The magic gun Luohu transformed into an air pump and tried hard to express himself.

Zuo Qiufeng was determined to stop him.

【bite!】

【Passive trigger: Fate hard!】

【bite!】

【Passive trigger: Fate hard!】

Then Zuo Qiufeng became desperate.

The demonic energy, which was originally known for being domineering and irritable, began to scatter like a good baby when it entered Zuo Qiufeng's body. While the magic gun Luohu's mouth twitched, he found that his power was absorbed without any leakage, completely filling a bottomless hole.

It’s not that the hole is so big, but that the hole can be infinitely widened and prevents water from flowing out.

Zuo Qiufeng knew clearly how perverted his passive "hard life" was. His ordinary practice almost inflated himself into a ball before, and the spiritual power he absorbed entered his body due to the passive "hard life" constitution, but he could not be released.

If you can't learn the skills, you cannot effectively discharge the excess spiritual power. The excess spiritual power is cheaper to the little Qingmu Demon.

The little Aokimo demon was sent out and was not around.

The method of releasing spiritual power that he currently possesses is actually flying with a sword, but like a perpetual motion machine, the spiritual power consumed is completely inconsistent with the spiritual power absorbed, which creates a situation where Zuo Qiufeng dares to practice easily.

I'm afraid that someone might really lose himself.

The problem at the moment is that passive "fate hard" is in the state of being turned on, and at the same time, the hidden passive "angry where he wants" that has not been studied and understood is also being started, similar to meeting strong, unparalleled time.

I am currently facing such a dilemma.

The demon spear Luohu was so scared that he mistakenly thought that Zuo Qiufeng was greedy for his spiritual power and asked him to help him practice, so he released his spiritual power as a filial piety to Zuo Qiufeng.

With the blessing of double passiveness.

Passive "hard life" prevents the discharge of excess spiritual power.

The passive "angry" gives the unparalleled constitution that comes with strong encounters. No matter how much spiritual power comes, you will accept it all, and there is no one who can stop you.

This leads to the fact that whenever the dantian in Zuo Qiufeng's body is cracked by the surge in spiritual power, the crack will quickly heal under the unparalleled effect. After the healing dantian expands more than one circle. When the dantian crack appears again, it will continue to repair and expand, and repeat this continuously.

Zuo Qiufeng's body seemed like a bottomless pit that could continue to expand.

But the problem is here.

When the unparalleled effect of "the anger" is over, Zuo Qiufeng is a foundation-building perfection. Who knows whether the bottomless pit will turn back to its original small hole and whether the dantian will shrink to its original size.

Even if the Dantian still maintains the current large and small savings of spiritual power, it is not a problem. It is better to say that the Dantian is unable to expand, but you are not afraid of spiritual power going wild...

...What he, Feng, was afraid of being blown up by the dantian that was so big that it was so big that it was blown up!

"Ahhhh!"

The painful roar squeezed out from Zuo Qiufeng's teeth, and his face gradually became ferocious in a suffocating swelling.

The killing will of the demon gun Luohu is constantly provoking his nerves.

Hiding passive "angry where he wants" is the effect of anger, and it is further enhanced by the provocation of the will to kill.

Zuo Qiufeng did not find any hidden passive joy that could actively inspire the hidden passive joy of "angry where he wants".

Judging from the current situation, the two powers of turtles look at mung beans and look at each other.

There is nothing wrong with it.

The surging spiritual power was still pouring into his body.

The scarlet red color stained by spiritual power plundered a red light from Zuo Qiufeng's eyes. With the continuous nourishment of blood and energy, you can detect that your physical constitution is increasing little by little at any time, and the filling it can quickly turn into a sense of expansion.

The temples began to slowly emerge under the agitation of bloody spiritual energy.

Click!

The crest on the top of his head fell off, and one of his hair shawls that turned from black to dark red, and the scattered dark red bangs fell to cover most of the ghostly face masks.

Kick!

