Song Pujia held the burnt yellow gourd and looked at the cheongsam woman with doubts.

"It's this gourd. The cheongsam woman said.

Song Pujia turned her head in surprise and looked at Chen Qing.

The rest of the people's eyes also heated up at once.

This gourd, is it Chen Qing's?

Lin Chuhe, Lin Rehabilitation, Song Leiting, and their bald faces were all subtle.

Chen Qing said to Song Pujia: "You say to it, please take the baby out of the sheath." ”

"Huh?" Song Pujia was stunned.

Say. Chen Qingdao said.

Song Pujia held the burnt yellow gourd and said, "Please...... Please get the baby out of the sheath!"

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a sword groan.

A cyan sword flew out of the mouth of the gourd, twisted smartly in the air, whirled skillfully, and then slashed down with a sudden sword, just slashing at the soul of the Tibetan mastiff that was already trembling.

"Poof. ”

It's like a bubble being punctured, and the soul of the Tibetan mastiff quickly fades and begins to dissipate.

In the process of dissipation, the Tibetan mastiff seemed to be relieved, circled around Song Pujia, wagged its tail, and then disappeared completely.

This is...... In thanks.

Song Pujia stood in place in a daze, the cyan sword light swam all over the room, and finally it was like a swallow returning to the nest, burrowing back into the scorched yellow gourd.

At this moment, the audience was silent, deathly silent.

This is...... Flying Sword!

The legendary Flying Sword Technique! A hundred steps away, the flying sword technique of taking people's heads!

In the "Fengshen List", Lu Zhudao people have a gourd, a sentence of "please baby turn around", you can summon a blood god knife, cut all the immortals, and now, Song Pujia also has a scorched yellow gourd, a sentence of "please baby out of the sheath", there is a cyan sword, no one is invincible within a hundred steps!

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they couldn't help but think, if the cyan sword just now was not to kill the soul of the Tibetan mastiff, but to come at themselves, would they be able to stop it?

The answer was no, so they looked at the scorched yellow gourd in Song Pujia's hand and were even more afraid.

"My Tibetan mastiff!" the bald man cried, his heartache face distorted.

"You compensate my Tibetan mastiff!" the bald head glared at Song Pujia and said sharply.

Song Pujia was slightly frightened, took a step back, and just bumped into Chen Qing's arms.

Chen Qing said, "That's your Tibetan mastiff, it's the Tibetan mastiff you tortured, right?"

"What do you mean?" asked Bald, his face changed.

"What do you mean? The Soul Detention Bronze Ring is an evil spiritual weapon of the Ghoul Dao, and the imprisoned soul must be tortured in every way before it is tortured and turned into a powerful ghost before it is detained and turned into a powerful thug. ”

"Just now, this Tibetan mastiff, I don't know what method you used to torture it, so that after death, I have a deep resentment and be detained by you. ”

"Just cutting off its resentment and letting it escape into samsara, it has been liberated, and it is still wagging its tail in thanks, which is the best evidence. ”

Chen Qing's words and sentences pierced the true face of the bald Dao, making his face extremely difficult to look at.

"You, you're talking nonsense, you're slandering me!" said Bald, looking at the black-robed man beside him.

"Kill him, you kill him for me!"

The black-robed man moved slightly, and the black-robed robe on his body swelled.

"And so. Chen Qing continued to say indifferently, "I'm afraid you're not called the Soul Detention Bronze Ring, but the Soul Detention Ring." ”

"The mother and child ring, a son and a mother, the child ring is controlled by the mother ring, you take out the child ring and exchange it with others, and then use the mother ring to summon, the child ring will automatically fly back, and the person who trades with you will only end up empty, so calculated. ”

The bald man's face changed completely, he turned red, his body trembled with anger, and he pointed at Chen Qing and said, "Why are you saying that, you are talking nonsense!"

But the eyes of the people around him looked at him and changed.

If what Chen Qing said was true, the bald posing was clearly here to trap them.

"You don't do it yet!" the bald man shouted at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man stepped forward and faced Chen Qing.

"There are some things that you can't say nonsense, and since you say them, you have to die!"

The murderous aura soared from the black-robed man and filled the entire room.

Suddenly, the vast majority of people were frightened by this thick murderous aura, and they sat on the ground, trembling, shouting words like don't kill me, help, etc.

Only Lin Fuxing, a powerful martial artist like Song Leiting, can still maintain his composure.

Song Pujia and Lin Chuhe are both protected, but it's nothing.

