Therefore, Qi civilization even smiled: "Oriental ink, you blow it, I don't believe it, you really dare to tell me how I treat me, I tell you, don't say want to kill me, even if I lose a hair, you don't want to live, you don't forget who my big brother is!" 」

“Yes.”Oriental Moyin smiled coldly, "What kind of onion is your big brother, now I will let you know the power of my young master!"

The voice of Oriental ink has just fallen, Qi civilization has felt the general pressure of the mountains and the sea, and the three-level king of the three-level occult has really been suppressed by the seven-level occult king of Oriental ink, so that he can't resist!

Qi civilization in the heart of this suddenly a little cold, he just do not understand, the cultivation of the difference so much, how as if there is no opportunity to fight back, this is really not very scientific ah!

However, in the next second, let the Qi civilization be a little unspeakable!

Oriental ink used his own pressure so hard to suppress him, a trace can not move, and he himself raised his palm, "tip" sound is endless, oriental ink slap, as not money so hit, palms are hidden in the palm of the mine, although it is a small technique, but passively beaten the Qi civilization, the cheeks are already want, the black brown palm prints are darker and darker!

Twenty more slaps down, absolutely let the Qi civilization into a complete pig head, the color of the whole face has changed, the eyes have become a line, because the face of the swollen face has been fast sealed!

However, the Qi civilization is also a little bit of backbone, beaten by the Oriental ink, even did not make a painful cry, and even some tough words can be said in the mouth!

When Oriental Mo captured the voice of Qi civilization or relied on his brother Qi Wenliang, he suddenly sneered: "Yes, I remember that you said that I dare not take your life, even if you lose a hair, someone came to me to calculate the account."

Qi civilization does not know what the Oriental ink is going to do, with a pair of unusually frightened eyes to look at him, when he saw the cold smile of the eastern ink lip horn, Qi civilization some legs and belly turned: "You ... what you want to do."

“Why, when it comes to your life?”You weren't very strong."Oriental ink sneered, "I tell you, Qi civilization, what I despise most is that you are a dog fighting human strength, I now began to pull out your hair, when your hair is gone, no one has come to save you, I will take your life!" 」

In the Nine Dark House, there are not many people who actually come up and say that they want the life of others, although all these disciples are very proud of each other, no one is convinced, but the real start, the other side of the people killed is really not many, because after the divine escape, can continue to cultivate the magic practice, but it is only a heavy hit, every time at this time, no one will be killed, after all, at this time, the elders of the Nine Dark House will come out!

However, when a wisful of black hair is thrown high by the Oriental ink, people only feel the cold in their necks, and they all keep saying in their hearts that this goods are too raw, even if they beat the civilization, and now they really want the lives of others?Can the lily be good enough?The Lang Biaotian of the refining department is also very protective of the master and brother in his own department, and will not agree to it!

Everyone smells a taste called "trouble", but this handful of Oriental ink with the hair of Qi civilization does not feel at all!

Qi civilization is now not a little bit of bone like before, and now this boy has been scared and peeed, and there is a burst of pain on his scalp, so that his call is similar to that of killing pigs, and can be sent back to the Nine Dark House!

Oriental ink patted the head of the Qi civilization, which did not have a few hairs left: "Your big brother heard your cry, did you dare not come?"

The spirit of Qi civilization is painful, and the heart is also darkly thought, how can Big Brother not come!

The voice of Oriental Mo had not yet completely fallen, and a roar sounded behind the crowd: "Stop, let my brother go!"

Eastern Mo then stopped his hand: “Are you Qi Wenliang?”Your brother just wanted to die!”In the speech, the consciousness of Oriental Mo has swept through Qi Wenliang, and the third-level king has been known in his heart!

But the cultivation is re-cultivated, and the Oriental ink really knows that this Qi Wenliang breath is much thicker than the breath of his grass-bag brother, so Oriental Mo has also raised some of its vigilance, converged its own pressure, and pushed Qi Wenliang's civilization in front of Qi Wenliang!

Qi Wenliang looked at his brother's ugly appearance and suddenly burned in anger, after all, this is his own brother!

"Oriental Mo, you are really impatient, how dare you move my brother!"Qi Wenliang gently put the Qi civilization aside, and the ordinary disciples who followed him would naturally take good care of Qi civilization.

