Qingqiu Ancestor's idea was simple.

Through the young man's previous punch, it had already roughly figured out the details of the other party.

Maybe others can't understand it, but Qingqiu is familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous studies.

It's not so weird, the other party is just a quenching martial artist.

As for cultivation, he definitely can't bear his own palm anyway, so there is no need to rush at all.

Don't be yin by the other party's hidden killing moves.

When you see what it is, you can play this kid to death.

The dark green tortoiseshell-like pattern quickly unfolded, blocking the light and trying to wrap it in.

But it shattered even faster than it appeared.

I didn't even hold up a breath.

Shen Yi swept over the shattered tortoise shell, stepped into the air, and came under the fox's head.

He didn't say anything, but focused and seriously stabbed the spear in his hand into the other man's neck.

The wide and supple green shirt hunted.

The glow between the skin makes the whole person whiter.

With a pop.

The magic circle on the fox demon's fur was dissipated by the ghostly light, and the hideous tip of the spear pierced through the flesh and penetrated into it, without the slightest plasma overflowing, and the entire wound was filled with black light.

"Xuanfeng...... Cockatiel ......"

Qingqiu Ancestor was still reciting the magic technique, but found that he was gradually unable to make a sound.

It looked down sluggishly, staring at the handsome face of the young man, only to see the other party looking back, and a swollen fox head was reflected in its clear eyes.

The already huge demon body was now stretched by three points.

Rays of light shine through the skin.

Shh Like the sound of a cloth being torn, it sounded one after another in all parts of Qingqiu Ancestor's body, and its demon body was torn open from the inside, and a faint dragon groan came out.

Then it shriveled down like a leak.

“……”

Shen Yi slowly let go of the ghost tail gun.

What three moves, three hundred moves.

There is a high probability that he only has one chance, and once the Qingqiu Fox discovers the existence of the Ghost Tail Gun, he will never give himself the possibility of getting close again.

He's here to kill demons, not to compete.

Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly.

Without the support of the demonic power, the fox demon whose internal organs had been destroyed into flesh by the ghostly light fell weakly downward.

A spear emerged from its neck and returned to the storage treasure at the young man's waist.

Boom –

Until the fox demon fell to the ground, a violent muffled sound broke the silence around him.

Qingfeng Zhenren still has an index finger up.

Two tricks.

In the face of the various methods of the Qingqiu Patriarch, Shen Yi only used one punch and one shot.

If it weren't for the fact that the realm was too low, there was no way to take the initiative to get close to the fox demon, and if he was too cautious, he wasted a punch to smash the pearl magic weapon.

The other party can actually kill the fox with just one shot.

But what silenced Qingfeng Zhenren was not the fall of Qingqiu Ancestor, he knew what kind of divine weapon the other party had died in, and that thing might not even be able to withstand himself.

What he felt was outrageous was why the ghost tail gun was quietly held in Shen Yi's palm.

It wasn't an ordinary weapon.

It's the tail of the old sixteen of the Thousand Demon Caves, plus it has been cultivated with the evil spirit root for I don't know how many years, and it has long been an incomparably fierce and violent thing.

But whoever dares to touch it is good not to be eaten by it, how can he obey the dispatch of others.

"It's comparable to the quenching cultivation in the early stage of the god, plus a ghostly tail gun."

Qingfeng Zhenren slowly withdrew his palm and re-examined the young man falling in the air.

With an existence like this, it is really difficult to judge the strength of the other party in an ordinary way.

If you are prepared in advance, any monk in the middle stage of the Transformation God can ambush him in an instant by means, but in the same way, as long as the other party is given a chance, Shen Yi can kill others with just one blow.

"Help me think about it." Qingfeng Zhenren said lightly.

"What do you think?" Tang Yuan looked back from the shock, compared to the others, he actually felt more numb in his brain.

Not long ago, he saw with his own eyes that Brother Shen Dao was covered with black scales under the influence of that spear, and he almost turned into a demon.

Now it is still the same gun, and Shen Yi's realm has not jumped by leaps and bounds.

But the spear somehow became extremely obedient.

"Think of a way that is not too embarrassing, so that he can forget what he just did."

Qingfeng Zhenren coughed dryly.

How can such an act of self-inflicted affection appear on oneself.

"Shizun is too worried, as long as you don't look for him, there is a high probability that Brother Shen Dao will not pay attention to you." Tang Yuan nodded seriously.

"It seems to be more embarrassing."

Qingfeng Zhenren rolled his eyes slightly childishly.

He turned around, only to find that everyone in the Great Cadre looked dumbfounded, including even the Yaksha Dharma.

What do you mean?

Co-authored this group of people who don't know anything like themselves? Then dare to follow the kid surnamed Shen to kill the ancestor of Qingqiu?

Qingfeng Zhenren was a little dumbfounded for a while, and waved his hand to remove the light curtain.

"I'm not sure he's Senior Brother Shen now."

Zhu Jue did not rush out in a hurry as before, but stood in place and shook his head.

Wu Daoan also opened his mouth.

I still remember that when Shen Yi first arrived at the Martial Temple, he had just condensed the Yin God, and he couldn't even reach the Primal Realm Martial Immortal.

And then every time I leave, I come back a little strange.

It was okay before, at least it was just a leap in the realm.

This time it was even more exaggerated, directly from the Yin God Monk to the Mixed Yuan, and then relied on the horizontal training body to slaughter the Qingqiu Ancestor.

"Have you noticed a thing?"

Wu Daoan turned his head in a daze: "Isn't Senior Brother Shen the existence that Qingqiu has always wanted to be?" ”

He is proficient in all kinds of ways, and can take out anything to play with.

He is the real Qingqiu Patriarch!

"Whew."

Shen Yi slowly approached and looked at a bunch of people looking at each other.

I didn't have any ideas.

I avoided it because I couldn't explain it clearly.

It's so much better now.

Daqian has no one left to explain anything.

He just walked over to Qingfeng and looked quietly.

The strength he showed today should be enough for the other party to admit the identity of Daqian.

“……”

Why do you want to find fault?

Qingfeng Zhenren looked away, pretending to be careless and wandering around.

"Master, it's a bit deliberate."

Tang Yuan buried his head and reminded in a low voice.

"Hahaha."

Qingfeng Zhenren looked up to the sky and smiled, with one hand behind him, and Tang Yuan with the other, he drove the clouds into the air, and then walked away.

Xu Hongde stared at the direction of the young man's departure.

Retracted his gaze and looked at Shen Yi again.

Obviously, the outside world has changed a lot, at least Daqian has been reduced to an existence that can be provoked by Qingqiu.

This should have been something to be dissatisfying.

After all, when Shen Yi brought them out, he didn't mention any relevant news in half a sentence.

But after experiencing the scene just now.

All dissatisfaction vanished in an instant.

Just like Shen Yi once said, Xu Hongde now knows who he is.

It's enough to have the other party.

It happened that it was when Daqian was in decline that the Xu family was given a chance to join.

(End of chapter)