Into the Immortal Cultivation

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The power poured out of the body made Wang Qi a little lost in an instant.

Life produces order, and then the entropy of law burns away order and produces strength. How does this resemble the "battle status" you use?

The two memories are so perfectly matched.

The uncontrollable power of Wang Qi was perfectly controlled under the combined force of two people. Two completely different forces circulated in Wang Qi's body, which actually produced the effect of the intersection of dragon and tiger. The opposite forces converge to form a Tai Chi fishing line, and they are born in groups.

Just like Jindan.

However, Wang Qi has not had time to rejoice, just ...

"pain……"

"It hurts, idiot, before rushing over to see where he fell! Why not fall to the bed?" Because the two felt shared, Wang Qi felt that there was no pain in all his body.

"Fool, that's your room!" Chen Youjia screamed in Wang Qi's consciousness: "Fight on the fight!"

Looking at Hu Buxue, whose black air is getting thicker and thicker, Wang Qi laughed out loud: "Ha ha ha ha ... Sister, we really are the best partner of the two!"

"Two ... stupid stupid stupid! Fool!"

"It's about time, sister." Wang Qi lowered his body and looked at Hu Buxue.

Hu Buxue also shook his head slightly regretfully: "I really don't want to kill you, Mr. Wang ... Subconsciously, he will show affection."

"But, when you see my secret, you can only die ... maybe the lady who just talked to you."

"You will not have a chance!" Wang Qi ranted.

As soon as the word "you" exits, Wang Qi rushes out like an arrow from the string. This time, his speed even exceeded his own expectations. Bai Yan and Chi Mang's hand-knife greeted Hu Buxue's sword spirit.

That was Jian Qi, it was murderous. Distorting the force that sustains the electromagnetic interaction, decays the material, cripples the soul, and makes life impossible.

However, any entropy force is meaningless in front of Life Flame.

That is, even at the expense of the increase in the overall entropy of the universe, it is necessary to maintain its own anti-sky power, and to destroy the universe, it is necessary to maintain its own instinct. The sky is going to perish, the sky is going to kill? Pooh!

Hu Buxue's sword spirit collapsed.

How can instinct be against spirit wisdom? Under the control of Wang Qi, is the power of Life Flame more than simple instinct?

Innate murder? The power of entropy?

But Ill!

Hu Buxue took it lightly and no longer responded with pure sword energy. Exquisite swordsmanship brings together countless sword luck. In an instant, Tianhe hung upside down, and a weird long sword wailed with a creature, and with the death that all things would eventually go to, pointed to Wang Qi.

Under the luck, all the souls are dead!

However, the blow that shrouded the world, like the ruling mercury, failed to leave a wound on Wang Qi. Wang Qi is within the range of Hu Buxue's sword, and his body moves quickly in a small range. He was like a butterfly huddled under a rainstorm, as if he would be shot down by sword gas in the next second. However, Hu Buxue's hundreds of punctures did not hit him!

When the power of annihilation burned away the excess vitality, Wang Qi's precise computing power naturally returned.

Without a hit, Hu Buxue retreated immediately. But this time, Wang Qi followed suit.

Fist!

Wang Qi's boxing tears the atmosphere and makes a horrible pop. This loud noise made Hu Buxue deaf in both ears and was shocked for a moment. However, the woman still instinctively put away the sword and stood in front of her.

Xichen Yuan made a wailing cry. Hu Buxue vaguely felt that this force was close to Yuan infantile strike! She couldn't care about anything else, and received the weird space, and then this and the force quickly escaped.

Wang Qi found a sneer in the corner of his mouth when he found the other party running away. His hand stroked the "fangs", and the memory shone like never before. The flame of life is burning. Jarvis's voice came as scheduled: "Fangs, driven by maximum effort."

"The song is over."

Then the light flashed away.

Everyone nearby thought a firework exploded on the ground ahead of time, and the surrounding bricks and rocks cracked open. The nearest person only felt that there was no pain in the body from the inside out, but no one died. Even some people's flowers and plants spit in advance.

This is the effect of dissipating the flame of life.

Hu Buxue lay on the ground. In the moment just now, Wang Qi cut off three staggered swords on her back. The **** who cut off the three swords is the flame of life, and the essence of life. It is completely opposite to her strength, but it can keep her immortal. The power in her body is now chaotic, and her bones are shattered, so she can't exert a trace of strength.

Looking at Wang Qi who fell in front of her, Hu Buxue squeezed out the last smile: "Alright ... Mr. Wang, you are indeed a strong man ... You are weak and strong, and can be defeated in your hands. I am honored-- Why, are you interested in Xichenyuan? If you want to kill me, it ’s good to use this ... "

In the end, he saw Wang Qi picking up the demon sword. Wang Qi glanced at her coldly, then concentrated his spirit into the demon sword.

