirit bone world!
How could there be a kid!

His outstretched hand grabbed the little girl.

boom!
The terrifying force made his whole arm tremble.

Qiong Sicheng's pupils shrank sharply, his hands suddenly exerted force, and he was about to crush the little girl in his hands to burst.

bass!
A strange stream of light flashed over the little girl.

No matter how hard Qiong Sicheng exerted his strength, the little girl in his hands would not move at all.

Qiong Sicheng's whole body crackled.

There is a faint power blooming from the body.

Not waiting for completion.

A pair of indifferent eyes appeared in front of him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Qiong Sicheng raised his right arm and slammed it down.

Qin Huai was also unequivocal and punched the top of his head.

The punch is halfway out.

Under the Qiongqi demon's arms, two bluish-white light groups suddenly appeared.

Gathering spirit bomb!
Qiong Sicheng raised a ferocious smile on his lips and shouted loudly.

"Boy, you've been fooled!"

He had just seen the opponent's physical strength, how could he match his strength!
boom!
Two spirit-gathering bombs exploded.

The energy turned into sharp wind blades and shot out in all directions.

The fierce energy cut off countless vegetation and turned more than ten meters around into a mess.

And the most central position of the spirit gathering bomb.

A golden scar flashed across Qin Huai's arm, and then drops of blood fell.

That's it.

Qin Huai's fist only paused for a moment before it hit Qiong Sicheng's arm.

The cracking sound of the forearm bones was like a drum.

Finally, it rushed to the high point and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Qin Huai stepped forward with his legs and feet, and the earth shattered.

Spider web-like cracks spread around, and dust and sand rose.

Another punch followed.

boom!
The air exploded like a roar, making the leaves in the forest rustle.

Qiong Sicheng landed dozens of meters away with a thud, holding the little girl tightly in his hand, sweating like rain falling from his head.

so close!

If I had been one step slower just now, I would have died here.

"Boy, which family are you from? Do you know that invading the spiritual world station is equivalent to declaring war on my Qiong family?"

Qiong Sicheng held the little girl in his hand tightly, not daring to take his eyes away from Qin Huai's body for a moment.

"Quit now, how about I pretend this never happened?"

Qin Huai turned a deaf ear and rushed towards Qiong Sicheng.

"Boy, the consequences of what you do are not something you can afford!"

Qiong Sicheng looked at Qin Huai without any intention of slowing down.

He directly held the little girl in his hand in front of him.

"If you don't stop, your companion will die!"

As he spoke, a bluish-white spiritual ball gathered in front of his chest and was aimed at the little girl's throat.

"Hmph! Stop looking down on people!"

"The spirit-gathering ball from the Qiongqi tribe also wants my life?!"

The little girl snorted coldly, even though her whole head was tightly grasped by Qiong Sicheng's big hand.

But still very tough.

"Since you are looking for death, I won't be polite!"

Veins popped up on Qiong Sicheng's forehead.

The spirit-gathering ball on her chest hit the little girl directly in the face.

boom!
The energy exploded, surging and engulfing the little girl's head.

Green smoke curled up from Qiong Sicheng's hand.

But there was no smile on his face, because the feel of his left hand was still solid.

It proved that what the little girl said was true.

His spirit-gathering ball was actually ineffective against him!

Swish!
Qiong Sicheng's pupils shrank when he saw Qin Huai appearing in front of him.

The unstoppable posture and the amazing strength that he had not yet forgotten made Qiong Sicheng give up resistance instantly.

Instead, his eyes were fixed on Qin Huai's face, wanting to imprint it in his heart.

"Boy, you will never have a hiding place in the spiritual world!"

"Your journey to the King's Realm will end from now on!"

boom!
A heavy punch was shown to have penetrated Qiong Sicheng's abdomen.

The entire upper body fell weakly.

The tall Qiong Sicheng was forced to slowly look at Qin Huai's level, even slightly shorter.

"Enjoy your last days in the spirit world!"

Qiong Sicheng smiled grimly.

Because after all, from time to time he really dies, and it won't be long before he comes back.

boom!
Qin Huai's second punch also sent Qiong Sicheng out of the spirit world without any hesitation.

Blood flows in the hands.

All perceptions in the spiritual world are no different from those in this world.

Even if it smells like blood, it can still be reproduced perfectly.

"The two of us are amazing."

The little girl put her hands on her hips, her face full of pride.

"We successfully won the first battle of the Qiongqi clan!"

“How broad are their admissions?”

Qin Huai asked while observing the surrounding terrain.

Among the dense mountain forests, there is only a flat grassland of about [-] meters here.

