Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 276 272.Ghost repairs secrets

   "Did he offend you?"

  Jiang Xia frowned and watched lying on the ground in front of him. Most of his bones were broken, his hands seemed to be bitten off by beasts, and his body was covered with lacerated old monsters with lacerations.

  He turned his head and asked Shan Qiuming, who was holding his arms around him.

  Lao Shan shrugged, indicating no.

   "Then why is it so heavy?"

  Lao Jiang asked:

   "You beat him like this, there is only a trace of life left, how can I ask questions?"

  "You ask, don’t you still have your mouth open."

  Shan Qiuming kicked the blood-clothed old man’s wound and broken arm, his spiritual power pierced the soul through his toes like a needle, causing the unconscious old Xie Xiu to cry out in pain.

   surprised the little fat man and Shi Rui behind Jiang Xia.

  They saw that this person was in such a miserable situation, and I was afraid that he would die soon, but they didn't realize it. The evil cultivator screamed so badly that he was full of breath.

   "Don't look at my miserable fight, in fact, I avoid the vital points of the spirit hub."

  Shan Qiuming stepped on the struggling evil cultivation, constantly using spiritual power to stimulate the soul, and at the same time explained to this group of unseen lower-level cultivators:

  "Moreover, this evil practice is blood art, I don’t know which element it is, but as long as it is blood-related evil art, most of them have the effect of protecting life.

  Don’t look at him now.

  Just let it out and take a few breaths, and it will be restored. "

  "How many mouthfuls?"

  Lao Jiang was very skeptical.

  He rubbed his chin, squatted down, and looked at the blood-stained old face in front of him, with an expression of begging and fear in terror.

  He said to Lao Shan:

  "Don't bully me for my lack of knowledge. Before I came to the Southern Wilderness, I had specifically looked for information about Xie Xiu, and the evil kung fu of the blood line really had healing effects.

  But if it is injured to this degree, if you want to recover and heal, you may not be able to do it without sucking up the creatures in the town. "

"Snapped"

  Lao Jiang pressed the lighter, lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, then took a comfortable deep breath, expelled the smoke to the blood-clothed old man in front of him, and then looked at each other for a few seconds.

  He asked:

   "Why hurt my employees?"

"what?"

  The blood-clothed boss has been violently beaten by Shan Qiuming, and he has been lingering. Seeing that Shan Qiuming did not kill him, he knew that there must be a source behind this weird body refiner.

  Just pretending to be in a coma, is thinking of a way to survive.

  As long as evil cultivation, the xinxing is shameless, and the face and dignity are not important. This bullying and fear of hardship are their rules of conduct. He originally wanted to see the major repairs behind Shan Qiuming, so he said everything he knew.

  A shameless attempt to beg for life in this way.

  But Rao is already mentally prepared to stab the old club back, but this will see a qi-training monk Jiang Xia questioning with a boss posture.

  It made the blood-clothed boss not react for a while.

  I just haven’t been out for a few years. Why is this so strange?

   Such arrogant body refiners as Shan Qiuming are actually willing to surrender for a minor qi training?

  Is this person a direct disciple of which major sect?

  Or did you accidentally provoke a mysterious young master from the ancient family?

"Ah for what?"

The surprise and doubt on Xueyi Lao Xiu's face made Jiang Xia extremely dissatisfied. He spit out the smoke, stretched out his left hand, and clasped the boss's chin. In the next instant, a dazzling electric arc exploded from his fingertips.

   "Ah ah ah!"

   The old Xiexiu, who was already seriously injured, swayed like a fish thrown on a chopping board at this instant, and in this twitching, he even screamed in an elongated tone.

  A high-voltage electric arc poured into the body from the skin, and then rolled back and forth on the head, causing the old evil repairer's scarlet pupils to shine with an arc of light like a candle.

  Such a little high-voltage electricity, definitely can't kill a real-life monk.

  Lao Jiang just used this method to wake up the old guy who was silly by Shan Qiuming's iron fists.

   "You have lived so long, you must know the rules very well, and you are also a very knowledgeable person in the face, so let's go through the process."

