"boom."
The aura on Qiu Ping's body expanded again, and the [Eight-Armed Maha Seal] was activated at the same time, blessing his body with infinite power.
After absorbing the power from the whirling golden bowl, he has completely mastered the second level of this method of "reversing worries".
This second level can subdue all kinds of desires in the heart and transform them into powerful strength, coupled with the amazing divine power he possesses.
With the blessing of several layers of power, every move Qiu Ping makes has great power!
The young man thought that the blow just now was Qiu Ping's limit, but he didn't expect that the ferociousness of this second move was more than double the previous one. After the second impact, his seven swords let out a mournful cry and then disintegrated in all directions.
"Buzz!"
The young man's figure swayed, and he turned into phantoms in an instant, retreating a hundred feet back. Then he stretched out his hand and patted the sword plate in his hand, and the scattered swords flew like fishes, flying along the holes and into the sword plate.
He secretly felt distressed in his heart. If this sword plate was tempered properly, it would only take more than ten years to turn it into a real magic weapon.
But now that the origin has been injured, I don’t know how long it will take to recover.
"You stole my things and you want to run away!" Qiu Ping flicked his tail, drawing a black light in the void. One breath ago, he was still a hundred feet away, but after taking a breath, he was already in front of the young man.
As soon as the young man patted the door, a golden pill with vague purple meaning flew out and instantly froze the void around him.
Inside the pill pill, I could vaguely see a long, pure white snake circling around, like a god or a saint.
This is the [Condensing Pill] of the Demonic Immortal Way, which is approximately equivalent to the [Ancestral Aperture] opened by Qiu Ping.
Once the white snake is completely transformed, it will directly enter the realm of [Holy Infant] and have five hundred years of Taoism. At this point, he can already be called a great demon in the human world.
The white snake in the pill suddenly opened its eyes, a pair of eyes glowing like rubies.
"Three lives are destroyed."
The young man didn't expect the little loach to be so powerful, and he no longer felt contempt in his heart, so he immediately used his skills to keep the bottom of the box.
This method is the supreme magical power of Taisui Mountain, which is said to be able to kill three lives and erase the enemy's past, present and future.
Although his cultivation level is still shallow now, he can still damage the soul of his opponent. It can range from amnesia in mild cases to a state of regression in severe cases, which is very vicious.
"Buzz."
A red glow rose from the young man's pill, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.
He wanted to cut off a fragment of this little loach's past and make it lose that period of time forever!
In the boundless time and space between true and false, the red light went against time and headed towards a certain time point in the near future of Qiu Ping.
"cut!"
"Bang!" Before the red light could emit, Qiu Ping slapped the opponent's pill. With a faint flash of thunder, the aura on the pill instantly faded, along with the contents inside. The white snakes all succumbed.
Qiu Ping was a little confused. His ultimate move was so slow. He really thought my little loach was an NPC.
Originally, this pill was as strong as gold and would be extremely difficult to break unless it was one or two realms higher.
But Qiu Ping secretly used the priesthood of [Driving Clouds and Driving Thunder]. Although the power of thunder in it is not strong, the pills contain the practitioners' Yinshen, and thunder is their biggest nemesis.
After a slight shock, his soul became numb.
The young man's body trembled, and then his whole body's energy quickly withered. Originally there were only a few scales on his forehead, but in the blink of an eye, more and more scales appeared on his body, and even his limbs degenerated and disappeared.
Soon it turned into a big white snake and fell into the river.
After transforming into demons and immortals, most of the time, the spirits of the Demonic Immortal Path remain human. But once their strength is damaged, they can no longer maintain their own form and can only change into their original form.
Qiu Ping didn't care about the young man who left, but happily took the pile of large and small clay pots as his own.
After working hard for five days and five nights, I collected less than half of the water of the Fu River. But after defeating the White Snake boy, his gains suddenly increased more than twenty times.
The combined amount of water in these pots can fill at least ten Fu Rivers.
No wonder Qiu Ping likes this feeling of getting rich overnight so much.
Although Qiu Ping would not take the initiative to steal other people's things, since these were his trophies, he would be disrespectful.
"Let's go!"
Qiu Ping called the water gods from Changning County, each holding a clay pot, and he picked up the largest giant clay pot. He then pulled up the undercurrent and happily led the gods away from the Canglang River.
…
He Bo's eyelids twitched a few times as he looked at the large and small clay pots piled up on the ground and the expressions on the little loach's faces asking for credit.
Especially when he saw the Big Mac jar that stood out from the crowd, he fell silent.
"Did you snatch this back too?"
He Bo's fingers reaching for the Big Mac jar were obviously trembling.
"Lord He Bo, what are you talking about? What do you mean by robbery? This is my trophy!" Qiu Ping held the big jar and carefully corrected He Bo's wording mistakes.
He shook the jar vigorously. It contained water equivalent to four or five Fu Rivers.
This water is not only enough to irrigate Changning County, it is more than enough to flood the entire county.
"Do you know who this jar belongs to?" Hebo suddenly felt that his heart was a little blocked. He sent the little loach out to fight for water because there was no one available for the Fuhe Water God.
He himself is too young to fight head-on with his juniors.
In his expectation, it would be a great achievement for the little loach to get back a jar of water in the end. He just used this reason to upgrade its level by half a level.
But this little loach was too good, and he actually snatched a fifth-grade river god's clay pot back!
Damn it, fifth grade!
Those are existences on the same level as Yanhu Dragon Lord. They are basically earthly immortals who are about to become immortals, or who have already entered the immortal realm but are temporarily unable to ascend to Tianque.
"It belongs to a very stinky little white snake. He tried to snatch my pottery pot first, and then I fought back." Qiu Ping saw something wrong with He Bo's expression and tried to defend himself.
White Snake... If the boy's true form is White Snake, he is probably the descendant of the river god from the Yudai River in the northernmost part of Qingzhou.
The Yudai River is the largest tributary of the Canglang River. In terms of status and importance, Fuhe River cannot match it.
"It's okay, okay, the Jade Belt River God doesn't deal with Dragon Lord very much, and even he doesn't dare to come to Dragon Lord's territory to play tricks." He Bo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little Loach, don't go out far these days. Even if you want to go out, don't run north."
He Bo patted Qiu Ping's little head and said with some seriousness.
Since we can't afford to offend him, let's hide away.
I have something to do tonight. I only have 2,000 words left. The author will be in retreat tomorrow weekend to update.
(End of chapter)
