Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Imperial Master Wushang is not really just a bluff, he is also a person with real abilities. As soon as Qin Liuxi's aura was revealed, he immediately noticed it.

Qin Liuxi easily avoided it and did not confront him head-on. Instead, he jumped to the statue and pushed it.

boom.

The idol fell to the ground, fragments flying everywhere.

The supreme master's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily. He was about to execute the two-finger technique, but a sudden chill ran down his back. Before he could turn around, his eyes were filled with darkness, and something was covering his head.

What the hell?

Was he put in a black sack?

Before he could react, something poked his mute point, and then his body was entangled with something, making him unable to move. His fist fell on him and beat him wildly.

it hurts.

The supreme master cried out in pain silently. Who, who plotted against him, dared to fight openly and honestly?

His temple was suddenly punched hard, and he fell softly.

Qin Liuxi listened to the footsteps walking quickly outside, took out a paper figurine that had been prepared a long time ago, used the technique, and threw it to the ground. In an instant, a 'Supreme National Master' appeared in front of her. In front of him, he winked at her.

"Master."

The puppet imitated the voice of the Supreme Master and said in a deep voice: "Don't come in."

The footsteps stopped.

Qin Liuxi sent a message to the puppet: "Ask Emperor Kangwu to suspend the construction of the Palace of Eternal Life, open warehouses and release grain to provide full disaster relief, and warn him that if he does not do so, there will be divine punishment. You should play this role well."

"yes."

Qin Liuxi then picked up the supreme master who had fainted, tore open the vagina and left.

The puppet Imperial Master waited for her to leave, then called in a deep voice, saying: "The gods have fallen on the altar, and there will be disasters due to the wrath of God. I have sent an order to come over, and my Imperial Master wants to see the saint."

At this time, in a vast white valley, there was a man sitting cross-legged on a huge rock deep in the valley. Ice needles were falling from the sky, but there were no snowflakes around him, as if the snow had avoided him and did not dare to contaminate him at all. .

He opened his eyes, raised his lips, turned his head slightly, and said to the little girl in black kneeling behind him: "She has made a comeback. This game of chess is getting more and more interesting. If the time hadn't come yet, I really want to do it myself." Go over and meet her for a while, who do you think will win among us?"

The little girl's face was expressionless and silent, as if he was talking about someone else's business and had nothing to do with her.

Si Luo touched his finger, there was still a phalange missing, but after all, his set of bones was not complete.

"In this world, there are always so many saints who think they are the saviors. It's really annoying." Si Luo's eyebrows were cold and his eyes were sinister. He drew the little girl over, pinched her slender neck with his big hands, and looked at her eyes as black as ink. They looked at each other and said, "Qingwu, do you think she can save the world?"

Wu Wu was emotionless, and the dark eyes reflected his face, as cold as the ice and snow in the valley.

Si Luo watched her breathing getting weaker and weaker, and threw her away: "Go down, and this time bring back ten virgin souls with pure Yin fate."

Wu Qing turned and left.

Si Luo smiled and looked into the void: "I want to see how far you can go. That day is really exciting, but you can't let me down."

He made seals with his hands and closed his eyes. The ice and snow swirled around him, turning into bits of spiritual energy that he inhaled. A low and simple Sanskrit sound spread out from the valley. A snow fox passed by and fled in terror, but it was only a hundred meters away. , it fell down in the snow, breathless.

…

Jiuxuan.

Feng Tong was meditating in his room when he heard a loud bang outside, opened his eyes and walked out.

A black sack was squirming on the ground.

Feng Tong looked at Qin Liuxi: "Who is this unlucky person?"

She went to Qin's house to stay overnight, and when she came back there was just this package. Could it be the unlucky King Zhao?

King Zhao sneezed twice. It was so cold!

Qin Liuxi picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said, "Old thief, Imperial Master."

"Oh." Feng Tong was surprised: "No, you said you weren't in a hurry to go. Why did you kidnap someone back? Did you do it yourself? Didn't it cause any noise?"

Qin Liuxi said: "Don't worry, there is still a national master in the palace."

The squirming people on the ground struggled even harder and whined non-stop.

Qin Liuxi kicked him, but the man couldn't even make a sound and stopped moving.

Feng Tong: How should I put it, it’s a bit miserable!

Qin Liuxi then loosened the sack and put it away again to see if he wanted to use it again.

I wonder who will be unlucky next?

Feng Tong looked at the Imperial Master again and saw that his face was bruised and his nose was swollen, a handful of his beard had been pulled out, and the silver hair on his head was as messy as a chicken coop. He didn't have the Imperial Master's fairy spirit, he was just like a crazy old man.

"Why did you change your mind?" Feng Tong was still curious about Qin Liuxi's motives.

Qin Liu said coldly: "He has Shen Shen's idea."

Feng Tong was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened and he said, "Does he know about the existence of ginseng?"

"Yes, haven't you seen that there have been a lot of lonely ghosts in the city in the past two days, just to find Shen Shen." Qin Liuxi glared at the Imperial Master and said, "He has some skills. He has calculated that there are many people in the city. Treasures from heaven and earth emerge."

Feng Tong didn't know what to say, so he said, "Let Xiao Shen go back to the Taoist temple to avoid the limelight?"

"No, this is not about tying someone up." Qin Liuxi said to Feng Tong, "Use your demon power to create a domain space. Ask him if you have anything."

Feng Tong started to perform the technique without saying a word, and he didn't ask why. Naturally, he didn't want to attract the attention of outsiders when using such a domain space, and the national master couldn't even think of escaping.

After casting the magic, it was obviously the same room, but invisibly, the void seemed to distort and change, and the scene changed.

In a vast field of ice and snow, Qin Liuxi woke up the supreme master. When he opened his eyes, he jumped up and hissed with pain all over his body. He stared at Qin Liuxi: "You are Who is it? What is your purpose in bringing me to this place?"

He looked around at this place. It was vast and endless. Where was he? How did he end up here?

"Supreme, who is the evil statue you worshiped in the Changsheng Palace?" Qin Liuxi asked indifferently.

The supreme master shouted angrily: "You are so presumptuous. You are the supreme god. How can you be an evil god?"

He wanted to use a spell to attack Qin Liuxi, but as soon as he moved, Feng Hao's eyes flashed red as he returned to his true form.

The Supreme Master suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at his hands blankly, feeling that they were hot and smoking, and then there was a crash.

His hands burst into flames, causing him to scream in pain, and without thinking, he thrust his burning hands into the snow.

However, the snow did not extinguish the flame, but instead it kept burning brighter and brighter.

The supreme master was like crazy, howling miserably and constantly digging his hands into the snow.

Qin Liuxi looked at Feng You indifferently, is this funny?

Feng Tong was very proud of himself. Am I good? You have been in seclusion for three years. You are not the only one who is working hard. I can turn demon power into fire! (End of chapter)