An Qingli's voice came into the Moon Banquet Picture, and he said calmly: "Death, or surrender, choose one for yourself."
"I...I don't choose!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-faced young man instantly transformed into his true form, a smelly giant black flower with wrinkled petals and towering style.
Boundless darkness instantly filled the entire inner space of the Moon Banquet Picture.
The giant black flower ignores the edge of the moon feast and goes away.
An Qingli blinked lightly, and the interior of the Moon Banquet suddenly returned to light, as if the sun suddenly shone.
The giant black flower was shocked. The next moment, the entire giant body was hung in the air, and there was no rope. It was purely dominated by a terrifying force that could not be seen or touched.
"Why are you so disobedient?" An Qingli said calmly, "Since you are so disobedient, I will peel off those wrinkled petals from your body one by one."
"No...don't...immortal, please show mercy..." The giant black flower hung in the air shivered. The petals were like human clothes and animal fur. If you plucked its petals, it would be like letting.
There is no difference between running naked and running.
Moreover, pulling out petals is like pulling out the teeth of a monster, which is not only painful but also embarrassing.
An Qingli raised his eyebrows and gave his last chance in a deep voice: "Death, or surrender, give me the answer, immediately."
The giant black flower cried mournfully: "I just came out of a pit and entered a new pit...I...I..."
"Quickly choose!" An Qingli suddenly shouted.
The giant black flower body trembled suddenly, thinking that the other party had easily cracked the dark magical power that it was proud of twice in a row. The flower column couldn't help but droop down, and said sadly: "I wish to surrender and follow the immortal."
Thinking of such a powerful person, he should be an immortal raised in the feng shui treasure land of the Imperial Tomb, or perhaps a ghost immortal.
If you follow the ghosts and immortals, even if you are not number one in the world, you will not lose face by being number two.
An Qingli raised his lips, but his voice was serious: "Give me a drop of your essence."
The giant black flower withered its head and brain, the body of the flower trembled, and a drop of extremely bright black essence came out easily.
The essence has a foul odor, and the stench fills the sky.
An Qingli frowned slightly, holding back his disgust, and with a thought, he moved the drop of essence out of the Moon Banquet Picture.
"vomit--"
Several spirit beasts immediately retreated away, while the little Pegasus was still facing the pool and vomited on the spot.
It was so smelly that the whole peach forest was polluted.
However, An Qingli had held his breath for a long time, and at the same time set up an invisible barrier around the essence to prevent the stench from spreading further.
Xiao Jintan took a sympathetic look at the remaining ones, and lay down in An Qingli Divine Mansion in advance to confirm that the essence was correct.
An Qingli forced out a drop of blood from his fingertip and combined the blood with the essence.
In mid-air, red blood beads and black essence quickly merged into one place.
The master-servant contract is concluded.
An Qingli's soul trembled slightly, feeling the soul connection with the Black Corpse Konjac.
From now on, she is the master and the black flower is the servant. She controls life and death.
This black flower is also unlucky.
If you rush out of the tomb as soon as you appear, don't shout "I will soon be invincible", and don't linger in the tomb for too long, you won't be too deeply affected by the talisman array in the tomb.
If this black flower is really allowed to live freely, maybe he can become the second or third best in the world.
Black Corpse Konjac also sensed the spiritual connection, and was a little frustrated, but also a little hopeful. Although he couldn't be invincible, following such a master, he would have great success in the future.
Because the black corpse konjac was so smelly, An Qingli did not release it from the Moon Banquet Picture. Instead, he held his hands and suddenly appeared in the inner space of the Moon Banquet Picture.
"Good little Hei, call the master to come and listen." An Qingli hovered in the air and spoke condescendingly.
"What..." The expectation in Black Corpse Konjac's eyes was wiped away, and his body stiffened and froze in place, like a bolt from the blue, he said, "What... what the hell, a little transformed god..."
A small transformed god actually became the master of the black taro devil!
The self-proclaimed Black Potato Demon King, Black Corpse Konjac, was shaking all over, smelling bad, and collapsed to the extreme.
The laws of heaven are unfair and fate is so miserable...
The whole body of the Black Taro Demon King trembled even more violently.
"Is it a cramp or a convulsion?" An Qingli watched Heihua's performance indifferently. Fortunately, she had already trapped him in an isolation and confinement, preventing the stench from rising and spreading.
The Black Taro Demon King collapsed and fell to the ground, clutching his chest and whispering: "I...I...my heart hurts..."
An Qingli glanced at it, curled his five fingers into claws, and said calmly, "The master will dig out your aching heart..."
"No!" The Black Taro Demon King immediately jumped up from the ground, stood up straight, and said in a tight voice, "Oh my God... please forgive me, the Demon King."
An Qingli raised his lips and smiled: "The Great Demon King doesn't sound good to me. Kneel down, call me Master Qingli, or Master, and formally bow and acknowledge me as your master."
The Black Potato Demon King still has the stubbornness in his heart. He is half-kneeling, one leg has already touched the ground, and the other leg is still deadlocked in the air. He is comparable to the Black Potato Demon King in the Mahayana realm. How can he kneel down to become a small god?
In the early days...
God, are you kidding me?
Tears welled up in the eyes of the Black Yam Demon King, who accidentally got fooled by a little transformed god.
It was once the tyrant in the dense forest, and killed many people and monsters who tried to challenge it. It awakened its innate magical powers, and when it was about to become famous and kill people everywhere, it fell into the hands of a little human girl.
How old is this little human girl? She can come to the imperial mausoleum and run wild. I'm afraid she won't be the next queen, or she doesn't have black teeth. I don't know if she will be chosen.
The Black Taro Demon King was in a complicated mood, half-kneeling and staring at An Qingli.
"Hmm?" An Qingli frowned when he saw that the Black Taro Demon King was still refusing to kneel down. He frowned, but did not continue to pamper it. He suddenly snorted coldly, activated the master-servant contract, and shouted directly, "Kneel down!"
There was a "pop" sound.
The great devil was completely unable to resist under the forcible constraints of the master-servant contract, and had to kneel down in tears.
An Qingli crossed his arms and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you were like in the past, but you can be a king or a bandit. Since you fell into my hands and agreed to accept me as your master in order to survive, you should obey my words. You
Is it clear?"
"Qing...Chu..." The big devil's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at the little transformed god in front of him. He had a neat appearance, but there was an indescribable ferocity about him.
People who do not hesitate to spend flowers and those who destroy flowers with ruthless hands are all vicious.
An Qingli said coldly: "Now that it is clear, what should we do next?"
The Black Taro Demon King knelt his head on the ground and said sadly: "I have met the master, I have met the princess or empress of Wancheng Kingdom."
"Princess or Empress of Wancheng Kingdom?" An Qingli raised his eyebrows and said ruthlessly, "Your Zhou family of Wancheng Kingdom is dead, so don't worry about it anymore."