The sound of bullets falling to the ground, the sha shou king's shooting was of no use, the bullets were blocked by an invisible force.
"Now, do you understand how weak you are?" Jing Changqing snorted coldly, "I tell you, we are gods, and you can only survive by crawling at our feet!"
"Now, make a decision!" Jing Changqing smiled proudly.
"Senior, senior, please, don't kill me. I'm willing to follow you. I'm willing to do anything as long as you don't kill me!" Wang He quickly knelt on the ground.
He was already stunned by this magical method, and even more frightened by Jing Changqing's ruthless methods. He begged for mercy, no matter what he said.
"Humph, your father is still of some use, but what use are you?" Jing Changqing said indifferently.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang He to death.
The blood fell, and Wang He's father cried out sadly, but nothing could be done to stop it.
"Jing Changqing, you devil, you killed my son, you don't want me to do anything for you!" Wang He's father roared.
"It's a joke, it doesn't matter whether you are willing or not, as long as you are alive, that's enough." Jing Changqing said lightly.
The ground of Jinluan Palace gradually lit up with more lines.
The lines are vertical and horizontal, and are indescribably magical. If you pay attention, you can see that the blood is being absorbed by the lines, and the light of the lines also becomes scarlet.
As a result, the entire Jinluan Palace seemed to have turned into purgatory.
Is this really true?
For Zhou Xiaomei and others, it is simply impossible to accept it in a short period of time.
"You are Qi Refiners!" Mr. Zheng looked a little pale and couldn't help shouting.
"As expected of Mr. Zheng, he actually knows something about us," Jing Changqing chuckled.
Qi refiners are extremely rare, and there is a tacit understanding in the circle. They act carefully and will generally never expose themselves.
However, after all, Mr. Zheng is in a high position and has come into contact with Qi Refiners, so it is not surprising.
"Since Mr. Zheng knows what a Qi Refiner is, he should understand that we are simply invincible!" Jing Changqing said proudly.
Mr. Zheng's mouth was full of bitterness.
When he was young, he was also the king of soldiers. He led troops in countless battles. He also commanded aircraft, artillery, tanks and aircraft carriers. It can be said that he was able to roam the battlefield with no one to be afraid of.
But he knows that there is a kind of person in the world who possesses a magical power, which is the ability of ordinary people and cannot be defeated by ordinary people.
Once, in the South China Sea, the fleet led by Mr. Zheng performed a show and bombarded an uninhabited island, which angered an expert on the island.
The man walked directly on the water, arrived on the warship in an instant, split the steel wall on the warship with one hand, and came to Mr. Zheng.
If that man didn't have the intention to kill others, Mr. Zheng would have died long ago.
And Mr. Zheng has since understood that in this world, the King of Soldiers is nothing, and there are a group of stronger humans.
It's just that even if the state machinery is used, those people still can't be found.
Moreover, we don't dare to search in a big way, otherwise if we offend those people, the consequences will be disastrous.
I didn't expect to see such a large number of Qi Refiners gathered in the Jinluan Hall today.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Mr. Zheng said in a deep voice.
"Soon you will know that you have no right to choose!" Jing Changqing said lightly.
The formation was operating, and a bloody ball slowly condensed out, releasing red light.
And if you look carefully, you can actually find that it is an eyeball. Wherever it looks, everyone's eyes gradually become dull.
This is the soul-controlling blood pupil, which can control people's hearts.
Jing Changqing did not intend to make these people surrender from the beginning. What he wanted to do was to turn them into puppets and directly control their minds.
Only in this way will you not have to worry about betrayal.
As for these big guys.
Everyone else can die and become nourishment for the blood refining formation!
"Seniors, enjoy picking up supplements!" Jing Changqing spread his arms and laughed.
The eyes of those old men soared, and they had already stared at the spirits in the field.
After working secretly for many years, these spirits are finally gathered here without leaving any trace. How can we not enjoy it?
"Little girl, come here, come into my arms. Grandpa will love you so much!" An old guy with narrow eyebrows licked his lips and slowly walked up to a female student.
The female student kept screaming and wanted to hide behind her boyfriend, but it was impossible.
No one wants to die, and no one can come forward at this time.
"Please, let me go!" the female student cried.
"Don't worry, grandpa will make you feel very comfortable!" The old pervert chuckled and pounced on him.
No one can stop the power of the Qi Master.
The female student wanted to escape, but found that her body could not move at all. She could only watch helplessly as this scary old man pounced on her.
What awaits her after that is a miserable fate.
"You are already so old, are you still hard?" There was a cold snort, and then a scream was heard.
There is nothing wrong with the female students.
On the contrary, the old pervert was stepped on the ground by Qin Qi.
"Ah!" the female student exclaimed, staring blankly, she was already scared to death.
"You bastard, you are looking for death!" The old pervert became angry, and the circles of spiritual energy on his body spread out, turned into horses, and whipped towards Qin Qi.
Even if Qin Qi is a master of external arts, if he is hit, his body will probably break into two pieces.
Pi Lian pulled out, but Qin Qi didn't even dodge.
"Idiot!" The old pervert's eyes lit up, full of mockery.
Still don't understand the difference between Qi practitioners and external Kung Fu masters?
"Go to hell!" the old pervert laughed.
However, he saw that Qin Qi grabbed the Dao Pilian in his hand, and then exerted force, and the spiritual energy in the old slut's body tended to loosen.
"How is that possible!" the old pervert exclaimed.
He is a qigong practitioner who possesses the power of mortals. How could a master of external arts catch his power with his bare hands?
"You can die." Qin Qi said indifferently.
The force of his feet crushed the old slut's back to pieces, destroying him along with his heart.
At the same time, an angry shout rang out, and a long sword pierced through the air, aiming at the back of Qin Qi's heart. It was Qin Qi's opportunity to kill the old pervert.
Obviously, the other party did not intend to save the old pervert, but just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Qin Qi.
Such timing was indeed good. Even the man himself was very proud, thinking that Qin Qi had absolutely no chance of evading.
Qin Qi's strength is beyond imagination, but this is just right. Such a strong person can give them more power!
The old pervert’s death was not in vain!
"Flying sword, unfortunately, it is too rough. It seems that after the destruction of the world, there will not be much left in the inheritance of Qi alchemists on earth." Qin Qi shook his head.
The flying sword pierced his body and fell down with a "ding" sound.
This flying sword looks so sharp that it can't even pierce Qin Qi's skin!