Muyan's heart sank little by little.
You don't need to ask to know that this person must be from Xiuxian Continent.
Only some people in the Immortal Cultivation Continent are so clear about the successor of the Kagami Musician.
As for the Continent of Comprehension, there are at most a little legend left behind.
It is just a fantasy to find out from her battle that she is the descendant of a Kagura master.
Qin Qingye looked at her ugly face with satisfaction, with a relaxed and leisurely expression: "Jun Muyan, I advise you not to try to resist."
"Perhaps in the eyes of these wastes in the Cultivation Continent, you are very powerful, but in my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant. If you don't want the inheritance of the Kagura master in your mind, if you don't want to leak my breath to let the people above People realize that I only need one finger to crush you to death casually."
Muyan looked at him coldly, without speaking.
Qin Qingye flew down slowly, grabbed her chin, and showed a surprised expression, "It's a pity to kill such a beautiful face. Why don't you follow me? As long as you obediently keep your spirit Hand over all the musician's inheritance, and I will take you back to the Cultivation Continent. There is a paradise for monks, and no one can go there if they want to."
"As long as you are obedient and serve me well, I can promise to take you up..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Qingye took a few steps back abruptly.
After standing still, he touched his cheek with a sullen face.
A piece of his left cheek was cut off.
Qin Qingye's face suddenly darkened: "Jun Muyan, are you toasting or not, do you want to have a fine wine?"
Muyan sneered and shook her head: "I'm so sorry, facing your disgusting face, I can't even eat the toast and fine wine."
Qin Qingye's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent: "Little girl, don't you cry when you see the coffin? Okay, then I'll wait for you to kneel on the ground and beg me for a while!"
As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand.
Suddenly the meat ball above vibrated violently, and even those silk threads also vibrated violently.
Then, a familiar slapping sound came from Muyan's ears.
What followed was a disgusting rancid smell.
A rotten that is ten times bigger than the rotten just now appeared in front of Muyan.
Muyan's pupils shrank, and said in a deep voice: "Fuqiu's body."
Qin Qingye sat on top of the meat ball, watched the show, and said leisurely: "I said just now, most of what I told you is true."
"Your thunderbolt, thunder and fire may be able to deal with the clone of Fuqiu, but if you want to deal with the body of Fuqiu, heh, it's just a joke."
"Also, there is one more point." Qin Qingye tapped lightly on the fleshy ball under his body, "I also said that the so-called door of death is actually a kind of femininity. Combined, it will disappear even to the last weakness."
The moment Qin Qingye hit it, countless silk threads shot out from the meat ball and shot at Fuqiu.
Soon, the Fuqiu, which was just a lump of soft mud, began to slowly change its shape, growing a body and limbs.
Its body is still covered with mud that can carbonize flesh and blood and devour spiritual power.
On the head is a pair of greedy mung bean eyes, staring at Muyan, as if staring at the most delicious food.
Qin Qingye said coldly: "I gave you a chance. If you were willing to surrender just now, I would give you a chance. It's a pity that you gave up. Now, you can only become the fodder of the rot... as long as you swallow Without you, the enchantment will soon be corroded, and I can get what I want, hahahaha... "