City tour of the master of cultivation

Qiu Yi felt that he had fallen into the trap of Zhou Yi's design, but he didn't know it very well. Originally, Zhou Yi wanted other forces that Qiu de suspected. Since the demons alliance cooperated with each other and solved the latent power of the native species, the next step was to unite together to attack the sphere of influence of the native species. At this time, it was the best strategy to nail them a wedge and make them suspect each other.

"Well, what should we do now, elder Qiu?"

"What to do? What do you say? " With that, Qiu De's body rose a strong momentum, pressing them tightly.

The two golden elixirs looked at each other and said, "we will go to check the two families right now. Once they did it, it would be a declaration of war."

Qiu de didn't say yes. The two friars quickly stepped out of the stone room and drove away with flying magic weapons.

At this time, Zheng Zhi knew a lot about what had happened. These people were also disciples of the great Luomen, most of them were outside disciples, just like Zhang Xilai, who gathered outside the house at this time.

Qiu De's eyes swept towards the outside, but he didn't see Zhang Yelai. He couldn't help but ask: "where did Zhang Yelai come and go? Find it for me right away. "

A friar immediately ran to Zhang hellai's room. In a short time, two friars carried Zhang hellai around quickly.

Qiu de was surprised, but he didn't expect that Zhang hellai was carried over like a clay sculpture with wooden body.

"What's the matter? How did it come to be like this? " However, Zhang Xilai, who needed to be set up a language barrier, just babbled twice like a mute.

Qiu desuo quickly walks over and claps his hand on several meridians of Zhang hellai's body. He thought that Zhang hellai's ban would be solved, but he didn't expect that Zhang hellai would still be the same after a few slaps.

Qiu desuo couldn't hang on his face, and his palm was filled with aura, which forced him to break through the restriction of Zhang Xilai's meridians.

Zhang malilai opened his mouth with a "wow", spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he could speak. Zhang Hailai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and saluted Qiu de: "thank you, elder Qiu!"

With a gloomy face, Qiu de Suo asked, "say! What's going on? "

Zhang Xilai is very exquisite. Looking at the scene, he has already guessed about it. He can't help crying in his heart. But his face still pretended to be at a loss and said, "tell elder Qiu, I really don't know what happened."

Qiu desuo asked coldly, "the whole guard array around here is under your control. Don't you think you have found anything unusual?"

Zhang hellai shook his head and said, "I was meditating, but suddenly I felt that I couldn't move. If the elder didn't help me, I'm afraid I would still be a zombie."

Zhang hellai didn't confess. He felt guilty. He didn't know what Zhou Yi had done to Zheng Zhiwang. If Qiu desuo knew that he had ever communicated with Zhou Yi face to face, he didn't know how the elder Qiu desuo, who was always famous for his cruelty, would deal with himself. At least one discipline was inevitable.

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"Mr. Zheng lost it. This is the note left by the person who captured him. Can you analyze it for me, and will it be made by the other two families? "

"Mr. Zheng lost it?" Zhang hellai is really surprised. He knows what Zhou Yi will do, but it's another matter to kidnap the best son of a sect. He took that piece of paper, looked at it carefully, and then meditated.

"Zhang Xilai, I know you are very smart and you are very good at analyzing things. What do you think?"

"I also think the other two families did it. It's hard to say whether they did it themselves. I've heard a rumor. It seems that Wu Zong has not only one master, but two, one bright and one dark. It can't be... "

Zhang did not say the next sentence, but Qiu understood the following meaning. He grinned coldly and said, "if Wu Zong really has such courage, don't blame me for turning over."

While Qiu desuo and Zhang Xilai are analyzing, Zhou Yi is meditating in a cave in the primitive dense forest. Next to him, Zheng Zhiwang, whose faces are swollen like oversized steamed bread with distinctive red fingerprints, huddles aside.

Zheng Zhiwang has come to realize that he has become a prisoner on the stage for no reason. Immediately, his arrogant son brother is furious. However, he just said "you..." Words, Zhou Yi's slap and iron fist fell on him like a storm, without a word, only a silent beating.

When Zhou Yi was about to fight, he summoned a group of kids headed by Wuneng to come out and tormented Zheng Zhiwang. Zheng Guiwang, in particular, watched helplessly that his two soul bodies of the same clan, who were in the same nest of snakes and mice, were in the control of the little ghosts. The two soul bodies of the golden elixir friars, who used to have unlimited scenery, were bullied by the despondent Ren GUI, and all of Zheng Guiwang's arrogance fell into hell.From the beginning to the end, Zhou Yi didn't even take a look at Zheng Guiwang, nor did he say a word. But the way Zheng Zhiwang looks at Zhou Yi is not only resentment but also infinite fear.

