Ye Qiao's hand holding the talisman trembled slightly: "..."
What the hell?
Not only was she stunned, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.
As this thing was pressing forward step by step, Ye Qiao was so scared that he almost thought he had killed its second uncle. In the end, it just performed a live blossoming performance?
His fist stiffened for a moment, and his soft voice tightened slightly, carrying a sharp murderous intent and coldness, "What are you doing? Kill her."
The Golden Lotus of Merit was obviously urged and hesitated for a long time. It chose to slowly circle in the sky.
"What are you doing?"
"Golden Lotus of Merit???" His voice was so loud that he almost broke down on the spot.
Seeing the constipated look on the Son of God's face, Ye Qiao below almost died of laughter.
Although he didn't understand what this guy was doing, Ye Qiao felt secretly happy when he saw the expression on the Son of God's face.
Ye Qiao himself couldn't figure out the situation, and the Son of God was even more confused. The lotus in his hand was passed down from generation to generation in Buddhism and Taoism. It was the Golden Lotus of Merit, the first of the four lotuses. It was contracted with him since he was a child, and its power was far greater than other spiritual weapons.
Over the past decade, he has never been defeated in competitions with disciples of the same age.
What kind of wind is blowing now?
Performing a flower show for Ye Qiao? Who are you trying to seduce?!
Ye Qiao had heard of the four great lotuses.
They are the Blue Lotus of Purification, the Golden Lotus of Merit, the Black Lotus of Destruction, and a Red Lotus of Chaos.
The innate spiritual weapon, the lotus born from heaven and earth, headed by this golden lotus, is indeed seeing is believing, it is indeed a deadly weapon.
Seeing that it chose to play dumb and spin around instead of hitting him, Ye Qiao said nothing and sent a message to the demon kings on the tree, "Knock that lotus down."
Ye Qiao wanted to dismantle it and study what it was.
Merit Golden Lotus: “…”
Innate spiritual weapons usually seek benefits and avoid harm, and it shuddered subconsciously.
Several demon kings in the air who received the order jumped down eagerly, and billowing smoke and dust covered the scenery in front of them.
The demon kings of various shapes returned to their original forms, and when they saw a group of Buddhist practitioners, they immediately drooled.
Buddhist practice.
The demons tried to avoid it, but it was a great tonic for the monsters. Suddenly, five monster kings showed up with interest. One monster swung its furry tail with interest and released the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Period. In an instant, the Buddhist practitioners who were showing off their might before were suppressed and their movements were shaky.
The demon king in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
They broke out in cold sweat.
The useless Merit Golden Lotus actually pretended to be dead at the critical moment. The Son of God suddenly took the lotus back into his palm. The Buddhist cultivator next to him swallowed his saliva calmly and said, "Son of God, this situation doesn't seem good."
It's not just bad, it's very bad.
The five demon kings in the Spiritualization Stage looked at them as if they were fish on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered. The Spiritualization Stage versus the Golden Core Stage, a crushing battle without any suspense. The best option was to retreat. If they retreated now, they still had a chance to leave.
However, the Son of God clenched his palms tightly, looked at Ye Qiao, and said in a lower voice, "But I will not be satisfied if I don't get rid of her."
He curled his lips and said briefly, "Besides, Ye Qiao has countless spiritual weapons in his hands. Don't you want to take them for yourself?"
The treasure in her hand is really eye-catching.
They are not the only ones in the world of cultivation who know that Ye Qiao has multiple spiritual weapons. Is it that they don’t want them?
Mainly because I can’t beat him.
Those who are stronger than her are not as coquettish as her, and those who are coquettish than her are not as stronger as her.
Of course, I've never seen anyone who can play better than her.
The Son of God was a little confused. Why was she so lucky to get so many good things so easily?
The five demon kings surrounded the Buddhists like arrows shot from a bow. Their movements were so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch them. They approached little by little, and the oppression and fear gradually devoured them. The only golden lotus that could be used became a beautiful waste at the critical moment. The Son of God stared at the lotus in his hand and looked at Ye Qiao. He seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly sneered and raised his voice: "Ye Qiao, you can only get to where you are today by relying on good luck."
All he could think of was that Ye Qiao was lucky, otherwise why wouldn't the Golden Lotus of Merit be useful at the critical moment?
And why did the demon kings appear at such a coincidence?
It’s just that Ye Qiao is lucky enough.
"I relied on luck?" All right, Ye Qiao admitted. After all, if everyone present didn't have a bit of luck, they wouldn't have come this far and would have died in some corner. "Then what about your goddess Yun Que? She seems to have good luck too."
Don’t think she didn’t realize that he was a true fan of Yunque. She never expected that Yunque actually had true fans.
"Xiao Que certainly can't rely on luck like you." He said as a matter of course, "She naturally relies on her own ability."
After saying this, the young man's light golden eyes were cold and showed a bit of contempt, "Not everyone will be as lucky as you."
Ye Qiao: “…”
I can go to your place!
"Xiao Ai, can you help me kill him?"
She covered her chest, feeling grief-stricken: "He slandered me!"
She wanted to report this trash son of God for affecting the mental health of young people in the cultivation world.
Mu Li: “…” No, you are sick. Do we have a good relationship? Do you want me to help you get revenge?
Of course, Ye Qiao just said it casually. She was determined to make everyone unhappy. Mu Li was obviously unhappy, so she felt a little better.
The Dark Book is the treasure of the Sword-Asking Sect, and the Half Moon Crossbow is a spiritual weapon she obtained through trials. The remaining Ghost King Tower and the Water Spiritual Weapon, one from the Ghost Realm and the other from the Dragon Palace, were all obtained by her own ability.
Why is it that if Yun Que got the spiritual weapon it was destiny, but if she got it it was just luck?
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