Qin Yue stopped outside the warning range, "System, will the Divine Action touch the vigilance?"

[Not really.] Shenxing is immune to this level of probing, but the host can be caught by the practitioner's naked eye, so please keep an eye on the host. 】

Even if the alert would not be triggered, Qin Yue didn't want to move on, so he stayed on the edge of the alert, found a place, and continued to watch.

The range of a person's vigilance is often the range they care about the most, even if the spell vigilance can't stop Qin Yue, but he can't guarantee whether Ying Zhizhe will look back on this area, Qin Yue didn't choose to take risks.

Anyway, he has already guarded his retreat, Qin Yue is not in a hurry, and depending on the situation, Ying Zhizhe will definitely not come to clear the tail of the Dao League, this matter Qin Yue is almost the same, speaking of which, Qin Yue wants to ask, do you want to add performance?

Since it is impossible for the other party to come to fight for the people, then, this ghost in the river. Recalling the strange man who failed to leave his name that day, Qin Yue felt that it was more likely that the other party wanted to subdue or tame this ghost.

Qin Yue looked at the ghost, now floating above the water, his whole body swollen and white, like disgusting and greasy grease, constantly dripping water.

It's like someone has just been fished out of the water...... , uh, it seems to have just been fished out.

However, it didn't seem to be happy, opened its dark mouth, let out a terrible howl, and pounced on Ying Zhizhe, who was standing on the boat, unable to dodge.

Ying Zhizhe didn't seem to have any intention of dodging, but just turned his head and let the ghost pounce on him and bite his shoulder. His features were crumpled and he endured great pain, and one hand swiped several strange gestures in the air, slapping the ghost on the back. The ghost immediately turned into a puff of black smoke and soaked into his body, and he sat down on the boat with a victor's smile.

From his body, a blood-red chain stretched straight into the depths of the water.

Earthbinders.

Qin Yue thought of such a word in his mind, and immediately understood why the Dao Alliance dared to leave this ghost here, because its attack range might not reach the shore.

Ying Zhizhe took off his clothes, revealing the terrifying wound on his shoulder, and the strange graphics written all over his body, those graphics were very similar to words, but Qin Yue was far away, and he couldn't see it really.

He wiped the blood from his shoulder onto the chain, and began to chant again in his mouth. Qin Yue found that the blood was already red to black, I don't know if it was because he was originally this color, or because the ghost was poisonous.

However, Qin Yue felt that it was time to harvest, didn't he come here to collect people's heads! Now he still has one more in his body, and it seems that he is still in a state of suppression, and his mobility is inconvenient.

Aside from the time of 'pick-up', any buy-one-get-one-free thing is a pleasure.

Too lazy to untie the gods, although Qin Yue also wanted to jump in front of Ying Zhizhe and give him a sentence, 'Surprised, not surprised.' But he couldn't swim, so he decided to be on the safe side, or at least get people ashore.

Touching the stone pier, Qin Yue untied the rope and began to drag it vigorously, there was no need to hide it at this time.

Ying Zhizhe felt that the boat was being carried to the shore by a huge force, and turned his head to look, only to find that the guy from the clothing store was standing in his guard formation, pulling the rope as if nothing happened.

Even a fool should sense that something is wrong, and Young-cheol shook and stood up on the bumpy boat.

"Little brother, meet again. The deep sea gospel whispers in a low voice, and dares to call this body to attract the soul. Evangelical Society, Ying Zhizhe, I don't know which way of friends?"

In the face of the other party's eager inquiry, Qin Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just wrote down this incision, remembering that although he had never seen it, he must have a national face, and he also said something similar, presumably what kind of clue it would be, at least he could know which force the other party was.

As for the answer, why talk so much to a dead man!

Seeing this, the other party also understood Qin Yue's plan, and completely destroyed the last trace of fantasy in his heart.

He stared at Qin Yue coldly, his hands danced, but he spurted out a large mouthful of pitch-black blood, his body was unstable, and he fell on the boat.

Yo, what a coincidence, this is a backlash.

Qin Yue, who felt as if he had picked up a human head for nothing, was very happy and pulled the rope harder. When the boat reached the shore, with a shake of his hand, the boat flew directly off the water and fell on the grass and concrete ground on the shore.

Ying Zhizhe fell out of the boat, rolled twice on the ground, and lay on the ground panting, looking like his life was imminent. His body began to turn white, and slowly oozing water, wetting the ground.

Qin Yue felt that it was a little bad, don't do it yourself yet, it's not good if he was killed by that ghost first.

These two heads, but they are their own.

Looking at the chains that spread from the water to the shore, which were already covered with tiny cracks, Qin Yue had a bold idea in his heart.

Tried to grab the chain, but caught a void. Qin Yue formed a circle between his index finger and thumb, put the chain in it, and the mana flowed, and when the chain touched the mana, it was like substance, and was lifted up from the ground by Qin Yue.