All of a sudden, Zhou Yi opens his eyes and takes a look at Zheng Zhiwang. Looking at Zhou Yi's cold eyes and Zhou Yi's grin, Zheng Zhiwang shivers with a cold breath from the bottom of his heart.

"What are you doing?" Whether in the middle gate or outside, when did Zheng Zhiwang become so timid? Change the usual arrogance and arrogance.

However, Zhou Yi is cold-blooded, with a move to the palm. The Dragon Blood Sword comes out of thin air, and the light of the sword cuts off Zheng Zhiwang's left little finger.

The Dragon Blood Sword was too sharp. It was so sharp that he had cut off his finger. Zheng Zhiwang didn't feel any pain. After five seconds, he made a deafening scream.

Zhou Yi pointed to Zheng Zhiwang's broken finger, which didn't fall to the ground and float in the air. If you look at it carefully, you will find a transparent air mass holding the broken finger under the index finger.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly: "shut up! Otherwise, the whole palm will be cut off. "

Zhou Yi's voice was not big, but it fell in Zheng Zhiwang's ear, but it seemed like a bolt from the blue. Zheng Zhiwang didn't dare to make a sound. He looked at Zhou Yi in horror, just like a cat's prey.

"Write!" With Zhou Yi's order, a piece of white paper appeared out of thin air and fell in front of Zheng Zhiwang.

"Write What do you write? " Zheng is looking forward to a humble and respectful baby. He is really afraid of Zhou Yi.

"Two words. Help me

"No ink Ah I see Zheng Zhiwang had to dip his finger in his own blood and wrote two big blood words on the paper.

After seeing that Zheng Zhiwang had finished writing, Zhou Yi waved his hand again, blood book and severed finger flew up, and one hand caught them in the air.

Zheng Zhiwang saw the hand, the owner of the hand, and the people beside him. Zheng Zhiwang's mouth was so surprised that he could almost insert two big apples.

These two are their own companions. They are two elixirs of the same sect. If they had not seen their souls abused by Wuneng and other ghosts before, they would have thought they were here to rescue themselves.

"Go and teach these two things to Qiu desuo, and let them know that my words are not for fun."

After saluting Zhou Yi, the two puppets of Jindan period fly away.

Zheng Zhiwang is in a complete mess. His fellow is also a companion of a fox friend. How can he suddenly become a running dog of the person who kidnaps and injures him? It seems that even if Zhou Yi let them die, they would jump off the cliff with their laughing hand without complaint.

So obedient, even the respected grandfather in the sect can't do it. Zheng Zhiwang's eyes at Zhou Yi can't be described as panic. Seeing Zhou Yi's eyes floating, he quickly buries his head deeply for fear of touching Zhou Yi's moldy head.

"In a quarter of an hour, if your leader doesn't say goodbye, you're ready to say goodbye to the other finger."

Zheng Zhiwang let out a cry, "no!" However, Zhou Yi pinched the key, silenced the voice barrier, and silenced Zheng Zhiwang.

Zheng Zhiwang prayed in fear that Qiu de could see his blood book and agreed to the request of Zhou Yi, the God of killing. As for what the request was, Zheng Zhiwang, who was cold and thin in nature, would not think so much about it.

Qiu felt something in his heart and looked to the horizon. In the sky, two golden elixir friars galloped to Qiu desuo. They were still some distance away from Qiu desuo. They came down and quickly walked to Qiu desuo.

In the later period of Jindan, the monk Wang Jun saluted and said, "elder Qiu, something has come from the other side."

"What is it?"

Wang Jun gave Zheng Zhiwang's blood book and severed finger to Qiu desuo, who was shocked when he saw it. He grabbed it, looked at it carefully, and asked in a deep voice, "where did you come from?"

Wang Jun replied: "on the way to find clues, we heard a voice. Let's come back with Mr. Zheng's severed finger and blood book and tell elder Qiu, don't think that the note he left is false words to intimidate. Take severed finger as evidence."

Qiu desuo's face was very ugly. He looked at the blood book carefully and asked Wang Jun, "is this the handwriting of Mr. Zheng?"