Granddaughter'S Live Broadcast, My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed

Chapter forty-four, seeking a dead end

“Spirit gathering formation? It seems that your Taoism is not low.” Ye Qing said coldly.

“Haha, who did I say, it turned out to be Mr. Ye. You are a casual cultivator, really want to be an enemy of our Immortal League?”

Zhuo Churan recognized Ye Qing at this time.

I thought to myself, this old guy came very quickly. But he also has confidence in his heart, even if he can’t beat this old guy, at least there is no problem to escape, right?

Ye Qing looked at him coldly, “I didn’t provoke you. I didn’t expect you to provoke me. What is your fairy alliance, what is it to do with me?”

“You Daoyou Ye, what you said is a bit irrational. The immortal world naturally also has the rules of the immortal world. One of the most important ones is not to be exposed to mortals. Well, you can directly broadcast live on the Internet, and the immortal alliance did not kill the door. Go, it’s enough to give you face.” Zhuo Churan was there.

Behind him is the entire immortal league, would he be afraid of a casual repair?

Even if Ye Qing quickly broke through the Seven Fiends, but what he said was just a mere person, what’s to be afraid of?

Ye Qing said coldly: “The magic weapon you took away is mine.”

“Joke! The magic weapon is buried in the ground, why did it become yours? Your cowhide is blown up. Is it possible that you buried these magic weapons?” Zhuo Churan’s face was smiling.

“I buried it.” Ye Qing said lightly.

“Haha! You are nothing more than a mere foundation-building monk. There are so many magic weapons buried in the mountains? Your cowhide is too big, right? Yeah, Zhuo advises you to be a low-key person. Don’t seek your own dead end!”

Ye Qing knows that now that he has nothing to say, he can only solve the problem with his hands.

He said faintly: “To each other.”

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Zhuo Churan’s pupils shrank: Do you want to do it? I have been waiting for you!

He is also gaining momentum.

The clothes of both of them are calm and self-defeating.

Suddenly, Ye Qing moved.

His figure flashed, rushing towards Zhuo Churan like a sharp arrow.

“Good come!” Zhuo Churan shouted, “Paiyun palm!”

With a palm shot, the overwhelming energy rushed towards Ye Qing.

A phantom of a huge palm was formed in the air.

Bells and whistles!

Ye Qing snorted coldly in his heart.

He usually treats such fancy things directly and hard!

A punch was blasted out.

There is no shadow at all.

But it was this seemingly unremarkable punch that directly broke the “Panel of Clouds”!

“Fengshen legs!” Zhuo Churan called again, sweeping out his leg.

The phantom of a leg was also swept out.

Ye Qing’s silhouette stopped and smashed with one foot.

“Mo Yunshou! Eighteen kicks! Eagle claw skill!” Zhuo Churan couldn’t help yelling.

Hand and without stopping, one move after another.

The scene is full of phantoms of his fists!

Don’t look at this fancy stuff, it’s really hard to fight.

The main reason is that the guy has a spirit gathering formation and his aura is guaranteed.

And this guy with the surname Zhuo called it this way, which was also meaningful.

Just after a few moves, Zhuo Churan suddenly shouted, “Paiyun palm!”

But it was Fengshen’s legs that came out!

Sure enough, he was a sinister guy.

Ye Qing couldn’t help frowning.

If he has been so entangled, it is not a solution.

Just kill it!

boom!

A golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

Zhuo Churan was shocked.

This golden light seems to have been seen somewhere before.

Could it be… he is the guy who smashed the meteorite?

“You–” Zhuo Churan’s forehead burst into cold sweat.

How can it be!

This Ye Qing can’t be the guy who smashed the meteorite!

He just uttered a word, a golden light flashed, and slammed into him swiftly.

boom!

Ren Zhuo Churan had one palm connected to one palm, but he couldn’t stop the golden light cover at all!

Zhuo Churan was directly hit and flew out, spraying a big mouthful of blood in the air.

Ye Qing didn’t stop at all, but faster, appeared in front of Zhuo Churan as if teleporting, and pinched Zhuo Churan’s neck in one hand!

“Wait a minute!” Zhuo Churan yelled quickly, his right hand quietly holding a poisoned needle.

But the poisonous needle hadn’t been shot yet, Ye Qing directly crushed his neck.

Ye Qing said coldly: “I have given you a chance a long time ago, I really want to kill myself.”

Zhuo Churan’s body immediately softened.

Ye Qing threw him to the ground, turned around and went to clean up the magic weapon in the Spirit Gathering Array.

But frowned, “Soul Talisman?”

Turning his head, he saw a talisman flying out of Zhuo Churan’s body, with a small Zhuo Churan attached to the talisman.

The talisman burned immediately.

“The surname Ye, you are looking for your own death! When I go back, I must report to Mingxiu Realm, so that you can die without a place to bury!” the little Zhuo Churan ghost cried.

This is Zhuo Churan’s ghost.

Ye Qing was also a little surprised. He didn’t think that Zhuo Churan was just building a foundation, and he actually condensed a ghost.

You know, it takes a huge price to condense the ghosts.

But the ghost is also good, that is, if unfortunately the body dies, the ghost can escape, and it can retain a trace of consciousness, and if the luck is good enough, it can find a human to take home.

However, the ghost itself is very fragile and easily dissipates in the outside world.

So there is a special ghost charm.

This ghost charm is to protect the ghost, and it can also provide power for the ghost, making the ghost faster.

This Zhuo Churan estimated that the golden core was hopeless, so he moved his mind and spent a huge price to condense the ghost, so that even if his body dies after a hundred years, he can still live in the ghost and live again.

It’s pretty beautiful.

But how could Ye Qing let him go?

I was about to rush out, but at this moment, I suddenly felt that the black line in my body actually reacted.

The speed of the black thread suddenly increased a lot, and it fluctuated.

As if trying to rush out of the body, rushing towards the ghost.

Could this black thread still have the ability to deal with ghosts?

“disease!”

Ye Qing pointed out!

An impenetrable black line rushed out!

Directly penetrate the yin soul! Even the ghost talisman that hasn’t burnt completely is pierced by the black thread!

The fire on the ghost talisman was immediately extinguished!

That ghost even shrinks directly.

The ghost cried: “What evil is this? Are you trying to absorb me?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black thread flew back directly, piercing the ghost again.

The ghost shrank again.

At this time, the ghost had no power to escape.

“Spare!”

The ghost shouted.

But Ye Qing just watched coldly.

The black thread shuttled back and forth several times, and the ghost disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The black line finally flew back to Ye Qing’s side at this time, and went directly into his fingers.

What the hell is this?

Ye Qing also feels a headache.