"Why are you dead slaves half-finished? at least soak in a living corpse of water!

First glanced at the dead slaves, Zhang Long looked at Qiu Ming and said.

Qiu Minggang's little self-confidence gained because of the appearance of the dead slave was shattered again, and he was even frightened and covered with green energy, and his body shook.

Because Zhang Long is right, he really can't concoct living corpse water!

Living corpse water, is the last process of refining dead slaves, and it is also the most critical process, soaked in the dead slave of the living corpse water, the evil spirit in the body will be completely fused with the corpse, even if you are headshot, you can continue to fight, but if you have not soaked in the living corpse water, the evil spirit is only hidden in the dead slave's spirit platform, once you are headshot, it will be over.

And the ancestral recipe and concoction method of the Living Corpse Water of the Hell Gate have long been lost.

The question is. How did this kid in front of him know? This is the secret of their hell gate!

Just when Qiu Ming lost his mind, Zhang Long made a move.

"Bang!"

He stepped lightly on the snow, and his small body in a white and blue school uniform flew into the air with a layer of snowflakes, and then his mental power swept away like a tide.

"Buzz ......"

Layers of transparent ripples appeared in the void, and the more than twenty dead slaves who rushed in suddenly stopped moving.

Circles of transparent ripples appeared around each dead slave's body. It was as if it was controlled by some invisible energy, and no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't break free.

Then, Zhang Long in the air frowned slightly, and his spiritual power locked on all the evil spirits in the Dead Slave Spirit Platform. Powerful spiritual power blasted out.

"Bang!"

As if their brains had exploded, wisps of green smoke erupted from the eyes, ears, mouths, and noses of more than two dozen dead slaves, accompanied by the terrible sound of a terrible ghost howling in pain.

The evil spirit of the spirit platform was shattered, and all the dead slaves lost any movement at once, and completely turned into dead corpses, and when Zhang Long withdrew his spiritual power, they all slowly fell down, and there was no movement.

Above the gatehouse, Qiu Ming and several elite disciples were stunned again.

I was slapped in the face again, and I was beaten left and right with a bow!

First, hundreds of disciples were pushed down like grass by a few mortals' guns, and now more than 20 proud dead slaves were wiped out without even touching their hair......

It's a one-sided grinding!

The point is, they had never seen such a scene, and they could rely on pure spiritual power to easily crush the evil spirits in the Death Slave Spirit Stage?

How strong is this spiritual power? Do you have the ability to do this during the foundation building period?

"Master, this, this is not right, it is completely different from what you taught us, there is such a strong spiritual power in the foundation building period?" asked a disciple.

Qiu Ming was dumbfounded and did not answer.

He didn't know why, but he could be sure that the seven-year-old child in front of him was far from the foundation building period he imagined.

At this moment, he began to believe that his younger brother's family of three might have been killed by this kid in one blow.

At the same time, I also realized that the seven-year-old child did not come to send them to death, but to give them a funeral.

Taking a deep breath, Qiu Ming was a little panicked, and his palm instinctively touched a Storm Yuan Pill hidden in his waist, and then he regained his confidence.

"No matter how strong the foundation building period is, it is only the foundation building period, as long as there is a Tyrant Yuan Dan in this seat, he will definitely be defeated!" Qiu Ming comforted himself in a low voice.

At this time, Zhang Long had already landed and was walking towards the gatehouse in the snow.

The cultivation of the foundation building period is not enough to make people control the sky for a long time, Zhang Long is not a person with a swollen face and fat face, he can walk as much as possible.

A brief silence was restored to the scene.

The snow was littered with corpses, blood-stained scarlet everywhere, and the smell of blood was pungent.

Zhang Long's small body walked in it, his steps were steady, and his smile was light.

Even if there is the support of the Tyrant Yuan Dan. Qiu Ming's scalp was still numb when he looked at it.

How can there be such a child in the world? Not only is his cultivation incredible, but his domineering momentum does not look like a child at all, but he looks like a fierce and fierce maniac!

"Up!"

Taking a deep breath again, Qiu Ming shouted in a deep voice.

"Huh?" The six elite disciples around him were shocked, this kid was so strong, didn't he go up to find death?

"I'll call you up!" Qiu Ming glared again.

The six disciples frowned, although they were extremely reluctant, but they still looked at Zhang Long stubbornly, and then flew down.

"Babbling ......"

With a sharp and terrible roar, six three-headed evil spirits burst out in front of the six green-robed disciples, like six three-headed monsters with teeth and claws rushing towards Zhang Long.

Large expanses of snow were pulled up and rolled up behind the unfurled robes of the six.

Zhang Long stopped and looked at the evil and ferocious six evil spirits, but his little face was full of elegant smiles.

At the same time, his small hands were closed in front of his chest, and then slowly pulled them apart.

A watery mist of golden light permeated from his hands, then converged, compressed, and compressed in the middle.

In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen criss-crossing golden lines appeared between Zhang Long's palms!

Extremely fine gold threads, like golden spider silk. There was a crackling sound in the entanglement, like electricity.

"Guys, you really don't deserve to be called a cultivator, because you don't know anything but this disgusting evil spirit. ”

Look at that row of evil spirits. Zhang Long chuckled, then stared, his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and threw out the golden thread in his palm like a discus.

"Shhh......h

With a slender and terrifying sound, the criss-crossing golden threads easily passed through the six three-headed evil spirits and the six green-robed disciples behind them like a laser network.

