Invincibility begins with crushing the Son of Destiny

"Little master, it's so soft."

Ning Meng felt the strong palms on her waist, her blush rose, and her shy appearance was pitiful.

"You're still as bad as ever."

Qingcheng cleared his throat: "What are you thinking, I mean your clothes are so soft, you see my clothes are buried, I envy you."

Ning Meng blushed even more when she was teased by Qingcheng, but she didn't show any sign of anger, and her arms hugging Qingcheng's waist became tighter.

Ning Meng didn't say anything, but she firmly believed in her heart that the person in front of her was the young master ten years ago, because he was the same as ten years ago, bad and lovable.

"I will never let you go this time, I miss you so much."

Ever since Ning Meng and Lin Wanmiao returned to the Liulimeng, they hadn't seen Qingcheng for many years. After finally waiting for Qingcheng's coming of age ceremony, it was reported that Qingcheng died in the mortal world.

"After you left, Third Sister and I will go into seclusion. It's almost time for Third Sister to leave today. Let me clean your clothes tomb first."

Qingcheng looked back at the beautiful language on the stele and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

When mentioning the third sister, the beautiful woman who often swayed in the fog and mist appeared in Qingcheng's mind.

"I didn't expect to meet these people."

Ning Meng glanced at the thirteen people lying on the ground in disorder, then pouted and punched Qingcheng's chest with her small fist.

"I don't know how to keep alive."

Qingcheng grinned: "It's not easy to live?"

Qingcheng holds Ning Meng in one hand, and draws a seal in the air with the other. The soul power in his body is layered with waves, and the melodious Taoist sound is heard, and the formation that was broken by Qingcheng rises again!
Ning Meng felt the aura emanating from Qingcheng's body, this is undoubtedly the peak of the third level of Lingwu Realm!
Ning Meng looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

She knew that because of the constraints of the Qing clan's rules, Qingcheng had only practiced for two years so far.

Two years into the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm!There is such an attainment in the way of formation!Coupled with the terrifying physique shown before!
What a monstrous figure this is!
Ning Meng covered her mouth in astonishment, and looked at Qingcheng with eyes of admiration.

With the formation of the last seal of Qingcheng, the originally shattered Beast Formation evolved into a spirit arresting formation!These people never dreamed that one day they would suffer the consequences themselves.

Thirteen remnants of souls swayed and wandered in the Lingling Formation.

"This isn't the Temple of Yama, right? Damn it, it's that kid!"

"I'm not dead! Damn, it's that kid!"

Before everyone had time to rejoice, seeing Qingcheng again was like seeing an evil star, their eyes were full of fear, and more than a dozen strong men huddled together to keep warm.

Qingcheng walked towards them with a smile: "Maybe it's just that he didn't die completely."

Wrapped in the palm of the hand, the wind vortex of the imperial energy was wrapped, and a remnant soul was captured with lightning speed, and the five fingers suddenly exerted force.

"what!!!"

With a scream mixed with despair, a remnant soul shattered in Qingcheng's hands!
From the moment these people decided to harm Ning Meng, they were doomed to be unworthy of Qingcheng's mercy.

"I'll only ask you once, and recruit the people behind you." During the words, Qing Cheng had already walked towards the next person.

With the Lingling Formation around, these people can't fight and fight, and they can't run and run.

Let these people be scared to death!

Every step made by Qingcheng echoed in their hearts!

Another remnant soul fell into Qingcheng's hands.

Before Qingcheng can kill them, these people will be scared to death.

"Boy, uh, no, sir, can you change your life if you say it?"

"Noisy."

'click'

Another remnant soul shattered in Qingcheng's hands.

Seeing that Qingcheng was so bloodthirsty and violent, the remaining 11 people kowtowed like garlic, knelt down and begged for mercy, and no longer dared to shake their wits.

It's not that Qingcheng will find out, but that Qingcheng will be impatient!

"My lord, let me tell you, it was an adult who sent us the Thirteenth Taibao to stay here. He said that there will be a heroic rescue to capture the heart of Leader Lin."

