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Chapter 659: Break it into pieces (3)

She has thin eyebrows and long eyes, a beautiful nose and a cherry mouth. The combination of her face and facial features is very unique, and her skin is patchworked with colorful patches, giving her a strange beauty. Like a work of art.

It's a pity that this beautiful piece of art must be destroyed today.

"Thunder Dragon Slash."

Hu Qing attacked again, and the dragon's claw struck her head from top to bottom.

This time the power of thunder and lightning was even stronger.

The banshee was extremely frightened. Monsters are afraid of thunder, and who is not afraid? She was particularly afraid. The thunder hit her body so painfully that she almost wanted to die. The advanced sky thunder was already sad, and after extracting the spiritual power and life of the monk,

She still has to bear the punishment. She can't bear it, she doesn't want to. She just wants to become beautiful, why is God so cruel to her? It's already too much to make her so ugly, why stop her from becoming beautiful?

It's so unfair.

Fortunately, she found a forbidden place where she could avoid thunder, whether it was a tribulation thunder or a punishment thunder.

Of course, there are also disadvantages to escaping the thunder. For example, if she fails to survive the thunder tribulation, she will not be able to advance.

It doesn't matter, she just wants to be beautiful.

As for cultivating to the seventh level and transforming into a human being? It's too slow, she can't wait. Her heart of beauty and ugliness has awakened too early, and the thought of becoming beautiful is driving her crazy. She can't wait. Moreover, if she can transform into a human being, she can

Will she become a beauty? If she is ugly in person, she will also be ugly as a human being.

She doesn't accept it, she wants to become beautiful immediately, even if she kills more people.

Calling out a ball of colorful thread again to resist the attack, the banshee turned around to escape. She was hit by the flaming golden horse. She suddenly adjusted her body and appeared in another place, but was blocked by another flaming golden horse.

The thunder dragon arm was slashed again, and the banshee drew out the colorful thread to block her escape, but was blocked by the flaming golden horse and returned. Only then did she realize that the ring drawn by the two spiritual horses was a seal, and she was

All escape routes to the outside are blocked.

Just spiritual power, do you think you can trap her?

The banshee rushed towards the ring, raised her legs fiercely and kicked the flaming golden horse with half of her body exposed.

The flaming golden horse refused to dodge, and turned into a head-on collision of intertwined golden and fire spiritual powers.

The two spiritual powers collided, and the huge impact made the banshee fall backward unconsciously. Suddenly she had a bad premonition and hurriedly gathered the colored threads.

late.

The sharp dragon claws dug into the back of her heart, and the banshee twitched in fear. Her body was filled with the pain of lightning and electric shock that she feared most.

It hurt so much that she couldn't bear it.

The dragon's claws grabbed the back of the heart and did not stop, going straight down until the banshee's body was split open, and the two legs were also separated.

The banshee's chest went down and spread out into an octopus. Lightning and electricity flowed from the long wounds. Her body twitched with the electric shock, and she lost the power to resist.

This is not over yet.

Hu Qing had a calm expression and an upright attitude. He waved his thunder dragon arms and tore the banshee on the ground into pieces again and again, breaking them into countless slender strips. He carefully straightened them, flattened them, and then chopped them.

It's as rigorous as making a handicraft.

The body of the banshee has completely lost its original appearance. It no longer looks shiny and shiny, but has turned into a long noodle, gray-green and yellow-brown, with pus flowing everywhere.

Extremely disgusting.

But Hu Qing is still chopping.

After splitting it vertically, it’s time to split it horizontally. The pieces that are good must be broken pieces. If a piece is too big, it will be unqualified.

Okay, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He chopped them over and over again until they couldn't be broken any more. Hu Qing gathered them into a pile and looked at them over and over again, turning a blind eye to the black air that escaped from the banshee's body and formed a black cloud low in the sky.

Seeing that she wasn't done yet, Shui Xin felt bad, so he walked quietly behind her, looked around and almost vomited.

