I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 598

2021-08-18

Chapter 598 can only be a concubine. (Second update! Please subscribe!)

Although he could only see the other person's back, Qiao Ciguang immediately reacted, and he was able to come here as a sacrifice this time, and the groom was mostly accepting the sacrifice. goal of the festival.

Even if not, it must be very important.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang didn't hesitate, he stretched out his hand and slammed the groom at the groom!

bang!

As soon as the palm vigor reached the air, it was shattered by a gloomy force.

A ghost-like silhouette flashed by and immediately blocked Qiao Ciguang's face.

"Bride, go to the church." The village chief of Sang Village stared at Qiao Ciguang, his eyes grim and his words bewitching, "My son wants to marry a woman, but you are the living, so , you can't be a wife, you can only be a concubine."

"Now the ceremony is imminent, I, as Aon, authorize you to use the etiquette of entering the door as a wife."

"You Why don't you hurry up and go inside to worship?"

As he spoke, a strange force kept hitting Qiao Ciguang's state of mind, forcing her to agree with the other party's statement.

However, Qiao Ciguang's eyes flashed brightly and he sneered, but he was not affected at all.

This kind of mythical trick is good for cultivators who are not determined, or whose cultivation base is not enough.

But to her, it was nothing but a breeze.

Qiao Ciguang immediately stretched out his hand, and a flower branch appeared in his hand as if it had just been broken.

This flower branch is about one chi, with white buds blooming on the brown branch.

The branches, petals, and buds have countless tiny and complicated rune faintly discernible.

This is Life-Source Magical Treasure by Qiao Ciguang, Wan Xuanzhi.

"Hereetical path of the devils, everyone gets it and kills it!" Qiao Ciguang coldly said, with a simple finger, the white buds on the Wanxuan branch suddenly fell off dozens, turning into a frosty moon The blade cut through the sky, with a strange arc, slashing towards the village chief.

The village chief's face changed, looking at the roaring moon blade, raised his hands, and grabbed all the moon blades forcibly in his hands.

For a time, the moonblade that Beilei turned into was all restricted, unable to move.

I felt the majestic and vast power between the village chief's palms, which was not something that Forming Core Stage cultivator could contend against. Qiao Ciguang's hand suddenly changed, and the entire flower branch suddenly turned into a sword qi. Flying Sword, the screeching sound just started, and it has penetrated the village chief's body!

weng!

The long sword passed through the village chief's chest, and the whistling ended slowly.

But at the next moment, the village chief turned into a cloud of black mist, which quickly reassembled and formed not far away, and was actually intact.

Qiao Ciguang's expression was dignified, his hand skills changed again, and his breath became stronger and stronger. , four into eight.

The eight identical Flying Swords, with a cold air, roaring and slashing at the village chief with awe-inspiring sword intent.

At this moment, the village chief's face suddenly faded quickly, the facial features on his face quickly disappeared, and countless blood-colored incantations appeared all over his body.

whiz whiz whiz  …

The Flying Sword slashed into the fog, and suddenly it was like clay ox entering the sea, disappeared, and was completely unable to hurt the village chief.

Immediately afterwards, the fog rapidly expanded and spread throughout the entire journey, obscuring everyone's sight.

But at this time, a crisp voice sounded: "Close!"

Next moment, the thick fog began to thin at a fast speed, but after a while, all the fog disappeared. Absorbed by a powerful suction, inhaled by a jade-green bottle gourd suspended in mid-air.

After collecting the mist, jade-green bottle gourd immediately fell into the palm of Qiao Ciguang, and the eight Flying Swords also emerged from the void, reunited as one, turned back into a flower branch, surrounded her body, followed her Respiratory load sinks load float.

Although his vision was clear again, Qiao Ciguang did not relax in the slightest.

Only after this fight, she knew that the village chief in front of her was extremely terrifying. It would be unwise to continue fighting with the other side. She had to deal with the bridegroom who accepted the sacrifice first!

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang thoughts move, a black and slender silk thread suddenly appeared in her hand.

This is a wraith, made for sneaky things.

As long as they are bound by this magic weapon, no ghost can resist!

Qiao Ciguang quickly pinched the tactic in his hand, and the Binding Silk jumped up quickly and tied it to the village chief. Taking this opportunity, Wanxuanzhi was divided into eight parts, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole and slashing at the bridegroom.

Seeing this scene, the village chief was furious, his son was devouring the lifehood of Young Master, and must not be hurt by anyone!

In an instant, the village chief burst into a terrifying atmosphere...

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Azusa Village.

The funeral procession entered the village and was about to disperse. At this time, a villager came in a hurry and said anxiously: "Village chief, it's not good! The village suddenly began to die, it seems that it was a response. cursed."

"We have already followed the rules, why is there such a disaster?"

"is it possible that the rules have changed again?"

"What to change, I think, it's simply because Zi Village has reached its deadline, and we can't live!"

The restless mood haunted the villagers' minds. Before the village head could answer, they themselves Couldn't help making a noise.

"Curse?" The village chief listened, the complexity greatly changed, and immediately turned around and asked the loose cultivator, "Does any of you wear red at night and hairpins during the day?"

Zi According to the rules of the village, those who wear red hairpins at night and flower hairpins during the day will definitely be selected at the next sacrifice lottery.

It doesn't matter if it's just selected.

At most, when the time comes a few more offerings.

But this time is different!

This time the fairy used himself as a sacrifice and asked for the sacrifice lottery.

So yesterday, other people in the village, whether they were villagers or outsiders, did not draw lots.

The village chief didn't even know about other offerings.

The curse is suddenly falling in the village now, it must be that there are fewer sacrifices this time.

You have to quickly find the missing offering and make another offering before dark.

The loose cultivator who attended the funeral looked puzzled, then shook his head and said, "No, we didn't see anyone wearing red hairpins yesterday."

Hearing this, the village chief started, no Someone wear a red hairpin?

What the hell is that?

He was in a hurry, and the blood in his chest was churning, but he quickly calmed down and instructed: "Call everyone over and draw lots again. Someone in the village must have violated the rules! ”

The villagers did so immediately and scattered to call for people.

Immediately afterwards, the village chief explained to the loose cultivator: "Please call all of your people and draw a lot. If the curse falls in the village, someone must have violated the rules, so you only need to draw a lot. , you can know who broke the rules."

Hearing this, the loose cultivators looked at each other blankly.

What does this dead man in Zi Village have to do with them?

However, the village is weird right now. The village chief looks like a mortal. Who knows what's inside?

The loose cultivators did not dare to offend them face to face. At the moment someone said: "Yes, but we have to wait a while, we still have colleagues who have not yet returned."

(End of this chapter )