Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 88 Yin Spirit
The moment Luo Qianqiu made a move, Qin Hua also moved, but it was too late.

"Do not……"

Seeing Qin Feng's death, he immediately let out an angry roar.

Qin Feng is the son of his eldest brother, and this time he intends to bring them here for training.

Qin Feng is dead, he will definitely not feel good when he goes back.

Qin Hua's big hand patted Luo Qianqiu.

The violent power raged, exuding sharp edges, trying to kill him with one blow.

call out!
A glint of light shot out from Luo Qianqiu's finger, turning into a pitch-black sharp sword.

The next moment, Qin Hua backed up rapidly.

The gloomy light was like a maggot on the tarsus bone, following him like a shadow, and it took him a lot of energy to dissolve it.

"What kind of exercise is this? How can you be as strong as me?"

Qin Hua asked two questions in succession.

He is in the third level of Lingtai, and he is also a powerful existence in Luoshui City, and he can't even deal with a yellow-haired boy.

Moreover, he can personally feel that Luo Qianqiu's realm is only at the seventh level of Qimai Realm.

The strength of the seventh level of Qimai Realm faintly suppresses the people of the third level of Lingtai Realm. If this is said, who the hell will believe it.

"If you want to know, go to hell and ask Hades."

Luo Qianqiu snorted coldly, using the power of the coffin to condense the Demon Killing Fist again.

A punch is like the wind, like a shadow like an illusion.

boom!
Qin Hua stood up to block, but the berserk force shattered his protection, causing him to spurt a mouthful of blood.

Qin Hua is confident, even if he is a person at the fourth level of Lingtai Realm, he has the confidence to fight.

However, the power that Luo Qianqiu displayed at this moment made him fear.

However, suddenly, he saw a subtle scene.

When Luo Qianqiu fought with him, his left hand never left the coffin.

"Could it be?"

Suddenly, Qin Hua understood something.

"Hahaha, little bastard, I don't know what method you used to forcibly increase your strength, but I think if you leave that coffin, you might not even be as good as an ant."

Qin Hua laughed out loud, confirming the reason he had found out.

"The old man is waiting here, I don't believe you will stay next to this coffin for the rest of your life."

As Qin Hua spoke, he stepped back a certain distance.

Luo Qianqiu frowned slightly.

In fact it is.

Moreover, the method of blood sacrifice in the coffin has already been opened. If it is delayed, if the Yin spirit comes here and is not ready, his plan may come to nothing.

"Ji Ri, give me a drop of your blood."

Luo Qianqiu gave instructions to Ji Ri beside him.

"Yes."

Although Ji Ri was a little hesitant, he gritted his teeth and respectfully agreed.

Essence and blood are the essence of a practitioner's life.

There is a saying that there is one drop of essence and ten drops of blood.

If Luo Qianqiu wanted a drop of blood essence from him, it would directly injure his vitality, and even drop his cultivation base.

As Ji licked out his blood, his face turned pale.

The blood essence fell, held in Luo Qianqiu's hand, and slapped directly on the stone wall of the coffin.

Rumble!
Suddenly, the coffin shook.

A more powerful force entered Luo Qianqiu's body.

Luo Qianqiu raised his hand and aimed at Qin Hua.

"Hmph, little bastard, don't play tricks there, wait for you..."

Before he finished speaking, a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

In the stone room, there was a trace of coercion quietly.

He only felt that there was an invisible big hand pressing towards him.

Qin Hua wanted to stop him, but found that a gust of wind was blowing by, making his body weak and limp.

"what have you done?"

Qin Hua shouted.

At this moment, he was forcibly pulled towards Luo Qianqiu step by step.

Getting closer and closer, until Luo Qianqiu's palm was pinched on his neck.

"There is nothing I, Luo Qianqiu wants, that I can't get."

"Don't worry, you're so smart, I won't kill you, I'll just take out your soul and let you die slowly and painfully."

Luo Qianqiu seemed to be talking about a very ordinary thing.

Beads of sweat dripped from Qin Hua's forehead.

He wanted to talk, he wanted to beg, he wanted to threaten, and tried every means to get Luo Qianqiu to let him go.

However, he was speechless.

A cold force soaked into his mind, as if stirring up muddy water, making him miserable.

The next moment, it was as if the flesh had been torn apart.

His soul and body gradually separated.

After a while, he was thrown into the coffin in the form of a soul.

The green worms penetrated into his body, like thousands of ants biting the wound.

Painful!

Qin Hua's spirit gradually weakened and became invisible.

"Take out the stone that Ji Changtian got."

At this moment, Luo Qianqiu suddenly spoke to Ji Ri.

His expression gradually became dignified, and his fingers kept pointing on the runes around the edge of the coffin.

Ji Ri took out a pitch-black stone.

A force rolled the stone over, and it immediately turned into powder in the air and scattered in the coffin.

At this moment, Luo Qianqiu was chanting words, like an old magic stick during a sacrifice.

His speaking speed was getting faster and faster, and when he stopped at the last sound, his whole body was already dripping with sweat.

Inside the coffin, the light dimmed, as if nothing had happened.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

After saying something lightly, Luo Qianqiu took out a elixir from his bosom and threw it into his mouth, then closed his eyes and meditated.

The stone room suddenly became lifeless.

It was not until a moment later that there was a slight sound.

"Woooooooo..."

rumbling...

Afterwards, the entire stone chamber began to tremble slightly.

Luo Qianqiu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he walked directly to the edge of the coffin.

His palms slapped the edge of the coffin like lightning.

Every time it was slapped, there was a huge vibration in the coffin.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the coffin and rushed towards Luo Qianqiu.

Ji Ri was about to step forward to help, but suddenly he felt a burning pain in his buttocks, followed by a piercing pain, which made him unable to produce any strength.

This is... that ghost.

This black shadow was like lightning, and its appearance directly caused the stone chamber to collapse.

Dark red eyes, dark and sharp claws, the whole person is like wearing a big black cloak.

boom!
The moment Yin Ling's claws were about to touch Luo Qianqiu's face, a bloody light appeared above the coffin, turning into a blood knife and slashing at Yin Ling's palm.

puff puff...

In an instant, there was the sound of hot oil being poured into cold water.

Yin Ling's palm suddenly withdrew, with bursts of green smoke rising from it.

"You demons, you won't kneel down when you see me."

Luo Qianqiu's eyes fluttered, exuding a domineering aura, suppressing Yin Ling.

As soon as the words fell, Yin Ling's body made up of thick black mist showed some signs of laxity.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of

Yin Ling made a sinister sound, and continued to rush towards Luo Qianqiu.

"Really, then you will die."

Luo Qianqiu sneered.

At this moment, on his chest, the door of Xuanmin exudes a little bit of brilliance and merges into his blood.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed Yin Ling.

His entire arm emitted a holy light, like a small sun, emitting divine light.

"Ah... woo... ah..."

Grabbed by Luo Qianqiu's palm, Yin Ling let out a shrill scream.

"Submit, I submit, don't kill me, I am willing to treat you as my master."

(End of this chapter)