  A few seconds later, Jiang Xia stopped discharging, sat on the ground, flicked soot on the old man’s messy hair, and asked:

   "What about you, now tell me everything you think I should know. I don't want to waste time wrangling with you, and you don't want to make trouble for yourself.

  After finishing talking, you can go. I swear, neither Laoshan nor I will do you again.

Understand? "

  The old man opened his mouth and let out a puff of black smoke, then looked at Shan Qiuming who was stepping on his wound and his broken arm, with a cold expression on his face, and then nodded silently.

   "Let's talk about it then."

  Lao Jiang pressed the cigarette **** out on the forehead of the blood-clothed old monster, putting on a look of listening.

  The latter is quite cooperative and immediately speaks, saying in a hoarse and painful voice:

  "Ben Xiu. Uh, I am a casual cultivator, little old man. I have been practicing in Star Valley for many years. I have nothing to do with those ghost teachers. I was only invited by them to protect the law."

"boom"

   A gunshot sounded, and the spirit bullet pierced Xiexiu's ears, causing him to twitch into a ball in pain.

   Jiang Xia held a silver Beretta in front of him, and said quietly:

   "You are very dishonest. The exercises you use are the same as the ones they use. Do you think I am blind? Ah, I see, my tone was probably too gentle just now.

   makes you a fluke.

alright.

  This is my fault. It seems that you are a person who likes ‘tradition’, so use the traditional way of inquiring. "

  Lao Jiang stood up and made a slap in the face of Shan Qiu Ming.

"beat!"

"it is good."

  Lao Shan moved his knuckles expressionlessly, and asked:

   "To what extent?"

  "I only need a brain and a mouth to answer my questions."

  Jiang Xia turned around and waved her hand, and took a slow step towards Ruyue and Helya. Duke Huai’an also sprang out from the ground, apparently he had some news to tell Boss Jiang.

  Behind him, the blood-clothed old monster screamed like a frightened girl, and he yelled:

  "Don’t go! Wait, I bought this exercise from them back then! I really have nothing to do with them! Listen to me, I say it!"

   "Puff"

  The body refiner kicked the blood-clothed old monster’s mouth and sealed all his begging for mercy. Shan Qiuming lowered his body, clasped the old Xiexiu’s neck, and grinned at the little fat man and the third prince.

He says:

   "Do you want to keep watching? Or come and help?"

   "No, no, no, fellow Daoist, if you keep busy, we won't bother you."

  Shi Rui waved his hands.

   signaled that the two of them were not available, and then took the head-shrinking Gan Duo and went to Jiang Xia's side.

"how?"

  Lao Jiang came over, leaned against the tree, looked at Duke Huai’an, and asked.

  The long beard mopping the ground, wearing a white robe, and holding a jujube stick in the east soil, this will bring a trace of respect and joy, playing with the sapphire pipe, and answering Lao Jiang:

  "The little old man has been wandering in Star Valley these days and has gained some income. That group of ghosts is hiding in a valley that lives here four hundred miles away.

  Su Zhuangshi and his entourage have set up an interception around Yingu, but there are so many evil formations there. The little old man has come to the South Wilderness, and his mana is weak, unable to detect the size of it.

   But it is already known that it may be a big victory for us in Fengming Kingdom, which has alarmed this group of evil cultivators. In the past few days, many outsiders have entered the valley. Not only human ethnic cultivators, but also monsters!

  The little old man also saw a few ghost repairs with his own eyes, using the method of moving the yin spirit to enter the valley. "

  Huai'an public squeezed the wooden stick in his hand, and he said in a more serious tone:

   "But the weird thing is that only the evil cultivators entered, but nothing came out. I think it should be the evil cultivators who knew that Taofuyuan was pursuing them and had no hope of escaping, so they planned to gather together and fight to the death."

"no."

  Lao Jiang immediately shook his head.

