"Flowerbird!"

Lu Qian was so surprised that he lost his voice.

Before, he had seen Yingque commit suicide in public in the face of the intimidation of Lord Xingxing, and even his body was blown into pieces using secret techniques. He was so dead that no trace of scum was left.

Unexpectedly, she actually used secret skills to hide in the pioneering team, and followed the pioneering team to this primitive wasteland, and even used the big tree derived from the god seed to absorb the inspiration of this side of the world, transform the Taoist rhyme, and use

These Taoist charms and inspirations directly recast the physical body and became alive again.

It can be seen that Yingque and Dao Qiqiqi do have an improper connection.

This ability to resurrect from the dead...

Just when Lu Qian thought of this, he saw a new, extremely tiny drop of blood appear out of thin air next to the blood ball transformed by the firebird. Accompanied by a painful whine, this small blood drop quickly spoke out rhymes,

With an inspiration, the small blood spots turned into blood droplets, and then quickly turned into blood cells several feet in diameter, from which a strong and powerful body was formed.

It's Dao Qiqiqi!

One Yingque, one Dao Qiqiqi, they all faked their own death and escaped, and they all escaped to this world with the help of the cover of the pioneering group.

All around, at least several thousand soldiers suddenly raised their weapons and surrounded us.

Lu Qian thought of the terrible damage caused by the terrible black-red poisonous mist to the Heavenly Army of the Fifth Military Mansion after Dao Qiqiqi self-destructed. If Dao Qiqi had self-destructed here... that scene would really not be Lu's.

What you want to see.

Gently waving his hands to make the nervous soldiers around him step back, Lu Qian bowed to the naked Yingque with his sword clasped together: "Two donors, if we don't offend the river, why don't we...

"

Yingque looked at Lu Qian with a smile: "Well water does not interfere with river water? This is very interesting. Let me try to figure out what it means? Well, well, I can generally understand what you want to say, but I don't know.

Time, I can’t think of the right words to express it. This is interesting, interesting, I can’t believe that you, a little monk, actually have some literary talent!”

The corners of Lu Qian's mouth twitched.

A remark, a 'common saying', actually turned into 'how much literary talent'?

You bitch, have you never seen a truly talented person in your life?

However, when I think of Linghu Juan... he can even write a limerick in a stupid way, and he comes from the top wealthy family in the Supreme Taichu Heaven... Lu Qian looked at Yingque, and he can generally understand this absurdity.

things.

"But, do you think you can bury the hatchet with us?" Yingque smiled extremely charmingly. She winked at Lu Qian and stretched out her hand to him: "Give me a piece of clothing first.

What? Hey, I feel a little uncomfortable being naked."

All around, tens of thousands of eyes were like swords, swiping directly at Yingque's body. There were also a large number of crossbows and bed crossbows quietly locked on Yingque's body.

The bird with extremely keen perception felt as if its whole body was being stirred by countless feathers, which made her extremely uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that several yakshas had already come close to her, staring at her with their golden-red eyes, it would have given her a lot of trouble.

She had long ignored the pressure and attacked the subordinates of the pioneering group around her.

Lu Qian coughed slightly.

A strong woman from the pioneering group came over holding a set of coarse cloth shirts and skirts and handed it to Yingque.

Yingque put on a coarse cloth dress, pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and tugged hard on the dress, which was extremely ill-fitting no matter whether it was long or short, fat or thin. Especially the rough texture of the coarse cloth made her wrinkle.

He frowned and sighed helplessly: "That's all, let's deal with it."

Dao Qiqiqi straightened his waist indifferently, looked around with a sinister gaze, and then laughed in an extremely nervous manner.

This is a good place.

Inexplicably, Dao Qiqiqi felt stimulated, satisfied, and inexplicably happy and joyful. He didn't know where this happy feeling came from. He twisted his neck hard and looked at the people who were imprisoned.

The Rakshasa, unable to move on the ground, hissed: "Give me a knife and let me weigh these things."

Before he finished speaking, the seven or eight Yakshas rushed forward and beat him violently with the knife.

There is no magical power, no secret method, just pure, primitive, wild, extremely ferocious physical violence... punches to the flesh, feet and feet to the bone. One punch, one kick, the knife is like a mess of flowers.

He was trembling, and after three or two beatings, his bones and tendons were broken, and he vomited blood.

In terms of pure physical strength, none of these Yakshas are stronger than Dao Qiqiqi.

In addition to Dao Qiqiqi's weird 'immortality' energy, purely in terms of cultivation, he might not even be able to defeat those little people raised by the Yasha clan outside the city!

Moreover, he doesn't have a knife in his hand!

This guy seems to be incompetent except for the sword, with other fists and kicks, body skills, and all aspects!

Ding Ding had a violent meal, and the sword with a large mouth vomiting blood was rushing, hissing was full of filial piety, and the body surface flashed. He was preparing to explode, but suddenly his complexion was stiff!

The self-destruction, which was so powerful that even the regular Heavenly Lords of the Fifth Army Mansion were deceived and killed hundreds of thousands of people, obviously could not be used as a regular means of killing enemies... After each self-destruction, he needed to stockpile it for a long time.

The essence, blood, mana, and the power of spiritual thoughts that have been accumulated for a long time, are polished and purified little by little, and only after they are accumulated and mellow can a perfect blow be unleashed!

Now he has just re-condensed his physical body, blood essence, mana, and soul, all of which are at their lowest ebb.

