This is a situation similar to that of Sikong Wu Yuan?

Xue Qiqi raised her hand and scattered these spiritual powers, and the corners of her mouth showed a grim smile, and she stepped forward and slapped her.

Jiang Ming was about to dodge, but found that he couldn't raise his hand at all.

"Come out for me!"

Jiang Ming remembered that voice and yelled around, but he didn't pay any attention to him at all.

He was speechless.

Okay, good, shrunken turtle, right?

Then it's up to him to force it out!

Xue Qiqi took out a dart from his pocket and aimed it at Jiang Ming's neck.

Jiang Ming was unmoved, and had been brewing the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual power gathered in his heart and came together.

After a while, he found that he could move, and directly released his spiritual power.

Xue Qiqi was shocked, and an incredible gaze flashed in her eyes.

But now she seemed to be unable to speak, and crawled on all fours, screaming, to her mother's side.

Jiang Ming touched the beaten face, and the red marks and wounds on it disappeared immediately.

Sikong Wu Yuan clapped his hands on the side.

"How is this done? It's too godly! I'd like to do that next time. ”

His eyes were full of adoration, and he was anxious.

Now he still can't struggle out of this position.

Jiang Ming walked over to Sikong Wu Yuan and taught him to gather spiritual power.

Sikong Wu Yuan looked like him, and his spiritual power typed out a huge V in an instant, but it still didn't change the current situation that he couldn't move.

"Everyone has their own tests?"

Jiang Ming was nonsensical, and then found that the reason why Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't move this time was because of the acupuncture points.

He snorted twice.

A burst of spiritual power, from not an acupuncture point to an acupuncture point, this promotion is also very awesome.

Clicking on Sikong Wu Yuan's acupuncture points, Jiang Ming found that Xue Qiqi's mother was beginning to resurrect at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Xue Qiqi didn't do anything, just cried vigorously.

Jiang Ming's eyes were pensive.

Could it be that these tears have a restorative effect?

Sikong Wu Yuan muttered to himself: "There is an ancient legend in the ancient scroll that the god who was worshiped by ten thousand people had a daughter, but it was considered a bad omen. ”

"Since then, they have been tortured and killed, and they have lived a life of displacement, and then, unwilling to be humiliated, they have risen up and become monsters that everyone fears."

These words attracted Jiang Ming's attention.

At this moment, Sikong Wu Yuan was like a puppeteer, not angry at all, and his eyes were empty.

He slapped his head.

Come on, this Sikong Wu Yuan is controlled again.

As soon as this idea came out, Sikong Wu Yuan returned to his original state, and said with a shocked expression: "I just now, it seems that I had a strange dream. ”

"Are there so-called gods and monsters in the dream?"

Jiang Ming cooperated and said.

"How do you know?"

Sikong Wu Yuan's pupils shook violently, and he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Ming was helpless.

"That thing wants me to know."

I don't know what the meaning is, what does it have to do with him? In exchange for his sympathy?

He expressed his incomprehension.

Xue Qiqi's mother turned into a monster at this time, and walked towards Sikong Wu Yuan and Jiang Ming step by step.

The people, who had been scarred, immediately knelt down and bowed reverently.

"O God, God whom I have asked for so much, please give me infinite glory!"

"This and this scene ......"

Sikong Wu Yuan was so excited that he couldn't speak, and he kept pointing at these people in his hand.

Jiang Ming rolled his eyes.

He didn't even need to listen to it to know what Sikong Wu Yuan was going to say next.

This is obviously trying to show them, what do you do with this thing?

And the so-called god had already come before them, and the voice of a male duck came out, "Why don't you kneel when you see God?" ”

"You can be Xue Qiqi's mother, but you can't be our god."

Jiang Ming refused.

This god is outrageous.

Xue Qiqi's mother was immediately furious, her whole body was emitting purple-red flames, and the next second she kept throwing flames at them.

Jiang Ming didn't think so, his hands were folded, his spiritual power loomed, and he directly forced the flames back.

The crowd shouted and shouted.

"Why do you attack God, you alien? You are still His Highness the Savior, and you don't have the temperament that the leader of the Qingguo Country should have! ”

"This is a god above all men, and you should be pious, and you should not insult it."

"Do you want to kill our god to usurp power? It's impossible in this life, and we won't approve of you! ”

……

The latter words are becoming more and more bizarre.

Jiang Ming suspected that there was something wrong with his eardrum.

Didn't this group of people say they were scared last second? Why did you become a god in the next second?

This change of face is even faster than turning a book.

A trace of disgust flashed in Sikong Wu Yuan's eyes, and while Xue Qiqi's mother was not paying attention, he walked around behind her.

Xue Qiqi seemed to have the ability to predict, so she secretly took out a small chopping knife and cut it directly at Sikong Wu Yuan's head.

He turned his back to Xue Qiqi, not knowing the sudden danger, but conjured up a hand knife, and then slashed at Xue Qiqi's mother's head.

Jiang Ming saw this scene clearly, and scolded in his heart.

Sikong Wu Yuan inevitably had some IQ reduced today.

He turned quickly, went directly behind Xue Qiqi, and quickly cut through the mess, cutting off the opponent's head first.

But he didn't expect that there was telepathy between mother and daughter, and Xue Qiqi's mother turned her head in the next second and roared at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan.

The loud noise almost burst their eardrums, and Sikong Wu Yuan's plan succeeded, and he was directly pulled away by Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised one hand and aimed at Xue Qiqi's mother's head and lashed out.

The head suddenly exploded, and the brain overflowed directly.

"Vomit ......"

After seeing a lot of scenes, Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't help but vomit.

Jiang Ming drew a finger in the palm of his hand, and the spiritual power wrapped the brain.

Sikong Wu Yuan couldn't understand it.

People are dead, is there any use in wrapping them with spiritual power?

Isn't that a wasted effort?

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he felt that he had slapped his face.

Xue Qiqi's head suddenly moved, directly on her body.

This speed was extremely fast, and a new Xue Qiqi appeared in everyone's eyes.

Her expression was cold, and ice flowers were emitted from her eyes.

Countless ice flowers came towards Jiang Ming and Sikong Wu Yuan, and the two of them retreated, collectively resisting the ice flowers in front of them.

The ice flowers fell apart, but they overlapped again.

Jiang Ming clenched his fists and directly smashed the ice flower.

Punch after fist, Binghua had no chance of reuniting at all.

Sikong Wu Yuan looked at the blood surging, and used his eighteen punches.

After the eighteen punches were completed, the ice flower completely lost its overlapping movements.

Jiang Ming's side also ended this action.

Sikong Wu Yuan was hearty, wiped a handful of sweat, and stared at Xue Qiqi's mother.

She sat still, not knowing what she was doing.