So, after knocking Lin Yuheng down with a flurry of punches, Qingtong's fists rained down on the bodies and faces of Wei Changqing and others.
I should have left earlier, shouldn't have listened to Lin Wanli's nonsense, and shouldn't have been greedy. I regretted it, Wei Changqing regretted it.
But there is no regret medicine in the world, and it's too late to say anything now.
Their cultivation is only at the initial stage of the transformation of the spirit, and it is the initial stage of the transformation of the spirit that is infused with elixirs. Their ability to withstand blows is not as good as Lin Yuheng.
With just a few punches, they were knocked to the ground by Qingtong, and then screamed and joined the team rolling on the ground.
Of course, Qingtong didn't forget Lin Wanli in her "busy schedule".
The old man is stronger, more fun, and less likely to be played to death. That is the focus of her care.
Every time Lin Wanli just got up, the fist like a stone hammer would appear out of thin air and hit him in the face again mercilessly.
And when he fell to the ground, the fist disappeared immediately and ran to greet others, but as soon as he recovered some strength, it would fall on his face again.
So, since the first time he fell to the ground, Lin Wanli never stood up again. He got up again and again, fell down again and again, got up again, and fell down again, over and over again endlessly.
For a group of powerful people who have reached the state of transformation or even fusion, this corridor is actually not that long. Under normal circumstances, they can step through it with a big step. But for Lin Wanli and others at this time, it is no different from purgatory on earth.
Unable to move forward or backward, the only thing they can do is to get beaten, and continue to get beaten.
In the small hall at the other end of the corridor, Gu Qingxi looked at the tumbling figures and listened to the desperate screams, and couldn't help wiping his forehead.
It turned out that this was Qingtong's new way of playing: beating the dog behind closed doors.
Although it is not difficult for Qingtong to deal with Lin Wanli and others with her strength, she was severely injured by the demons in her early years. She has been wandering around with the turbulence of space in recent years. Not all the worlds she has been to are suitable for cultivation, such as the earth.
Therefore, her injuries have not been healed until now, and her strength is far from recovering to the strongest state.
If they were to fight outside the corridor, and Lin Wanli and others fled in
all directions when they saw the situation was not good, Qingtong would really not be able to stop them, but now they are closing the door to beat the dog, then no one can escape. Speaking of it, it is also their own fault. Even if they guessed that the ban was invalid, couldn't they come in one by one? They had to rush in in a swarm. Isn't this clearly giving Qingtong food?
Gu Qingxi covered her face and couldn't bear to watch any more.
"Yuheng, go!" Lin Wanli suddenly let out a sad roar.
Go? It's like this, do you think he can still leave? Gu Qingxi pouted secretly.
She knew Qingtong's personality very well. If the little girl went crazy, no one except her could make her stop, not even Shen Mengli.
At this time, she certainly couldn't stop it, otherwise how could she explain to Lin Wanli and others?
Gu Qingxi obviously underestimated Lin Wanli. While shouting that sentence, he took out a basket from the storage bag.
That's right, it was a basket, and it was a flower basket.
As Lin Wanli quickly cast the spell, the exotic flowers in the basket bloomed one after another, and the flowers were so beautiful that they were dripping with water.
Such an old man with a lot of white hair and beard, the magic weapon he used was actually a flower basket?
What's more incongruous is that this old man has a big pig head that even his own mother can't recognize. This scene looks really funny, but Gu Qingxi didn't laugh.
Semi-artifact! This flower basket is actually a semi-artifact.
If it were just like this, it wouldn't be too threatening to Qingtong. But Gu Qingxi could feel that the method of refining this semi-artifact was different from that of ordinary magic tools.
It was not very powerful when used against ordinary cultivators or monsters, but it was multiplied when used against spirits.
Unfortunately, although Qingtong had already taken shape, he was still a spirit in essence. Qingtong
also sensed the danger, and when he saw Lin Wanli take out the flower basket magic tool, he hit him with another heavy hammer.
But his action was still a little slow after all, and just when that punch was about to hit Lin Wanli's face, he also played the last magic formula.
Red, purple, blue, yellow, white... colorful petals fell all over the sky like flowers scattered by a fairy.
The petals fluttered and swirled, and actually formed a colorful flower column, flying towards the huge fist surrounded by green light.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the flower column broke into pieces, turned into colorful streamers and disappeared in front of his eyes.
"Ah..." At the same time, there was also a scream with a child's voice.
A little girl of about eleven or twelve years old slowly appeared in front of everyone. Her facial features were delicate and pretty, and she had a cute pigtail on her head, just like an innocent girl next door.
But her skin was as white as paper, without the healthy rosy color of girls of the same age.
At this time, she swung her right hand and raised her eyebrows to look at Lin Wanli. Her eyes were completely inconsistent with her appearance. Not only was she not innocent and cute, but she was murderous.
"You dare to fight back, a mere ant, you dare to fight back!" Qingtong roared angrily, and her voice was as cold as ice.
Not good! Gu Qingxi's heart sank.
Others probably haven't noticed Qingtong's abnormality, but she can see at a glance that there is a thin crack on her right hand, and there is a faint spiritual power emanating from it.
Lin Wanli's flower basket is really powerful. It actually hurt Qingtong. Now things are a bit tricky.
Demonic spirits are different from demonic beasts. They believe that they are born from the essence of the sun and the moon, which contains the spirit of heaven and earth. They usually do not take humans seriously, and Qingtong is the "best" among them.
In her opinion, most humans are physically fragile and cunning, and they are even more humble than ants.
There are only a few human cultivators such as Gu Qingxi and Shen Mengli who are exceptions. Even the other Tianjuns besides Shen Mengli are not much stronger than ants.
In her eyes, Lin Wanli, a combined cultivator, is of course a worker ant among ants, the lowest class.
If Lin Wanli had been beaten honestly and screamed and rolled around honestly, she would have had enough fun and it would not matter if he was let go, but this ant actually dared to fight back and actually hurt her.
For a demonic spirit born from the essence of the sun and the moon, which contains the spirit of heaven and earth, what a shame this is, and how angry she should be!
After shaking his arms a few times, Qingtong clenched his fists again, and blue flames burned in his clear eyes.
Lin Wanli was still unaware of the danger, and looked at the little girl in front of him in a daze.
Beside him, Lin Yuheng and others finally got a brief respite, and looked at the little girl in shock.
They thought they had accidentally triggered the ban left by Mengli Tianjun, so they had such a tragic fate.
When they saw the little girl appear, no matter how stupid they were, they knew they were wrong.
Everything had nothing to do with the ban, and this little girl was the mastermind behind it!
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