The ancient gods are hot-tempered, bloodthirsty and murderous, fond of eating the flesh and blood of living beings, and extremely cruel.

What is described in the book is only the tip of the iceberg in the mysterious deeds of the ancient gods.

If you want to know more, you probably have to ask the Qingying Emperor Ji or the first three clansmen who fought against the Heaven Slayer God.

After school, Kong Xiaoying still needs to practice his fan skills.

At that time, she didn't choose to learn swords with Zhao Shaoqing, most of the demon cultivators didn't have any spiritual weapons, there were very few people who practiced fans, and there were no seniors who could teach her how to practice.

She could only explore step by step, little by little, to explore the mystery of the way of fan cultivation.

After school, Kong Xiaoying came to the place where she usually practiced, the garden on the other side.

Pressure can bring out potential, and with the consent of the White and Black Evils, a total of seven spirits are selected to face her off.

It is useless to practice alone, the seven souls are extremely powerful, and they compete with her every day with a cycle of seven days and a cycle to accumulate Kong Xiaoying's combat experience.

And the soul that came today is an underworld soul who is good at using spears - Zheng Lan.

Although she is a female streamer, a silver spear is extremely weird, and she is one of the few innate souls in the underworld who is good at using guns.

"Teacher, please!"

Kong Xiaoying made a bow, and then put one hand behind his back, and the other hand held a Xuanyu iron fan on his chest, expressing his respect to the gentleman with long hair tied in front of him.

"Hmm."

The spirits on the other side saluted in their own way, a spear shining silver and throwing a spear flower in its hand.

The handle of Kong Xiaoying's Xuanyu iron fan is ice blue, and the cold cry is pressing, but the fan blade is fiery red with dark red firelight.

This is the spiritual weapon that Zhao Shaoqing made for her with Qianyuan Daoding.

When it is said slowly, it is fast at that time. Zheng Lan didn't have the slightest consciousness of being a high-energy, and a silver spear quickly attacked Kong Xiaoying.

Boom!

Kong Xiaoying's wrist flicked, and the Xuanyu iron fan attacked the tip of the spear to stop Zheng Lan's silver spear. The two strands of Xuan Qi are agitated, not up or down.

Because the souls who compete with Kong Xiaoying will suppress their own cultivation and make their cultivation equal to Kong Xiaoying, so in a short period of time, they will fight vigorously regardless of victory or defeat.

"Thousand Thorns."

Kong Xiaoying fanned, and three thick vines suddenly shot out of the soil, and pounced on Zheng Lan with spikes on his body.

And Zheng Lan was not sad or happy, a spear was placed behind her, and she carried it with one hand on her back as if she was brewing something.

"Meteor Shower!"

The spear turned, Zheng Lan stabbed forward, and the spear was glowing with bright starlight, which was obviously just an ordinary shot, but after the vines rushed up, it turned into thousands of streamers, and in the streamers, all the vines summoned by Kong Xiaoying were wiped out.

"Blazing!"

Kong Xiaoying didn't want to fight Zheng Lan in close combat, and the fan was covered with firelight, and with the blessing of the Xuanyu iron fan attribute, the power of the exercises became even greater.

Zheng Lan, who was surrounded by firelight, closed her eyes slightly, and a strange energy burst out from her body, the soft silver light spread around Zheng Lan as the center, and the vine bead shahua centered on Zheng Lan was cut off, and a circular circle of light bloomed with the soles of Zheng Lan's feet as the center.

The moment the firelight touched the aperture, it was like plunging into water, and the two energies collided and finally dissipated each other.

Zheng Lan stretched out her feet and ran wildly, holding a spear in her hand, the tip of the spear was aimed at Kong Xiaoying, Kong Xiaoying hurriedly turned her head, and the silver spear swept through her right hair, bringing several silver threads.

Zheng Lan swept and drove Kong Xiaoying's body into the distance.

Kong Xiaoying twisted her body in the air, vines grew on the ground, and finally a few tiny vines took her down.

"That's a lot of strength!"

Kong Xiaoying shook her hand and looked at Zheng Lan who was rushing towards her, her eyes became fierce.

The green Xuanqi covered the Xuanyu Iron Fan, Kong Xiaoying jumped to the right, his body danced in the air, and the Xuanyu Iron Fan in his hand collided with the Yinhui spear and made a violent sound.

Dingding......

The spear in Zheng Lan's hand became faster and faster, and after a few breaths, it climbed to the peak of speed, Kong Xiaoying blocked with the Xuanyu iron fan in his hand with a wooden face, and Zheng Lan's gunfire was actually taken by her after dozens of breaths.

Under Zheng Lan's extremely fast practice, Kong Xiaoying gradually got used to the speed of her gun, and slowly Kong Xiaoying's speed of fanning out was faster than Zheng Lan's, and she was defeated and retreated.

"Well, you've gotten used to my current pace, I'm going to mention some more."

As soon as Zheng Lan's words fell, the aura on her body became more fierce than before, and the spear in her hand instantly appeared on Kong Xiaoying's right side like a trace of silver light.

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air came from the right side of Kong Xiaoying, her pupils shrank, and she wanted to dodge, but her body movements were completely unable to follow the speed of her brain's thinking.

Bang.

The sound of Xuan Qi bursting came from Kong Xiaoying's right side, and she turned into a black shadow and flew out in the explosion of Xuan Qi, falling into the sea of flowers in another place.