Buddha, Buddha, the young monk needs to wash his eyes.

Hu Qing sat upright, not moving at all, not even turning his head.

Shui Xin gritted her teeth, took out a long string of Buddhist beads, and threw it on her head in fear.

He was thrown away, and the prayer beads hung on Hu Qing's neck, making a few crisp sounds.

Hu Qing lowered his head and looked back sideways: "Demon-conquering circle? Do you think I'm possessed by a demon?"

Shui Xin showed an awkward yet friendly smile: "Ha, you're awake."

Your eyeballs are still red, do you dare to say that you are normal?

Hu Qing's eyes were red. Who wouldn't have red eyes after he almost had his heart cut out?

Possessed? This monster deserves it!

She rolled her eyes, jumped up, tore off the string of Buddhist beads from her neck and threw it back into the center of the water: "Okay, you deal with it."

The water heart is extremely rare, how disgusting, the young monk has mysophobia.

Call Hu Zhuzhu: "Come here and chop it clean."

Hu Zhuzhu rolled her eyes, lay back and pulled the hem of Hu Nuan's skirt to cover herself.

Come grab it if you can.

Shui Xin was helpless. At this moment, he didn't dare to stir up troubles and irritate Hu Qing. How could it be possible? Who would have nothing to do to chop the monster into pieces like this?

I will have to recite sutras for her more later.

After cleaning up the pile on the ground, I struck more than a dozen thunderbolts. I thought to myself, if you die like this, it would be better to let the sky thunder strike you to death. At least the sky thunder will either leave you with a whole body or make you disappear into ashes. If you suffer this kind of

Why does Lingchi suffer so much?

Sitting cross-legged, the Buddha's power emanates from the body, and the dark clouds of resentment floating above are attracted. Shui Xin recites Buddhist scriptures to free the wronged souls.

Hu Qing cleaned herself up, changed her clothes, and looked at Hu Nuan.

Hu Nuan looked at her and giggled: "Mom? Mom?"

Hu Qing responded with a sigh, and stretched out his hand to her forehead, not daring to touch it. Why is her forehead so big again?

Hu Huahua: "Mom, my sister is injured. She hit her brain."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing immediately felt heartbroken, and his head also hurt: "If you hit something wrong, you have to hit your head. Your brain is too important - you won't be more stupid."

Only my own mother dares to say this in front of others.

Fortunately, Hu Nuan was stupid at the moment and didn't understand.

"mom, Mom, Mom."

"Hey, hey, tell me, why are you still so uneasy when you go out at such an old age? It's thanks to your mother that you bumped into me. If you can't catch up, you will have to become a monster and become a mother. How can you be so ugly?

Dogs won't even eat their stuff, even if they are chopped into stuffing. If you follow her and grow up like her, how will your mother live? Tell me about you, why are you so careless? You are tired of asking you to practice hard, and you don't want to learn too much.

.Is it okay? When the skills are used, I will regret the lack of practice. When the skills are used against the enemy, I will regret the lack of practice. Your mother, I can’t be soft-hearted anymore. If I am soft-hearted, I will harm you-blah blah blah-"

Hu Huahua's eyes were distracted and she yawned profusely. Hu Zhuzhu was already fast asleep. Huo Lingman and Shui Lingman showed their heads and shrank back when they heard Hu Qing chanting sutras.

Fortunately, Hu Nuan didn't listen to anything now, and listened to her with a silly smile, or in other words, watched her mother's lips move and move.

Mom is so awesome, her mouth keeps moving. Is this some magical skill?

After Shui Xin calmed down his grievances and saved the souls of the dead, he came over and said, "Please take a rest. I am a monk and you don't have to nag me. You have been talking about it all day and night, shouldn't we leave?"

Hu Qing glanced at him and said in a hoarse voice: "One day and one night, it was almost dark when we came down."

"Yes, yes, it's only one night - should we go to Shuanglu City? Hu Nuan is injured and needs treatment."

Concussion, silly, aren't you worried?


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