Oriental ink brows picked: "He is looking for a beating, this is no wonder I, you as a brother will go back to a good lesson your brother is better!" 」

Qi Wenliang will not listen to the Oriental Mo said so much, along the way, the ins and out of this thing he already knows very clearly, so do not have to ask, the full body of the spirit of a move, suddenly, the thick black spirit on the Oriental ink forced over, Oriental ink can not help but nodded, this Qi Wen bright breath is thick, it will be because of greed is less, at least his magic method of black spirit, although so much red spirit, but also so much redness.

Oriental ink also did not dare to slack off, once again stimulated a hint of their own blood, in the blink of an eye, the cultivation of Oriental ink has risen to the second level of the king!

This situation, even this Qi Wenliang is surprised, in front of this cultivator, so easy to improve their cultivation again?What kind of practice is this?

However, he is a fourth-level king, and he does not want to use his own technique: "Magic Star Fist!"There was a roar of Qi Wenliang, and countless shadows seemed to fall from the sky, instantly covering the eastern ink!

Seeing this kind of technique, Oriental Mo suddenly thought of the non-grading technique he had learned, which is the set of three-point swords created by the ancestors of the Sword Zong!

Against such a role, Oriental ink is really disdainful of using more techniques, so Oriental ink also roars, extending its palms, holding out the palm of your heart, between the fingers, a golden aura sword, the golden sword is waving, leaving a golden light, Oriental ink is also a low roar: "Sword Ask the sky!"

"Bang ..." after a sultry sound, followed by countless "when" metal collision sound, it can be seen that two people using the spirit of the condensed out of these attacks, has been like a steel sword shadow, if it falls on people, there will be no good results!

And after this fight, in fact, the victory and defeat have been seen, that is, people in the East Mo is very comfortable standing in the same place, but Qi Wenliang has retreated three steps, it is fair to stand!

“Shh...” Even Qi Wenliang could not accept, how did this guy do it, “What kind of cultivation do you?”

"How can you be more brain-dead than your brother, I use some means to improve my cultivation, you can't see that my real cultivation is in the seventh level of the emperor?" 」Oriental Mo said with disdainful smile, "When I led Lingling out, I still just broke through the seventh level of the emperor, everyone saw it!"

"This..." Qi Wenliang is in some can not accept, he is higher than he is really six re-repair, but also across a big realm, and his own attack was easily resolved by this boy?

“Why, someone insulted my brother?”It was a woman’s voice, but it sounded unusually impolite, something that emanated from the bones.

Everyone looked at the face, only to see that from behind the crowd came a woman, the woman wearing a black dress, the face slightly powdered, but did not block the anger on her face, the lips are still purple and black, this is the cultivation of magic practice unique color, the face is also cold, so that this woman looks very cold.

“This is... sister-in-law.”The onlookers suddenly had a small commotion, and this sister did not often come out to walk around on weekdays, perhaps because of Qi Wenliang's relationship!

When Oriental Mo heard people's comments, he also reflected who this woman was, hugged her shoulders and sneered slightly.

As soon as he saw the teacher Yingling, there was no panic!

“Sister Ying Ling.”The name of the teacher is very kind.

Shi Yingling also had no dissatisfaction at all, looked at Qi Wenliang, and then looked at Oriental Mo: "What's the matter?"There is a sense of majesty in the voice.

Qi Wenliang simply told the story of the story, Shi Yingling came to the front of the Oriental ink, the temperature shot out of the eyes is extremely cold temperature: "You follow me!"

Oriental Mo looked at Master Yingling as if he were talking to his younger brother and sister, and thought to himself, he did not know how many pounds he had, so Oriental Mo was very arrogant and asked: "Why?"

At this time, the little girl's blood can be terrified, just now Qi Wenliang she is not afraid, but this teacher Yingling can make all cultivator exercises people afraid, because she is the law enforcement department, the law enforcement department of the elder Kong Yuzhen, her entry disciple Yuan Zhenqing, and this access room disciple Ying Ling's hands, there are two soulbells, if they are honest in the nine underworlds, if they make mistakes, as long as they are honest, as long as they are honest, they will be honest.Think, it will be a layer of skin, that kind of torture of the divine is not a little pain!