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There is one thing to say, Qin Yang likes to deal with Hanhan, especially likes to pull the powerful Hanhan into his camp.
Saying Hanhan is actually not a derogatory term. This kind of guy is not a fool, and he can barely be regarded as having so many twists and turns in his intestines. Similarly, if this kind of person wants to harm others, they are generally not so dark that people can't detect it.
If it weren't for the fact that he is really not suitable to use his identity now, he would not even pull the tiger skin of the Daoist sect.
?The monster with a big mouth seemed to dislike the ancient heaven. Qin Yang didn't know if he had any enmity with the ancient heaven before, but now, the monster with a big mouth had already had an enmity with the ancient heaven.
As far as the behavior of those people is concerned, as long as there are 20 to 30% of the rumors, the hatred will be dead and it will be impossible to resolve it.
When it comes to enmity, Qin Yang thought to himself, all the undead here, including those who have not yet appeared, in terms of the degree of enmity with the ancient heaven, Qin Youde can be ranked in the top three.
It is enough to drag Taiwei to be buried with him and block Taihao's infiltration path.
It seems that no one knows now, but Qin Yang didn't expect that no one would ever know about it.
The so-called secret, as long as there are still people who know it, it cannot be regarded as an absolute secret.
Just like now, when the big mouth monster swallows a dead spirit and digests it, it can easily digest some messy information.
Until now, Qin Yang had never heard of similar supernatural powers and methods.
The parts about the spirit and soul of creatures are all high-quality models that are difficult to learn and difficult to master. Regarding the deeper aspects of creature consciousness and memory, if you want to play with micromanagement, the difficulty is even more difficult.
Qin Yang's plastic black sword can only cut off and destroy memories, which is the simplest and most rude way to use it.
Si Xiang's is a high-end point, but he also has to rely on one-character formulas to distort his thoughts and impose a thought on others. Just like this, the risk is extremely high every time, and if he fails, he will play himself to death first up.
Like the violent soul-searching secret method that Qin Yang has always wanted to experience, he has never heard of it.
Later, as I became stronger and more knowledgeable, I gradually realized that a giant who is really capable and has developed such extreme micro-manipulation ability does not need to use this method at all.
It is also because of this that Qin Yang understands that the ability of the big mouth monster to swallow a person and obtain part of the information that the other party knows sounds simple.
In fact, the personality is definitely higher than his plastic black sword.
And this kind of ability involving extremely fine manipulation is derived from the high level to the low level, that is to say, the strength of the monster with a big mouth must be much higher than it is now, and the level is at least a title.
Then of course Qin Yang wants to make this friend.
As for being ugly, I don't know what race it is, that's not a problem. When he made friends, his appearance was never a reference option.
It's not about finding a wife. Whether she looks good or not is none of your business.
Besides, maybe in the race of monsters with big mouths, his face may still be a super handsome guy.
Qin Yang persuaded himself a few words, and then looked at the ugly and abstract appearance of the monster with a big mouth, he just saw a little cuteness that could be put together: the head is big and the body is small.
"Senior, why don't you think about it again? If you really don't want to join the Taoist sect, then let's create a new sect. You can be the head, and I can be the deputy head."
"" The monster with a big mouth had nothing to say, and said in his heart that Taoists are indeed all strange freaks.
"Senior, if you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence, and the new sect will be called Daqin."
"Why is it called Daqin?" The monster with a big mouth was taken away, and his train of thought began to wander.
"If you take the word 'Da', as for me, I am more nostalgic and do not forget my roots. I was born in Qin, so I will use the word 'Qin'. And don't you think that Da Qin sounds much better than David?"
"No, why do you want to establish a sect" The big mouth monster only realized now, no, why did you start discussing the establishment of a sect, and never agreed to establish a sect at all.
"Come on, chief master, since we are all on our own, I will not be polite. You also know that I used to be a preacher, so I know a little bit about everything. Let me see the wound on the chief master, maybe I have a way."
Qin Yangquan pretended not to hear what the big-mouth monster said, and floated on top of the big-mouth monster's head.
On the back of his head, there was a deep palm print, which contained power, like a bright light in the dark night, Qin Yang had already seen it when he first came here.
However, the monster with a big mouth didn't seem to respond, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured.bsp; The power Qin Yang slashed directly passed through Shura's attack and hit Shura directly.
Shura's expression froze for a moment, his eyes became empty, and he seemed to have forgotten the battle.
And his power cut off Qin Yang's arm, Qin Yang did not retreat but advanced, and landed another blow, which hit Shura's forehead.
At the same time, at the arm that was severed, a phantom arm appeared, and it recovered from the phantom, and pressed a hand on Shura's face.
Shura's eyes were empty, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The rib sword in his hand pierced Qin Yang's heart.
"We are all dead, melon skin, there is no life to be beheaded."
Qin Yang also showed a smile, and a silence imprinted on Shura's face.
The power on Shura's body paused slightly, and the surging speed plummeted instantly, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to move an inch.
The power poured into Qin Yang's body is also like viscous mercury, and the speed of flow becomes extremely slow.
Can't be completely silent, but that's not important anymore.
Taking risks close to his body and gaining a little time for extreme weakening is enough for Qin Yang to do a lot of things.
The plastic black sword in Qin Yang's hand pierced into Shura's body like an illusion, but Shura's body was not injured at all.
He yelled in horror, and his eyes instantly became blank. At this moment, all memories and thoughts were wiped out, and Qin Yang's whole body's strength exploded completely.
He himself didn't know how strong he already was, so he burst out in one breath and strengthened his physical strength.
The supernatural powers of the physical body, the golden core is solidified, and the strength of the physical body is strengthened to the extreme.
Perhaps no one knows now, but he first took the road of physical training.
Moreover, he entered the realm of the dead in the flesh.
Competing with each other, who is afraid of whom.
Forehead bumped forehead, bumped headfirst!
With a muffled bang, Shura's forehead instantly collapsed.
Qin Yang's face was ferocious, and he bumped into it again.
No matter what power or supernatural power he has, if he doesn't know it, just use the purest power and get it done.
After three blows, Shura's head disappeared, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into a mess like black oil.
The black oil rolled up along Qin Yang's arm, swallowing Qin Yang directly.
On the other side, Dazui, who was making a settlement with the gray bald head, saw this, his anger rose slowly, he shook his body, and drew thousands of feet of his real body.
Now he didn't dislike it anymore, he directly devoured the power of the gray bald head, like crazy, and pressed the gray bald head back.
On the other side, Mo Rushan fought against the rest of the people alone. His momentum was like a mountain, and he attacked indiscriminately in a wide range when he made a move, but he was able to stop it.
Inside the black oil, it is like a chaotic and twisted world.
Qin Yang held the plastic black sword in his hand and smiled.
"It's not dead, besides, you swallowed me in, isn't it courting death?"
Qin Yang slashed across with his sword, cutting off all distortions and chaos, everything he saw was annihilated.
All the way to the deepest point.
He finally saw something that wasn't distorted.
It's like a small room, and Shura inside is looking crazy, studying something.
Qin Yang stood there quietly and looked down.
After Shura participated in the research for an unknown period of time, it seemed that a little inspiration fell from the sky.
He woke up from his madness and laughed.
"That's it! That's it, I finally figured it out." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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