"Yes, if you don't have the strength to be equal to us, even if you win over, it's just a burden." A monk raised one hand and smiled.

A few people talked and laughed, and talked about other things again. … Vulcan Cult Headquarters. Wang Lung looked evil and walked here unhurriedly.

Since he came back last night, he slept well, and the next morning he didn't even eat, so he couldn't wait to take action in the great sect.

A pair of dark and deep eyes kept sweeping over the bodies of the sect members one by one. Some of these members were flattering him, some nodded slightly to him, and some were so hurried that they didn't even look at him.

Wang Lung is looking for a target. These vivid members of the church are heads in his eyes.

It's all the best heads... Change one today, change one tomorrow... If he collects them all, he won't have to worry about his skull for a year or two.

The only bad thing is that these heads are too rough. Exposed to wind and sun all year round, the skin is dark, and some are difficult to get into the eyes.

He wanted the perfect head, with firm, healthy skin... At the same time, it is full of youthful vitality, and it is best to be like yourself, with a thick yang energy.

He clearly remembered that many people in the fire were full of yang, but what about these people, where did these people go?

Wang Lung's gaze swept one by one. He didn't rush it. Only those who have their backs to him are his goals.

In the search for Wang Lung's figure, suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face. He found a very different goal!

I haven't experienced wind and sun. It also looks extremely healthy and full of vitality. The point is, such a head, he has never used it before.

This is a seven or eight-year-old girl... Qin Meng's face was sweaty, he had just finished a day's cultivation and jumped off the plum blossom pile, he had a lot of cultivation questions, and he wanted to ask Liu Yi.

After wiping the hot sweat from her body, she walked directly towards the armory. Behind him, Wang Lung stared at Qin Mengqing's back tightly, as if he had seen some perfect prey, and his breathing couldn't help but become short.

She turned her back on herself... It's a good time! Wang Lung couldn't help but speed up his steps and walked towards Qin Mengqing.

Qin Meng lightly heard a hurried voice and turned back suspiciously. Wang Long's face was suddenly embarrassed, and he suddenly smiled a little, and said,

"Miss..."

"You... Is there something wrong?" Qin Meng wondered.

"No, it's okay," Wang Lung sneered.

"Oh." Qin Meng thought lightly, turned his head, and continued to walk forward. The smile on Wang Lung's face became strange again, and he stared at Qin Mengqing tightly.

Is she turning her back to herself again? Just as Wang Lung reached out his big hand, ready to grab Qin Mengqing's head like lightning, a heavy coughing sound sounded from not far away, accompanied by an extremely heavy fiery aura.

It was like a fire dragon coming out, and an indescribable aura instantly filled the entire courtyard. In an instant, Wang Lung's body seemed to be locked, his face was pale, cold sweat was dripping behind him, the sinister smile on his face disappeared, he raised his head and looked ahead.

I saw the cloister ahead. A burly and tall, demon-like figure stood quietly, more than two meters tall, with black hair and indifferent eyes.

Liu Yi! Brother Liu! Qin Mengqing's eyes lit up, revealing joy, and hurriedly ran to Liu Yi quickly, hugging his thigh.

Liu Yi glanced down at the petite and delicate Qin Mengqing, his huge palm gently rubbed on Qin Mengqing's head, and a faint golden flame seemed to appear in a pair of eyes, his face was expressionless, and he looked up at Wang Long not far away.

"Your name is Wang Lung, right? What did you just want to do? Liu Yi asked.

"Ahem... Your Majesty... The little one has seen Your Majesty..."Wang Long smiled and hurriedly saluted Liu Yi. Liu Yi looked at Wang Long.

At this moment, Wang Lung did not have any yin qi fluctuations on his body, but there was an indescribable death qi. Under the eyes of his Heavenly Master, he could clearly see that around the other party's neck, there was a circle of thin lines of dead gray firmly surrounding... But under the neck of the other party, there is a strong yang energy.

Weird and contradictory!

"I ask you, what did you just want to do?" Liu Yi continued to ask. Qin Mengqing on one side also showed surprise, turned his head again, and looked at Wang Long.

Just now she also felt that there was something wrong with Wang Lung, but she couldn't say it.

"Back to Your Majesty, the little one didn't do anything, the little one just wanted to... Want to see how Miss's martial arts cultivation is? Wang Lung hurriedly spoke.

"Really?" Liu Yi looked at Wang Long, his eyes were unwavering,

"But I think there's something wrong with your head, and you seem to be a lot taller than before, right?"

"It's... This is the performance of his subordinates who have recently practiced martial arts..."Wang Lung panicked in his heart and hurriedly spoke.

But as soon as the words fell, I saw Liu Yi step out, his body seemed to shrink into inches, the ground cracked, the air roared, and he appeared in front of him in an instant.

Wang Lung was startled, and just as he wanted to retreat backwards, a huge palm suddenly grabbed his head.

Poof! Under Liu Yi's palm, Wang Lung's head seemed to have turned into a watermelon, firmly gripped, and it seemed that it might explode directly at any time.

Liu Yi clasped the other party's head, and looked at Wang Long's erect neck, only to see that there was a thin thin line on the other party's neck, which was undetectable, but when he gently tilted the other party's head.

Wang Lung's neck was like a joint on a puppet, and it was instantly displaced, moving two or three centimeters away from the erection neck, and what was even more strange was that there was not a trace of blood in it.

A thick rancid stench spread directly from the wound in the opponent's neck. Wang Lung's face instantly showed a touch of resentment, his glasses were green, and his ten fingers became black in an instant, and they skyrocketed in an instant, making a piercing whistling sound, and grabbed Liu Yi directly.

Liu Yi's five fingers pinched suddenly, and the other party's head was instantly deformed and dented. But even so, it didn't affect the other party's body.

The other party's ten fingers, gloomy and gloomy, continued to grab at Liu Yi. Liu Yi frowned, avoided it instantly, and at the same time, five fingers were like daggers, instantly inserted into the top of the opponent's skull, and slashed at the same time.

Burst! Wang Lung's head was cut off by him on the spot. The headless body was still rushing forward, and a jet-black claw quickly grabbed Liu Yi.

Liu Yi showed a different color, and his other big hand instantly grabbed the opponent's wrist, and with a sudden grip, the extreme yang true qi poured into the headless body.

Yes! A terrible scream instantly erupted from the headless body, as if it was poured into the body by raging flames, and the surface of the body instantly burned, and pieces of fire appeared, falling to the ground, completely dead.

Liu Yi looked at the head in his other hand. I saw that the skull suddenly decayed rapidly and maggots in a way that was visible to the naked eye, and the surface was covered with countless dense insects, and the rancid smell was pervasive.

He immediately threw away his head, and his face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying. Qin Mengqing on one side was also so frightened that he took a step back directly, his eyes widened.

"Brother Liu, he... Is he an evil spirit? ”

"It should be, but the strange thing is that I didn't perceive any yin fluctuations in it, and..."Liu Yi slowly looked at the blood spirit panel in front of him.

The number of changes on the Blood Spirit panel is still 0. It's kind of weird.