Qin Ping's "hehe" was like an invisible hammer directly hammered into the chest of the vine ghost Taoist, and a big stone was forcibly stuffed into the chest of the vine ghost Taoist who was originally well-thought, making the vine ghost Taoist feel like a fish in his throat.

The right hand of the vine ghost Taoist clenched his fist again, and slammed into Qin Ping's abdomen. Qin Ping's body not only bowed up sharply like a shrimp, but also swung his whole person backwards violently, because his neck was firmly grasped by the vine ghost Taoist in his hand, so he did not fly out directly.

Qin Ping closed his lips tightly, gritted his teeth, and finally didn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Under Qin Ping's intentional or unintentional manipulation, the blood that spurted out almost all of it sprayed onto the face of the vine ghost daoist, and even splashed into the eyes of the vine ghost daoist.

The left hand that the vine ghost Taoist grabbed Qin Ping's neck gradually tightened as Qin Ping swung it, and the swing of Qin Ping's body became smaller and smaller, while the pressure on his neck became more and more intense. Qin Ping's pale face began to appear with that abnormal flush color again, but it was not the flush that was completely covered before, but the red spots that appeared at intervals like markings but were all over the face.

Qin Ping's eyes began to bulge outwards exaggeratedly, his lips almost completely turned dark purple, and the pale face with countless red spots could not show a trace of blood. Qin Ping's mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to open his mouth to breathe, but he felt a deeper suffocation, only his eyes were still lowered, unmoved.

Seeing that Qin Ping had reached this situation, the vine ghost Taoist still didn't want to look at him with even disdain, as if with a deep sense of ridicule, the raging anger in his chest couldn't help but burn more violently, and he began to grit his teeth.

Instead of stopping the gradually tightening left hand, the vine ghost Taoist turned his left hand and turned Qin Ping's head at an angle, allowing his face to appear under Qin Ping's lowered eyes, making Qin Ping look at his fierce face even if he didn't want to.

"Dead to deliver news to your sect master? Who said that I want your life, I want you to live, but you can't die. What are you still talking about now, your life is already in my hands, if you obediently beg for mercy, I may be able to let you go, and make your life more comfortable. ”

The eyes of the vine ghost Taoist stared at Qin Ping, trying to see a trace of panic and fear in Qin Ping's eyes, but he failed.

Qin Ping slowly opened his eyes wide, "Hmph!" Qin Ping snorted coldly with sneer and mockery, his eyes full of disdain and contempt, as if he was ridiculing the whimsy of the vine ghost Taoist.

"Ahem, I robbed your apprentice, I killed your doppelganger, I forced you to embark on this desperate road where no one is a ghost, no ghost or even ten deaths, I just destroyed sixty percent of your trick at the bottom of the box, ahem, you actually said that you can let me live a little more comfortable. ”

"Ahem, I don't know if you have a problem with your brain, you will soften your heart and let me go in this situation, if so, then what kind of ghost are you messing with, you might as well become a bodhisattva. Ahem, either you have a problem with your brain, and you will think that I am in this situation, ahem, and I will believe your nonsense. ”

Qin Ping laughed "hey", this time he simply closed his eyes, no longer looking at the next expression of the vine ghost Taoist, and took care of himself with a smug smile.

"Ahh

Just when the hands of the vine ghost Daoist were getting tighter and tighter, Qin Ping gradually lost the strength to struggle, and his hands could only be raised slightly before hanging down weakly. Suddenly, the left hand of the Fuji Ghost Daoist suddenly sent away, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, and the previous anger seemed to be smoothed and suppressed in an instant.

"You're great, you almost made it, to be honest, you really me off, I was really close to killing you, but luckily I reacted. ”

"Killing you, I won't do any good, and I will be hunted down by your sect master, and you can still be freed from my endless torture, which is really a good ending for you. Fortunately, in the end, I reacted and was not carried away by anger, what about you, don't rush to death, I will treat you well. ”

The cruel smile resurfaced on the face of the Fuji Oni Michito, and he once again took the rhythm back into his hands.

"This is the Soul Dao Technique of the Other World, you can feel it well. ”

The vine ghost Taoist held Qin Ping in a position equal to himself, because the vine ghost Taoist raised a lot of height after turning into a tree body, so when Qin Ping was on an equal footing with him, his feet were still quite far from the ground.

"Soul Drain!"

The free right hand of the vine ghost Taoist suddenly stretched out to the back of his head, and his two fingers clamped the top of a vine that was still flying wantonly behind his head, and then slammed it into Qin Ping's temple, stabbing into Qin Ping's temple by half an inch at once, and the vine ghost Taoist reached out again and pierced a vine into Qin Ping's temple on the other side.

Then the vine ghost Taoist slapped his head hard, and the two vines that pierced the temples on both sides of Qin Ping instantly became transparent, and through the transparent surface of the vines, even the tiny empty tube meridians in them could be seen. And the tip of this transparent vine began to grow wildly, extending towards Qin Ping's mind, but it did not destroy the flesh and blood meridians in Qin Ping's skull where it passed.

When the transparent vines were about to extend into Qin Ping's mind, Qin Ping's eyes, which had only been closed, suddenly opened, and a slightly apologetic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The vine ghost Taoist looked at Qin Ping's calm eyes and smile, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, as if something had surprised him, and Qin Ping's apology also made the vine ghost Taoist feel puzzled.

Without waiting for the vine ghost Daoist to react, an extremely powerful divine soul aura that made him even want to surrender suddenly rose from Qin Ping's mind, and a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of the two transparent vines, which was Qin Ping's divine soul.

The golden figure stretched out his hands and lightly touched on the two vines, only a faint crisp sound was heard, and the two transparent vines first stopped in place, and then broke inch by inch, disappearing in an instant in the inner part of Qin Ping's skull, and the outer part turned into flying crystal light spots, slowly disappearing into space.