Prince Qiao decided to scare the stone. At least until now, he has not found any danger from the stone. He also knew that if the stone did not leave, he would not be able to move the stone out of his soul space.

So he said, "Why don't I dare? Are you mistaken? This is my home and my soul. What does it mean if you stay here and don't leave?"

"I'm not always stubborn. I'll leave when it's time to leave!" Shi Tou was obviously guilty and his voice became much weaker.

Prince Qiao looked at Shi Tou with a pair of sucking eyes, and his mouth slowly opened.

Shi Tou seemed to be able to see Wang Ziqiao. Seeing this situation, he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, can't I promise you? If you really encounter danger, I allow you to throw me out and beat people, but,

If you have a usage time limit, you can only use it three times within a year!"

"Three times? What if I don't hit it once?"

"You? Do you want to piss off my god to death? I'm a god stone, and even gods can be hit, let alone you mortals. However, I only hit people, but I won't kill people. Don't want to let them go in the future

I'll kill someone for you!"

Wang Ziqiao listened to Shi Tou's angry words and was secretly happy and said, "Hahaha... As long as you can hit it, it will be three times. Regarding this, we two have to make peace. There is another question below, why are you?

Don't want to leave my soul?"

"I won't tell you!" Shi Tou replied without hesitation.

"That's it, well, about your name, I thought of something. Are you the colorful flying stone in the Romance of the Gods? You said you were the God-killing stone, and you wouldn't be the one that Deng Chanyu used before

Stone?”

"Why? Don't believe it?" Shi Tou replied proudly.

"It's not that I don't believe it, I feel like you are not very good! I also boast that I am a god-killing stone, and I can't even protect my master. From this point of view, your power is just like that, and I can't rank among the many magic weapons of the Romance of the Gods.

Go up!" Prince Qiao said with unfulfilled feelings.

"You? Do you want to piss me to death? Deng Chanyu is an ordinary mortal. I helped her defeat Nezha. What else do you want me? Besides, the colorful flying stone is not my body. Humph.

, I will ignore you again!" After Shi Tou said that, the light on it disappeared immediately, turning gray again, motionless.

"Uh..." Prince Qiao was stunned: "I won't be angry, are you? Haven't you ever accepted the church of the saints and listened to the voices of your ancestors? Isn't that just a measure?"

Shi Tou still didn't move, as if he was really angry and ignored Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao was helpless. Although there were still many doubts that had not been solved, he had some understanding. This stone was still a child, and he could not say bad things, so he could only coax it. But now it is not the time to talk more, so he must hurry up and put it in.

Let’s talk about it if you recover from the injury.

This time, Wang Ziqiao was seriously injured, with several bones broken, and his internal organs almost smashed, which also made him have a certain idea of ​​his true combat power. He is not the opponent of the late-stage Ninja of Level 6, of course,

It is almost impossible to kill yourself in the late stage of Level 6.

Fortunately, with the help of the magic wand and Junko Matsuhara, the skin and flesh injury were recovered quickly, but the bones would take some time.

Seeing Prince Qiao open his eyes, Junko Matsuhara said anxiously: "Master, are you awake?"

Prince Qiao nodded: "I've woken up long ago, don't worry about me. It's okay, I'll fully recover tomorrow morning!"

Prince Qiao's eyes fell on the skeleton ghost slave, and spelled spells, turning it into a jade talisman and put it in his pocket.

More than an hour later, Prince Qiao and Junko Songhara returned to Rosamen's headquarters together. Of course, this place has been changed to Shuramen's headquarters.

Sitting cross-legged on the earth pit, Wang Ziqiao used the Demon God Art and began to refine the true energy inside and outside the body, blending into the flesh and blood cells, and the broken bones were also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At around nine o'clock the next day, Wang Ziqiao opened his eyes, all internal injuries were healed, and the bones were connected, and everything returned to normal and intact.

And because the true energy is sucked into the cells, Wang Ziqiao feels more energetic, and it seems that his strength has increased a lot.

This also made him look forward to how powerful his physical body could be in the future. What would happen if his physical body reached level seven and had magic power in his body?

When he pushed open the door, he found that Junko Matsuhara was practicing sword in the yard. When Junko Matsuhara found that Wang Ziqiao came out, he immediately put away his sword and ran over: "You are getting up? I'll prepare food for you!"

Prince Qiao nodded.

...

The breakfast was very rich, but Wang Ziqiao only ate half of it. Suddenly, a level 4 ninja from Shuramen ran in and bowed to Junko Songhara and Wang Ziqiao and said, "Miss, the people from the Demon Sword are here, the master

They are dealing with it outside, and it seems that they are not good at coming!"

"Oh?" Wang Ziqiao raised his eyes.

Junko Matsuhara looked at Prince Qiao.

Putting down the chopsticks, Wang Ziqiao stood up and said, "Let's go out and have a look!"

The group of three walked towards the outer courtyard.

Prince Qiao and Junko Songhara had long analyzed that after the three super sects lacked the Rosamen, the other two major sects would definitely not allow Shuramen to occupy the Rosamen's industry.

Sure enough, as soon as the three of them arrived at the outer courtyard, they heard a bang, and Songyuan Tomosa flew backwards.

Junko Matsuhara's eyes tightened, and her mental power spread out, dragging Matsuhara Tomosa and causing him to fall slowly.

But the attacker seemed not satisfied, and had already soared into the air, followed closely, exploding the air with one foot, and stepped towards Matsuhara Tomosa.

"Looking for death!" Prince Qiao shouted, soared into the air, punched out, collided with the soles of the other party's feet.

boom……

Prince Qiao landed on the ground and broke the stone slabs in the yard.

The other party also flew backwards, and after landing, he took two steps in a row. Each step exploded. The stone slab turned into powder on the soles of his feet, with an extremely solemn expression.

"Who are you?" the other party asked back.

Wang Ziqiao was also looking at the other person. A young man who looked only twenty-seven or eight years old on the surface, with long hair and a small braid on his back. He was just a man wearing a red robe, leather boots, and eyebrows.

They all have some redness, blue lips, and look extremely weird.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you are from the Mosha Sect? Why do you have to hit someone when you come?" Wang Ziqiao asked back in standard Japanese, making people unable to tell that he is a Chinese.

"Beat someone? I'm here to kill someone. You're not bad. I thought I had luck in Shuramen, but now it seems that it's not all. I can give you a chance. As long as you surrender to my Demon Sect, I can

I will never die by surround you! In addition, let me tell you my name again. Listen, my name is Taiyi." The young man reported his name.

"Taiyi? What an arrogant name!" Prince Qiao said inwardly, looking behind Taiyi. This time, there were thirteen people coming to the Demonic Sect, but ten of them were in the late stage of level 5 or peak.
Chapter completed!