God-slaughtering King

"What is Xumi's way?" Shi Qing didn't see the real yuan agitation of Nanmen maple, but vaguely saw that there seemed to be some blood on Nanmen maple, and asked for a moment.

Lingqi seems to be rare and solemn, "It's a cultivation method. There are countless remaining monks in the depths of Southern Xinjiang who have fought against the demon family in southern Xinjiang for thousands of times. But at first, under the guidance of one person, that person practiced Sumi Tao. This cultivation method only controlled his own aura at first, and even absorbed the aura of others. Because it requires extremely strong and firm spiritual awareness, it has long been lost Yes. "

"Absorb aura?" Shi Qing frowned and looked at the South Gate maple in the distance without saying a word.

Lingqi hesitated again and again, then jumped down from the white bear and walked to Nanmen Feng step by step. Others may not know the result of such practice, but she knows it very well. No matter whether Nanmen Feng has such a mind or not, once he practices, he will have this power in the end, and he will definitely have the idea of Nanjiang in the end.

But Lingqi just took three or five steps, but in front of him was Shi Qing's back, "what do you want to do?"

"He's back." Shi Qing's voice suddenly changed, but there was a burst of thunder in Lingqi's ear. Then Lingqi slowly stepped back. The matter of Nanmen Feng must be solved, but now he can't fight hard.

But duanmuqing in Shiqing's body had noticed it for a long time, and there were no other actions, but she suddenly appeared around Lingqi, used her hands as claws, and directly pierced Lingqi's waist and abdomen!

Lingqi ignored the pain on her body and ran away. Between three and five steps, she turned into a human shape, but she had white skin and white hair, elegant eyebrows and eyes, wearing a long white skirt, but her abdomen was already red.

"Sure enough, it's her daughter. I felt her breath at the beginning, but I'm still a little uncertain... You deliberately found this body. Not only does it have strong spiritual knowledge and blood inheritance, but now it makes me a little embarrassed." duanmuqing looked at the woman transformed by Lingqi, but her expression was cold and threw away the blood on her hand at will.

"So what? When we found you, we already had a plan. Rao is that you will be trapped in this bag no matter how immortal you are." although the woman transformed by Lingqi has an abdominal injury, her words are full of hardness.

Duan MuQing didn't seem to have the intention to fight, but said faintly, "whatever happened in those years, it's an old thing after all. Haven't you done anything serious for thousands of years? You've been around me and my little husband all day, but you feel very happy about beating mandarin ducks?"

While talking, Duan MuQing looked at the blood in her hand and the maple in the south gate. Then she tasted it gently on her lips.

Lingqi's woman frowned, "heaven and earth don't allow you. Why don't you die early."

Duan MuQing put his hand to his lips, closed his eyes, took a long breath, and then sighed, "he said he would be free with me forever. I can't leave him so easily."

Lingqi looked at duanmuqing, but Yu Guang looked at the maple at the south gate, accumulating strength secretly.

Duan MuQing still didn't open her eyes, but said faintly, "if your mother comes, I'm afraid I'll give her three points. Now you're just a Junior... I'll give you a chance. You can go to those old guys or whatever, and leave obediently. Otherwise, I don't listen very much."

Lingqi looked at Duan MuQing, who was silent in front of her, but hesitated for a moment. The dark green green dragon tripod was lost in those years, in which the white deer was his mother, and the demon snake was Duan MuQing. The disaster in southern Xinjiang in those years originated from Duan MuQing and the monk who practiced Xumi Dao, but also ended with several big demons in those years. The monk who practiced Xumi Dao finally died in the depths of Southern Xinjiang, with three souls and seven souls All souls are crushed into samsara.

However, when Duan MuQing was finally disposed of, she found that there was heaven's luck hidden in her blood. She was immortal and her fate was endless. So all the great demons worked together to destroy her body and seal up her spirit. However, she had planned to leave an avatar, but fortunately one of the great demons had the power to explore the spirit, so she destroyed the avatar.

Later, I found the purple jade black snake, an alien in southern Xinjiang, and took her daughter as bait. The purple jade black snake also had an opportunity to meet the luck of heaven and earth, but the two are not connected. As long as they are trapped in one body, they can't get rid of it.

The daughter of the White Deer turned into Lingqi and deceived the weed in the dark green green dragon tripod, the three medicine Weng. Later, with a trace of his persistence, he set the overall situation for thousands of years. As expected, he met the reincarnation of the monk in that year. Everything seemed to be planned. Even Yan Hua, who was attracted in Donglin City, alerted the moon merchant group. As long as he went to the imperial city and found the purple jade black snake in that year, he was afraid of God Duan MuQing may not be able to live in peace.

It's just a pity that this thousand year plan has been broken in this ordinary section of the road.

The white deer's daughter in a white dress wants to kill Nanmen maple. There is probably less than one chance in ten to kill Nanmen maple. Even if there is another reincarnation, it is estimated that she can survive for a period of time. However, she hesitates.

Duan MuQing didn't seem to care about her thoughts, but quietly smelled the bloody smell on her hand. Although she was not bloodthirsty, there was a familiar smell in the bloody smell, which reminded her of a long time and that person.

