In his hometown, he has seen other people’s homes doing white things, not pulling them to the crematorium and burning them directly, but first asking a Taoist priest to cross over and then burying them.
The Taoist priest who did it was holding a peach wooden sword with the yellow note in Wang Biao’s hand.
This thing is called a charm.
Similarly, Taoist priests are in the same state as Wang Biao now, with their eyes closed and their gods talking.
Qin Shaojie suspects that this guy is not a god fist, but a god stick that He Yan doesn’t know from which street.
"Disciple Wang Biao, please hurry up and get on your body." Chanted a bunch of Qin Shaojie don’t understand, only this sentence, Qin Shaojie is clear.
Jiro Shinji, are you still up? Qin Shaojie wondered, is this cargo jumping into a trance?
And this matter, Wang Biao suddenly had a violent shaking all over his body, and then, the whole person changed.
Eyes suddenly become unusually sharp, and the burly body gradually lost weight. What is even more incredible is that there is a thin gap between his eyebrows. Then, a golden light shines in the gap, and then, the gap slowly opens. The golden light dispersed, and there was an eye between the eyebrows.
"I am a grass, is it really Erlang God?" Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao, who was playing the transformation show, and could not help but exclaim.
Other people also froze, Ouyang Yao is ok, after all, Qin Shaojie’s identity is there, and she is normal to others, but Xu Sunset is different from He Zhengrong. Where have they seen such a battle?
In the movie, the Transformers transformed themselves, all of which were made by special effects. And now, but a living person.
"Boy, let you see what I’m really capable of." Wang Biao drank it sharply, and then, in his hand, he actually conjured the exclusive weapon of Erlang God, a three-pointed double-edged knife.
"Shua" a flash of white light, directly into Qin Shaojie chest.
Because Ouyang Yao and Xu Sunset were still behind him, Qin Shaojie couldn’t escape, so he let the white light hit his chest.
"bang." As the voice of the rocket explosion, and Qin Shaojie chest also broke into a mass of white light, surrounded him all.
"Ha ha, die." Wang Biao laughed wildly, jumped high, and the three-pointed double-edged knife went straight to the white light and lit it.
"hey." With a loud sound, the white light receded, only to see Qin Shaojie still standing in situ, only holding out two fingers, firmly clamped the blade.
"This, how is this possible?" Wang Biao incredible looked at Qin Shaojie, three eyes stare like two.
He didn’t believe that his magic had failed.
His cultivation is not high, only the cultivation at the peak of the foundation period, but this magic spell, like the blood curse, is also a kind of spell that can quickly improve the strength in a short period of time. The difference is that the blood curse will have side effects, and the magic spell, which invites the gods to the upper body, is non-toxic and harmless, and has not been used by the vice president.
With the peak of the foundation period, he is about to enter the golden body period. After using the magic technique, he has completely entered the six-fold strength of the golden body period, but he didn’t think that he was close to a full blow and was easily stopped by the other party.
"What’s impossible?" Qin Shaojie looked at Wang Biao and laughed jokingly. "Your cultivation is really too low."
Qin Shaojie said, and grabbed the blade, a hard jilt, Wang Biao like shells, directly through the window and fell into the yard.
"He Dong, I’m sorry. I’ll go out and tidy him up first, and then I’ll bring him back to pay for your window." Qin Shaojie smiled and jumped out along the broken window.
"good." He Zhengrong gawked and replied, then looked at the window where the wind was pouring straight in and began to stare blankly.
Who can tell me what the hell is going on? Where did your son come from to invite such a master, and he will even change? In broad daylight, what the hell?
"Boy, who are you?" Looked at Qin Shaojie Wang Biao, sink a voice asked.
You can’t see this boy’s cultivation, which proves that his cultivation must be higher than his own after the operation of god’s beating. Isn’t it true that he is an infant cultivation?
Impossible, how is it possible? At most, he is in his early twenties. Even if he started practicing in the womb, it is impossible to have such a practice.
Wang Biao was right. Qin Shaojie did not practice in the Yuan infant period, but in the meat fairy period.
Although Wang Biao has improved his cultivation greatly by using the magic technique, it is impossible for a kindergarten child to cultivate himself in the golden body stage as a world champion and want to win. Unless Qin Shaojie now suddenly choked to death by his own saliva.
"filial piety, go up." Wang Biao looked around and suddenly shouted, pointing to a black Tibetan mastiff behind the iron fence not far away.
"Poof. Cough. " Qin Shaojie good suspension was not choked.
This ….. This product is too wide of the mark. Even if you become a Erlang God, you won’t let go of the dog. Do you want to turn people into roaring dogs?
"Huh?" I saw that the Tibetan mastiff didn’t move when he heard Wang Biao’s words, but he looked at Wang Biao with his head cocked and puzzled. Ya didn’t understand what Wang Biao meant.
This dog king, it seems that he has no chance to do it in his life.
"Ah, I said, Sir, don’t talk to the dog there. You are not Erlang, it is not a dog that wheezes, and I am not a monkey. Do you still want to expect that puppy to sneak up on me? " Qin Shaojie teasing laughed.
"You want to die." When Wang Biao heard Qin Shaojie’s ridicule, he immediately flew into a rage and ran towards Qin Shaojie waving a three-pointed double-edged knife.
"You have a weapon in your hand, but I don’t. It’s not fair." Looking at Wang Biao, who was almost in front of him, Qin Shaojie shook his hands and had a dark iron sword in his hand.
"Xuanyuanjian, we cooperated for the first time. Although you are not good-looking, it should be useful to say less?" Say that finish, Qin Shaojie sword swing out.
Golden light, a dazzling flash of golden light, the dark, suspected pirated Xuanyuan sword suddenly issued a dazzling golden light, and then, countless Xuanyuan swords swept to Wang Biao.
"Damn it, it’s amazing." Qin Shaojie also silly, he didn’t think, he only use less than ten percent of the Xuanyuan tactic, driven by Xuanyuan sword, which is comparable to the power of using Amber sword 70% to 80% before.
Qin Shaojie didn’t want Wang Biao’s life, so the golden shock wave just cut Wang Biao’s clothes, all of which landed on the back wall.
There was a loud bang, and the tall and thick wall of He Yan’s house was directly smashed into powder by Xuanyuan sword.
"Grandma, even the wall has to be lost."
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Chapter 489 Ghost Gate
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