So, after knocking Lin Yuheng over with a flurry of punches, Qingtong's fists fell like raindrops on the bodies and faces of Wei Changqing and others.
You should really leave early, you shouldn't listen to Lin Wanli's nonsense, and you shouldn't touch the greedy ones. Regret, Wei Changqing regrets it.
But there is no regret in the world about taking medicine, and it is too late to say anything now.
Their cultivation has only reached the early stage of divine transformation, and they are still in the early stage of divine transformation through elixirs. Their ability to withstand attacks is not as good as Lin Yuheng's.
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 did not forget Lin Wanli even in her busy schedule.
The old man was stronger, more fun, and less likely to be killed. That was her main focus.
Every time Lin Wanli stood up, that stone hammer-like fist would appear out of thin air and hit him mercilessly in the face again.
And when he fell to the ground, the fist disappeared immediately and ran to greet others, but as soon as he regained some strength, it would fall on his face again.
So, from the first time he fell to the ground, Lin Wanli never stood up again. Getting up again and again, falling down again, getting up again, falling again, over and over again endlessly.
For a group of powerful people who have transformed into gods or even merged into one body, this corridor is actually not that long. Normally, they can walk through it in one big step. But for Lin Wanli and others at this time, it was no different than purgatory on earth.
Unable to move forward or retreat, the only thing they could do was to get beaten and keep getting beaten.
In the small hall at the other end of the corridor, Gu Qingxi looked at the rolling figures and listened to the desperate screams, and couldn't help but wipe her forehead.
It turns out that this is Qingtong's new way of playing: beating the dog behind closed doors.
Although with Qingtong's strength, it is not difficult to deal with Lin Wanli and others, after all, he was severely injured by the demons in his early years. He has been wandering around with the turbulence of space in these years, and not all the worlds he went to are suitable for cultivation, such as the earth.
Therefore, her injuries have not healed yet, and her strength is far from being restored to its strongest state.
If the attack was outside the corridor and Lin Wanli and the others fled in all directions when the situation was bad, Qingtong really wouldn't be able to keep them, but if the door was closed and the dog was beaten, no one would be able to escape.
Speaking of which, they blame themselves. Even if they guess that the ban has expired, can't they come in one by one? They had to rush in like a swarm of swarms. Wasn't this a clear way to deliver food to Qingtong?
Gu Qingxi covered her face and couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"Yu Heng, let's go!" Lin Wanli suddenly let out a sad roar.
Walk? After everything is like this, do you think he can still leave? Gu Qingxi curled her lips secretly.
She knew very well what kind of temper Qingtong had. If that little girl went crazy, no one except her would be able to calm her down, not even Shen Mengli.
At this time, she definitely couldn't stop it, otherwise how would she explain it to Lin Wanli and others?
Gu Qingxi obviously underestimated Lin Wanli. When he shouted those words, he took out a basket from his storage bag.
Yes, it is a basket, and it is also a flower basket.
As Lin Wanli played the magic formula quickly, strange flowers bloomed one after another in the basket, and the flowers were clustered in delicate and beautiful colors.
Such a bad old man with a lot of gray hair and beard, the magic weapon he uses is actually a flower basket?
What's even more inconsistent is that the old man is wearing a big pig head that even his own mother can't recognize. This scene looks really funny, but Gu Qingxi doesn't laugh.
Semi-artifact! This flower basket is actually a semi-artifact.
If that were the case, there wouldn't be much of a threat to Qingtong. But Gu Qingxi could feel that the refining method of this semi-divine weapon was different from ordinary magic weapons.
It is not very powerful when used to deal with ordinary monks or monsters, but when used to deal with spirits, the power is doubled.
Unfortunately, although Qingtong has been spiritually formed, she is still a spiritual body in essence.
Qingtong also sensed the danger. When he saw Lin Wanli taking out the flower basket magic weapon, he hit him with another heavy hammer.
But the movement was still a little slow after all. Just when the punch was about to hit Lin Wanli's face, he also fired the last spell.
Red, purple, blue, yellow, white... colorful petals are scattered all over the sky like a goddess scattering flowers.
The petals fluttered and whirled, forming a colorful column, flying towards the huge fist surrounded by green light.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the flower column split into pieces and disappeared into colorful streams of light.
"Ah..." At the same time, there was a scream with a childish voice.
A little girl of eleven or twelve years old slowly appeared in front of everyone. Her facial features were delicate, pretty, and childlike. She also had cute pigtails on her head, just like an innocent girl next door.
But her skin color is as white as paper, without any trace of the healthy rosiness of girls of the same age.
At this time, she was waving her right hand and looking at Lin Wanli with raised eyebrows. Her eyes were completely inconsistent with her appearance. Instead of being innocent and cute, she was filled with murderous intent.
"How dare you fight back? A mere ant actually dares to fight back!" Qingtong roared angrily, and his voice was as cold as ice.
not good! Gu Qingxi's heart sank.
Others may not have noticed the strangeness of Qingtong, but she could see at a glance that there was a thin crack on her right hand, and there was faint spiritual power escaping from it.
Lin Wanli's flower basket was really powerful, and it actually hurt Qingtong. Now things got a little tricky.
Demon spirits are different from monster beasts. They believe that they are born from the essence of the sun and the moon, the spirit of heaven and earth. They usually do not take human beings seriously, and Qingtong is the "best" among them.
In her opinion, the vast majority of human beings are physically fragile and have cunning and despicable temperaments, making them even meaner than ants.
The only exceptions are Gu Qingxi, Shen Mengli and a handful of other human monks. Even the other heavenly monarchs besides Shen Mengli are no better than ants.
In her eyes, Lin Wanli, a fused monk, was of course a worker ant among ants, the one with the lowest status.
If Lin Wanli was beaten honestly, screamed and rolled around, she would have had enough of it and it would be okay to let him go. But this ant actually dared to fight back and actually hurt her.
For a demon spirit born from the essence of the sun and moon, the spirit of heaven and earth, what a shame this must be, and how angry she must be!
After shaking his arms a few times, Qingtong clenched his fists again, and green flames burned in his clear eyes.
Lin Wanli didn't realize the danger yet, but looked at the little girl in front of him in confusion.
Beside them, Lin Yuheng and others finally got a brief respite and looked at the little girl in shock.
I thought that I accidentally touched the restriction left by Mengli Tianjun, so I met such a tragic fate.
When they saw the little girl appear, no matter how stupid they were, they knew they were wrong.
Everything has nothing to do with the ban, this little girl is the mastermind behind it!
