Ancestor Qingqiu’s idea is very simple.
Through the young man's previous punch, it had roughly figured out the opponent's details.
Maybe others can't understand it, but Qingqiu is familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous subjects.
There aren't that many weird things, the other party is just a body-tempering warrior.
As for cultivation, you definitely can't stand your own palm anyway, so there's no need to worry.
Don't be fooled by the opponent's hidden killer move.
Once you figure out what it is, you can kill this guy casually.
The dark green tortoise shell-like pattern quickly unfolded, blocking the mysterious light and trying to wrap it in.
But it shattered even faster than it appeared.
I couldn't even hold a breath.
Shen Yi passed over the broken tortoise shell, stepped up in the air, and came to the bottom of the fox's head.
He didn't make a sound, but focused and seriously stabbed the opponent's neck with the spear in his hand.
The wide and supple green shirt made a hunting sound.
The dim light between his skin grew brighter, making his whole body look whiter and whiter.
Accompanied by a puff.
The magic circle on the fox demon's fur was dissolved by the ghostly light, and the ferocious spear tip pierced the flesh and penetrated it without any blood spilling out, and the entire wound was filled with black light.
"Xuanfeng...Xuanfeng..."
Patriarch Qingqiu was still reciting the magic formula, but found that he was gradually unable to make any sound.
It looked down dully, staring at the young man's handsome face, only to see the other person looking back, with a swollen fox head reflected in his clear eyes.
The monster body that was originally huge was now stretched by another three points.
Wisps of faint light came out from between the skin.
Tsk! The sound was like a piece of cloth being torn, resounding from all parts of Qingqiu Ancestor's body. Its monster body was torn apart from the inside, and the faint roar of a dragon could be heard.
Then it shriveled up again as if it was leaking air.
"..."
Shen Yi slowly let go of the ghost tail gun.
What three moves, three hundred moves?
There is a high probability that he only has one chance. Once Qingqiu Fox discovers the existence of the Ghost Tail Gun, he will never give himself the chance to get close again.
He is here to kill monsters, not to compete in martial arts.
Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly.
Without the support of the demon power, the fox demon, whose internal organs had been smashed into pulp by the dim light, fell helplessly downwards.
A long spear emerged from its neck and returned to the storage treasure on the young man's waist.
boom--
Until the fox demon fell to the ground, a violent muffled sound broke the silence around him.
Master Qingfeng still raised his index finger.
Two moves.
Faced with various methods of Qingqiu Patriarch, Shen Yi only used one punch and one shot.
If it weren't for the fact that his realm was too low, he couldn't take the initiative to approach the fox demon, and if he was too cautious, he wasted a punch to smash the pearl magic weapon.
The other party could actually kill the fox with just one shot.
But what made Master Qingfeng silent was not the death of Patriarch Qingqiu. He knew that the other party died under what kind of magic weapon, and even he might not be able to bear that stuff.
What he found outrageous was why Shen Yi was holding the Ghost Tail Gun quietly in his hand.
That is no ordinary weapon.
It was the tail of Lao Shiliu from the Thousand Demon Cave, and it had been nourished by evil spirit roots for who knows how many years. It had long been an extremely ferocious and violent thing.
As long as anyone who dares to touch it is fine if it doesn't bite him back, how can he listen to others' orders?
"Comparable to the body-tempering cultivation in the early stages of becoming a god, coupled with a ghost tail gun."
Master Qingfeng slowly retracted his palm and looked at the young man who fell in the air again.
With a being like this, it is really difficult to judge the opponent's strength in ordinary ways.
If prepared in advance, any monk in the middle stage of divine transformation can instantly ambush him through various means, but similarly, as long as the opponent is given a chance, Shen Yi can kill others with just one blow.
"Help me think about it." Master Qingfeng said calmly.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yuan came back from the shock. Compared to others, he actually felt more numb.
Not long ago, he saw with his own eyes that Brother Shen Dao was covered in black scales under the influence of that gun, almost turning into a demon.
It's still the same gun now, and Shen Yi's level has not improved by leaps and bounds.
But the spear somehow became extremely obedient.
"Think of a less embarrassing way to make him forget about the three moves and five moves just now."
Master Qingfeng coughed dryly.
How could this kind of self-indulgent behavior appear on my body?
"Master, you are worrying too much. As long as you don't look for him, Brother Shen Dao will most likely ignore you." Tang Yuan nodded seriously.
"It seems more embarrassing."
Master Qingfeng rolled his eyes slightly childishly.
He turned around, only to find that everyone in Dagan looked dumbfounded, including even the Yaksha Dharma.
What's the meaning?
This group of people also know nothing like me? Then they dare to follow the boy named Shen to kill the Qingqiu ancestor?
Master Qingfeng was speechless for a moment and waved his hand to remove the light curtain.
"I'm not sure he is Junior Brother Shen now."
Zhu Jue did not rush out as quickly as before, but stood there and shook his head.
Wu Daoan also opened his mouth.
I still remember that when Shen Yi first arrived at the Martial Arts Temple, he had just gathered the Yin Shen and was not even close to the first level of Martial Immortal.
Then every time I leave and come back, it feels a little strange.
It was fine before, at least it was just a leap in realm.
This time it was even more exaggerated. He directly transferred from Yin Shen monk to Hunyuan, and then relied on horizontal training to kill all the Qingqiu ancestors.
"Did you discover something?"
Wu Daoan turned his head blankly: "Junior Brother Shen, isn't he the existence Qingqiu always wanted to be?"
Proficient in all kinds of things, he can do anything.
He is the real Patriarch of Qingqiu!
"call."
Shen Yi walked over slowly and looked at a group of people looking at each other in confusion.
I don't really have any ideas in my mind.
I avoided it before because I couldn’t explain it clearly.
It's much better now.
Daqian has no one left to explain to him.
He just walked to Qingfeng and looked over quietly.
The strength I showed today should be enough for the other party to recognize Da Gan's identity.
"..."
What are you doing, looking for trouble?
Master Qingfeng averted his eyes and pretended to be wandering around casually.
"Master, you are a little deliberate."
Tang Yuan buried his head and reminded in a low voice.
"Hahaha."
Master Qingfeng looked up to the sky and smiled, holding one hand behind his back, grabbing Tang Yuan with the other, riding the clouds into the sky, and then walked away.
Xu Hongde stared at the direction the boy was leaving.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Shen Yi again.
Obviously, the outside world has undergone a lot of changes, at least Daqian has been reduced to an existence that can be provoked by Qingqiu.
This should be something that makes people dissatisfied.
After all, when Shen Yi brought them out, he didn't even mention any relevant news.
But after experiencing the scene just now with my own eyes.
All dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.
Just like Shen Yi once said, Xu Hongde now knows who he is.
It is enough to have the other person.
It happened that the decline of Daqian gave the Xu family an opportunity to join.
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Chapter completed!