Chapter Seventy-Five: Ghost Smoke
Zhao Qing looked at the two of them, some of them looked ghostly, gloomy, like two people who couldn't see the light, except for their faces, their whole bodies were under black clothes.
Especially the eyes of the latter person, they are still completely white, and looking at it is infiltrating.
"Let's go, I really don't know you, you're looking for the wrong person!" Zhao Qing said.
"No resentment, no resentment, it doesn't matter, as long as you are Zhao Qing, it's fine!" Spirit Devouring Zi walked out and glanced at Zhao Qing carefully, as if he was reconfirming, confirming that there was no mistake.
Suddenly, Zhao Qingzhi felt that the essence and blood in his whole body were stagnant, and then he rushed as if he was about to leave his body, and flew towards the Spirit Devouring Son.
"Demon Law!" Zhao Qing was stunned in his heart, his face was ugly, the Nine Dragons Blood Emperor was running, and the essence blood that wanted to rush out of his body was only stable in a moment.
"Hey, you're not afraid of my Spirit Devouring Sect's Blood Devouring Method!" Spirit Devouring Zi was startled, looking at Zhao Qing, the Blood Devouring Method was his major demon method, and it was also passed down by the master to devour ghosts, so he didn't expect it to be useless here in Zhao Qing.
also frowned, looking at Zhao Qing's gaze, the killing intent was even stronger, the blood devouring method is his method against the enemy, if someone can resist naturally, it is useless to him, this kind of person should die even more if he uses the life of devouring ghosts, especially in the end of cultivation, the more likely this kind of person is to become the enemy of his life.
Zhao Qing is his contemporary, and if he doesn't kill him, he may be with him for the rest of his life in the future.
"Senior brother, it seems that the blood devouring method doesn't work everywhere, it's up to me!" Spirit Devouring Yin was also surprised, the Spirit Devouring Son's blood devouring method was unpleasant, and he didn't expect to be randomly resisted by Zhao Qing, who was only in the blood Yuan stage.
With a sound, a hand stretched out, but immediately this hand was just like a dry bone, squeaking, like a steel bar, like electricity, shooting straight towards Zhao Qing's body.
Whew, the withered hand was like electricity, Zhao Qing condensed, but his feet flew, and in a thought, he turned three or three lines, and hurriedly avoided this withered hand.
"Hey, isn't it fast! It's possible to dodge my withered hand!" "Soul Devouring Yin was also stunned, but he was just anxious.
Boom, the next moment, he went towards Zhao Qing again, and for a while, his other hand also poked out, and Zhao Qing dodged left and right.
It's just that Gangfeng is trembling, but he can't get close to his fists and feet when he wants to make a move, and he is shocked back by the aura around the soul devouring sound.
"What a fast body!" "Spirit Devourer was also surprised at this time, looking at Zhao Qing's gaze, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and he also knew that Zhao Qing could avoid the demon beast all the way, not because of luck, but because he did have strength.
This skillful strength and off-the-board kung fu really made him greedy.
Especially Zhao Qing's cultivation method of resisting the Blood Devouring Method, the Spirit Devouring Son wanted to get it even more.
Boom, thinking that he couldn't attack Lingzi for a long time, he punched Zhao Qing in the air.
"Bone Yuan Eight Heavens!"
The violent aura of the Spirit Devourer was directly revealed, and with a punch, Zhao Qingzhi from a distance felt that his whole body was suppressed, and it was even more biting, just by making a move, there was a blood-devouring breath.
"Killer!"
Zhao Qing was stunned, and at this time he also thought of something, someone actually killed a killer to kill him.
"Hmph, don't let me see you again, otherwise next time it will be your sacrifice day!" Zhao Qing was furious, and his figure changed.
Turned into a Kunpeng, the little Kunpeng moved, Zhao Qing flew straight into the air, spread his wings, and went ten miles away in an instant.
"Little Kunpeng Method!"
Boom, a blow missed, but where he passed, he was directly blasted out of a big pit by the Spirit Devourer, and he was also shocked when he looked at the Kunpeng that Zhao Qing had turned into.
"The intelligence said that he has Kunpeng bloodline and knows the Kunpeng method, it turns out to be true!" Soul Devouring Yin also looked at Zhao Qing in shock, even more surprised than Zhao Qing had used to avoid him before.