"Your reliance is nothing more than that sword qi gourd. The black-robed man said in a hoarse voice, "But that kind of gourd that has been inherited for many years, every sword qi has to be cultivated for a long time, and it is impossible to continuously produce a sword." ”

"After you just made a sword, can you still use the next sword?" The black-robed man showed a white arm like a withered branch from his wide cuffs, holding a copper ring that was one size larger.

This is the mother ring of the soul ring.

The soul of a vicious Tibetan mastiff is imprisoned in the sub-ring, so what kind of soul is imprisoned in this mother ring?

Song Leiting and Lin Xingxing took a step back in unison, their faces were extremely solemn, and they stared closely at the mother ring in the black-robed man's hand.

The black-robed man danced the mother ring, and a black shadow suddenly flew out from above.

The black shadow fell to the ground, and a figure actually formed.

Yes, in this mother ring, it is actually a human soul who is imprisoned, at this time it is like a ghost in the movie, his feet do not touch the ground, his figure is empty, but he opens his teeth and claws, and looks like he is about to pounce.

"Ahh

Someone shouted.

Before, the Tibetan mastiff soul, they could barely accept it, but now that they saw the human soul with their own eyes, many people exploded directly, shouting frantically, banging on the blocked door to get out.

"None of you can escape. The black-robed man said gloomily.

The ghost, suddenly, like a black wind, instantly came to the people at the door who were crazy, and returned to the field in a blink of an eye.

Those few people fell to the ground one by one, their eyes and mouths demented.

As soon as Chen Qing saw it, he knew that their souls had been hit by ghosts, and some of them were damaged, and he was afraid that even if they didn't die in the future, they would be frightened.

"You, can you resist my ghost?" The black-robed man looked at Chen Qing, ghostly.

"Hand over the charred gourd, then kneel and beg for mercy, with the woman next to you. "Otherwise, I'll imprison you all in my mother ring." ”

"No, don't ......" Song Pujia panicked, looking at Song Leiting over there, "Father ......"

Song Leiting lowered his gaze, looked at the ground, clasped his hands, and the thunder flashed in his hands.

"Song Laohu, do you dare to resist me?" said Bald Staring at him, "Your thunder can stop my ghost?"

Song Leiting didn't say a word, but his clenched fists slowly loosened.

"Pupa, get on your knees. He said to Song Pujia.

Song Pujia was stunned, she never expected that in the end, even her father would abandon her.

Her tears flowed down at once, across her face, and down to her delicate chin, crystal clear.

"Hand over the treasure map, and I can spare your daughter. Bald said.

Song Leiting's body paused, turned his head, and didn't look at Song Pujia.

"Get on your knees, you won't die. Song Leiting said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it's worthy of Song Laohu, and his daughter can't compare to the treasure map. ”

"No, no......" Song Pujia burst into tears, she was not as good as a treasure map in her father's eyes, "You are not...... It's not ......"

"What are you talking about, kneel down for me!"

As soon as the black-robed man waved the mother ring in his hand, the ghost was about to pounce.

Chen Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to the landlord's crumbling Song Pujia.

"I said, are you wrong about something? ”

"Don't put your pitiful narrowness on me. ”

Chen Qing took the burnt yellow gourd in Song Pujia's hand, and gently opened the lid, only to see the green mangs flashing inside, far more than one.

The black-robed man suddenly changed color, and exclaimed, "Impossible, this kind of sword qi gourd can only warm up one sword qi!"

"Who told you this is the kind of garbage inheritance gourd?" Chen Qing smiled, then patted Song Pujiadao on the shoulder and said, "Do you remember how I gave you this gourd?"

Song Pujia muttered, "You took it off the windowsill, blew it, and gave it to me." ”

I just picked it up, and I just blew it!

The black-robed man shuddered.

"Impossible!"

The next moment, he vigorously waved the mother ring in his hand.

"Kill him for me!"

In the scream, the ghost shadow was like a fierce beast, and suddenly pounced on Chen Qing.

Chen Qingfeng was light, and twisted the burnt yellow gourd, anyway, in Song Pujia's hands.

"This one is given to you, and no one will be able to hurt you in the future. ”

"In this world, the only one who can protect you is yourself, not even your closest relatives. ”

When Song Leiting heard this, his face suddenly changed, but he couldn't say anything.

Chen Qing handed over the scorched yellow gourd to Song Pujia, and the black-robed man saw it in his eyes, and he was immediately overjoyed, without the sword qi in the gourd, how could he resist his ghost!

Chen Qing turned around leisurely and rushed towards the ghost that pounced on him, which was a mouth.

When you spit it out, it is a sword qi in the sky!

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