Qingcheng frowned, and said displeasedly: "Speak clearly."

"It's Lord Shengzi, the son of the leader of the Liuli League. The magic circle was also set up by that Shengzi. We just need to take it away... Miss Ning Meng, please go."

"Master, we've said everything we need to say, can we change our lives?"

As a strong man was about to finish speaking, the other ten people suddenly turned their heads and looked at the man in surprise. Everyone was dumbfounded. Could this pig teammate have some problem with his brain?Could it be that he felt that the idiot just now did not end badly enough, so he came to challenge the lower limit?

Qingcheng nodded with a smile: "Since you want to leave so much, then I'm embarrassed to keep you."

Everyone grinned like a lotus after hearing this, but they thought about it, they are all remnants, let them go?Isn't that so?
'patta'

With Qingcheng snapping his fingers, the formation shattered.

Without the maintenance of the spirit arresting array, the eleven remnants of the souls dissipated directly into soul power, dissipating quickly!

Ning Meng looked at the decisive Qingcheng, and there was a trace of strangeness in her eyes.

Ning Meng was still puzzled, Qingcheng walked over and held Ning Meng's hand, smiled elegantly, and asked softly: "Is this young master handsome?"

Just a smile broke all the worries in Ning Meng's heart.

What happened to the decisive point of killing?The young master is still her young master, even if the current Qingcheng is a heinous villain, what does it have to do with her?
Ning Meng didn't respond, she leaned on Qingcheng's shoulder gently like a little girl next door.

"Beast! Let go of that beast! Bah, let go of my little sister!"

A soft drink broke the only warmth and tranquility.

When Qingcheng looked back in doubt, a sharp white leg had already reached Qingcheng's face!

"Ugh!"

Qingcheng flew out of the sky.

Qingcheng, who was intoxicated in Ningmeng's gentle hometown, was defenseless against this sneak attack!
The teleportation array had already exhausted Qingcheng's physical and spiritual strength. Just now, just for the sake of pretense, he fought and drew up the formation. Qingcheng was so weak that he was forced to overdraw. This kick almost made Qingcheng faint.

When his mind was still clear, he heard only a woman commanding a group of subordinates.

"Give him sweat medicine, strong medicine! Don't let this grandson wake up!"

It's a very familiar voice...it's that crazy woman, that's right...

Ning Meng said anxiously: "Third sister, he is..."

Then Qingcheng fainted in a daze.

I don't know how long it took.

'Puff! '

A basin of cold water was poured on Qingcheng, accompanied by a biting chill, Qingcheng was forcibly pulled back from the coma.

"Grandson, who the hell are you? How dare you lie to my little sister! You're still pouring water on my man's stele!"

Qingcheng opened his blurred eyes, only to realize that he was tied to a cross, surrounded by a secret room for dealing with prisoners, or a prison cell is more appropriate.

The woman in front of her was sitting on the interrogation chair holding a long whip and crossing her legs. She was dressed in a strong outfit and wrapped her exquisite curves charmingly. A pair of jade arms as white as lotus root were pressed on her plump legs, and she looked at Qingcheng with interest. .

The face is charming but reveals the holiness.

Qingcheng smiled wryly: "Third Master, when did you become so good at playing?"

'Snapped! 'The whip slapped Qingcheng's chest crisply, and the black robe was ripped apart!
Qingcheng's mighty chest full of power is no longer blocked!
Lin Wanmiao couldn't hold back a few glances, but said righteously: "Stop talking nonsense! I know you are not Qingcheng, you can fool my little sister but you can't fool me!"

"Third Master, I haven't said that I am Qingcheng."

Qingcheng wants to cry but has no tears, what crime did he suffer?I prove that I am myself?
A trace of panic flashed in the graceful woman's eyes, but it was covered up by her calmness.

Qingcheng coughed a few times, pretending to be deep: "There are some things I don't want to mention..."

'Snapped! '

A whip wind hit, not very painful, but very cold, the chilly feeling made Qingcheng wonder if he forgot to put on his pants.

"Does it have to be on the body!"