At the face of Yaping floating in the air, Wan Qi shaking the bead in his hand provocatively.
"Sorry, I have killed your lackey! I am looking forward to it next. How will you let me die without a complete body?"
Holding the black bead, Wan Qi's tone seemed extremely arrogant, just as he almost wrote on his face to hit me!
"A lowly ordinary thing! You really dare to provoke my majesty!
Well? Your strength seems to be pretty good, and you are actually at the peak of the mortal realm!
This is how! Submit to me and be my slave! I can keep your promises against me before, and I can leave it alone!"
Looking at Wan Qi's appearance, Yaping, who was floating in the air, had a frown on her face at first.
But then, she showed a lofty look again and said to Wan Qi in an alms tone.
"Be your servant? Hahaha! This may be the funniest joke I have heard in my life!
Come on, take action! Let me see how you made me die without a complete body!"
The other party's stingy words made Wan Qi a little impatient.
A golden light appeared on Wan Qi's right hand, and a quaint long sword slowly formed on his hand.
"The six-height eight wildernesses, Yin and Yang are destroyed! Slash it with one knife, and the gods and ghosts are destroyed. Destroy the gods!"
Wan Qi no longer talked to the other party, the previous formation had been completed.
Yaping's body was even occupied by the person behind the scenes, and she obviously could not be saved.
With this slash, Wan Qi did not drag on the mud, and the knife light burst out with a sound, and he cut directly towards Yaping.
Looking at the sword light that was slashing towards her, Yaping's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful expression.
He raised his right hand and raised two fingers to smash the knife light directly.
However, just as the sword light was about to come, the expression on Yaping's face suddenly became stiff and then became stunned.
In this blink of an eye, the sword light slashed directly from her body.
"I thought it was so strong! It was just a guy who was killed by me!"
Putting away the long sword in his hand, Wan Qi took a look at Yaping who was still hovering in the air.
"Damn it, the account! I'm careless! You wait for me, we won't finish!"
That terrifying aura slowly dissipated with the words in Yaping's mouth.
When the words completely dissipated, Yaping, who was suspended in half of the air, instantly burst into a pool of blood mist.
Looking at the blood rain falling from the air, Wan Qi's face did not have the joy of the winner.
Instead, his brows frowned tightly. From the hit just now, Wan Qi could feel that the possessed by Yaping was just a very weak divine thought.
With such an arrogant personality, he did not possess Aunt Liu.
Instead, he attached himself to the body of Yaping in the ritual magic circle. It was obvious that the woman in the ritual was the body prepared for the person behind the scenes.
You should know that Aunt Liu's body is obviously much stronger than Yaping, who is an ordinary person.
Even though Aunt Liu was captured by herself at that time, judging by the arrogance of the person behind the scenes.
I probably won't care, after all, that existence opens his mouth and says he is an ordinary person.
When it comes, it is naturally impossible to take yourself seriously.
If all this speculation is true, then this Yaping will definitely not be the first victim.
Wan Qi clearly remembered that when he destroyed the Ghost Mother Sect, he had seen this formation.
The Yinshan Ghost Mother relied on this formation to absorb eighty women refined using such formations.
Just as he was about to enter the demigod, he was killed by Wan Qi with a knife.
“Can the one in that box really holds the god believed in by the Ghost Mother Church?
No, if it is really like the Ghost Mother's Sect, ninety-ninety-one women who have been refined by this method will refine the body carried by the evil god!
The missing population is so popular! But why hasn’t the bureau received such a report at all?”
After Wan Qi lit a cigarette for himself, he began to think about it.
"Young Master! Wait! Don't come in first!"
Just as Wan Qi was thinking, Uncle Ying's voice came from behind him.
"What's wrong? Is the battle not over yet? It's impossible. Didn't that breath have dissipated?"
Then, Danako's doubtful voice also sounded.
"Uncle Ying, it's not that the team leader has been killed! And it's the kind that's so ugly that he dies!
Are you afraid that our psychological tolerance is insufficient? Don’t worry, we are all professionally trained!
I have never experienced any kind of storms!"
Ma Xiaoling's voice also sounded behind Uncle Ying.
"Amitabha! If this is true, let the monk recite a sutra of rebirth for the eldest son!
The boss is lonely all his life. What's wrong with leaving? He also wants us subordinates to help him clean up!
If this is not decent enough, it will affect our reputation!"
Yuansi was the last one to speak out, and the one who talked the most among these people.
"Hmph! None of you guys hopes for my good fortune?
In your heart, is my strength so poor?"
Hearing the voices of his team members, a warm current flowed through Wan Qi's heart.
For him, although this battle was not at all dangerous.
But for these team members under his command, they came here at the risk of their lives.
However, although I felt warm in my heart, I was still amused by the words of those guys.
"Oh...Young Master...you should take back the power on your body and seal it in your body!
The power you have now is not something that these three little guys can bear!
Old man, I have a little difficulty in bearing it!"
As soon as Wan Qi finished speaking, Uncle Ying sighed deeply and pointed at Wan Qi, who was emitting golden light all over his body.
Yes, since he slashed at Na Yaping, the golden light that had originally converged in his body burst out again.
"Ah! It turns out that the team leader is still alive! Now it's over! Let's run away first, bald guy!"
As soon as he heard Wan Qi's voice, Ma Xiaoling pulled Yuansi and prepared to leave.