"Boom!"

The golden threads smashed against the courtyard wall of the dilapidated building. A section of the courtyard wall spanning more than ten meters exploded, and bricks and tiles splashed.

And the six three-headed evil spirits had stopped rushing forward, and the six green-robed disciples were suddenly frozen in the air.

The fierceness on the faces of the six suddenly disappeared, and there was only unpreparedness in the eyes of the round stares.

And whether it was the six evil spirits or the six people, there were traces of golden marks on their bodies. It was as if a golden light shimmered within them.

The green robe no longer flies, the evil spirits no longer show their teeth and claws, and everything is quiet like a strange picture scroll frozen in frame.

And a second or two later, the scroll exploded again.

The six evil spirits exploded and turned into a sky full of green gas and drifted away. And the six people turned into pieces of minced meat, falling down the position where the gold wire was cut, and spilling all over the ground.

It's another spike without suspense!

The scene was quiet again, and everyone's hearts were depressed. was shocked by Zhang Long's immortal performance.

"It's martial arts! It's martial arts again!"

The green Shura in the back suddenly shouted, his eyes full of excitement that he was about to go crazy.

"Have you seen it? Martial arts! And it's definitely a high-level martial art! Only those true gods in the cultivation realm...... Hahaha......"

After showing off to the others around him, Green Shura raised his head and laughed, and the echoing laughter seemed to float up with joy.

But the hatred is only full of creeps.

"Martial Arts ......"

Standing on the gatehouse. He was still thinking about Zhang Long's high-energy operation just now.

The golden threads that far exceeded the strength of the foundation building period were obviously formed through superb martial arts.

The spiritual power that far surpasses the strength, coupled with this unheard of martial art...... Where the hell did this kid come from?

Staring at Zhang Long, he suddenly lost all his self-confidence, but instead had an ominous premonition.

I'm afraid it's kicked to the iron plate!

Then he looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood below. He found his hell gate alone.

Hundreds of disciples, plus more than twenty dead slaves, were all killed, and it only took a few minutes from beginning to end.

So he was even more sure that he had really kicked the iron plate.

Time. Qiu Ming has an extreme mentality of living towards death.

"Boy, you are indeed very strong, but do you think that I only have these disciples in the Hell Gate?"

Yin Xiao looked at Zhang Long, he said word by word, and then took out the Tyrant Yuan Pill and took it decisively.

"Roaring ......"

The sound of the god's horn and ghost crying made people's hearts tremble.

A three-headed phantom more than ten meters high suddenly rushed up behind Qiu Ming, his trunk-like arms waved, and the three behemoth heads roared into the sky, and the sun trembled. Dark all round!

Then the giant shrank abruptly and fell into the body of the enemy.

The hatred has changed!

His body was covered with a layer of rich green like water, and in the sun, it was like green glass!

And that old face. It constantly transforms into hideous and terrifying different faces.

"Green Jade Evil Spirit ......" Zhang Long frowned, it seemed that he had to show his true technique.

"What I just took is the Tyrant Yuan Pill, which can make me close to the Jindan stage of cultivation, and no matter how strong you are, it is only the foundation building stage, I want to see. What other tricks do you have. ”

Standing on top of the gatehouse like a flowing jade carving, Qiu Ming looked down at Zhang Long and whispered, obliquely cold and high-spirited, like an evil demon descending into the world.

Zhang Long was calm as usual, and his deep black eyes were shrouded in hatred. Said leisurely: "There are too many tricks, let the horse come." ”

"Hehehehehe, hahahaha!"

Laughing disdainfully, Qiu Ming suddenly rushed out.

In just an instant, the green jade-like figure arrived in front of Zhang Long, and a green smoke screen dozens of meters long was pulled out behind him.

"Boom!"

The explosion is coming!

Qiu Ming and Zhang Long had a hard face.

A golden and green sphere burst out between the two, and it was a stalemate for a second or two before it completely exploded.

The snow burst up, forming two waves more than two meters high, rolling towards both sides!

Qiu Ming took a step back, while Zhang Long rubbed his feet against the ground and only stopped after retreating a distance of more than ten meters.

As soon as he gained a firm foothold, Zhang Long's left hand stretched out to the side, and a layer of golden mist coiled down his arm, and finally overflowed from his palm, and the golden mist was in it. Impressively wrapped in wisps of turquoise air.

It was the ghost qi that had just been beaten into the body by Qiu Ming, but it was forced out of the body by Zhang Long by "diverting and draining water", and it did not cause any harm.

Qiu Ming, who obviously had the upper hand, glared again, he looked at the ghost qi that was easily forced out of his body by Zhang Long, and his heart could no longer bear all this.

How many martial arts does this stinky boy have? Is this a mortal cultivator?

"Aren't you disappointed?" Zhang Long smiled evilly. "It's because your Storm Yuan Pill is too rough, otherwise you might really hurt me. ”

"Awesome! The cow has undergone sex reassignment surgery, what is it like that!" The green Shura on the side jumped excitedly, this kind of fairy operation, it is rare to see in this life!

Qiu Ming's body was full of turquoise riots, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I don't believe that I can't beat you after serving the Tyrant Yuan Dan!"

Zhang Long disagreed, "It's very likely, because your Storm Yuan Pill won't last long." ”

After speaking, he took the initiative to rush out, and at the same time changed his strategy, no longer fighting hard with the other party.

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