I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 361

Leng Qiu's answer caused an uproar at the scene.

Everyone knows that sailing in the dark sea requires the summoning of twelve divine beasts to appear.

With such a magical ship, he actually wanted to find the owner and establish a relationship?
What do you think?

Can't understand his brain circuit.

Moreover, he is planning to return to Jiuyou Island again!

Haven't you had enough of the chilling atmosphere above?

It's just so frustrating!
But, no one will say anything.

Just when everyone was shocked, Leng Qiu finally found the entrance to the bottom of the building.

It's just that there are four masters of ascending to the fairyland standing here.

Among them were Lingshan Bodhisattva, Huangfusong, and the barefoot guest, looking at him coldly.

On the bald head of Lingshan Bodhisattva, the ring scar was faint, and there was a cold light in his eyes, and he said indifferently:

"Do you want to go in? Stop dreaming! There are horrible creatures below, we dare not provoke them, and neither can you!"

When he spoke, he tried his best to restrain his killing intent, but his body was still trembling, and there was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

After the last detection, no one dared to detect it again.

No one knows whether the creatures inside are human or ghosts.

If they are released by Leng Qiu and they go to the fairyland, none of them will live.

The other three, although they didn't speak, had bleeding from the corners of their mouths and cold eyes, which also showed the same meaning.

Seeing them blocking the way, Yin Miao and the others speculated that the following might be Leng Qiu's trump card, the terrifying controller of sailing in the dark sea.

Creatures that can hurt even ascending to the fairyland!
Otherwise, why are they so timid and dare not let Leng Qiu find out.

Everyone's eyes fell on Leng Qiu unexpectedly, to see what he would do.

I saw him walking forward slowly, without the slightest movement, and without unnecessary nonsense, just moving towards them.

force!

He was forcing the four ascending fairyland to take action, and to kill them with the help of the guardian of the sailing boat in the dark sea.

Seeing Leng Qiu approaching calmly and treating them like nothing, the four people couldn't help tightening their eyelids.

Ignore!

force!

To others, it may not be a big deal, but to those who have climbed to the fairyland, it is a great shame!
unaffordable!

He must be taught a lesson, and the insult must be washed away with his blood.

However, the heavier the murderous thoughts in the heart, the stronger the power acting on the soul.

If they act without authorization, it may not be possible to kill Leng Qiu, but they must die!

To become a master like them, how can they risk their own life to gamble on a future that does not exist?
Therefore, under Leng Qiu's pressing force, the four of them took a step back in unison to get out of the way.

Leng Qiu smiled wickedly and said:

"You guys are so cowardly, I'm standing in front of you, and I don't even dare to try it out. Do you have to stand up and shout to kill? If you don't kill me, get out!"

The sound was so loud that almost everyone on the Minghai Sailing Boat could hear it.

The four ascended to the fairyland blushed with anger at his words, and their murderous intentions skyrocketed uncontrollably.

As a result, the power acting on the spirits skyrocketed at the same time, directly crushing their skins, cracking their bones, and breaking several of them.

"what……"

The Bodhisattva of Lingshan was so angry that his face was flushed, and he rose into the sky, away from the boat.

"Leng Qiu, do you dare to come out and fight? I will let you use both feet and one hand!"

He didn't have the slightest Buddhist aura, and couldn't bear it at all, and almost flew up, so violent that he exploded!
It's a pity that Leng Qiu doesn't dump him like playing the piano with a cow.

The other three couldn't bear the pressure on their souls either, so they immediately left their places and flew into the sky.

While swallowing the elixir to control his injuries, he stared at Leng Qiu, trying to kill him.

It's a pity that someone tried it, and the soul attack had no effect on him, and it was even stronger than them.

No one dared to attack with supernatural powers. When he attacked Minghai Xingzhou, some people died miserably.

Caught in an embarrassing situation.

Leng Qiu swept them indifferently, let go of his voice and shouted:
"You wait, I will let you know that some people should not be provoked! When I finish, I will kill you!"

Still arrogant and arrogant, he doesn't care about a group of powerful people who climbed to the fairyland.

It seems that they are chickens and dogs, and they can wipe out a piece with a wave of their hands.

This time, it wasn't just a few people who heard it, but more than 3000 warriors, all of whom heard it.

Amid all the surprises, I always feel that Leng Qiu is bluffing.

A trash from the Eighth Palace Realm, clamoring with the Immortal Realm, is purely courting death.

A hundred deaths and no life!

However, Leng Qiu didn't care what they thought, and didn't care about the scolding from Deng Xianjing, so he pulled the switch at the bottom.

In an instant, a strong breath came out.

The many warriors standing at the scene felt that they were stared at by the terrifying demon, and they didn't even dare to move.

A terrifying power in the soul continued to grow, forcing everyone to kneel down on the ground.

The strong climber in the sky in the distance still couldn't escape, and they all had the same feeling.

Even Leng Qiu was no exception, his knees were weak and he was under tremendous pressure.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

At this moment, Dabai in Leng Qiu's arms suddenly woke up and yelled a few times.

Accompanied by the crisp barking of dogs, the power oppressing everyone's spirits has weakened a lot, at least there is no feeling of dying.

And Leng Qiu even dissipated, without pressure, and walked towards it.

The place below was not as bright as he had imagined, it was dark.

A dozen creatures in black hooded robes sat below.

In the dimness, the faces of the creatures under the hats could not be seen at all. All I knew were that they were all terrifying powerhouses exuding a palpitating aura.

Leng Qiu didn't move on, but stood on the spot and asked nervously:
"Excuse me, who is the master who controls the sailing in the dark sea? I am Leng Qiu, and I want to talk to you!"

He is also considered daring, facing a group of powerful men with terrifying strength, but looking for someone to be in charge.

If you can't reach an agreement, it will be a dead end.

Maybe it's not enough fame, or maybe he's not strong enough, so he can't attract the slightest attention at all, no creature speaks, and he ignores it.

They are still hidden in the dark, making it difficult to distinguish.

Leng Qiu frowned slightly, let out a long breath, and decided to take a risk, his eyelids twitched, and said:

"I want to talk to your master, Changshengtian, and I want to learn the way of karma from the saint!"

There was an instant response to these words, and the twelve creatures who ignored him all stood up in unison.

In the entire space, it was as if a violent storm had blown, and countless strong winds surged and stirred up everywhere.

Not only that, a series of strange mental powers enveloped Leng Qiu, as if confirming his identity.

Twelve murderous intentions locked onto his body, and if there was a slight mistake, it could directly turn him into minced meat, leaving nothing behind.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

At the critical moment, Leng Qiu couldn't even move himself, but Dabai was still able to move, roaring loudly.

The moment the sound sounded, the raging wind dissipated, and all kinds of murderous intentions dissipated.

The twelve creatures who stood up sat down in unison, but the robes on their bodies were constantly shaking, as if they were confirming something.

"What's your name, why do you know Changshengtian! In the current world, there is no title of saint at all!"

A voice that was extremely hoarse, as if it had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)