At this moment, it was a bit difficult for him to be a target for being beaten. He would not even think about such high-end goods as self-destruction for a while!

"The donor seems to have run out of tricks!"

Lu Qian grinned.

"Don't ask me what a Guizhou donkey is... In short, you are just a stupid donkey!"

Lu Qian laughed wildly. He stretched out his right hand, and wisps of Buddha's light lingered in his palm. Lu Qian activated the Buddhism's transformation method and tried to erode Dao Qiqi's soul. He wanted to try to see if he could analyze it.

, control the sword Qiqiqi.

If possible, Lu Qian could certainly try to learn the evil and vicious power contained in Dao Qiqiqi's body.

Of course, it is impossible for Lu Qian to use these 'celestial beings' from the pioneering group to practice such evil arts... But these Yaksha and Rakshasa... since they are not of my race, of course they can be used as humanoid tools!

Lu Qian is not the Virgin, and does not have much moral obsessiveness!

Dao Qiqiqi raised his head and stared at Lu Qian's slowly clasped palm with a fierce look. He suddenly turned his head and cursed at Yingque: "You just watched this demon monk treat me like this? You?"

Just sit back and watch me being humiliated by the monster monk, so you are not afraid..."

Yingque whistled softly, folded his hands on his chest, and smiled softly: "What? What does your being humiliated have to do with me? Oh, what does it have to do with you and me? If you don't do things well,

, I was slaughtered, is it possible that the Lord can still criticize me harshly? You and I are not in a direct jurisdiction relationship, so..."

Shaking his head, Yingque watched Lu Qian slap Dao Qiqiqi on the head.

Wisps of Buddha's light invaded Dao Qiqiqi's head from the pores, and the Buddha's light lingered, turning Dao Qiqi's head into a colorful and transparent state. Through his skin, flesh, and bones, you can see that he was faintly covered by wisps of black and red aura.

The entangled brain. Countless dense dark golden Buddha patterns are like flying flies, rapidly circling and colliding around Dao Qiqiqi's brain, and from time to time they burst out with the black-red aura, causing large dazzling flashes of light.

Yingque saw what Lu Qian was doing.

Dao Qiqiqi used his own personal experience to understand what Lu Qian wanted to do.

Dao Qiqiqi was twitching in pain, sweating profusely, and kept cursing loudly.

Yingque corrected his expression and shouted sternly: "Monk, if I were you, I would never make such a mistake... You have no idea what kind of person our Lord is, and you dare to peek into His secrets... You are not afraid

Die?"

Lu Qian frowned and shook his head slowly.

There is an extremely terrifying and vicious restriction in Dao Qiqiqi's brain and soul.

That restriction is like a big net, like a tarsal maggot, deeply rooted in Dao Qiqi's flesh, blood, essence, mana, and soul...it has become a whole, truly inseparable.

Through the sword Qiqiqi, Lu Qian could feel the source of this power, which was deep, huge, subtle, and solid... extremely terrifying.

Compared to this power, Dao Qiqiqi is not even a drop in the ocean.

Lu Qian shook his head gently and let go of his hand.

The black-gold prison-suppressing Buddha's light fell and turned into vajra pestles, which were fiercely inserted into various acupoints of Dao Qiqi, imprisoning the body, restraining the magic power, suppressing the soul, and turning Dao Qiqi into a whole body.

The living dead, without thinking or ability to move, lay stiffly on the ground unable to move.

Lu Qian waved his sleeves and gave an order.

Several soldiers came up and wrapped the knives seven or seven times with special chains, three layers inside and three layers outside. They tied him up like a rice dumpling and sent him to Zhongzhong Shenzhong.

Under the transformed tree, he was suppressed in a specially built, extremely heavy tower-shaped prison called the "Desolate Tower".

This giant 'Desolate Tower', which is made entirely of metal and is several miles high, is also the standard equipment of the pioneering group.

Its structure is made of modular spiritual gold castings, which were transported all the way by giant vehicles. After arriving at this place, Zhao Ding directed the people to build it intensively.

The outer wall of this tower-shaped prison is as thick as ten feet. Even a peak-level being cannot damage it. It is specially used to imprison foreign creatures captured during the development process, or to punish all opponents.

The unlucky guy who caused harm to the Pioneer Group.

Dao Qiqiqi, who had been completely imprisoned, was imprisoned in this "Desolate Tower" again, and it was basically impossible for him to still make trouble.

Lu Qian glanced at Yingque: "Now, let's put it all together, what should we do with you?"

Yingque smiled brightly, swaying her slender waist, and walked step by step to Lu Qian. With a hint of frivolity, she breathed a warm and fragrant breath towards Lu Qian: "Little monk, are you sure you don't want to

Submit to me? I am a member of the Sky Patrol Forbidden God Guard. Behind me, there is a master that you cannot afford to offend. You... don’t want to find a better future for yourself? "

Lu Qian smiled and slapped the Phoenix with his palm.

This girl... her skills as a 'lobbyist' are not enough...

A better future?

Haha, Lu Qian has already hooked up with the Lord of the Book of Heaven. This can be called the Supreme Taichu Tianyi's first-class backer, right? What's the result? Wasn't he blown up along with the entire ancient city of Loulan?

In the huge Supreme Heavenly Court, unless the supreme Emperor Taichu is behind Yingque, how many people can compare with Laojun Tianshu in terms of authority, influence, connections, etc.?
To be continued...