Hu Buxue's standing object, the foundation of the path, was actually a demon soldier composed of countless chaotic forces. It has no spiritual intelligence, because the power of chaos does not allow it to produce spiritual intelligence, which is probably the result of the integration of countless soul fragments that are in pain and on the verge of death.

The next second, Wang Qi's spirit projected into the demon soldier.

A spell similar to the dream-building technique creates a dark space. Here, Wang Qi did not see any entity, but felt the chaos before the death of the creature.

Here is despair, it's dark,

Wang Qi snorted: "God said, there must be light."

So, there is light.

Driven by the powerful flame of life, the Holy Light, the subliminal supernatural power of life flame, exploded into an incredible function. It washed the sword a little bit. Positive entropy is reversed to negative entropy, and life appears here.

This is a very expensive spiritualist, and like Wang Qi making puppet monsters, it is to push Wang Qi's will into the sword.

I don't know how long after that, the renewed long sword made a buzz, expressing his surrender to Wang Qi.

This is the most advanced sword tool Wang Qi has seen, and it is much better than Kunshan sword. However, Wang Qi frowned and scolded the long sword: "Are you a holy sword now? You have to be ashamed! Know shame!"

After being scolded by Wang Qi, Xi Chenyuan seemed to be really ashamed and shattered into dust silently.

This sword is very strong and very handy. But Wang Qi didn't like it.

Facing the dumbfounded Hu Buxue, Wang Qi pulled out the "fang" and smiled: "'I am such a strong man'? You have never fought against the real me. The ones who defeated you are those The power of the imp, when he grows up. "

The power of negative entropy disappeared completely, but the true repair of Wang Qi's roots appeared. From the high-dimensional projection, the vast overwhelming audience could not be visually observed.

That is the power of a **** capital.

"And eh, my principle is to be a good person. How can a good person execute a criminal? I am not an official, nor a criminal law department. How can I decide a person's life or death? This will not make my moral satisfaction satisfied Less than the highest point? "

"You will get a fair trial." Wang Qi turned his head to look to the other side: "Yes, Chenfeng."

Chen Feng looked at Hu Buxue with a complicated look, and then looked at Wang Qi: "This guy will get a fair trial, but you fight in the street, according to the law ..."

"Well detained for three days, Xianmeng Lilu Jarvis backs better than you." Wang Qi looked at the direction of Chenfeng yard: "Can I go back and prepare some clothes and dry food, and sleep again? You see? Anyway, I was the one who helped you to catch the crime, and then, in the Criminal Law Department, it ’s not good to say it ... "

"Yes, come and report to the Criminal Law Department tomorrow." Chen Feng walked to Hu Buxue: "I will take her away."

"Wang Qi!" Hu Buxue was stripped of all pride, and his face was fierce, and he looked like a mad tiger. He roared: "What am I doing wrong, to insult me ​​so! Which one I killed is not a scum, no ... "

"Shut up, which one do you kill according to the law? Whether it is the Dalian Law or the Immortal Alliance Law." Chen Feng used the instrument to restrain Hu Buxue: "Human, the most valuable thing is life, and life represents infinite. Possibilities. Maybe they will change their minds in the next moment, or there will be a man of Fuze in their heirs. As long as their crimes should not be repaid with life, they should not kill people and should not destroy them. "

"And you are just killers of these beautiful possibilities."

Hu Buxue laughed wildly: "They? Just the dregs?"

Wang Qi interrupted: "Brother, you are an old man. That logic doesn't make sense to him. Want me to say that being a good person should be like this ..."

Wang Qi picked up Hu Buxue, and his face was filled with an unwelcome smile: "I feel like a mirror in my heart, everything I do is just, and I have a clear conscience. For you, I still feel that my hands are dirty. Who are the two of us? Good man? If you are not convinced, ask someone to see if anyone thinks you are more like a good person than me? "

"Then good people defeat bad people, justice defeats evil, and light defeats darkness. This is humane."

"Before you become a fairy, don't take yourself as a bad person. Since you are a good person, you should obey the rules of humanity and have no brains."

Wang Qi threw Hu Buxue gently and returned it to Chen Feng. Being good is cool.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng saw the wound on the other person's back and coughed embarrassedly: "Wang Qi, although you are exercising justice, but engraving a cursive letter on the back of the people ... is it too stingy?

Wang Qi, who had already gone far, almost fell.

This ... how can I explain that it is actually a grassy F?

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