"It's a pity that your cultivation is a little weaker, if you step into the Bone Yuan Realm, we may let you escape, but you are only the peak of the Blood Yuan Nine Folds after all!"
The Spirit Eater smiled slightly, not angry but happy.
"Senior brother, this little Kunpeng is a top-level demon beast bloodline, and we are half of each of us," Soul Devouring also smiled slightly, his eyes were full of blood, and he was more interested in this prey.
Whew, the figures of the two changed, but they were like two black smokes, chasing straight towards Zhao Qing, only to see that there were ten miles of clear smoke between them.
Even the Spirit Eater is faster.
Zhao Qing glanced back from afar, stunned.
"Ghost Spirit Smoke!" Zhao Qing's face was ugly, and he was also powerful in the evil sect, which could instantly turn people into blood, and then fly in the air, and the speed was extremely strange.
And this ghost spirit smoke is one of the superior body methods.
Boom, in the demon beast forest, two black shadows of a Kunpeng rushed through, but Zhao Qing's face became more and more ugly.
"My realm is too weak, if I drag it any longer, I will only be chased, and I can't escape!" Zhao Qing had a thought in his heart, but then his heart was horizontal, and in a thought, Zhao Qing's figure turned.
Whew, like an arrow shadow, rushed straight towards the depths of the demon beast forest.
"Senior brother, intercept him quickly, it won't be easy to enter the deep layers of the Demon Beast Forest, there are Bone Yuan Nine Fold Realm Demon Beasts there, and there is even the existence of the Heart Yuan Realm!"
Soul Devourer's face changed sharply, but his speed was not much different from Zhao Qing, only Spirit Devourer was faster than Zhao Qing.
And once Zhao Qing is really allowed to enter the deep demon forest, the cultivation of the two of them is also in danger.
"Hmph!" Zhao Qing was cold, but without a trace of hesitation, he flew straight towards the deep demon beast forest, and the sky was already bright at this time.
The three of them rampaged through the demon beast forest, roaring, and the beast roared one after another, shaking the Quartet.
Huge figures stood upright, throwing boulders into the air from time to time, trying to smash the three of them down.
"Zhao Qing, stop quickly, why bother to fight fearlessly, you can't escape, sooner or later you will die in my hands!" "Soul Eater avoided a boulder thrown by a gorilla, but the Spirit Eater behind him was smashed again.
"Stinky boy, stop, or I'm going to crush your bones and scatter ashes!"
Devouring Lingyin was angry, in order to chase Zhao Qing, he fought with the demon beast all night without saying anything, and at this time he was hit again, which was really a little aggrieved.
"Hmph!" Zhao Qing didn't stop, although he was anxious and didn't know where to flee, but Zhao Qing only drilled into the place where there were more powerful demon beasts at this time.
"Death is going to pull the two of you guys who are not ghosts or ghosts to tiptoe!" Zhao Qing was furious, and he didn't stop for a while.
Rumble!
"Stay!"
The voice of the Spirit Eater started, and I saw that there was an extra mace in the hand of the Spirit Eater at some point, and it hammered down towards Kunpeng's body.
Zhao Qing's face changed, his figure froze, and he fell straight down, and his figure turned into his body, avoiding a stick.
Boom, two figures one in front of the other, also followed.
"Hmph, Zhao Qing, you can't escape, Xiao Kunpeng Method, it's strong, but you're too weak!" Soul Devouring Yin glared at Zhao Qing angrily at this time, and actually caused him to suffer another boulder, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding at this time.
"Hmph, is it, it's a pity, there are a lot of people who want to kill me Zhao Qing, but all of them are dead!" Zhao Qing said lightly, a sword flashed out of his hand, and he looked at the two of them coldly.
"Just ask you, hand over your cultivation method, I can keep your whole bones!" Soul Devouring Zi said, his eyes turned straight to Zhao Qing's body, as if he wanted to see what kind of mental method Zhao Qing was practicing.
"Hmph, I want the Nine Dragons Blood Emperor Sutra, dream!" Zhao Qing said lightly.
"Nine Dragons Blood Emperor Sutra!" Spirit Devouring Zi was shocked, this kind of exercise was more suitable for him to practice, but then it was cold.
