Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Mo Ye stood aside.

This Black Mountain old thief should not need him to take action.

It looks dirty, so it's better not to take action.

Qing Jiujiu opened her right hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword slowly appeared in her hand.

The sleepy eyes of the Black Mountain old thief opened instantly.

Unexpectedly, it was the Xuanhuang Sword.

This seems to be the sword of the demon god.

One wave can cut the galaxy and destroy the void.

The power of this sword is extraordinary.

It seems that a tough guy has come.

The Black Mountain old thief dare not underestimate the enemy again.

Lan Ji's pupils also shrank slightly.

She had seen this sword before, but she still couldn't help being surprised.

There is a divine aura on this sword, and you don't need to think about it to know that it must be extremely powerful.

Just now, Qing Jiujiu's master held the Blood Moon Wheel in his hand.

That is the magic weapon of the demon god.

Now only Qing Jiujiu's brother has not shown his weapon.

It is obvious that it must be more powerful than Qing Jiujiu's Xuanhuang Sword and Qing Jiujiu's master's Blood Moon Wheel.

After all, he is my brother.

Qi Fanfan opened his right hand.

Lan Ji's eyes were expectant without blinking.

The Black Mountain Thief was also very alert.

I saw a pitch-black frying pan slowly appear in Qi Fanfan's palm.

The Black Mountain Thief's figure tilted, and Lan Ji rolled her eyes.

Frying pan?

An ordinary-looking frying pan?

Can this be compared with the Xuanhuang Sword?

Qing Jiujiu raised her sword and was about to step forward, but Qi Fanfan jumped up first.

"Jiujiu, step back! Let me do it!"

Qi Fanfan raised the frying pan and slapped it towards the Black Mountain Thief.

The Black Mountain Thief frowned, hunched his back, and shook his body vigorously, and thousands of sharp spikes shot towards Qi Fanfan.

With a look of arrogance, it seemed as if he was going to pierce Qi Fanfan into a hedgehog.

Qi Fanfan's face was full of excitement.

His eyes fell on the bare back after the spikes were shot out. This way, when he was roasted later, there would be no need to remove the thorns. It was really a natural ingredient, so considerate!

Qi Fanfan's figure flashed and he waved the frying pan quickly.

"Dong dong dong!"

A series of crisp sounds rang out, and those spikes were slapped out by Qi Fanfan.

Some fell on the wall and directly pierced the wall several inches.

The old thief of Heishan looked at this scene in disbelief.

How could it be?

This frying pan seemed to be not even a fairy weapon, but it could withstand the attack of his artifact spikes and slap it back?

Lan Ji was also extremely shocked.

This wall, even the artifact could not pierce it, but now it was pierced like this. If I guessed correctly, it should be the result of the blessing of this frying pan.

It seems that this frying pan only looks ordinary, but its actual strength should not be underestimated.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Qi Fanfan's figure was extremely fast, with 100% hit rate, and he kept slapping the spikes in all directions.

Some of them were slapped back to the Black Mountain Old Demon, who quickly circulated his spirit, absorbed the spikes, and inserted them back into his body.

Seeing this, Qi Fanfan stopped slapping at the Black Mountain Old Demon, and slapped all of them in all directions.

Instantly.

Tens of thousands of spikes rebounded in the direction of Qing Jiujiu, Mo Ye, and Lan Ji.

Lan Ji took a deep breath, formed seals with both hands, circulated her spirit, and prepared to form seals to resist.

Qing Jiujiu's mind moved, and she calmly condensed a shield to cover the three of them.

The spikes pierced the shield, sank deeply into it, and then lost power and fell softly to the ground.

Lan Ji blinked.

It was a terrifying existence for her, but it was just an itchy existence for them.

It seems that she was overthinking before.

With their strength, it should be easy to pass this second level.

The thorns on the Black Mountain Thief's body are gone.

The originally handsome spiked armor is now bare, looking like a pink pointed pig.

Qi Fanfan put the frying pan on his shoulder, put one hand on his waist, stood arrogantly in front of the Black Mountain Thief, raised his hand and flicked his forehead hair handsomely.

"I thought this God Realm level was so difficult."

"Now it seems that it's just like this?"

"Well, I'll give you two choices. One, be my sister's divine pet. Two, get into my stomach and be a fertilizer for heaven and earth."

As he said, Qi Fanfan touched his stomach, as if he couldn't wait to eat the Black Mountain Thief.

Qing Jiujiu's eyes showed satisfaction.

Not bad, not bad, he still thought of his sister's love for favors, and he is a teachable child.

Lan Ji was stunned: Is this going to eat the Black Mountain Thief? Why does it sound a bit cruel?

The Black Mountain Thief felt insulted.

He has been practicing until now, and even before being locked up here, he has never been treated like this.

"You arrogant boy!"

"Look, I'll eat you first!"

"Roar!"

The Black Mountain thief slapped the ground with his front paw, and the ground shook immediately, and a black wind swept towards Qi Fanfan.

Qi Fanfan was instantly swallowed up and completely wrapped up.

The Black Mountain thief also disappeared on the spot.

Lan Ji's lips moved slightly and she whispered: "Oh no, this Black Mountain thief is releasing poison gas! "

"It's terrible. This poison, even if it touches a god, will immediately foam at the mouth and the whole body will rot, not to mention..."

What's more, Qi Fanfan should only be at the realm of immortal god, not even a demigod.

Being surrounded by so much poison gas, he must be dead, right?

Qing Jiujiu remained calm, staring at the black gas steadily.

Although she was not sure whether Qi Fanfan had the ability to block the poison, she felt that Qi Fanfan was not so weak, right? The gods could not solve the second level, so he must have died long ago after crossing in?

Qing Jiujiu calmly pulled out a table and three stools from the storage ring and slowly put them down.

Then with a "dong", a hand opened the melon and split it into three halves.

"Come on, Sister Lan Ji, Master, let's eat melon. "

Qing Jiujiu took them both and sat down.

Lan Ji was stunned.

At this time, still eating melon?

But Mo Ye seemed to be used to it. He didn't know where he got a carved silver spoon from, and he covered it with his sleeves and began to eat the melon elegantly.

Qing Jiujiu held the melon and "crack, crack".

Lan Ji saw this and could only pull out a small spoon from her hair and eat the melon.

Don't say it, I haven't eaten this thing for tens of millions of years, and I still think it tastes good.

Inside the black wind.

Qi Fanfan stood there, holding a frying pan, leaning on the ground, with his eyes closed.

His face looked a little bad, as if he was deeply poisoned and about to take effect.

The Black Mountain Thief was suspended in the air, looking at Qi Fanfan with pride.

Humph! No matter how powerful you are, no one can survive after being poisoned by my poison.

Wait a minute, I will eat you and avenge my previous shame.

The poison did enter Qi Fanfan's body.

It traveled around in Qi Fanfan's body, and then... after touching his body, it was quickly decomposed and absorbed by his body, leaving nothing behind.

Qi Fanfan slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the Black Mountain Thief.

Black Mountain Thief: !!!