Happy villain Qin Hao

Chapter 105 Don't Run, I'm Really Not a Bad Person



"Um!!"

Qin Feng quickly stood up and felt a gust of wind blowing.

Without waiting for Qin Feng to react, he saw three young ladies suddenly appearing in front of him. They were so handsome that they dare not say that they are beautiful, but they are also rare beauties in the world.

"What are you!?"

Qin Feng could tell at a glance that they were not human, and quickly pinched out Dawei Tianlong's instructions.

"Little brother, what is this for!?"

The three young ladies covered their lips and laughed, and began to introduce themselves.

The young lady in red felt pitiful when I saw it: "My name is Zhenzhen!"

Miss Huangyi pouted and said, "My name is Lianlian!"

The young lady in white stuck out her tongue mischievously, "My name is Aiai!"

"What a familiar name!?"

Seeing the other party approaching with a smile on his face, Qin Feng decisively used Dawei Tianlong.

joke!

He didn't even have Zhang's marriage certificate, and wanted to seduce him with his beauty. Didn't he know that Qin Feng had the qualifications of a prime minister? ?

Ow! !

The sound of the dragon chant resounded through the sea of ​​flowers, and the mighty Tianlong rose into the sky.

After more than a month of gestation with the Dragon Ball and the Buddha's relic, the image of Dawei Tianlong is even more sacred and inviolable. Not only is the Buddha's light shining all over his body, but he also releases powerful dragon power, and his lethality is also stronger than before.

"Dzogchen's Buddhist magic!"

The three young ladies were a little surprised. They didn't expect Qin Feng to be a Buddhist disciple.

But even if Qin Feng created the god-level exercises of Buddhism at a young age, his cultivation at the third level of Taoism would not pose any threat to them.

Boom! !

I saw Dawei Tianlong smashing its tail, violent roar resounded in the sea of ​​flowers, and the energy storm swept across the sea of ​​flowers, causing countless red petals to slowly fall from the sky.

"what!!"

Qin Feng's eyes widened, as if seeing a ghost.

I saw the three young ladies standing in place without dodging, and the Taiwei Tianlong's tail just passed through the three of them without causing any harm to them at all.

"Stinky boy, shame on your face!"

The faces of the three young ladies suddenly turned frosty, and terrifying soul fluctuations swept across the world.

The originally sunny sea of ​​flowers changed color in an instant, and countless red petals were flying in the air, as if the end of the world had come early.

this moment--

Qin Feng felt as if he was in a small boat, sailing in a storm, and the boat crashed at some point.

"go to hell!"

The three young ladies yelled with cold faces, and an overwhelming soul attack swept out, submerging Qin Feng directly in the sea of ​​soul attacks.

Bang! !

It can't be said that the opponent's soul attack is harmless, at least it hurts a little bit more than the chalk head thrown by the teacher.

"This is the end!?"

Qin Feng rubbed his head, as if nothing happened.

"how is this possible!!"

The three young ladies stared wide-eyed, and they were dumbfounded on the spot.

Not to mention their soul attacks, not to mention the third level of cultivation, even the monks of the ninth level of Yuan Dan can kill them instantly, but why Qin Feng has nothing to do with it! ?

"What the hell are they!?"

Qin Feng frowned and looked at the three of them.

He didn't feel any evil spirit, but he possessed a powerful soul attack.

"come out!!"

The three young ladies quickly calmed down, pinched out one finger after another and punched it into the ground, as if they were waking up something.

Boom! !

The ground under the sea of ​​flowers began to shake, and zombies with pale faces crawled out from the ground.

"Fuck, no wonder no one can go out, so this is a place to raise corpses!!"

Qin Feng doesn't know much about zombies, he only knows that they are a different kind of resurrection after death, and improve their cultivation by absorbing the essence of the moon and human blood.

On the contrary, because they absorb the essence of the moon and the essence of human blood all year round, their inner alchemy is also a great tonic for practitioners.

"If this is a place to raise corpses, then they are..." Qin Feng's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Yes, we are ghosts!"

The three young ladies showed sweet smiles, looking at Qin Feng as if they were looking at prey.

"I'll go, it's really A Piao!!"

Qin Feng immediately became excited, his eyes were brighter than theirs.

He has only heard about A Piao, but he has never seen it. It is said that it is a special creature that can only be formed after a person dies in a special place and at a special time. It needs the right time, place and people to form.

They have no physical body, but possess super powerful soul attack methods, and are also called ghost cultivators.

And his Nanming Lihuo happened to be their nemesis.

"superior!!"

The three female ghosts were a little uncomfortable being stared at by Qin Feng. They felt like being reduced from hunters to prey, and hurriedly directed the zombies to attack Qin Feng.

Even if Qin Feng could ignore their soul attacks, he would definitely not be able to resist the physical attacks of these zombies.

They are all people who broke into the blood-colored sea before, and were buried under the sea of ​​flowers after death. After tens of thousands of years of nourishment, they have become invulnerable zombies, and their strength can kill Yuandan realm monks in an instant.

Dealing with Qin Feng, who has entered the third level of Dao, is simply killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

bang!

Qin Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a purple-blue flame emerged from his fingertips.

"Nanming Lihuo!!"

There was a look of panic on the faces of the zombies, and they were frightened and fled around on the spot.

"What a joke!!"

The three female ghosts were also taken aback, and backed away with horror on their faces.

Although they are ghost cultivators and zombies who have practiced for tens of thousands of years, they can crush Qin Feng to death with one finger, but all things in the world are mutual-generated and restrained, and their nemesis is Nanming Lihuo.

When you encounter it, you can order tofu in brine, and you will be out of your wits on the spot.

In particular, Qin Feng can also be immune to their soul attacks, making them feel helpless.

"Zhenzhen, Lianlian, Aiai, don't run away, I'm really not a bad person, Jie Jie Jie Jie..." Qin Feng let out a villainous laugh and followed closely along the way.

"I believe you a ghost!!"

Seeing Nanming Lihuo around Qin Feng, the three female ghosts sped up and fled with horror on their faces.

"Sisters, my waist is super good, come and suck my yang energy!"

Qin Feng found that the cultivation bases of both sides were too large, and he couldn't catch up with the other party at all, so he took off his clothes decisively, trying to attract the three A Piao by sacrificing his appearance.

"Wow, so strong, so strong Yang Qi!"

The eyes of the three female ghosts were shining, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

As a special physique born for battle, the Heavenly Hegemony Body contains yang energy that is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, and the divine power contained in the Supreme Bone and Double Eyes makes them want to stop.

You know, they haven't seen anyone for tens of thousands of years since the Kunlun Secret Realm was closed last time. How could they withstand such a provocation from Qin Feng?

Just thinking of Qin Feng's Nanming Lihuo, I feel trembling in my heart and dare not go forward.

While showing off his figure, Qin Feng said: "Such a good waist is placed in front of you, you can be indifferent on the first day, but you can also be indifferent on the tenth day, but I don't believe that you can hold back until the first day of junior high school." You can hold back more than fifteen..."


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.