my goddess school flower

Wu Qingyuan stared closely at Wei Ziao, without saying a word.

But the ferocious ghost he summoned seemed to be able to sense the mood of its master, and it became even more ferocious.

But Wu Qingyuan quickly locked his eyes on Luo Hongyu again. This woman also gave Wu Qingyuan a vague feeling. With his cultivation base, he couldn't see clearly Luo Hongyu's cultivation base. In his opinion, This Luo Hongyu must also be a peerless master.

"When did masters become so worthless? Were they originally from the Prince's club? Or were they invited by Prince Joe?" Wu Qingyuan thought to himself, but he quickly became certain that Wei Ziao and Luo Hongyu must not be princes clubhouse people.

It's just that Wei Ziao's words made him stagger, overturning his affirmation.

"Master, do you want me to burn him to death?" Wei Ziao stared at Wang Ziqiao with wide-eyed innocent eyes.

Wang Ziqiao stroked the top of Wei Ziao's head and said with a smile, "Not for now!"

Wu Qingyuan frowned, and was in a dilemma for a while, but when he thought of Maoshan's strength, his back straightened up again, and he sneered: "Prince Qiao, I don't want to do anything else today, so please come with us to Maoshan. You will have a fair and open trial!"

"You are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. What qualifications do you have to judge me? Do you really regard yourself as a member of the state? Are you going to interrogate the colonel of the armed police headquarters of the dignified country?" Wang Ziqiao sneered, in front of everyone, revealed his identity.

"What?" Wu Qingyuan's heart trembled. He really didn't know that Wang Ziqiao had such an identity. He secretly thought that he was careless, but his words did not compromise in the slightest. You must come with me today, otherwise, you will be the enemy of the entire warlock world!"

"Hehe, Maoshan actually dares to say that it represents the entire magician world. Why don't the people in Longhushan know about it?" Zhang Yingtian sneered.

"Are you from Longhushan?" Wu Qingyuan was even more surprised, and looked at Zhang Yingtian in amazement.

"My disciple Zhang Yingtian from Longhu Mountain!" Zhang Yingtian introduced himself: "Your cultivation base is one or two levels higher than mine, so I will call you senior, but what you said just now, senior, isn't it true? How about slapping yourself in the face?"

"You?" Wu Qingyuan was indeed a little ashamed, he never thought that the people from Longhushan would actually get involved.

"You'd better get out, if you don't, I'll call the army and shoot you!" Wang Ziqiao's words were a little cold.

After hearing this, Wu Qingyuan laughed loudly: "Hahaha...Army? Wang Ziqiao, Zhang Yingtian, you are all magicians. Is the army useful to us?"

"Could it be that you plan to confront the country? Are you not afraid that the army will destroy your Maoshan?" Prince Qiao asked back.

Wu Qingyuan put away his smiling face. What Wang Ziqiao said was right. Although Maoshan is powerful, if he is an enemy of the country, he is courting death. In the face of absolute power, all personal bravery will have a tragic end.

The fierce ghost is powerful, but it can't fight the missile.

But Wu Qingyuan was not too scared, but sneered: "Prince Joe, I can't represent the warlock world, but you can't represent the country either. Don't think that you can do whatever you want with some helpers. Let's wait and see!"

Wu Qingyuan knew that he was alone and alone, after all, he still didn't fight against Wang Ziqiao's men, and turned around to leave.

But Wang Ziqiao raised his hands and muttered a spell silently.

bang bang bang...

Dozens of two-meter-long ground cone guns suddenly broke through the ground, blocking the way of Wu Qingyuan and others.

Wu Qingyuan and his disciples were startled, and they all backed away a few steps, the ferocious ghost also trembled.

"Illusion?" Wu Qingyuan snorted coldly, and the fierce ghost who was connected with him shook the chain in his hand and attacked the ground cone gun.

bang bang bang...

More than a dozen ground cone guns were cut off by the iron chain, leaving only about one meter left.

"It's not illusion?" Wu Qingyuan was shocked again, turned his head to look at Wang Ziqiao, he couldn't understand how Wang Ziqiao made these ground cone guns.

"Do you think that the Prince's Clubhouse can come and leave whenever you want? I beat and scolded and scolded. I thought I was playing with you, but you destroyed my floor and smashed my tables and chairs. How does this count? And just now you agreed to donate [-] million in front of everyone. Don’t tell me that people in Maoshan are talking like you?” Wang Ziqiao quietly stared at Wu Qingyuan with his hands behind his back.

"Do you still want to keep me?" Wu Qingyuan asked back.

"You guys were trying to make trouble. After the fight, you feel that you can't beat it, but you want to walk away without a hair. You have made money. If this is spread, what will outsiders say about me, Prince Joe? What will they think of my prince's clubhouse?" ?”

Wu Qingyuan narrowed his eyes. He already understood what Wang Ziqiao meant. One hundred million was not too much for Maoshan, but he didn't want to give it at all. He just wanted to find an excuse to teach Wang Ziqiao a lesson. That's all, but now Wang Ziqiao obviously doesn't want him to leave.

"If you want to fight, fight, I, Wu Qingyuan, will accompany you to the end!" After Wu Qingyuan finished speaking, he bit his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it on the fierce ghost.

The ferocious ghost got the blood, and suddenly doubled its size, reaching more than two feet. The green eye sockets also released traces of blood red, and opened its mouth to let out a sound like a howling wolf: "Aw!"

"It's just borrowing objects to manifest ghosts, what's so great about it?" Zhang Yingtian snorted coldly.

Wang Ziqiao didn't agree, and with a shake of his hand, he threw out the tiger soul-suppressing talisman. The talisman immediately turned into a colorful tiger, suspended in the void, and confronted the fierce ghost.

Ow...

Roar……

A ghost and a tiger attacked each other at the same time, trembling together.

It's just that the fierce ghost was used by Wu Qingyuan to deal with Dugu Wuhui, a late-stage fifth-level expert, and Wu Qingyuan's own blood essence made it even more powerful. However, the tiger soul-suppressing talisman has been used many times, and its strength has already been consumed a lot.

The ferocious ghost was bigger than the tiger, and the iron chain in his hand was extremely lifelike. As soon as the ferocious tiger pounced on it, the ferocious ghost directly put the chain around its neck.

Ow...

Following the cautious howl of the fierce ghost, it stepped on the tiger's back, and the iron chain in its hand was still tightly restraining the tiger's neck.

Bang bang bang!

Three feet in a row, the tiger was trampled into pieces, the tiger shadow disappeared, and turned into a piece of talisman paper, and then the talisman paper also shattered into half.

Whether Wang Ziqiao is happy or sad, this talisman should have been reimbursed long ago.

With a shake of his hand, he threw out another Flying Eagle Jade Talisman. This jade talisman was newly made by him. Most of the spirit and blood energy in it came from the ape-eating eagle, which also consumed his mental power to look at it.

As soon as the jade talisman came out, everyone heard the cry of an eagle, and the small jade seemed to expand countless times in an instant, and the surrounding energy was also crazily absorbed, forming a colorful vortex of brilliance, which made everyone suffocate for a while.

After a while, the brilliance disappeared, and Yushi turned into a bird of prey with a wingspan of five or six meters.