The thought of the daughter of white deer was not long, but she left without a breath. Although her abdomen was still bleeding, she didn't seem to care much.

Duan MuQing didn't open her eyes until she left for a long time. She looked at the direction she left. She was a little confused. After all, she didn't want the character of the White Deer she knew. The White Deer in her memory should be the kind of loving mother who had compassion for heaven and people. She saw the determination after the disaster, and even directly killed the monk who practiced Sumi. But her daughter seems to be a little human, or she doesn't think Nanmen maple is dangerous now.

At this point, duanmuqing waved his hand and dispersed the blood color on his hand. The next moment appeared in front of Nanmen Feng.

Nanmen maple is still gradually trying to feel his body, constantly testing with the remaining aura in his veins, constantly impacting his muscles and bones, and constantly mastering the movement of Zhenyuan.

Nanmen Feng has made rapid progress. The agitation of Zhenyuan on him has gradually subsided at the moment, which does not mean that he has lost a lot, but gradually controls Zhenyuan.

Duanmuqing naturally looked in his eyes, but said softly, "sure enough, a wisp of spiritual knowledge of Jianmu is the origin of Xumi road. I don't know if you can catch up with our old friends and understand the chaos road."

It seemed to be a sigh, but duanmuqing opened his mouth and spit out an internal pill with black flame. The internal pill hung in front of Nanmen maple and duanmuqing, emitting bursts of aura. Naturally, this usage is not superior, but duanmuqing has no other way at the moment.

Duan MuQing's divine sense is trapped in Shi Qing's flesh. Although he can give the inner pill directly to Nanmen maple, the inner pill has no foundation. He is afraid that it will not play a role in Nanmen Maple's hands. If there is any danger in the future, Nanmen Maple will be difficult to compete, so Duan MuQing takes it himself.

Nanmen Feng really thought he had opened up a new way of practice, but he didn't know that without the green spirit beads given by duanmuqing to enrich his divine knowledge, coupled with the aura of the hundred flowers sea, he couldn't make his aura as casual as his fingers and palms in any case.

Nanmen Maple naturally didn't know about all this chaos. He just felt that under the continuous control of this aura, he seemed to have made great progress. For a moment, he was very happy. In this way, I don't know how long it took until I seemed to hear Shi Qing's voice, Nanmen Feng slowly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Nanmen Feng slowly calmed Zhenyuan and asked.

Shi Qing frowned and said, "do you know you've been standing for nearly three days, and the Lingqi who led the way seems to be gone."

Nanmen Maple felt the real yuan on his body, but he reached out to call out a flame. The flame was ordinary, but it seemed clear and even faint in Nanmen Maple's eyes. Nanmen Maple felt that if he went further, he could even see it more clearly. At present, he also said casually, "Wait and see. After all, there is no rope around your neck. Not everyone is as honest as my white bear. Even if you go, I won't be surprised."

It seems that she heard the ridicule in Nanmen Feng's words, but Shi Qing frowned and said, "do you mean to drive me away?"

Nanmen Feng seemed to react, shook his hand, extinguished the flame in his hand and said, "naturally, we don't dare. We'd better wait and see. We'll try to find her in a few hours."

"The grassland in southern Xinjiang is endless. Do you know the road?" Shi Qing frowned and looked at the maple in the south gate.

Nanmen Feng was stunned for a moment. Then he went to the white bear and patted the white bear. "My old man will always smell her." after his words, he jumped up to the white bear and sat up again.

This long lost practice of luck made Nanmen Feng excited. Zhenyuan with his fingertips also had the impulse to let Nanmen Feng practice his own practice methods one by one.

Shi Qing has never felt the joy of Nanmen maple, but she feels that Lingqi is missing. It's strange, but there's no good way. At present, she can only sit on the white bear. After waiting for a while, she moves away with the white bear on the boundless grassland.

Nanmen Feng frowned slightly and was about to think about it. Shi Qing turned over when she was asleep and hit Nanmen Feng. For a moment, she interrupted Nanmen Feng's thoughts, "..."

Nanmen Feng looked at Shi Qing, who was sleeping beside him. For a moment, he was speechless. He raised his head and looked around. It was still an endless grassland. He didn't know the direction and time.

The long road seemed boundless. Nanmen Feng was in a trance. Then, when he looked at Shi Qing around him, the chaos in his mind became more and more prominent. Nanmen Feng frowned, stretched out his hand and tentatively touched Shi Qing's cheek. Vaguely, his fingertips were not warm but cold. Nanmen Feng looked at his fingertips, but found that his fingertips were as bloody as blood.

Nanmen Feng was startled, but there were countless overlapping images in his eyes. A low voice whispered in his ear, "if you are extremely strong, you can get angry and start yuan Ling..."

"Pain... Pain... Head pain..." Nanmen Feng frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes. He seemed to want to wake Shi Qing up, but there seemed to be someone whispering in his head. The voice was continuous, which made Nanmen Feng's head seem to crack for a moment.