Qin Shaojie can't remember how many years, anyway, when he was very young, he followed his mother back to his rural hometown once.

In his hometown, he has seen other people's families do white things, not to take them to the crematorium and burn them directly, but to ask a Taoist priest to overdo it, and then put it into the ground.

And the Taoist priest who did the business was holding a peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword was stuck with the kind of yellow paper that Wang Biao was holding in his hand.

This thing is called a spirit rune.

Similarly, when the Taoist priest is doing the same as Wang Biao's current state, he is with his eyes closed and chattering.

Qin Shaojie suspected that this guy was not from the Divine Fist Sect, but a Divine Stick that He Senyan didn't know from which street.

"Disciple Wang Biao, I respectfully ask Erlang Zhenjun to get on quickly. "I muttered a bunch of things that Qin Shaojie didn't understand, and only this one sentence could Qin Shaojie hear clearly.

Erlang Zhenjun, is it still up? Qin Shaojie thought suspiciously, is this thing dancing a god?

And in this matter, Wang Biao's whole body suddenly shook violently, and then, the whole person changed.

His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and the strong body gradually lost weight, and what was even more incredible was that between his eyebrows, there was an extra thin slit, and then, a golden light flashed in the slit, and then, the gap slowly opened. The golden light dissipated, and an extra eye appeared between the eyebrows.

"I'm grass, is it really Erlang God?" Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao, who was playing with the transformation show, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The others were all stunned, Ouyang Yao was fine, after all, Qin Shaojie's identity was there, and she was not surprised by anything else, but Xu Xiyang was different from He Zhengrong. Where have they ever seen such a battle?

In the movie, the transformation of the transformers is made of special effects. And now, it's a living person.

"Boy, let me show you how good I am. Wang Biao shouted, and then, in his hand, he conjured up the exclusive weapon of Erlang God, a three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Huh" A white light flashed, shooting directly at Qin Shaojie's chest.

Since Ouyang Yao and Xu Xiyang were still behind him, Qin Shaojie couldn't dodge it, so he let the white light hit his chest.

"Bang. A sound no less than a rocket explosion sounded, and a white light erupted from Qin Shaojie's chest, enveloping him all over.

"Haha, die. Wang Biao laughed wildly, jumped high, and the three-pointed two-edged knife went straight to the white light and lit it.

"Smack. With a soft sound, the white light receded, and I saw that Qin Shaojie was still standing in place, only stretching out two fingers, and clamping the blade steadily.

"This, how is this possible?" Wang Biao looked at Qin Shaojie in disbelief, his three eyes glaring like copper bells.

He didn't believe that his magic technique had failed.

His cultivation is not high, only the cultivation of the peak of the foundation building period, but this divine fighting technique, just like the blood curse, is also a spell that quickly improves his strength in a short period of time. The difference is that the blood spell will have side effects, while the magic spell that invites the gods to come to the body is non-toxic and harmless, and it is not yet used by the vice-president.

With the peak of the foundation building period and about to enter the golden body stage, after using the divine fighting technique, he has completely entered the strength of the sixth level of the golden body stage, but he didn't think that his close to full force blow was easily blocked by the other party.

"What's impossible. Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao and said with a playful smile. "Your cultivation is really too low. ”

As he spoke, Qin Shaojie grabbed the blade and shook it hard, and Wang Biao fell directly through the window into the courtyard like a cannonball.

"He Dong, I'm sorry, I'll go out and clean him up first, and then catch him back and compensate for your windows. Qin Shaojie smiled and jumped out of the broken window.

"Good. He Zhengrong was stunned for a sentence, and then looked at the window that poured wind straight into it and began to be in a daze.

Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? Where did his son come back to bring back such a master, and he would transform into a master?

"Boy, who are you?" Wang Biao looked at Qin Shaojie and asked in a deep voice.

I can't see this kid's cultivation, which proves that his cultivation must be higher than after using the divine beating, could it be that he is the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period?

It's impossible, how is it possible, he is only in his early twenties at most, even if he starts practicing in his mother's womb, it is impossible to have such a cultivation.

Wang Biao was right, Qin Shaojie was indeed not a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, but a cultivator in the Flesh Immortal Stage.

Although Wang Biao used the magic technique to improve his cultivation a lot, the cultivation of the Golden Body Stage to the Flesh Immortal Stage is like a kindergarten child facing the world boxing champion, if he wants to win, it is simply impossible. Unless Qin Shaojie is suddenly choked to death by a mouthful of his own saliva now.

"Filial piety, up. Wang Biao looked around, and suddenly pointed to a black Tibetan mastiff behind the iron fence not far away and shouted.

"Poof. Ahem. Qin Shaojie was so hung and choked.

This...... This product is too outrageous, even if you become a Erlang God, you don't even let go of dogs, and you still want to turn people into roaring dogs?

"Huh?" I saw that the Tibetan mastiff heard Wang Biao's words, not only did it not move, but also tilted its head and looked at Wang Biao in confusion, and I didn't understand what Wang Biao meant.

This dog king, it seems that he has no chance to do it in his life.

"Hey, I said, Mr. Er, don't communicate with the dog there, you are not Erlang God, it is not a roaring dog, and I am not a monkey. Why do you still want to let that puppy sneak attack me?" Qin Shaojie said with a teasing smile.

"You're looking for death. When Wang Biao heard Qin Shaojie's ridicule, he immediately became angry, brandishing a three-pointed and two-edged knife and ran towards Qin Shaojie.

"It's not fair that you have a weapon and I don't. Looking at Wang Biao, who was already approaching, Qin Shaojie's hands shook, and there was an extra black iron sword in his hand.

"Xuanyuan Sword, it's the first time we've worked together, although you're not good-looking, but it should be of some use if you say the least, right?" After speaking, Qin Shaojie swung out with a sword.

Golden light, a golden light that people couldn't open their eyes flashed, and the black, suspected pirated Xuanyuan Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and then, countless Xuanyuan Sword Qi swept towards Wang Biao.

"Damn, it's terrible. Qin Shaojie was also stupid, he didn't think about it, he only used the Xuanyuan Technique, which was less than one percent of the power, and under the drive of the Xuanyuan Sword, it was even more powerful than the Tiger Spirit Sword before.

Qin Shaojie didn't want Wang Biao's life, so the golden sword qi only cut through Wang Biao's clothes and bombarded the wall behind him.

There was a loud "boom", and the tall and thick wall of He Senyan's house was directly ravaged into powder by Xuanyuan Sword Qi.

"Grandma's, even the wall has to be compensated. ”