When Qing Wu heard that old man Qingdi would no longer exist, she had extremely complicated feelings.
"Is there no way to have the best of both worlds? Sacrificing him in exchange for the growth of the four of us doesn't make much money from this deal."
Fan You shook his head. Seeing this, Qing Wu was silent for a moment and said nothing more.
The arrow has already left the bow. There is no point in saying more. We might as well seize the time.
Qing Wu rolled up her sleeves and stared at Fan You provocatively: "Come on, how do you want to fight?"
"You are so fragile now, can you withstand a slap from me?"
"Father~"
Hearing Qingwu's call of "Father", a smile spread in Fanyou's eyes. His expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and Qingwu's expression changed slightly.
Her Judge's Pen, Qingming Lamp and even the Iris Ghost Seal all flew out from her body and floated beside Fan You.
Qing Wu blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled: "It's quite interesting. Old man, I didn't learn this trick from you, how can I do it?"
"How come you are so fragile and strong now?"
Fan You: "Your way of fighting is too reckless, relying entirely on the strength of your own soul, but you haven't dug deep enough into your own source of power, and you haven't refined it enough."
If someone else had said this to Qing Wu, Qing Wu would probably have stepped on him.
The voice was changed to Fan You, and Qing Wu said nothing.
She had always felt puzzled in the past. Although old Fan You was the first ghost born after the appearance of the Netherworld, she was the incarnation of the consciousness of the underworld. Since she was a child, she had never won a fight with Fan You.
"If that's the case, I can't withstand a single punch from you. Shasha, I'm not your opponent."
Fan You chuckled and said, "It's you."
"I died too early to teach you this lesson. Fortunately, it's not too late now."
When Fan You's voice fell, Qing Wu saw him pinch his hands to form a magic seal that she had never seen before. The next moment, Qing Wu saw the abyss appear behind Fan You and saw the rolling yellow spring.
The scenes of the underworld converge, stretching from Fengdu City down through Luofeng Mountain for thousands of miles, passing the Ten Palaces of Yama to the myriad hells of all sizes.
The scenes of the underworld all appeared behind Fan You, and Qing Wu saw a pair of familiar ghost eyes.
The Four Ghost Emperors, the Ten Kings of Hell, the day and night ghosts...all the ghosts were staring at her.
All eyes were focused and all strength gathered into a black shadow. The iris ghost seal fell on the shadow's brow. In an instant, the shadow solidified, and the red skirt wrapped around the body as if the human skin had just been peeled off. The shadow held a lantern in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, standing in front of Fan You.
Fan You: "This shadow ghost was transformed by the underworld using the power of your soul, and all your soul power is in it, shaking..."
Fan You paused, and couldn't help laughing: "Be careful, you're going to get beaten."
"You are gloating over other people's misfortune, right, Lao Dong--" Before Qing Wuqi finished scolding, Shadow Ghost, holding Mo Shu, approached.
Qing Wu leaned back until her body was almost level with the mirror, and the ink ink almost sliced across her nose. The next moment, a terrifying pressure came crashing down. It was the Iris Ghost Seal that transformed into the Ghost King Mountain, pressing down from above her head.
Qing Wu rolled sideways to avoid it, but the Qingming Karma Fire transformed into a wall of fire that surrounded her again, and countless soul-binding chains emerged from under the mirror, trying to entangle her.
The murderous intent all around her instantly overwhelmed her.
The next moment, the red lotus fire suddenly appeared and exploded everything.
The shadow ghost retreated a few meters, and Qing Wu's figure reappeared, her skirt was flaming, her hair was disheveled, she looked a little dishevelled, and the smile on her face was excited but a little crazy.
"Using my spear to attack my shield, it's very interesting."
"But taking my soul power doesn't mean you can learn my Red Lotus Karma Fire." Qing Wu looked at Fan You: "Father, you made this thing, there is no room for improvement."
Fan You smiled but said nothing.
The next moment, Qing Wu saw the shadow ghost take a step forward, and a red lotus appeared under his feet.