  He glanced at Xiaowu Jingyun Xiaoliu who was lying on Helya's shoulder, and said:

   "If it's a desperate fight, you won't waste time. Send another person to the Great Mang Forest to catch the little spirits. If they can come out, they will not be discovered by you. There must be other secret outlets."

  "They caught a lot of spirits this time."

   Ruyue analyzed by the side:

  "According to Xiao Wujing's statement, the mist spirits on the Lingquan side were all caught by them. The disappearance of such a large-scale spirit is absolutely impossible to hide from Yandang Lake.

  The ghost cultivator must be preparing for a big move, so that they will be so desperate to make them ignore the threat of the spirits. Such a dangerous army shows that what they are preparing must be amazing. "

   "Maybe some kind of um, research?"

   Jiang Xia rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes and said:

  "As Gong Huai'an said, the matter of Fengming Kingdom has attracted the attention of Taofuyuan. Once the Xianmeng concentrates on this living evil cultivation, even if they hide in the Southern Wilderness, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

  Now they are doing this kind of offensive thing with dignity, which shows that they know that their time is running out.

  They are accelerating.

  Hope to get what they want before Xianmeng can squeeze them to death. "

   "That must have something to do with the soul."

  The third prince who was listening to the side interrupted and said:

   "Those hateful evil cultivators, for so many years, have been transporting my Feng Mingguo innocent souls to Star Valley. I don't know what they are doing?"

   "Perhaps, this ‘tradition’ monk can tell us."

  Jiang Xia raised her head and watched Shan Qiuming walking over with a bunch of **** stuff. As he approached, Gu Miao's face became paler, and Heya couldn't bear to look straight.

  Even if this evil repairer tried to kill her before.

  The little fat man is even more unbearable.

   just glanced at the group of disgusting things, and rushed to the side, covering his mouth.

"Snapped"

  Shan Qiuming threw the thing at Jiang Xia’s feet, clapped his hands, and said:

   "Ask, he just wants to die quickly, and when you finish asking, I will give him a good time."

   "Let him endure the greatest pain, but still maintain his sanity."

   Jiang Xia kicked something that was still squirming.

He says:

   "Well, it seems that you body refiners are all talented in sadism, and all of you are tortured kings."

   "Absolutely praised."

  Shan Qiuming waved his hand and said modestly:

   "I'm just a cultivator of the true realm. I don't know much about the mystery of the flesh and blood body. This evil cultivator has a low realm and can't stand the torture of the soul.

  If a big body refiner comes here, he can easily peel off every layer of his fascia without hurting his life, and it’s still possible"

   "Okay, stop talking."

   Jiang Xia made a pause gesture and said to Lao Shan:

   "There are children here, don't scare her to have nightmares at night."

  He squatted down and said to the "thing" in front of him:

  "What the **** are the ghosts and spirits doing?"

  "All kinds of demons"

  The flesh and blood, unable to see the evil cultivation of the human form, said a few words with difficulty.

"what?"

  Lao Jiang frowned and asked:

   "Speak clearly, what kind of demon?"

   "Kind the magical thoughts, enter the soul of me, I know this, me!"

Every word of   Xie Xiu was extremely painful, until at the end he let out a miserable scream, like a ghost roar, Shan Qiuming immediately stepped forward and touched the flesh and blood with his hand.

  The next moment, he raised his head and said:

   "The soul is broken, it is a kind of forbidden sorcery, similar to the heart demon oath, it seems that he himself doesn't know that he has been. Be careful, avoid it!"

  Lao Shan pushed Jiang Xia away in front of him, and his palm burst like a hammer, pushing everyone in front of him away.

  That group of dead flesh and blood, at this moment, but strangely active, like a flesh bomb about to explode, it swells rapidly in the roar of the dragon and tigers of Shan Qiuming’s erupting spiritual power

"boom"

   There was a loud noise, and flesh and blood became ashes.

  The dark and faint smoke echoed in the gray, which involved everything around it.

   "Bah, baah! What is this?"

  "Boss, the gangster accidentally swallowed that disgusting ashes, and I vomit."

   "Smelly!"

   "I feel a little uncomfortable."

  (End of this chapter)