"Hmm, Mr. Zheng, let me!"

"You still need to practice, you are defeated today."

Zheng Lan's words fell, and her body had already turned into nothingness, dissipating in this space.

"Hmm." see

Kong Xiaoying wiped her mud-stained face with her hand, patted her forehead, and returned to the cabin not far away with a wooden face.

"Well, I don't know when Mr. will be back."

Zhao Shaoqing, who was far away in Snow, sneezed, and looked at Qin Song who was sitting across the table with an embarrassed expression.

"You gentlemen sneeze too?" Qin Song smiled playfully, and Zhao Shaoqing, who was laughing, blushed shyly.

"Less...... With all that said, are you going out again?"

"It's a heavy task, I'm a policeman! Even Saturdays and Sundays can be busy! ”

"Well, let's go, I have something to do in the afternoon."

Zhao Shaoqing twisted the hair in his ears with his fingers, and his eyes were a little empty.

Qin Song had told her again and again before, don't make trouble, but it turned out that there was such an embarrassing thing last night, and Qin Song wanted to fish himself.

"Today, you don't have to make any more trouble, your transcendent existence is easy to discover. If you are discovered, you will be caught by some criminals, who will arrest you to do research, take your blood and hair every day, and torture you desperately......"

"Don't listen, don't listen to Wang Ba's chanting!"

Zhao Shaoqing covered his ears and looked at Qin Song who was dancing with teeth and claws opposite, shook his head and shouted.

"In short, be careful yourself, don't do anything again."

"Hmm."

"I'm done eating, I'm going to go to work, I'll drive away, what are you going to do, call a taxi when the time comes, and you don't need to save money to make yourself aggrieved to take any bus."

Seeing that Qin Song looked like Lao Tzu had money, Zhao Shaoqing nodded approvingly.

Yesterday, because of a series of bad things in the back of the bus, she was made fun of by Qin Song.

"I'm leaving, remember, don't make trouble."

After repeated instructions, Qin Song walked out of the restaurant, Zhao Shaoqing sat alone and watched Qin Song's distant back, and suddenly felt an old father's feeling.

"I'm going to see Wei Yuan today."

I forgot to tell him the time to meet him when I left yesterday, so in order not to miss him, Zhao Shaoqing decided to go over early today and wait.

After quickly finishing the meal, Zhao Shaoqing stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

"Well, go to the North Gate Square."

Sitting in the car and watching the dense vehicles speeding around him, I couldn't help but sigh at the world.

The aura of this small world is thin, and people will never be able to turn the world upside down as casually as the Xuanwu Continent or the Immortal Realm.

However, this world with thin aura has its own unique system.

People can't race with the help of Xuan Qi, they invented automobiles, trains.

It was impossible to travel long distances across the region, so they invented the train and the steamer.

People can't fly, so they use external forces to appear airplanes, paragliders and the like.

The world is fascinating no matter how you look at it.

Calm, tranquility, peace.

There is no strife in this world, like the two powerful fighting methods of the Xuanwu Continent, shocking countless mortals, such a thing cannot exist in this world, it is really beautiful here.

The car slowly stopped on the side of the road, and after Zhao Shaoqing paid the money, he jumped out of the car and took a sharp breath of air with a little floral fragrance.

"Well, it's still the same feeling."

When I came to the square, it was still those old men and old ladies who were writhing wildly, swaying from side to side to the old-fashioned music.

Zhao Shaoqing was thinking, dancing like this day and night every day is disturbing and not good-looking, it is better to learn to jog like the old man and aunt in the park every day, play Tai Chi, play Tai Chi sword or something.

Cutting off his hearing, Zhao Shaoqing leaned on the bench and watched the flowers around him fall in the wind.

Looking at the still and moving scenes, she felt something in her heart, sat cross-legged on the bench, and realized quietly.

In the sword skills performed by Zhao Xiaojia before, the movement and stillness were combined, and the two artistic conceptions were mixed together, which seemed to be slow, but the result was that Su Xiaojia's head was cut off in an instant, and this artistic conception made her feel a little.

At this time, she was standing on the ground where the Yin Qi had conjured up in the Sea of Souls, and in her hand was a long sword formed by the convergence of Yin Qi.

Zhao Shaoqing's long sword twisted into the scene of the day, countless yin qi long swords attacked her, she spun her body and shuttled between the yin qi long swords flying towards her, and then a sword light burst out.

Shout!

As fast as lightning, Zhao Shaoqing felt that the speed of the long swords around her was much slower, and the sword light slashed off the puppet head conjured by the yin qi underneath with a single sword, and then Zhao Shaoqing fell from mid-air with a long sword full of yin qi.

"It turns out that the so-called realm of tranquility is very ingenious, but my comprehension is too shallow, and I can only grasp a trace of the realm."

"However, I was cut into a hedgehog by a sword, so I don't have to."

Zhao Shaoqing looked at the Yin Qi Long Sword inserted in his body, smiled heartily, waved his hand, and the Yin Qi dissipated.

"Let's come a few more times, once born, two times ripe, maybe a few more times you will understand it deeply."

Zhao Shaoqing first returned to the real world and put down his crossed legs to avoid being too conspicuous in the square, and then his mind returned to the sea of souls and kept repeating the scene of waving the sword.

"This move is my original exercise, let's call it "Annihilation Style"."

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