"If you don't give it, you will kill it!" "Spirit Devouring Zi was angry, although he really wanted the Nine Dragons Blood Emperor Sutra that Zhao Qing said, but this was not another place, this was the Demon Beast Forest, even if he devoured the Spirit Beast, he didn't dare to stay long.
Whew, for a while, the two of them moved at the same time, and the mace in the hand of the devouring spirit son, each stick fell, weighing as much as ten thousand catties.
The soul devouring sound is a withered hand, and the blood is boundless, if it enters the body, it will definitely be dead.
Zhao Qing is cold, there is no escape, then fight!
With a horizontal feeling in his heart, the sword in his hand rose, the Dao mark sword came out, and a sword turned into three shadows, but gradually, Zhao Qing found that the sword method he faced with the middle-aged man in the sword pit could actually be shown in reality.
Boom, a sword fell, straight into four shadows, eight shadows, and finally sixteen shadows fell together.
Boom, when the sixteen sword shadows slashed down towards the devouring soul, as if the sword power was superimposed, the sixteenth sword shadow fell.
The soul devouring sound screamed, and the whole body was directly slashed out by this sword, and he fell into the grass with a bang and couldn't get up for half a day.
Surprised, at this time, the Spirit Devouring Son's eyes were shocked, looking at Zhao Qing's gaze, it became deep condensed, Zhao Qing was only the peak of the Blood Yuan Ninth Layer at this time, and the Spirit Devouring Sound was already the Bone Yuan Seventh Heaven.
Zhao Qing was also shocked at this time.
"I didn't expect the sword he taught me to be so beneficial!
Zhao Qing was shocked in his heart, but he was more surprised, he didn't expect that the sword in the dream middle school could also be used in reality, could it be that when I was fighting the sword with the middle-aged, I already had the same thoughts, the dream middle school sword is also a realistic sword cultivation, Zhao Qing was surprised in his heart, but he felt more middle-aged and powerful.
"What about the seventeenth sword, it's a pity, the sword pit seems to have passed too long, and the seventeenth sword can't be displayed, otherwise this seventeenth sword is enough to kill the soul devouring sound!"
Zhao Qing said in his heart.
"Some ability, but this sword shouldn't belong to you, and you can't afford it!"
Zhao Qing's heart was cold, there was no way to retreat, and he struck directly with a sword, heading straight towards the Spirit Devouring Son.
Sixteen sword shadows fell straight down, but the Spirit Devourer made a contemptuous sound, as if he had seen through everything.
One stick fell, three stick shadows, one heavy like one heavy, straight three, but when the third fell, Zhao Qing felt that the pressure of the collapse was 50,000 catties.
Poof! The sword shadow dispersed, Zhao Qing's chest hurt, he snorted, his body flew out upside down, and with a bang, it just fell, and the second stick had already chased straight after.
"You!" Zhao Qing was frightened, the Spirit Devourer was far more cautious than he thought, even if he deliberately said the Nine Dragons Blood Emperor Sutra and deliberately lured him, but at this time, he was also murderous.
The body was together, one turned around, three or three lines out, Zhao Qing held the injured body, and avoided it directly,
It's just that this stick came too quickly, and Zhao Qing avoided it too quickly in order to avoid this stick, and the three or three lines were overloaded.
At a thought, Zhao Qing felt that his body was trembling, but this step and three lines were close to nearly three points of aura.
Zhao Qing's face turned pale for a while.
It's just that at this moment, the angry Spirit Devouring Sound was slashed by Zhao Qing's Blood Yuan Ninefold Peak, with a sword, and was filled with endless killing intent.
Only at the moment when Zhao Qing just stopped, the bone-like bloody hand grabbed directly at Zhao Qing's heart.
"The little Blood Yuan Stage dares to hurt me, Zhao Qing I want your bones to be gone!"
Zhao Qing held on with one hand, a drop of blood in his hand, although he avoided the stick of the Spirit Devourer, but the realm of the Spirit Devouring Son was already the Bone Yuan Eight Heavens, far from being something that Zhao Qing could resist.
His hands were dripping blood, just looking at the dry hands flying sideways, Zhao Qing felt a strong breath of death.
"Eight Desolation Sword!"
In an instant, the bloodied hand held the sword in his hand, facing the Spirit Devourer is sword, the thick ancient meaning, the eternal breath, instantly filled Zhou Tian.