"It's about a hundred meters in radius," the little girl said.

"Then it seems that the attainments of the six tribes and three sects in formations are terrifying."

Qin Huai sighed that the scope was similar to what he thought.

"Just make do with it. Over the years, the masters of the Eight Royal Clans have been pursuing the pure-blood realm, but they have neglected their battle tactics."

"Only the Long family...that is, the current royal family, has profound attainments in formations."

"Most of the positioning formations of the six tribes and three sects have the participation of royal princes." The little girl blurted out, knowing these secrets by heart.

"You know so much."

Qin Huai complimented but also made insinuations.

"No, I am the leader of the ascetics of the Buddhist sect, the first disciple of the Imperial Branch of the Confucian sect, the second disciple of the Taoist sect, and the chief guest of the six tribes..."

The little girl started adding prefixes to herself again.

……

barren state.

The Qiong family in the north.

In the secret room, Qiong Sicheng spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahhhh!!!"

He roared angrily and jumped up from the bed.

It directly smashed into the roof, and the junior who was waiting outside to play was instantly silenced.

"Sir! May I ask why you are angry?"

Several human servants fell to their knees on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Snapped!
Qiong Sicheng slapped the person who opened his mouth to pieces.

Blood and flesh splattered all over the floor.

"Sir, forgive me!"

Several people kowtowed heavily on the ground and were so frightened that they became incontinent on the spot.

Qiong Sicheng ignored it, grabbed another woman, and opened her bloody mouth on the spot.

He raised his head and crushed the woman bit by bit, letting the blood and flesh flow into his mouth.

"Ah! Damn bastard!"

Qiong Sicheng's eyes regained some vitality at this moment.

The surrounding juniors of the Qiong family were not surprised by this scene.

These servants of the human race are, to be more precise, blood-eaters.

They are all carefully selected, both in terms of qualifications and souls.

They do things for them when they have nothing to do. Once the clan members encounter a bottleneck in their practice or are injured and need to recuperate, they are the best tonic.

"Old Ancestor, what happened in the spirit world?"

"If you tell me, maybe the children can help you solve your problems." Several juniors from the Qiong family bowed their waists and said respectfully.

The Qiong Sicheng in front of him is already the elder of the Qiong family. His strength is unfathomable and he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

The garrison that guards the spirit world all year round can be said to be the mainstay of the Qiongqi clan.

"Are the sect masters and the others here?"

Qiong Sicheng asked.

"The sect master is here, as well as the elders of the clan. Now that the war is going on ahead, the sect master and the others have been discussing matters in the sect temple every two days."

A clever young man immediately guided Qiong Sicheng.

The two rushed into the temple quickly, one in front of the other.

boom!
"Disciple Qiong Sicheng has met the sect master!"

Qiong Sicheng slammed the door open, causing the heated debate inside to stop abruptly.

The ancestral temple of the Qiongqi tribe is very large.

The gate alone is 20 meters high, and the shortest tribesman who greets the people passing by is only five or six meters tall, but it seems much normal in front of this huge building.

"Sicheng? Why are you here?"

The leader of the Qiongqi clan is taller.

Just sitting on that huge stone bench is as tall as an ordinary pavilion.

It looks like a small mountain.

The same is true for the other people in the monastery. They are all the talkers of the Qiongqi clan.

Real top combat power.

The people who enter are all masters of Fu Zang Realm.

Third Young Master Qiong, who was instantly killed by Qin Huai earlier, was also among them.

"Something happened in the spiritual world."

Qiong Sicheng said fiercely, "Two small-looking guys broke into my tribe's garrison and attacked me to death."

Qiong Sicheng deliberately changed the facts to a sneak attack because otherwise it would be a loss of face.

As soon as this word comes out.

Immediately there was excitement in the temple.

One by one, huge figures suddenly stood up and opened their bloody mouths.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire monastery.

"Breaking into our spiritual world camp is equivalent to declaring war on the Qiongqi tribe!"

"Which family do those two people belong to? Buddhist sect? Taoist sect or Confucian sect?"

A clan elder asked.

"None of them... I think one of them has the aura of the Kunpeng clan." Qiong Sicheng said and then called someone to take out a pen and ink.

There was a person behind him who followed Qiong Sicheng's words and described the appearance of Qin Huai and the little girl in the spirit world.

"The Kunpeng clan..."

The leader of the Qiongqi clan murmured.

In the ancestral temple, there were sneers one after another.

"Kunpeng tribe, I haven't heard this name for a long time."

"I thought they had been exterminated."

