Demon Resurrection: Full Level Golden Light Spell at the Beginning

Six o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Qinghou and Hu Qing ate together in the inn restaurant.

After a day of investigation.

Even with the cooperation of the Yamen of Beixiang Township.

Nor was the slightest clue ever traced.

The pus-covered man.

It's as if it disappeared into thin air.

Zhao Qinghou saw that Hu Qing's eyes were not focused.

"What are you thinking?" "

Hu Qing pursed his lips.

"Brother Hou, you should have come to Beixiang Town for the spiritual grass on the mountain, right?"

For Hu Qing, I know about the spirit grass.

Zhao Qinghou was not surprised.

After all, some loose cultivators and ghosts can hear about it.

So how could the Investigation Bureau, as an official force, not know anything about it?

Zhao Qinghou did not hide it.

Nodded bluntly.

"That's right, I'm bound to get the Wind Spirit Grass."

Hu Qing: "The tiger demon on the mountain is not simple, it already has the peak of the transformation realm, and one step further can achieve the demon pill!" "

Zhao Qinghou said with a smile: "Even if it becomes a demon pill, in my hands, it will only end up being a broken pill and die." "

A hint of surprise flashed in Hu Qing's eyes.

She originally thought that Zhao Qinghou was just an innate realm.

But now it seems that it is still underestimated!

Innate above.

It's the Grandmaster!

It's a little incredible.

Quietly looked at Zhao Qinghou.

Such a young grandmaster?

Is it really possible?

Hu Qing: "According to our information, there are already quite a few cultivators gathered around here. "

"But because of our arrival, they all hid in the shadows, observing the situation."

Zhao Qinghou chuckled.

"You want to say that the evil cultivator of the Gu Dao Sect is likely to also come for the Wind Spirit Grass, right?"

Hu Qing nodded.

"The six evil cultivators, each of them is by no means a character who is good at getting along."

"If you talk about cultivation, maybe these evil cultivators are not very strong."

"But they are so ingenious that they can't be guarded against, and they have no lower limits, and they can do anything!"

Zhao Qinghou remembered Duan Wenbing, who had planned to use Sudian to practice corpses.

There is also the tragic appearance of Su Ya's dying this time.

He nodded approvingly.

Hu Qing looked at Zhao Qinghou's eyes with concern.

"Brother Hou, I know you must be strong, but this time..."

Zhao Qinghou laughed.

"Xiaoqing, needless to say, I just said that I am bound to get this wind spirit grass!"

"As for that evil cultivator, if I run into him, I'll get rid of him for you!"

Seeing that Zhao Qinghou said so lightly.

Hu Qing didn't know how to persuade him.

She was really worried about Zhao Qinghou's safety.

So much so that even the duties of being the head of the Investigation Bureau were thrown aside.

Hu Qing groaned for a moment.

"Since Brother Hou has made up his mind, let me go with you!"

Zhao Qinghou waved his hand and said: "You are only the ninth day after tomorrow, you are not even congenital, and you can't help if you go." "

Hu Qing didn't expect Zhao Qinghou to speak so directly.

But he was telling the truth.

I didn't know how to refute it for a while.

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Ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Qinghou performed the flying light smoke skill and disappeared into the night.

Head in the direction of Beixiang Mountain.

In the end, Hu Qing still couldn't follow him.

Hu Qing is not a woman without self-knowledge.

And even most of the time.

She is a very rational person.

Only when dealing with Zhao Qinghou will sensibility occupy the high ground.

According to calculations.

Wind Spirit Grass should have an hour or two left.

It will be fully matured.

Right now.

The cultivators who came to the Wind Spirit Grass must have already gathered in Beixiang Mountain.

Zhao Qinghou performed flying flocculent light smoke all the way.

It's like a misty puff of smoke.

I also met a few people who were suspected of being cultivators.

But they don't even have the innate realm.

Zhao Qinghou didn't care much.

As for the evil cultivator with a pus-filled face.

But I never saw it.

After approaching Tiger Ditch.

Zhao Qinghou stopped performing light skills.

Fall to the ground and walk forward slowly.

And yet at this moment.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura approached.

Zhao Qinghou's footsteps were gentle.

The figure floated backwards like a ghost, and it was a long distance.

Whew!

Three long, lustrous needles.

Puncture the air.

Plunge into the ground.

The location is exactly where Zhao Qinghou stood just now.

Turn your head to look.

There are only three tiny holes in the ground.

"Cultivator?"

Three long needles, all formed by spiritual power.

The power is not weak.

Pity.

Even if he stabbed Zhao Qinghou, it would provoke the automatic protection of the golden light spell.

The reason why he wants to dodge.

It is to show the enemy weakness.

Lure the snake out of the hole!

Sure enough.

There was applause behind a large tree.

"Good skills!"

Saw.

An obese man.

The pockmarked man walked out slowly.

Except for him.

There were three other people.

A young man dressed in white with white hair.

A scantily clad woman with burgundy hair.

The last one.

Tall and thin build.

Wearing glasses.

Slender fingers.

There are a few long needles of spiritual power between them.

Ready to go!

Apparently just shot.

It's him!

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