There Is A Dragon In My Well

Looking at Chu Qiu who had a solemn face, sincere words, and even some impassioned words.

Zhao Kuo was suddenly confused.

He was silent for a long time before speaking: "You mean, Bai Qi did not die, but was reincarnated and connected with my human race?"

"Exactly!" Chu Qiu said.

"Did you know all these secrets from Bai Qi?" Zhao Kuo looked at Chu Qiu with some suspicion.

Chu Qiu shook his head and said: "What Bai Qi told me is part of it, and what I know is also part of it."

"In a word, you and I are both humans! Saints and heaven, including Western Buddhism, regard humans as fish and meat, and everything they do is to steal my destiny as a human race!"

"We, the human race, can only compete with them if we strengthen ourselves and unite!"

Chu Qiu's face was serious.

"But, I am a saint of human religion, won't he really protect us?"

Zhao Kuo looked ugly.

"Sanqing Saint, I am famous for being quiet and inactive. Do you think he established the Human Sect just to protect the human race?"

Chu Qiu pointed out the magic formula, and the formation shrank, and sneered: "He established the human religion and educated the human race for merit and for the opportunity to become a saint!"

"Then Nuwa also created humans, and became a saint with the merit of creating humans. Do you think she has truly protected our human race?"

"During the prehistoric period, my human race was not constantly killed by lichs and other hundreds of tribes as if they were blood rations? The blood of my human race is flowing everywhere in the prehistoric times. Is it true?"

At the end of Chu Qiu's words, he unconsciously became angry and yelled loudly!

Zhao Kuo searched the memories of the heavenly soldiers, and after listening to Chu Qiu's words, he felt every word was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Yes, Lao Tzu is quiet and inactive, and establishes human religion only for the purpose of teaching merit and becoming a saint.

After becoming a saint, have you ever cared about the life and death of the human race?

When Nuwa created humans, she just followed the way of heaven and used the merits of creating humans to achieve the holy status.

In this vast wilderness, has anyone really given humans a safe place to live?

Didn’t the human race rely on their own self-reliance and unity to survive in the cannibalistic wilderness?

"Oh, among the saints of heaven, no one is the saint of our human race!"

Zhao Kuo laughed out of anger, and shouted angrily with sharp eyes: "The saint is unkind and treats the human race like a stupid dog! Do you know if I, the human race, are willing to be manipulated?"

"well said!"

Chu Qiu applauded and said: "I appreciate General Zhao's integrity, but the current predicament cannot be reversed by one person. Is General Zhao willing to learn more about it under my account before deciding whether to join us?"

"Okay! I just want to understand what you said. If everything is true and it is for the great justice of the human race, Zhao Kuo will be willing to do the hard work of a dog and a horse!"

Zhao Kuo is still very ambitious, which makes Chu Qiu extremely happy.

It is of course the best choice to let Zhao Kuo join him without losing any blood.

As long as Zhao Kuo is willing to follow him out and understand his current achievements and the current status of the human race.

Chu Qiu is confident that he will be able to make Zhao Kuo surrender to him and join the Jietian Sect!

"Bah!"

Just when he was distracted, a pale palm wielded a sword and slashed at him like lightning. The speed was so fast that Chu Qiu had no time to activate the formation.

But although this blow was sharp, it didn't have any killing intent.

In a flash, Chu Qiu understood the meaning of Zhao Kuo's move, which was to test his strength.

Although this move left him defenseless, it only prevented him from controlling the power of the formation in time. His own strength is always at your call!

Clang!

A golden palm suddenly stretched out from Chu Qiu's back and firmly clamped the sword in Zhao Kuo's hand.

The terrifying ghostly aura was suppressed by a pure Buddhist power and could not move.

"Buddhist Kung Fu?"

Zhao Kuo's face was stunned, and then he swung his sword and moved towards Chu Qiu's face.

when!

Chu Qiu's tattoo didn't move, and eight arms instantly stretched out from behind, holding eight magical weapons. He passed the spear and blocked the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the demon-conquering golden pestle, golden giant sword, scepter, token and other magic weapons all started to swing.

In just an instant, the sword was struck, and the sword was like a ghost. Zhao Kuo's arm was in severe pain, and then a huge force came and knocked him away with a bang.

"Take my sword again!"

Zhao Kuo couldn't help shouting, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his figure flashed, and stabbed towards him.

Chu Qiu couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. In that case, I will let you see my strength!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden light escaped from the body and transformed into a six-foot-long golden body. He held eight magic weapons and slashed Zhao Kuo out with just one glance. The pain in his arm was as severe as cracking when he was in the air.

"Ha..." Chu Qiu smiled, having already seen that he was not a ghost.

After this guy died, his obsession took over his body and he practiced with the help of ghost energy.

So strictly speaking, it is more appropriate to say that he is a zombie!

However, due to the suppression of the demon-sealing formation, the external evil was refined, so it has always remained its original form.

Uh-huh!

The golden body fell and was taken into the body by Chu Qiu.

Zhao Kuo looked at Chu Qiu who was calm and composed, raised his sword and cupped his fists in a salute: "I am defeated!"

Chu Qiu chuckled lightly, pointed out the magic formula, and the twelve gods fell into the palm of his hand and disappeared.

"My golden body was smelted by stealing Hui'an Xingren's Buddhist Dharma Body. I am at the peak of Xuanxian's Eight Sutras. Even if there are a few more of you, I won't be my opponent!"

"Hui'an Walker?"

Zhao Kuo frowned slightly, feeling that the title was somewhat familiar, but before he could think about it, he saw Bai Qi who was refining the bones of the great witch.

"Bai Qi??!"

As his former rival, his impression of Bai Qi was almost engraved in his mind.

Especially at this moment, Bai Qi has refined a lot of great witch essence and blood, and the aura and temperament on his body cannot be hidden from him.

Fortunately, Chu Qiu had been vaccinated before, so he didn't do anything extraordinary.

"You read that right, he is Bai Qi in this life. Different from the previous life, he only got the memories of the previous life, and the thoughts of this life are still there!"

Chu Qiu said calmly: "In his heart, he is a human clan first, and the witch clan second!"

"You will know this after you understand it in a few days."

Zhao Kuo just listened without speaking, looking around and frowning slightly.

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals, well-trained, stayed together in perfect harmony with a group of humans.

"It seems that the world is indeed different now!"

Zhao Kuo thought secretly in his heart, and was stunned again when he saw the seven great mountains receiving star power for the Longting demon soldiers to practice.

This method of cheating and concealing things really made him sit up and take notice.

At this moment, a long roar that penetrated the gold and cracked stone came from the blood and soil.

The few restrictions left by Chu Qiu crackled and collapsed under this long roar, revealing the figure of Shen Zhantian.

At this moment, Shen Zhantian stood up at some point, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, with a soaring fighting spirit that made everyone dare not look directly at him.

Even the Poison Dragon Earth Immortal Realm was suppressed by this sharp edge and lowered its head.