The body of the Night Chicken disappeared, but a black bead about the size of an egg appeared in its place.
As Han Sanqian gently picked it up in the air, the egg-sized stone flew in front of Han Sanqian. The bead was crystal clear, dark green and extremely thick, with faint fine lines inside.
"Pearls?" Han Sanqian looked at Qinglong with strange eyes.
Qinglong tilted his head slightly, as if he was not willing to answer Han Sanqian's question, but Han Sanqian didn't waste any time. He raised his hand again, and the sheep-headed man flew into his hand with another click.
"We, the twelve brothers, are actually twelve magic beads on the magic disk. Because of the rotation of the magic disk, and because we understand the Eight Diagrams and the Five Elements, we have cultivated ourselves into human form for thousands of years, so..." Qinglong explained.
"What is the magic plate?" Han Sanqian frowned.
"I don't know what it is exactly. It was originally located in the City of Burning Bones. After the twelve of me escaped from it, we wandered in the desert. We were supposed to be crisscrossing the desert, but I didn't expect..."
"When we were arrested, my brother and others refused to accept it. After all, if we lose, we will not lose. With twelve of my brothers fighting against almost all the masters in the desert world, even if we lose, it will be an honor!"
"But you..."
"Why?"
"Since you know the Eight Diagrams of the Universe and the reversal of Yin and Yang, you should also know the mutual restraint of the Five Elements and the interdependence of all things. Although your perverse actions are fierce and few people can defeat you, unfortunately, I have a technique that can restrain you.
"
Although Reverse Casting is very precise, it is not an extremely powerful method. Therefore, when the Formless Divine Function is used to copy it, it seems to be extremely perfect and appropriate.
The most feared thing about copying the Wuxiang Divine Art is that the energy is too large, so that Han Sanqian cannot parry it and cannot copy it.
Therefore, Han Sanqian used this move not only in the early stage of the Void Sect, but also in the later stage when a group of people were attacking. However, he almost never used it against the truly top masters. This was the reason.
But as Han Sanqian said, all things are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and the extremely powerful retrograde behavior has just happened to run into the most perfect and comfortable circle of the Wuxiang Divine Art.
Hearing this, the nine people looked at each other.
"What..." Qinglong became unsteady, and the arms supporting his body gave out completely. He fell powerlessly on the sand, his eyes full of endless despair.
The tiger also chuckled. He was not as arrogant and irritable as before. At this time, he just wanted to sigh, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts!
Who would have thought that the unique skills that have allowed them to dominate for many years would meet such an evil guy today?!
"Okay, in that case, I can't say anything." After Qinglong finished speaking, he closed his eyes calmly.
You have to return the poop when you come out to mess around. This is a long-awaited realization.
However, Han Sanqian, who has always been quick and seemingly murderous, did not take action at this time. He just stood there until Qinglong looked at him in confusion and asked strangely: "You haven't taken action yet?"
"How to deal with you is my business. You are not qualified to interfere. Killing you all at once would be too pleasant for you, so I will try another method." Han Sanqian said with a smile.
"That's enough. I'll kill you or chop you into pieces. After all, our brothers and others are also the Twelve Gods of Death who are powerful in the desert. How can we tolerate such insults from you?" Ma Tou shouted coldly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian suddenly disappeared. When he reacted, Han Sanqian had already appeared in front of him, stepped directly on his face with his big foot, and smiled sinisterly: "I'm going to hit you.
With that said, I would like to see what it would be like to hang twelve pieces of rubbish on the stern of a ship and tow it along!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian moved his hand, and nine ropes immediately flew out, binding the nine people's feet and tying them to the tail of the flower boat.
Seeing Han Sanqian do this, several people felt extremely ashamed and humiliated, and they cursed and roared.
Only Qinglong at this moment looked at Han Sanqian without saying a word. When his eyes met with Han Sanqian's, he suddenly understood something.
"What do you want to know from us?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "The Twelve Trash are not useless, there are still people who understand."