She raised her eyebrows, hmm...
Fan You: "You can do it."
"Once you learn it, it can learn it right away. It is your strength."
Qing Wu looked at him expressionlessly: "You could have said this earlier."
Fan You: "I told you that you were going to get beaten."
Countless red lotuses collided with each other, and in the chaos, Qing Wu was punched in the corner of her mouth.
She instantly flew into a rage: "This bastard actually hit me in the face! This is definitely not something he learned from me!"
"Damn it! Keep hitting my face!"
"Father! Old man! Fan You!!"
"This thing... ahhh! It's despicable! I'm angry!!"
Fanyou sat in the distance, looking at his beating daughter, Youyou sighed: "I'm still getting beaten up."
…
Another place is in the mirror.
Mi Yan touched his bald head and his whole body was shaking.
Emperor Xuan held a large bundle of peacock feathers in his hand, which he tied into a large and cool feather fan. "I saw you swinging a feather fan around before, it was really annoying."
"But your bird feathers look pretty good when tied into a fan."
Emperor Xuan waved his feather fan, with black qi swirling around him. He stared at Mi Yan with ill intentions: "I forgot to tell you, where my black qi passes, no grass will grow."
Mi Yan tensed up: "What do you mean?"
Emperor Xuan laughed viciously: "What I mean is, if you don't dodge quickly in the next round, you will become a bald chicken and have no hair forever!"
Mi Yan:!!!
A peacock can die, but a dog cannot become bald!!
"Shao Heng! I'll fuck your ancestors!!"
Xuan Shaoheng's ancestor, the Emperor, raised his eyebrows and looked at the image of the Ming King that appeared behind Mi Yan.
The peacock was pure white and magnificent, but its head was bald, as if it had been chopped off by a sickle on the grass, leaving very little hair on its head.
One golden statue after another was stacked up, a total of ten, making the Vajra King's appearance look both majestic and noble.
Emperor Xuan stroked his chin, threw away the feather fan he had just tied, and smiled brightly: "Sure enough, the peacock's tail feathers are the most beautiful."
Mi Yan's face twitched and she suddenly felt her butt was cold.
At this moment, he sincerely wanted to say something to all the women in the world: when looking for a man, you really have to check your ancestors three, four, six, seven, eight generations!
Otherwise you will never know how perverted the other person's ancestors were!
…
Bang.
Yun Zheng didn’t know how many times he had been knocked down.
His nose and face were swollen and it was almost unrecognizable from his original appearance. Before he could even get up from the ground, countless vines came towards him and whipped him.
If the whip hit him hard, he would either be turned into a top or into a dried noodle.
But it was difficult for Yun Zheng to get up at this moment, and he didn't know where his Hongmeng Bone Sword had been blown away.
Taiyi stood on the towering tree, looking down coldly, as if the one being beaten was not his own son.
At the critical moment, a flower flew out of Yun Zheng's arms.
Yun Zheng's pupils widened, and the flower suddenly transformed into a phantom of a cute and innocent goddess. The little goddess stood in front of Yun Zheng and said angrily: "Don't bully the stupid Zheng! Otherwise, I will eat you!"
The little goddess bit the vine and her cheeks immediately swelled up like a hamster. Before she could swallow it, more vines came.
The little goddess chewed and chewed frantically, and when she saw more vines coming, she panicked and turned around to hug Yun Zheng to help him block them.
The next moment, she was pulled into a hot embrace. The man held her and rolled to the side quickly. Yun Zheng was whipped several times, but strength suddenly burst out from his body.
"Hongmeng!"
The Hongmeng Bone Sword flew through the air and blocked the attack from the vines.
Yun Zheng finally had time to catch his breath, and roughly pressed the little goddess' head into his arms: "Who told you to come out! Turn yourself back into a flower and stay here!"
Miaofa whimpered and stuffed her mouth full of food. She finally swallowed the vine, pushed Yun Zheng's hand away, looked at him, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
"Wow... Stupid Zheng, you are... wow... so ugly now! Oh!"
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