The mask of the jade jade tree, which withstood lightning strikes, avoided the poisonous gas, blocked the attack of the sword energy, finally let out a wail. The cracks spread along a corner of the head and shattered, revealing half of the hideous human face hidden under the mask.

brush!

A pair of eyes flashing with a strange red light and a dark red hair, holding a peerless demon soldier, surrounded by blood and energy condensed into substance, like a demon crawling out of hell, wanting to announce his arrival to the world.

Maybe that's the case.

Whether evil or not, terrifying, the three audiences of Yu Lingqing don’t know, but they definitely have the most say.

Standing from the perspective of the bystander.

Is a Shamatt with dyed hair or a pervert who only wears boxers.

He held a black and thick stick in his hand.

The lingering blood and energy are more like a veil that makes people look hazy, and they have a fart beauty.

How do you feel when standing in front of you like this?

The picture feels up.

I feel that even if there is any horror, it should be destroyed by this strange force.

One day later, Zuo Qiufeng recalled today's dark history, and he felt very regretful and annoyed, regretting why he didn't kill anyone to silence him.

Say that's it.

However, Yu Lingqing and Pang Erpang's expressions suddenly became serious. No matter how you look at the person trapped in the center of the Tongtian Sword Formation, it was not right, and there was a tendency to transform towards evil demons.

Now the two of them don’t know the rumors about the immortal weapon, they are clearly a demon soldier in troubled times.

The two of them naturally realized that the monks gathered towards them.

"Let's go, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

Chen Duyou was still thinking about how to tease Zuo Qiufeng in the future, but the collar of the back of the neck was held back by Pang Erpang. He was not a cat or a dog and was immediately angry.

"Pang Erpang, what are you doing? What should I do with Brother Samu!"

"Compared to your brother Saki, let's take care of our situation later!"

Pang Erpang said indifferently, and pointed out the army of wandering cultivators gathered here to Chen Duyou, and then asked him to see Zuo Qiufeng, who was obviously in a wrong state in the transparent light curtain.

"Damn it, Brother Saki! You are going to be seen as a monkey!!!"

Chen Duyou suddenly looked like he saw a ghost.

Pang Erpang: "You have enough attention!"

Yu Lingqing, who was beside him, knew that if he didn't retreat, he would definitely be involved. He looked at the person in the formation with a complicated expression and seemed to be about to go wild at any time.

People who have been manipulated by demon soldiers have never had any good endings, and the birth of demon soldiers will cause bloody storms. This is an iron lesson.

"I hope you can have nothing to do. I haven't gotten back the secret book of the sect yet!"

Youyou sighed. Yu Lingqing might not even believe him, and she retreated. Before a large number of cultivators surrounded him, she left the sword formation composed of five stone pillars.

In less than a moment, the vast cultivator surrounded the five stone pillars of the sky.

.........

.........

His eyes refocused on Zuo Qiufeng.

It seemed as if he heard Chen Duyou's last reminder that a mysterious and golden robe transformed from rich enough to transform into a substantial blood energy. Zuo Qiufeng directly brought out the clothes in the illusion.

"call!"

When Zuo Qiufeng exhaled and inhaled, blood and energy flowed. When he changed his clothes, he seemed to have changed his momentum.

A hint of arrogance was revealed in the calmness of the eyes.

He simply gave up resistance and let his abundant power sweep across his body, as if he had regained the feeling of looking down on everything on the nine-story stairs of the hall.

It was impossible to explain whether it was the demon gun Luohu who influenced him or he influenced the demon gun Luohu.

This feeling is strange, but it seems extremely real.

Luohu, the magic gun in his hand, opened up to absorb spiritual power, seemed to have been suddenly squeezed dry.

This is also the reason why the bloody dark clouds sweeping across the sky suddenly disappeared.

Polar reversal.

The magic gun Luohu was stunned in an instant. After millions of years of accumulation, it would be gone. Zhou Papi was not like you. He lay on the ground and had a weak face:

"It's gone, it's really gone, there's nothing left!"

This bad line.
Chapter completed!