"How did I forget that there was this. Tie up the fairy lock and come out. As soon as the words fell, a Bai Lian flew out of Zhao Qi's body, and this Bai Lian was white, like a flexible white dragon in the air, and flew towards Yingzheng, who was besieging Zhao Qi. Flexibly wrapped around his body.

One circle, two laps, and after a few strokes, Ying Zheng has been wrapped into the shape of a zongzi, and Ying Zheng is obviously unwilling to be tied inside, struggling desperately. But this bundle of immortal ropes is very flexible, no matter how Yingzheng struggles, he doesn't have to think about it again in a short time.

This bundle of immortal ropes is the third magic weapon that Zhao Qi refined after refining the medicine after refining the sword and jade, and the material is also the snake tendon of the big snake spirit that he killed in the nameless village last time. With some other materials that Zhao Qi has obtained in recent years, he has refined an auxiliary magic weapon, named "Bundle Immortal Suo".

The bundle of immortal ropes does not have no attack ability, the only role is to wrap, relying on the good ductility of the snake tendons, the limiting ability of the bundle immortal rope has been greatly enhanced. As long as it is not mana or the strength is so great that it is against the sky, it is basically impossible to break free from its shackles in a short period of time. Today was its first appearance, and it was clear that it had achieved good results.

"Then it's the two of you." The biggest pinning enemy Ying Zheng can no longer participate in the battle for the time being, and there are only two generals left in front of Zhao Qi, although these two generals are not weak, but they are only a little stronger than the two green-haired zombies that Zhao Qi encountered for the first time.

"Mahamudra." Zhao Qi's most commonly used attack technique appeared, slapping the military general with the gun into a deflated ball with one palm, and then slashing him into two with a sword. At this time, another general also raised his sword and slashed over. Zhao Qi relied on the vajra talisman on his body and did not dodge or dodge, and let the sword add to his body.

"I'll bring you back to life." Will the generals who were cut in two stand up again, Zhao Qi didn't have a score in his heart, so he had to keep slashing with his flying sword, if he could be resurrected after cutting into hundreds of pieces, then Zhao Qi wouldn't have to fight, run quickly.

Boom, the attack speed of the flying sword Moyu is very fast, and in just a dozen swords, the martial general has been cut into a mess of rotten meat, but fortunately, their bodies are all metallic, and there is nothing disgusting. After seeing that the corpse on the ground that was divided into countless pieces did not have the tendency to resurrect again, Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the other general.

"You're the only one left, are you having fun?" Dodging to the right, dodging the general's sword blow, Zhao Qi approached the opponent and hit him in the chest, knocking it away.

"Flying Sword, go you!" One-on-one, basically no one can match the flying sword Moyu, fast, sharp, and more importantly, extremely hard. Wow, it was simple and clear to end him.

Just when Zhao Qi was just about to get the last boss, the last heavenly soldier also turned into a soybean and fell to the ground. The remaining thousands of Great Qin soldiers in the square immediately turned their guns and aimed them at Zhao Qi.

"It's really not powerful, hold on for a while, and I'll be able to get this big boss right away." Zhao Qi, who had no choice, had no choice but to stop, his eyes condensed, and looked at the group of soldiers rushing over.

Most of them had already broken their hands and feet, and even many soldiers who had lost their lower bodies were crawling towards Zhao Qi at the back of the team. But their countenances were very resolute, and they had the feeling that the enemy would not die and would not give up.

"Well, I hope you can be peaceful. The Great Five Elements Yan Zhen Sword Technique! The flying sword split into five again and stood beside Zhao Qi. A quick stamping of both hands, after three seconds.

"Everything is there!" The second flying sword flashed with a flash of light, turning into countless green rays that enveloped the entire square, countless vine veins pierced out of the ground, surrounding all the Great Qin soldiers, and branches gushed out from all parts of their bodies, dividing their bodies into countless pieces......

There was no scream, and in just a dozen seconds, the entire underground square had changed from a battlefield with a murderous sound to an extremely silent mass grave.

"In the end, you're the only one left." Turning his head to look at Ying Zheng, who was still trapped, Zhao Qi waved his right hand, and the bundle of immortals went through Zhao Qi's cuffs like a white snake. Yingzheng, who was able to get out of trouble, flashed his fierce light, and pounced on Zhao Qi with his teeth and claws, and his right hand, which had already been waved away by Zhao Qi, did not know when it had fully recovered.

"Mahamudra."

"Flying Sword!"

"Yin and Yang Seal."

All kinds of Taoist techniques appeared one after another, and Ying Zheng, who was beaten, was called a desire immortal to die, but he had just destroyed part of his body, and it didn't take long for him to return to normal, which made Zhao Qi extremely depressed.