Qin Yue walked forward, the chain crossed his hand, knowing that he had come to Ying Zhizhe's face.

Feeling the fluctuations emanating from Qin Yue's body, his eyes widened, and he had an expression of disbelief, "You...... You ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yue had already stepped on his chest, and with both hands, holding chains, like pulling a turnip, forcibly pulled the ghost out of his body.

[Destroy evil, power of existence +56.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for having a positive power of existence, and obtaining the spell: "Breaking from Fire", spell: "Mixed Element Spell Book". 】

["Breaking from Fire": The fire of the five elements in the palm of the hand, burning all things in heaven and earth, using blood as oil and body as salary. 】

["Mixed Yuan Fajian": The method of cultivation that goes straight to the root, and the immortal path of the Great Dao. 】

Eh, Qin Yue looked at the system's reminder, and then looked at the ghost who was pulled out by himself, but was already languishing but still twitching.

It's dead.

Summoning the brilliance, turning on and shattering, Qin Yue raised his hand and hit the ghost's head with a stick, the ghost did nothing pitifully, and turned into a puff of black smoke in the wail of the listener's sadness and the listener's tears.

[Destroy Evil: Power of Existence +11.] 】

"No, the system, that ghost doesn't seem to be so weak, why does it feel so bad. ”

[The reward for the power of existence depends on the crimes committed by the other party, and after becoming a demon, the other party has not committed too many crimes, so the reward is less. 】

Well, forget it, the things you picked up, a little bit is good.

A burst of blood mixed with shuddering fluctuations ...... from Young's corpse No, it's from inside his body. Qin Yue looked down, only to find that Ying Zhizhe's eyes were protruding and completely turned white, and his pupils didn't know where to go.

As if the sound echoing in his throat, fermenting and then being mashed came from the mouth of the dead Ying Zhizhe, Qin Yue followed the sound, but his mouth was wide open. Like a bait stranded on the shore, greedily thirsty for breath, with those pure white eyes, this feeling is especially strong.

Right in the depths of his throat, Qin Yue saw an eye, an eye with two pupils, staring at him deadly.

A chill rushed from Qin Yue's tail vertebrae to Tianling Gai, Qin Yue jumped down from Ying Zhizhe's corpse, picked up the light, and hit the corpse without saying a word. I want to smash the hidden things in there, along with the corpses.

The faint black glow that lingered, with a lightning-like stance, hit Ying Zhizhe's chest like a drum. Pieces of clothes disintegrated and flew, and flesh and blood began to splash and crack, but Qin Yue found that the scepter was two centimeters deep under the skin, and he could no longer move forward.

Several strands of hair-like things began to wrap around the scepter from the chest cavity of the corpse, Qin Yue immediately withdrew the scepter, and once again headed towards Ying Zhizhe's mouth, as if he didn't beat this corpse into meat stuffing today, it would definitely not stop.

All the time given to the villain boss to transform is a silly fork.

With such a lofty belief, Qin Yue began a new round of whipping. However, before the scepter hit Ying Zhizhe's mouth, a huge sound wave bounced the scepter back, but even so, the corpse rolled twice into the distance under the reaction force, leaving Qin Yue's attack range.

Ying Zhizhe, who had already become a corpse, stood up, Qin Yue would not think that he was still the same as before, and he could get it with a scepter backstab.

The corpse turned over, arched its body, like a hairy cat, and kept roaring in its mouth with an annoying sound, which made Qin Yue a little dizzy.

Then, the clothes on the corpse's back began to crack, and before it could coagulate, blood gushed outward.

For some reason, this situation couldn't help but make Qin Yue think of a word - breaking the cocoon.

Before he had time to think about it, Qin Yue kicked violently on the ground, and his body shot towards the corpse. Can't let the things inside come out, of course, this may be a little difficult to do, but Qin Yue felt that he had to give it enough damage before that thing came out.

The corpse landed on all fours, trying to jump to avoid Qin Yue's attack, although it successfully dodged the scepter, but was grabbed by Qin Yue's hand, Qin Yue originally wanted to throw it on the ground and make up for it, just like he killed that weirdo last night. This was taught by his dead ghost father, and the name seems to be what...... Demon slayer is coming.

However, with a strange arc, almost around the root of the thigh, bent one hundred and eighty degrees, a completely unreasonable kick, kicked Qin Yue's wrist.

Qin Yue looked at this blow that was unreasonable, not physics, and not even about human physiology. He had no choice but to let go, but his backhand was a stick and threw it on the chin of the corpse.

The entire jaw of the corpse, along with the mouth, was smashed, and with Qin Yue's strength, the corpse retreated a distance again. From the broken mouth, along with a bit of throat, inside, an eye full of resentment with double pupils was staring at Qin Yue.