87_87441 "Hmph, you're just hard-mouthed, Xiaoyin, you can also go and do a favor, I can't wait to hear her screams when her soul is scorched." Zhao Qing's words completely angered the cloaked man, he took out a crockpot one by one, lifted the lid, first a pool of blood flowed out, and then slowly crawled out of a terrible ghost. Unlike the usual ghosts, its eyes are as red as blood.

Although the ghost came out for a long time, the speed of the attack was not slow at all, and it pounced on it and stretched out its claws to grab directly at Zhao Qing's waist. Hearing only a "hiss", Zhao Qing's magic robe was torn, and after a while, black blood flowed out from the three scratches. Zhao Qing felt dizzy for a while, the golden zombie's attack couldn't react, and when it smashed its fist, it had to block it with the jade flute. In just one moment, the jade flute cracked a few thin cracks.

"Hurry, hurry, tear her apart!" Seeing that Zhao Qing couldn't withstand the attack, the cloaked man became even more excited.

It's big, I thought it was the early stage of Jindan that didn't need to take much effort, but it turned out to be the demon cultivator of the golden zombie who had the strength of Jindan Great Perfection. The strength of demon cultivation has always been stronger than that of normal cultivators, and the cultivation speed is also very fast, but the cultivation in the back is more difficult. The more powerful the big devil, the harder it is to see.

When he laughed at himself, he was grabbed from the back by a powerful ghost, and the zombie's fist smashed into his chest, and Zhao Qing couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood. "Tick Bell Bell~" Zhao Qing finally urged the immortal weapon, and with the sound of the fine bell, the ghost zombie stopped attacking at the same time, and then slowly turned into flying ashes.

"This ...... This ...... "When the cloaked man sees that he is not good, he will run away." As soon as he turned his head, he saw a dragon blocking his way.

Zhao Qing took out the antidote pill from the Qiankun bag with trembling hands, slowly put it to his mouth and swallowed it, and it didn't take long for red blood to flow out of the wound, and the wound healed after a while.

With a break, Zhao Qing slowly walked towards the demon cultivator.

"Don't ...... You let me go, I was wrong, I really don't dare, you spare me. The cloaked man suddenly kowtowed to the ground.

"You are a demon cultivator, you have killed countless people, and your sins are unforgivable......" Zhao Qing didn't care how he asked for help at all, he just said cold words. Don't think I don't know how that powerful ghost is made, it's a ghost mother who hasn't formed yet, but it's almost there, just wait until it's cloudy and cloudy to swallow the ghost baby sacrifice and practice. The ghost mother that is not naturally formed, you have to kill ninety-nine eighty-one pregnant women to practice, the first one must be a pure yin body, and the latter can only be a pregnant woman within the three spiritual roots of earth, wood and water, and those who do not have spiritual roots will not work. They were killed in the morning, and in the end their unborn children were refined into ghost babies and eaten by them at night. ”

Speaking of the back, Zhao Qing's voice trembled, and an ice sword condensed. The ghost mother will eat her own children, and what they do is against heaven and harmony, and they don't even want to be reincarnated in eternal life, they can only be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell. But who is the person who is refining the ghost mother, the mother who fantasizes that she can give birth to a cute baby, how can they be treated like this.

"How can you be so clear about the method of making zuò......" The cloaked man was shocked when he heard Zhao Qing completely say the refining method of the ghost mother, and he was suddenly frightened when he saw her coming firmly, but suddenly calmed down. What about knowing how? What if I kill so many pregnant women? It's a pity that the pregnant woman with a pure yin body was finally found. Let me go, or you won't want to know where your apprentice is. ”

Zhao Qing's footsteps paused, and then walked over firmly.

"You, you don't want to know where your apprentice is? I repeat, let me go, or I will die, and he will not live. The cloaked man's voice became sharper.

Zhao Qing walked over step by step.

"Damn, did you hear me, your apprentice is in my hands! No...... No! ”

"Tick bell bell~" The bell rang, the cloaked man suddenly became in a trance, and Zhao Qing used his sword to split him from head to tail. There was no blood splashing, it was like purification, the demonic energy was like dust blown away by the wind, and the cloaked man left nothing, even the Qiankun bag dissipated. Zhao Qing couldn't hide his anger with coldness.

"Demon Cultivation's escape* is recognized as the most powerful in the Three Realms, if you let you escape, I don't know how many poor people will be killed in the eternal life that will not be able to be reborn. As for the apprentices...... You don't have to worry about him. Zhao Qing watched him disappear, and there was a slight tremor in the cold voice behind him.

The Xuanhuang Qi in Zhao Qing's soul squirmed slightly, as if it had grown a little.

The ice sword dissipated, and Zhao Qing sat down. The power of anger made her use the immortal weapon excessively, just the cultivation of the middle stage of the Jindan, it was completely impossible to drive the immortal weapon to destroy the two ghost things that were both Jindan Great Perfection at once. The swelling pain in the meridians made her unable to lift a trace of strength in her body. But after the matter was over, Zhao Qing's appearance was not fatigue, but more decadence.

If someone comforts her now, she will definitely say with great momentum that even if she does it again, she will still choose to kill the demon cultivator. But now that she's on the table, full of the table, she's really ...... I regret it.

Although it was the first time for her to raise an apprentice, she really took care of him very carefully. In the previous life, the head of the family had many concubines, and naturally there were many children. It is impossible for all of these children to be taken care of by the head of the family, it is more that their own mother cultivates them, and the sons and daughters cultivated by Zhao Qing are the best of all, otherwise they will not always be remembered by the mother.

I don't know what kind of master she is in the eyes of her apprentice, or she regards her tempering of him as a child's play, but she really raised Dongfang Airlines as a son. gave his sincerity, but he was afraid that something would happen to him. Now, she doesn't know where China Eastern Airlines is, is she still alive? How's it going? even regretted why he killed the demon cultivator so selflessly, how could he be a cliché first.

Time passed little by little, Zhao Qing had taken a tonic elixir before, and the aura emitted by the pill slowly enriched the dantian. Zhao Qing wiped the tears that flowed down at some point, took out the spirit pen, and at the same time took the tonic pill and Peiyuan pill in his mouth.

With a slight stroke of the spirit pen, she cut a large hole in her palm, and blood immediately flowed all over her palm. Zhao Qing drew the runes on the ground with a pen stained in blood, and the subtle spiritual power was smoothly injected into the runes. The wound on her hand healed after a while, but as Zhao Qing painted, her face became whiter and whiter, as if something was really draining her blood.

When her pen stopped, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing, and in the blink of an eye she grew up, and there was no trace of baby fat on her face, and she became a delicate melon seed face. The height is also a little taller, the clothes can't be worn, plus the previous injury, the clothes are already torn, she casually took a light purple robe from the Qiankun bag and changed it into.

Urging the drawn runes, a fire burned in the rune place not long after, and in the end no trace was left. A smile appeared on Zhao Qing's face, she looked up at the starry sky, identified the direction, and flew towards the southeast.

"Brother, did you hear anything?" The two people, one fat and one thin, had already finished their supper, and now they looked through the Qiankun bag of China Eastern Airlines, and began to divide the good things inside.

"What sound? It can't be that person coming, hide it quickly, don't be greedy for him. The thin man hurriedly stuffed the Qiankun bag into the fat man's stomach