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Chapter 112 The Too Good Little Loach

 Chapter 112 The overly excellent little loach

"boom."

The aura of Qiu Ping's body expanded again, and the [Eight-Armed Maha Seal] was activated at the same time, blessing his body with infinite power.

After absorbing the power from the whirling golden bowl, he has completely mastered the second level of this method of "reversing worries".

The second level can subdue all kinds of external desires and transform them into powerful strength, coupled with the amazing divine power he possesses.

With the blessing of several layers of power, every move Qiu Ping makes has great power!

The young man thought that the blow just now had exceeded Qiu Ping's limit, but he didn't expect that the ferocity of the second move was twice as fierce as the previous one. After the second impact, his seven swords let out a wail, and then

Falling apart in all directions.

"Buzz!"

The young man's body trembled, as if he was startled. In an instant, he turned into phantoms and retreated a hundred feet. Then the swords in his legs were coiled together, and the scattered swords were like fishes, swimming along one after another.

The hole orifice flew out of the sword plate.

He secretly felt distressed in his heart. If the sword plate was not tempered properly, it would take more than ten years of work to turn it into a real magic weapon.

But Ru Ming has injured his origin, and if he wants to recover, he doesn't know how long it will take.

"I want to run away after snatching his things!" Qiu Ping flicked his tail, drawing a black light in the void. His first breath was a hundred feet away, and after taking a breath, he was already in front of the young man.

As soon as the young man patted the door, a golden pill with vague purple meaning flew out and instantly froze the void around him.

Outside the pill pill, I vaguely saw a long snake with a pure red body circling, like a god or a saint.

The [Condensing Pill] that is true of the Demonic Immortal Way is approximately equal to the [Ancestral Aperture] opened by Qiu Ping.

Once the red snake is completely transformed, it will directly enter the realm of [Holy Infant] and possess five hundred years of Taoism. At that point, it can already be called a great demon in the human world.

The red snake in the pill suddenly opened its eyes, and its eyes glowed like rubies.

"Three lives are destroyed."

The young man didn't expect the little loach to be so powerful, and he no longer felt contempt in his heart, so he immediately used his skills to keep the bottom of the box under control.

This method is the inexhaustible magical power of Taisui Mountain. It is said to be able to kill three lives and erase the enemy's past, present and future.

Although his current cultivation level is still shallow, he can still cause damage to the soul of the wrong leg. It can range from amnesia at the least to a regression of realm in the worst, which is very vicious.

"Buzz."

A red glow rose from the young man's pill, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

He wanted to survive and cut off a fragment of the past of that little loach, so that it would lose that period of time forever!

In the boundless time and space between true and false, the red light went against time and headed towards a certain time node in the near future of Qiu Ping.

"cut!"

"Bang!" Before the red light could be emitted, Qiu Ping slapped the Dan Wan in the wrong direction. With a faint flash of thunder, the aura of the Dan Wan disappeared instantly, along with the external

The red snakes inside all succumbed and went eastward.

Qiu Ping was a little confused about how slow Hong was when he unleashed his big move against the mule. He really thought he was an NPC.

Originally, the elixir was as strong as gold, and unless it was one or two levels higher, it would be impossible to break it.

However, Qiu Ping secretly used the divine function of "Driving Clouds and Driving Thunder". Although the power of thunder in it is not strong, the pills contain the practitioners' Yinshen, and thunder is their biggest nemesis.

After a slight shock, my soul became numb.

The young man's body trembled, and then his energy quickly succumbed. There were originally some scales on his forehead, but in the blink of an eye, more and more scales appeared on his body, and even his limbs degenerated and disappeared.

Soon it turned into a big red snake and fell into the river.

Most of the time, the spirits of the Demonic Immortal Way can maintain their human bodies after they transform. But once their strength is damaged, they can no longer maintain their own form, and they can change into their original form.

Qiu Ping didn't care about the young man who left, but happily took the pile of large and small clay pots as his own.

He worked hard for five days and five nights to collect water, which was only half of the Fu River. But after defeating the red snake boy, his harvest increased more than twenty times.

The combined amount of water in those clay pots can fill at least ten Fu Rivers.

No wonder Qiu Ping likes the feeling of becoming rich overnight when talking about the golden belt of murder and arson.

Although Qiu Ping would not take the initiative to snatch other people's things, since those were not his trophies, he would not do it.

"Let's go!"

Qiu Ping called the water gods from Changning County, each holding a clay pot, while he picked up the largest giant clay pot, pulled up the undercurrent to the east, and happily led the gods away from the Canglang River.



He Bo's eyelids twitched as he looked at the large and small clay pots piled on the ground and the expressions on the little loach's faces asking for credit.

Especially when he saw the Big Mac jar that stood out from the crowd, he fell silent.

"Is that what I snatched back?"

The fingers of He Bo's legs stretched out towards the Big Mac jar were obviously trembling.

"Lord He Bo, what are you talking about? What do you mean by robbing? That's his trophy!" Qiu Ping held the big jar and carefully corrected He Bo's wording mistakes.

He shook the jar vigorously, and there was enough water in it to be equivalent to four or five Fu Rivers.

Not to mention that the water is not enough to irrigate Changning County, it is more than enough to flood the entire county.

"Do I know who that jar belongs to?" He Bo suddenly felt that his heart was a little blocked. He sent the little loach out to fight for water. Is it because the Fuhe Water God no longer had anyone to use.

He himself is too young to fight head-on with his juniors.

In his expectation, it would be a great achievement for the little loach to retrieve the Liquid Fu Zi Water, and he just took advantage of this reason to upgrade his product, Jiejie, by half a level.

But that little loach was so good that he went too far and actually snatched a clay pot from the fifth-grade River God!

Damn it, fifth grade!

Whether there are existences on the same level as the Yanhu Dragon Lord, they are basically about to take advice, or they are earthly immortals who have entered the realm of immortals but are temporarily unable to ascend to Tianque.

"It's a little red snake that's very stinky. He moved his legs first to grab his clay pot, so he's very leggy." Qiu Ping saw that He Bo looked kind of good, so he tried to defend himself.

Red Snake... If that young man's identity is not that of the Red Snake, he may be a descendant of the river god of the Yudai River in the northernmost part of Qingzhou.

The Yudai River is the largest tributary of the Canglang River. Regardless of its status or quality, it cannot be compared to the Fu River.

"Very good, very good. The Jade Belt River God and the Dragon Lord have not made many mistakes, and even they dare not come to the Dragon Lord's territory to play tricks." He Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Loach, I won't go out far in the near future. Just ask to go out, and don't run to the north."

He Bo patted Qiu Ping's little head and said with some seriousness.

Since we can't afford to offend him, let's hide away.

I have something to do tomorrow night, so there will only be 2,000 words. Tomorrow and the weekend, the author asks for a retreat to update.

(End of chapter)


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