"The art of gathering yin and replenishing yang that I entrusted to you is an orthodox dual cultivation method. I don't want you to practice it by treating people as a medicine introduction."
But on the surface, he congratulated:
"Congratulations to Brother Zheng for your improvement in strength."
"hehe,
"But Mr. Tang is right. We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's been almost two years."
Zheng Qi smiled, looked Mr. Tang up and down, and said with emotion: "Half a month ago, you suddenly sent me a letter by flying letter. I was really a little doubtful. Now that I see Mr. Tang, I feel relieved."
"I wonder how things are now?"
Mr. Tang handed out an elixir with a snap of his fingers. The divine light was flowing, and he knew it was not an ordinary thing just by looking at it.
Zheng Qi reached out and took it, with the greed in his eyes like a hungry wolf, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Tang, please rest assured, Sun Ying has completely trusted me."
As he said that, he put away the elixir: "It's just that there are still variables in the current plan."
"You mean that Lin Jiu?"
Mr. Tang said in a deep voice.
"good."
Although Zheng Qi was unhappy with Lin Jiu, he had to admit that Lin Jiu's strength was a whole level higher than his. His tone was inevitably a bit resentful: "Sun Ying wanted to be foolproof and invited Lin Jiu to visit the tomb together several times, but...
If this person joins us, we will have to overcome a difficult hurdle if we want to seize the treasure in the tomb."
"Brother Zheng is right."
Mr. Tang nodded slightly and said firmly: "I have my own way to solve Lin Jiu's problem."
"It's so good. Xiaodao is convinced by Mr. Tang's ability."
Zheng Qi smiled again.
But deep down in my heart, I was thinking: When things are done, I will make Sun Ying into a puppet.
During these days, in order to gain Sun Ying's trust, he had knelt down and lowered his status. Although this man was a warlord, he was an alchemy monk, and something like an ant dared to point fingers at him.
He had long been dissatisfied and harbored murderous intentions.
at the same time.
Mr. Tang noticed the fleeting ferocity in Zheng Qi's eyes, and the corners of his lips raised, seemingly sarcastically.
His nature is like a jackal and his heart is like a silverfish.
This is his evaluation of Zheng Qi.
He is indeed a bit of a wise man, but when his cultivation level was still low, he could still restrain himself and control himself. Now - it's not worth mentioning.
"By the way, Xiaodao has something to ask Mr. Tang."
"Please say."
Now face to face, Zheng Qi was also curious about Mr. Tang's real purpose and asked tentatively: "Which treasure in the Queen Mother's tomb does Mr. Tang want this time?"
'What treasure do you want?'
Mr. Tang narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "It's hard to say, I'm just curious. There have been rumors among the people that as the queen mother who controlled the power of the previous dynasty, before she died, she took the last dragon energy of the dynasty as a burial object and was buried with her.
"I want to go in and see if it is true or false."
Hearing this, Zheng Qi couldn't help but be startled, then shrugged and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang is still the same, he has never changed."
Without thinking, the words just fell out.
Boom!
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and the violent vibration caused the entire secret room to shake down fine dust.
'what happened?!'
Zheng Qi's face was uncertain and extremely ugly. He closed his eyes slightly to make sense.
In an instant, he opened his eyes again, and a hint of green passed through his eyes. He took this opportunity to peek at Mr. Tang's true face under the black robe, but he failed.
"Mr. Tang, please wait here first and go to the trail to deal with it."
Zheng Qi said.
"good."
Mr. Tang lowered his eyes slightly and looked calm.
Take another look.
The buildings are already empty.
"Then, it's my turn next."
Mr. Tang took off his black robe, revealing his white wings, and his bright eyes flashed with interest.
"I'm really looking forward to it."
…
…
at the same time.
Lingbao Temple front yard.
A ferocious black dog was surrounded by violent flames and hit the front yard like a meteorite. The violent flames rolled and rippled, washing and burning the courtyard like waves.
"Don't even think about taking me back."
The thin dog stood up and shouted angrily.
Immediately, a ghost-like figure suddenly appeared in front of it, and without saying a word, it punched out. The terrifying storm surged out, and the thin dog instantly dodged, but the lobby behind it suffered a catastrophe and was completely destroyed.
One person and one dog, a fierce battle is going on.
The vibrations, like an earth dragon turning over, were continuous and could be clearly felt throughout Putuo Town.
‘What the hell is going on!?’
The fat man with a round face was pressed under the heavy gravel and wooden beams, staring at the two blurry figures in the front yard through the gap. He was so horrified that he couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment.
But he didn't dare to go out. The aftermath of this kind of battle would be enough to kill him.
It is worth mentioning that although the corpses behind the round-faced fat man were crushed by heavy objects, they were miraculously safe.
Suddenly.
The fat man blinked and looked towards the edge of the battlefield: "Hey, is that the master?"
boom!
The collision spread, and the violent sonic boom blew away the ribbons that bound Zheng Qi's hair, causing his black hair to fly wildly.
But at this moment, he had no intention of paying attention to his instrument. As soon as Fang appeared on the battlefield, black sparks rushed into his nasal cavity, and he instantly felt burning pain in his throat.
'What a poisonous flame!'
Zheng Qi waved his hand and planted a water curtain to block the erosion of Mars.
A pill appeared in the palm of his hand. While taking it, he raised his eyes to look at the battlefield ahead. At this sight, his eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and a drop of cold sweat broke out from his forehead.
Ghost King?!
The ghost king at the peak of his howling, a black dog!
Who is the man fighting it?
Who are they?
Zheng Qi was shocked and confused, but there was an urgent matter that he needed to solve at the moment, which was to stop the fighting, otherwise, if the fighting continued, his Taoist temple would be turned into ruins.
Helping ghosts or helping people.
This multiple choice question is easy to do.
Ling Bao Dharma Ribbon·Great Sword Technique
Immediately, a sharp sword suddenly descended from Xi Quan's head, slashing straight at Tian Ling.
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded.
Xiao Hei blasted Li Kui away with one move, opened his canine kiss, and easily bit the giant sword into pieces. He glanced at Zheng Qi from the corner of his lowered eyes, displaying cold cruelty. He moved his limbs, changed direction, and charged forward.
'Why did your mother rush over here?'
Zheng Qi's pupils shrank, and his vision was filled with black flames.
The surging flames turned into roaring and angry dog heads, trying to devour him.
Ling Bao Dharma Ribbon·Invisibility Technique
At the moment when Zheng Qi was devoured, his real body appeared at the far end, his eyebrows were wet with cold sweat, and he looked particularly frightened.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the ferocious look of the black dog suddenly appeared in his eyes.
'How can it be!'
Zheng Qi's heart suddenly clenched, and a tsunami of unspeakable fear engulfed his body and mind, and he only had time to turn away.
The next second.
Bright red blood sprayed out, and one arm was bitten off by a small dog.
The fangs like steel knives bit and chewed, then he raised his head and swallowed.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Zheng Qi covered his broken arm and let out hysterical wails, but still did not forget to use escape skills to escape.
He is fast,
Xiao Hei is faster.
There is no time to cast any magic weapon or spell. If you dare to stop for even half a second, your head will be gone.
However, in just a few short breaths, Daozhang Zheng was at the end of his rope and there was no way out.
The blood-filled mouth pressed down on his vision, threatening to swallow his head.
'Am I going to die!'
Zheng Qi thought desperately.
If he had known this would be the case, he would never have stepped out into this muddy water.
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