"They are a bunch of trash. They were killed by the Qingzhou Emperor all those years ago. They have no background whatsoever. They have not left the realm of a king for nearly ten thousand years."

"Could it be the Qingzhou Emperor who killed his luck when he slaughtered the Kunpeng clan?"

"Then what does the Kunpeng clan's sudden provocation mean?"

"Do you want us to help eradicate him, the shame of the Eighth Royal Family?"

Discussions and ridicules continued one after another.

"All right."

The sect leader Qiongqi raised his hand, and the sect immediately became quiet.

"Are you sure you are from the Kunpeng tribe?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Qiong Sicheng.

"It can't be wrong!" Qiong Sicheng quickly lowered his head with a humble look on his face.

"Since it is confirmed that it is the Kunpeng clan, they probably want to take advantage of our conflict with the three sects and the Sacred Heart Sect, and gain some benefits from it."

"The current situation is turbulent, and the Sacred Heart Sect is the troublemaker."

"Coupled with the fact that Uncle Dragon Emperor, who has recently appeared in the spiritual blood world, has spoken out about reviving the Dragon Clan... it is indeed a good time to ask for a price."

"It's just that this calculation is good, but I don't know what the strength is."

There was no expression on Sect Master Qiongqi's face.

Then he looked towards his hand.

"Siren, Siyao, Simo, the three of you go meet those two guys from the Kunpeng tribe."

"If those two guys can survive, let's see what price the other side can offer."

"If not..."

Master Qiongqi tapped his fingers on the stone bench.

"Then you go to Qingzhou yourself and help them."

As soon as the words fell, three men with different looks stood up immediately.

"As ordered!"

Qiong Sicheng, who was standing in the middle, felt relieved when he saw the three people standing up.

These three demon brothers are the three heroes of Qiongqi.

The three of them are all top experts at the fifth level of Fu Zang Realm.

His bloodline has reached the level of [-]% pure blood, and his long-term interest is to hunt those future kings who have risen from the bottom.

The methods are extremely cruel.

Originally, he was worried that his deliberate concealment would make the Qiongqi tribe suffer again.

But with the three outstanding players of Qiongqi, there is no need to worry so much.

"Those two people may have fled, but my spirit-gathering bullet hit them both. The three heroes can use my spiritual energy smell to track them."

As he said this, Qiong Sicheng's palm suddenly glowed with a spiritual light.

The three heroes of Qiongqi waved their hands, and the little spiritual light instantly turned into three parts and were inhaled into their noses respectively.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The eldest of the three brothers, Qiong Siren, grinned, patted Qiong Sicheng on the shoulder and passed by.

They go into the secret room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed holding the Lingshi in his hand.

Peace of mind.

At the same time, blue light burst out in the sky outside the secret room.

A huge Qiongqi shadow flashed past, and the breathing of the three Qiongqi heroes in the secret room also stabilized.

boom!
In the spirit world.

The three heroes of Qiongqi opened their eyes instantly.

"Let's go separately..."

boom!
Qiong Siren hasn't finished speaking yet.

Just watching the blood and flesh splashing everywhere in the pupils.

And his head was spinning, as if rolling in mid-air.

bang bang bang...

The huge head rolled on the ground several times before his eyes finally found the culprit.

The tiny guy stood in a pool of blood.

Maintain a punching stance.

And where the fist pointed, it seemed that there was a pair of his own feet stepping deeply on the ground.

The scent of spiritual energy that Qiong Sicheng gave him earlier slowly awakened Qiong Siren's memory.

Is this this guy...

The sneak attack method is really sharp.

That bastard Qiong Sicheng!

Qiong Siren was furious, and he vowed to make that bastard Qiong Sicheng explain how this Kunpeng clan kid attacked him.

"Big brother!"

In the spirit bone world.

Qiong Si Yao and Qiong Si Mo looked at their elder brother who had disappeared, and their pupils shrank sharply.

Blood was sprinkled on their faces, making their eyes tremble.

His gaze shifted stiffly to that small figure.

In a flash,

Anger rushed to his head.

"Little devil, court death!"

The two spoke in unison.

Before he finished speaking, dozens of spirit-gathering bombs were already flashing around him.

Block all the roads of Qinhuai's advance and retreat.

"go with!"

Qin Huai waved his hand.

Only then did the three heroes of Qiongqi see that Qin Huai was holding a little guy in his hand.

But the relationship between the two seems a bit mysterious.

The little guy was treated as a hidden weapon and smashed directly into the surrounding spirit bombs.

There was even a rope tied around him.

Bang bang bang!
The spirit-gathering bombs exploded instantly.

(End of this chapter)