"Boy...... My grandfather is ......" Ghost Qilin looked at Ji Ziran with a grim gaze and opened his mouth to speak in a hoarse voice, but before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Ji Ziran.

"Pap ......" didn't listen to his ramblings, Ji Ziran slapped him without hesitation, and the sound was crisp, and suddenly Ghost Qilin's face immediately became red and swollen. He looked at Ghost Qilin with disdain, and sneered, "You want to say that you are some kind of bullshit descendant of one of the nine veins of the Thief Sect?

"I ......" Ghost Qilin's face turned pale, he clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth angrily, but in the face of such a strong Ji Ziran, he had to bow his head, he took a deep breath before saying in a softer voice: "Brother Ji, you have no regrets, I don't mean that, I just want to see if I can resolve this grievance with you and have a good chat, maybe we can still become friends." ”

"Hmph, who is your brother, don't be cheap, wasn't it very bullish just now, why didn't you say it when the three major golden pills beat me up?" Ji Ziran was unceremonious, and kicked Ghost Qilin over.

Even though Ghost Qilin was trembling with anger, he still held back, he got up and said with a dry smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's completely a misunderstanding, let's have a good talk, okay? Thinking about it, Ghost Qilin was also a little scared in his heart, he didn't have the prestige just now, he knew that Ji Ziran was the master who even dared to offend the Imperial City family, and even the divine soldiers of Ouyang Mingyue and other characters were directly snatched away without any scruples, if he still didn't know how to live or die, then the final fate would definitely be inevitable.

When Ji Ziran heard this, he touched his chin, nodded and said, "Well, what you said seems to make sense, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, I think I may not have fought enough just now, let's get acquainted with each other thoroughly." He kicked Ghost Qilin to the ground again, and then stomped on it violently, waving his fists endlessly, using him as a punching bag, until he howled miserably, turned over and over his white face, and kept shouting for mercy. "Boom ......"

Ji Ziran kicked out with the last kick, kicking Ghost Qilin directly out and smashing a boulder

Then he took another step, picked him up with one hand, and threw him out without looking at it, but still slammed it deep, like kicking a ball, and kicked him far away. "Stop fighting, big brother, stop fighting. Ghost Qilin was beaten violently while begging for mercy loudly, his body was covered with blood, he was embarrassed, and for a while, he couldn't move when he crawled on the ground. He knew that Ji Ziran had left his hand and did not use all his strength, otherwise his little arms and legs would have been unable to withstand such a violent toss, and his little life would have been lost.

"Poof......" Ghost Qilin spit out a mouthful of dirt in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and struggled on the ground for a long time before he slowly got up, he looked at Ji Ziran, showed a smile that was even uglier than bitterness, and said: "Brother Ji, you have seen enough fighting, we are considered to know each other, now we can have a good talk, right?"

"Boom......" The thief Fei Dao walked over, kicked the ghost Qilin away again, and said, "He's beaten enough, I haven't fought enough." "Ghost Qilin hit a mountain rock, his whole body is really soft at this moment, I don't know how many bones have been broken, and he was beaten miserably, if it weren't for the strong cultivation of the Jindan realm, his vitality is more tenacious than that of ordinary monks, and his appearance would have been completely finished.

Ghost Qilin couldn't get up at all now, he lay on the ground, looked up at the thief Fei Dao, and said with a difficult smile: "Brother thief, we are both among the thieves, and we are all one of the nine vein descendants, don't treat me like this." "Bang ......"

The thief rushed over, went up and kicked him into the air, and then he also rose to the sky, picked up a pair of big hands and slapped them again and again, Ghost Qilin was beaten and howled continuously, even if he was a cultivator in the Jindan realm, after experiencing repeated beatings, he was about to lose his hold, and in the end, even the sound of moaning and screaming was very weak.

"Thief...... Elder brother...... Other...... Stop it...... Someone is going to die. Ghost Qilin really couldn't even make a shouting sound, and his voice came out with a faint divine thought. He is miserable to the point today, he has been spoiled since he was a child, he has never suffered at all, he has always been arrogant, he doesn't take anyone in his eyes, and what he wants, others will

will offer it with both hands, not because he is afraid of him, but because he is afraid of the forces behind him, but today he kicked on a steel plate.

wanted Ji Ziran to kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and obediently offer the Red Refining Bow, this was his biggest mistake, and it also led to his current miserable end. The thief slapped Ghost Qilin hard again, and then stopped: "I am one of the descendants of the Nine Sects of the Thief Sect with you, this is my shame, how can you be a scum who does nothing evil in the Thief Sect." ”

Ji Ziran walked over slowly from the side, squatted in front of Ghost Qilin, and said with a smile: "I said Ghost Qilin, I will also give you a chance to survive now, see if you can grasp it." ”

Ghost Qilin's godless eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked with a faint divine thought, "What...... What chance?" "Hmm...... As long as you hand over all the spirit stones you have now, I may not have the strength, which is the essence of the entire Chaos Ancient Tower, Ji Ziran did not dare to be careless, and directly used the most powerful means of this divine weapon. The momentum of the Ghost Manshan Divine Consciousness clone is not strong, and it has been sleeping, and only when Ghost Qilin is about to live and die will he sense it and flash out of the exquisite small tower. It's a pity that after all, it's just a divine thought clone, even though his ontology cultivation is world-shattering, but this trace of divine consciousness clone can't help Ji Ziran, and in the face of a divine weapon like the thirteen-story Chaos Ancient Tower, he can't resist.

The light and shadow of the ghost mountain trembled, and directly urged the five-story Lingling small tower to bombard over, and collided with Ji Ziran's chaotic origin mist, the face-to-face confrontation was very fierce, he took a few steps back on the spot, and the chaotic ancient tower above his head shook. And the body of the five-layer exquisite tower was directly blasted out, the power was too powerful, and the divine light rippled in all directions like ripples, and the thief was also discolored, directly urging the purple copper furnace to return to his side and protect himself.

And the seriously injured Ghost Qilin was not so comfortable, he directly let out a miserable howl, and was swept away by the huge power storm, and then fell heavily to the ground, almost fainting.

"This is the origin of the Ouyang family's heavy weapon......" The Divine Consciousness Light and Shadow Clone of the Ghost Mountain began to dim, obviously suffering a heavy blow. The Sword of Rebirth is chaotic for nine days

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