Another mouthful of blood poured out from between the lips and teeth of the Qi man, flowing out of the corners of his mouth on both sides, and instantly turned into two substantial black gases, like two hideous fangs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This kind of forcible casting spell to escape from the trap after resisting several grandmasters also brought a lot of damage to his body, and for the Seven Realms Grandmaster, the damage that appeared inside the body was likely to affect Shou Yuan.

Qi cultivators who practiced the Yin God and Ghost Exercises originally had a shorter lifespan than those who practiced other exercises in the world, but the Qi people didn't care about this.

It's not about how long you live, it's about whether you can burn your life to the fullest.

Originally, he had only come with the mission of Emperor Qi to get rid of this young opponent who made Emperor Qi uneasy, but the other party actually brought out the supreme technique from the Witch God Temple, which brought infinite possibilities to his future.

Su Qin's face was extremely gloomy, his pupils were full of dead qi, only a strange crystal light gushed out from the depths of his pupils, it seemed that the sealed sea of qi had solidified into some kind of crystal, and the ghost light of that crystal came out of his pupils again.

No one can keep up with the Zis.

The Zess and his true figure stalked in the night, very different from the direction in which the black clouds had fled.

But if someone can be by the side of the Qi Si people and him, they will definitely sympathize with Su Qin's next encounter.

Because when it comes to killing, cultivators who practice the Yin God and Ghost Exercises may not have the killing methods of Qin Sword Master as fast and crisp, but when it comes to the torture of the soul and vitality, the grandmaster of the Great Qi Dynasty has countless strange methods.

In their hands, some cultivators can even become inhuman and ghostly, and they don't even know what they are.

The Qi people believed that Su Qin knew this, but he knew that Su Qin might not be willing, so he felt the need to remind Su Qin of this again.

When his figure passed through the bustling neighborhood of Chudu, through the wilderness, and arrived at a cemetery of the former nobles of Chudu, he stopped.

After the destruction of the Chu capital, most of the former Chu nobles no longer existed, this cemetery has been dug up by the displaced people, and it has become a paradise for wild dogs, and the bones of some famous people in the history of Chu have been scattered everywhere. Only the fragments of the coffin and some undecayed fragments of delicate clothing can remind people that these bones are different from ordinary people.

Princes and generals, a hundred years later, will only return to dust.

Qi Siren smiled faintly with a slight mockery, he turned his head to look at Su Qin, who couldn't move, and said, "You should understand that after being captured by a Qi Sect Master, the most tragic encounter was not to be killed directly, but to become a refining material in his hand, and even death could not be relieved. ”

"Strictly speaking, I'm already a cultivator of the Yin God and Ghost Exercises, so of course I understand. Su Qin looked at him and spoke.

The vitality in his body could not circulate, and he spoke almost exclusively by the tremors of his vocal cords, and his voice was extremely strange, but to the surprise of the Qi people, his tone still seemed very calm, with an indescribable anger.

"Are you trying to say that if I pass on the witch god exercises to you, you will give me a good time? But how can things be as good as they should be, if you really want to use such means against me, imprison my soul in an immortal body forever... Then everyone will be consumed like this, I will be in hell forever, and you will never be able to get this exercise. ”

The Zis were not angry.

He looked at Su Qin in silence for a moment, and finally understood why Emperor Qi had such an intuition.

Some people are ruthless to others, but Su Qin is the kind of person who is ruthless to himself.

Such a person, even if he sinks into hell forever, will have a strong anger and firmly believe that he will be able to turn over one day.

Such a person is not crazy, but a real madman.

"Maybe we can cooperate?"

He was silent, but Su Qin's voice remembered again, and instead took the initiative in this situation, "I have witchcraft and mysticism, and I also have the support from the Great Qin military, and you are the strongest cultivator in the Great Qi Dynasty now, after Yan Ying, you should be the leader in the minds of many Great Qi cultivators, if you are with me, how much possibility do you think?"

"Maybe we can build a dynasty. ”

After a pause, Su Qin's strange voice sounded again: "A dynasty that is more powerful than the current Chu Dynasty and the Great Qi Dynasty. We may even have a chance to defeat Yuanwu and Bashan Kenchang. ”

"There is no such possibility. In such a strange and seductive voice, the Qisi people shook their heads calmly, and said slowly but clearly, "Some people can become leaders, not just because of cultivation. ”

Su Qin closed his mouth in amusement.

Some people are able to stand on top because of that stubborn pride.

At this moment, a strange light lit up in the depths of the eyes of the Qi people.

He felt a powerful aura approaching the graveyard.

Any Great Qi cultivator who cultivates Yin Gods and Ghosts likes this kind of place where Yin Qi gathers that ordinary people don't like, and his long-term and unique cultivation makes it possible for a Grandmaster like him to absorb some beneficial Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi from such a place between breaths. So it's not unusual to be able to guess that he might pass through such a place, the key is what kind of person came so quickly, and who dared to come.

What he could be sure of was that after that momentary battle in the newly built Chu Imperial Palace, those Sect Masters knew the gap, and they would never dare to scatter and track, and they would never dare to appear in front of him alone.

As far as he knew, there was no such cultivator in the entire Chu who dared to face him alone.

He was curious.

The figure of a small woman appeared in his field of vision.

The reason why I say a little woman is not to refer to age, but to figure.

The woman who had walked in the darkness through the barren meadows at the edge of the graveyard was very petite, and her hair was very short, as if it had been the same as that of a man, but now it did not grow long in time, so it was only up to her ears.

However, as the woman approached, the sense of aura oppression in that perception became stronger and stronger, so powerful that even a shocked light appeared in his eyes.

The grass burned.

Graves burned.

The other party did not hide the aura on her body, and the temperature of the flames produced by these burning was not as high as the temperature of the flames around her.

Looking at the woman's quiet but frenzied face in the light, the face of the Zis people became absolutely solemn.

He bowed his head slightly and said, "Mr. Zhao Si of Zhao Jianlu?"

The little woman who exuded an oven-like smell returned the salute.

"What does Mr. Zhao Si mean?" asked the Qisi man.

"Bai Shanshui is not here, ask me to look at this Chudu. Mr. Zhao Si replied with an unchanged expression.