"I'm not playing with you, it's going to be dawn soon." Zhao Qi put away his sword and stood up, and his right palm shook and pointed straight at Ying Zheng opposite, mobilizing the aura in his body. Ying Zheng's sanity was gone, but the beastly instinct was still there, and Zhao Qi's abruptly raised right palm gave him a lot of pressure. But before he could make any movements, a large cloud of scorching golden flames surged out from the palm of Zhao Qi's right hand, which was the Three Flavors True Fire.

As the nemesis of all evil demons in heaven and earth, the three-flavor true fire can not only be used for alchemy, but also for subduing demons and eliminating demons, but generally if it is not at a critical moment, cultivators will basically not use it, the main reason is that it is too consuming aura. Zhao Qi didn't reach the critical moment, but he also wanted to end this battle early, so he used it.

Needless to say, the power of the three flavors of true fire went without saying, and after encircling Ying Zheng, he heard Ying Zheng's crazy screams. Zhao Qi kept maintaining the input of spiritual energy in his hands, and the three-flavor true fire continued to spew out.

A minute later, Ying Zheng's screams finally stopped, and the large humanoid flame fell to the ground with a thud. The Three Flavors True Fire did not scorch the ground as if it was spiritual, and slowly dissipated after Zhao Qi stopped the transmission of spiritual energy.

"It's a real cow, the three flavors of the real fire didn't burn you out." Zhao Qi shook his head and sighed as he looked at the charred corpse on the ground.

Ying Zheng had turned into charcoal at this time, and the whole corpse was unrecognizable, and there was no trace of the appearance of the legendary emperor through the ages. In this regard, Zhao Qi had no meaningful feeling of guilt in his heart, first of all, the one in front of him was not Ying Zheng, the real Ying Zheng had died two thousand years ago, and the current one was just a big zombie with a Ying Zheng face. Second, what if the person in front of you is a real person? Could it be that Zhao Qi would still let him ride on his neck and fight?

But having said that, Zhao Qi looked at the city walls that should have been well preserved in the vicinity, and the ground was still a little uncomfortable when it was destroyed by himself, how to say that these were built by his ancestors, and they were the treasures of the Chinese nation.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Forehead? Are you awake? Zhao Qi, who turned around, felt a squirm in his chest, and the big fluffy head of the basketball was exposed.

"You don't wake up early, you don't wake up late, and you don't come out until you're done?"

"Roar~"

……

Finding a certain direction, the earth escape was used again, and Zhao Qi's whole person melted into the soil. A few seconds later, Zhao Qi appeared in the barren mountains and mountains of Iwamura. What Zhao Qi didn't know was that not long after he left, the black charcoal in the underground cemetery seemed to move......

After a comfortable sleep in the barren mountains and mountains, Zhao Qi put away the hammock. At this time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the morning, and the villagers in Iwa Village had already gotten up to work.

Villagers gathered in groups to discuss what they had heard last night.

"It's underground, and I feel it moving when I sleep."

"No, it's on the hill over there, and I see a lot of people on the hill over there."

"You are all mistaken, it is obviously in the sky, and the heavenly soldiers and generals are fighting in the sky, that scene is exaggerated."

"I heard that the village chief has spread the news."

……

Listening to the villagers' discussions, Zhao Qi was also taken aback, thinking that the people above should not know, but who knew that they seemed to have heard it all.

"It's at least a few tens of meters above the ground, and there's such a thick layer of soil, how do these people hear it?" Zhao Qi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to stay for a long time. After all, he did something wrong, and all the gold was in Zhao Qi's sleeve.

"There are still a few days to go, so let's go back early." Shrinking his head and holding the basketball, Zhao Qi left Iwamura.

Six or seven days is not a long time, but it is not a short time. After Zhao Qi pondered for a while, he walked back slowly with the basketball. Of course, this slowness is only reflected in the usual speed of Zhao Qi. If there is nothing interesting in the local area, Zhao Qi will still fly the sword to open the way and fly all the way.

is different from the mentality when he came, Zhao Qi at this time has a clear destination, that is, Jin County. Playing all the way, in just three or four days, it has come from Sichuan Province to Hui Province.

"Basketball, I'm going home soon, do you want to buy something to take home?"

"Roar~"

"It's too unusual, I've been out for a month or two, and I don't know what specialties to bring back?"

"Roar~"

"Well, I'll just listen to you, and bring nothing. When the time comes, you will say that you let me do this, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

“……”

Four o'clock in the afternoon a day later.

Walking on the familiar streets of Jinxian, Zhao Qi seemed to have a feeling of being reborn as a human. In the past two months, his mentality has changed a lot, and this change has had a great impact on his monastic career. In the future, although his path to cultivation will not be smooth sailing, it will be much better than before.

As soon as he walked past the station, Zhao Qi saw at a glance the huge banner hanging on the top of Jinxian No. 1 Middle School on the left to warmly welcome the new students of the 2004 class, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Bald strong, we'll meet again soon. Don't let me play to death easily. ”

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There is also a final chapter in this volume.

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