Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 35 He Can't See Me

The big man in Tsing Yi looked up, and saw a young man in white robe standing on the bow of the boat, holding a feather fan, with a jade tree facing the wind, like an exiled immortal on the bridge that day.

Even as a man, he couldn't help but be heartbroken by the demeanor displayed.

Most importantly, this young man in white robe is an immortal cultivator.

When the big man in Tsing Yi was looking at Yan Ping, Yan Ping was also looking at the big man in Tsing Yi.

The martial artist of the seventh realm, the blood flame on his body seems to be a secret method of burning blood essence, which is very overbearing.

He could sense that the blood in the body of the big man in green was burning at a terrifying speed, and the powerful hematopoietic function of the warrior of the seventh realm couldn't keep up with the burning speed.

The man appears to be being hunted.

The big man in Tsing Yi withdrew his palms, pointed his toes, jumped onto the spirit boat, knelt down in front of Yan Ping with a plop, and Yan Ping took two steps back in fright.

"Immortal head, please save my little master."

Burning Blood Dafa is a secret method of escaping. It is extremely overbearing and cannot be forcibly terminated once it is performed. It takes at least an incense stick of time to adjust the breath and blood to eliminate the sequelae.

The big man in Tsing Yi forcibly terminated the secret technique at this time, and was immediately backlashed, and the blood and even flesh in his body began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During the moment when he and Yan Ping looked at each other, the originally thick body of the big man in Tsing Yi lost a lot of weight.

The little girl in her arms woke up in a daze, looking at the man in blue with sunken eyes, like a mummy, tears couldn't stop streaming down, "Uncle Qing, what's wrong with you?"

The big man in Tsing Yi looked at the little girl, raised his skinny hand and touched the girl's head, with tears in his eyes, full of reluctance, "Little master, Uncle Qing is leaving."

The big man in Tsing Yi carefully put the girl aside, straightened up, put his knees on his body, and knelt down heavily on the deck, raised his skinny hands high above his head, crossed his palms, and bowed loudly: " I beg the elder, save my little master, I beg the elder, save me..."

The sound gradually became weaker and inaudible until it disappeared, and the flesh and blood of the big man in Tsing Yi completely melted away.

Only a pale skeleton remained at Yan Ping's feet, maintaining a kneeling posture.

Yan Ping was moved by it, and stretched out his hand to help, a strange thing happened, with his current strength, he was unable to lift the skeleton of the big man in Tsing Yi.

It was the first time he encountered such a miraculous thing.

It seemed that Yan Ping didn't agree, his skeleton just knelt down like this.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yan Ping opened his mouth and said, just as he finished speaking, the skeleton of the big man in green shattered with a bang, and exploded into fine powder. A gust of wind blew by, some of the ashes were carried up into the sky, and some of them fell into the Jishui River.

"Thank you, Immortal."

The big man in Tsing Yi stood on the spot, bowed and worshiped again.

"Uncle Qing, woo woo, Uncle Qing, don't leave, don't leave Xiaoyu to wash."

The little girl clutched a handful of bone meal, crying heartbreakingly.

The big man in Tsing Yi turned around and reached out to touch the little girl. Unfortunately, he is not a monk after all, and his soul cannot stay in the human world for a long time.

Under the scorching sun, his soul melted inch by inch, his body became transparent, and finally scattered with a bang, a little bit of soul light returned to heaven and earth.

Dozens of assault boats cut through the waves and dispersed to surround the spirit boat.

At present, an assault boat is parked opposite to the spirit boat, facing each other.

"The chief soldier is a spiritual boat, and the people on board should be practitioners."

"I'm not blind, you don't need to remind me."

Shen Qianyu squinted at the white-robed young man on the deck of the spirit boat, and the more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became. What he hated most in his life was the little boy who was prettier than himself.

Xiao Yushu obviously recognized Shen Qianyu, she stopped crying in fright, her small body moved quickly on the deck, she crawled behind Yan Ping, and tightly grabbed his trousers with both hands.

Shen Qianyu didn't want to cause trouble, so she cupped her hands and said: "This friend, I am ordered by King Ming to arrest the rebels. I ask my friend to hand over the girl behind you to my disposal. I am very grateful."

"No, don't, big brother, don't hand over Xiao Yushu. Xiao Yushu hasn't grown up yet, and hasn't avenged his mother or Uncle Qing. Xiao Yushu can't die."

The little girl said in a crying voice, she was too smart and mature at such a young age.

A pair of chubby little hands hugged Yan Ping's thigh tightly, as if embracing a life-saving straw, for fear that this beautiful and overly white-robed brother in front of him would hand him over.

Yan Ping lightly shook his feather fan and said, "Ming Wang?"

"That's right, it's King Ming."

Yan Ping smiled.

"Among all the princes of the Great Zhou Kingdom, there seems to be no title of King Ming. May I ask whether the so-called King Ming was officially granted by the Great Zhou Kingdom or by himself."

Shen Qianyu smiled and said: "My friend, Zhou lost his deer, and all the heroes in the world are chasing him. This world is no longer the world of Great Zhou, so why does the title of King Ming need to be conferred by the Great Zhou Kingdom?"

"If a friend is acquainted, you'd better give him to me, if not..."

Yan Ping calmly said, "How?"

Shen Qianyu's eyes were like knives, and he slashed at Sima Qingwei, who was not far from Yan Ping, and said with an evil smile: "The men are killed on the spot, and the women, hehe, of course they are taken back to you." The brothers are having fun."

"Hahaha."

The soldiers on the assault boat laughed loudly, and their sinister eyes fell on Sima Qingwei, Teng Ji, and the maidservant of the Merman.

Yan Ping turned to look at Sima Qingwei, "Miss Sima, they want to have fun with you, but you didn't respond?"

Sima Qing rolled Yan Ping's eyes slightly, and she was too lazy to make a move. To deal with this kind of villain who is arrogant when he succeeds, if she does it herself, it will be too cheap.

"Ao Bing."

"exist."

"Your dessert is here."

"Thank you master for the reward."

Ao Bing!

Owner!

Shen Qianyu's complexion changed drastically, he tiptoed, and flew backwards.

Burning blood secret method!

Wrapped in blood and flames, Shen Qianyu took every step and did everything he could, treading water and running wildly.

At the critical moment, he could no longer take care of too much, escape was the most important thing.

Ao surname!

In the world, only the genus of Jiaolong deserves to be called the surname Ao.

There is at least one demon general who has cultivated into a human body, and crushing him to death is as easy as crushing an ant.

"Fu Zun, help!"

Shen Qianyu took out the conch shell magic weapon while running, and shouted for help.

Anghou~~~~~~~~!

A seven-hundred-foot blue dragon descended from the sky, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit down with one bite.

Shen Qianyu froze on the spot, the invisible aura locked him, making him unable to move.

I can only watch helplessly as the bloody mouth is covered with nothing.

it's dark.

There was a sharp pain in the waist, and then completely lost consciousness.The body was buried in the belly of the dragon along with the spirit.

"Ah, Jiaolong, what a big Jiaolong, run!"

"Grandpa Jiaolong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, don't eat me."

"No, my meat is stinky and not tasty..."

The seven-hundred-foot-tall dragon overwhelmed the river, and in less than two breaths, a hundred or so soldiers were swallowed up.

Roar~~~~!

Ao Bing regained his human body, smacked his mouth, bared his teeth, and said: "Too little, not enough to fit between teeth, and the meat is a bit smelly."

Scared, Xiaoyu buried her head in the socket of Yan Ping's calf, like an ostrich.

Can't see me, he can't see me.

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