After a cup of tea, the golden-faced warrior summoned the killer of the photo studio and set off, while Zhu Qing was left in the branch building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the backs of the golden-faced warriors and their departures, Zhu Qing smiled, I am afraid that this is the last battle of the golden-faced warriors, and what awaits them in that place are four bull demons, and most of these shadow studio killers are also fierce and unlucky.

As for this photo studio, Zhu Qing also believes that it should not exist in this world.

"There aren't many killers in this branch building anymore. Zhu Qing smiled slightly.

Most of them were taken out by the landlord, as well as more than thirty silver-faced killers and more than two hundred ordinary killers. The little guy who brought Zhu Qing into the studio before said.

Zhu Qing nodded, whistled and walked over, and when Zhu Qing took three steps, the little guy's body burned inexplicably.

Zhu Qing's eyebrows had already appeared with flame marks, and under the effect of the Blood Burning Curse, he could clearly see the blood and qi on the martial artists in this studio.

"Whew!" Suddenly, the silver-faced warrior who was drinking tea spat out flames, and soon this wisp of flame enveloped his whole body, and under the scorching flames, the silver-faced warrior's body quickly turned into charcoal.

The warrior opposite the silver-faced warrior didn't even have time to scream, and his body also burst into flames, and he also turned into a charcoal.

The killer in the photo studio suddenly fell into a panic, people kept dying, and the killer in the photo studio wanted to escape from the photo studio, but the faster the martial artist ran, the more Zhu Qing would take care of him, and no one could run out of the photo studio.

After a meal, the entire studio became a dead building, which was filled with a strong smell of burning, and more than two hundred studio warriors all died, and did not alarm the mortals in the town.

"Your Blood Incineration Spell is getting more and more proficient. The old demon couldn't help but sigh in admiration, after the battle with the iron hand, Zhu Qing's use of the Blood Burning Spell had obviously entered a new realm.

Even if Zhu Qing's holy body is sealed, this innate supernatural power itself is a power that belongs to Zhu Qing, and as Zhu Qing's body continues to adapt to this innate supernatural power, the strength that Zhu Qing can exert will become stronger and stronger.

After all, this is a branch of the photo studio, and there are a lot of traps in it, once you fall into it, I'm afraid even Zhu Qing will find it very troublesome, so Zhu Qing chose this fastest way to solve the battle.

"Huh!" The Sword Emperor's scabbard slashed, and the entire studio was cut into two sections, and the Lingfeng Tower outside also collapsed.

The people who were drinking and eating in the Lingfeng Building all ran out in a hurry, and they all looked at the collapsed Lingfeng Building in horror, how could this restaurant collapse?

When Zhu Qing left this town and returned, Niu Wei and their battle was almost resolved, and the photo studio killer brought out by the golden-faced warrior was dead, leaving only the golden-faced warrior alone.

"It's quite able to hold on, it's still alive. Zhu Qing looked at the golden-faced martial artist with some surprise, he was very clear about the strength of Niu Wei and Niu Wei, with the combination of these two bull demons, this golden-faced martial artist could already support it for such a long time.

"It's you....... You are not a disciple of the Ziyang Sect. The moment the golden-faced warrior saw Zhu Qing, he understood that he was actually pitted by a kid who didn't even have any hair.

"If you want my marrow, how can you do it without paying a little price?" Zhu Qing smiled slightly.

"Who are you, when did I offend you?" The golden-masked warrior took a step back quietly, widening the distance between him and Niu Wei and Niu Wei.

"Your studio has offended me a lot of times, and this time it's just a small interest I recovered. Zhu Qing stepped out, and the Rahu bow had already appeared in his hand, and he took the bow and pulled the arrow at the golden-faced warrior.

The golden-faced warrior snorted: "Do you know what kind of terrifying organization you provoked, offended the photo studio, and you will live in fear for the rest of your life." ”

Zhu Qing laughed disdainfully: "Ying Lou, you didn't kill me in Cangwu Lingzhou at the beginning, do you think you still have a chance?"

"Zhu Qing, you are Zhu Qing!" The golden-faced warrior's face changed drastically, even if he was covered by a golden mask, he could still feel his shocked look.

"It's not too stupid, if you tell me the location of the main photo studio, maybe I can consider making your death a little more happy. Zhu Qing said.

The golden-faced warrior laughed: "The ignorant boy is still delusional about going against the studio, you are dead, and I will definitely take revenge for destroying my branch!"

The golden-faced warrior stabbed his heart with a sword, and in an instant, blood flowed all over his body like lead and mercury!

"You don't have to hurt yourself if you know you will die. Zhu Qing snorted.

"Forbidden art, blood wings!" the golden-faced warrior roared, and the blood on his body actually condensed a pair of blood wings behind him, and the blood wings shook, and his body suddenly turned into a blood light and disappeared into the sky.

The speed was so fast, even Zhu Qing, who had entered the shadowless realm, couldn't catch up!

"Whoosh!" blood-colored arrows shot out, chasing the golden-faced warrior's vanishing body and disappearing into the sky.

"Whether you are in it or not, you can only depend on the will of God. Zhu Qing put away the Rahu bow and sighed slightly.

He didn't have the trick of locking the opponent's breath in the Heavenly Stone Blood Realm, he locked a breath indiscriminately, and shot an arrow, and he didn't know if this arrow could be shot.

The martial artist of the Imperial Sky Realm still can't be underestimated, this golden-faced martial artist can be regarded as the owner of the branch of the shadow building and has two brushes, and he can escape in this case.

"Whoosh!" After casting the blood wings, the golden-faced martial artist casually blocked the blood arrow shot by Zhu Qing, although the blood arrow cut through his palm, but the golden-faced martial artist didn't care, it was just a wound, and it wouldn't take long for the Sky Realm martial artist to recover.

"Damn, I was forced to use my blood wings, and I'm afraid that my cultivation will regress a few small realms. The golden-faced warrior said indignantly.

The branch building was destroyed, it was definitely a big deal, and he had to bring the news back to the main building!

However, just as he mobilized the blood qi in his body and prepared to leave Yukong, the blood qi in his body suddenly became agitated, and then the temperature of his body began to rise, his body became hot, and the blood qi in his body seemed to be boiling hot water.

"What's the matter, my body!" the golden-faced martial artist was shocked, and hurriedly ran the exercises to suppress the abnormality in his body.

But the boiling blood was still boiling, and his body turned red like a boiled prawn!

"Whew!" A wisp of flame rose in the dantian, instantly spreading to his limbs and hundreds of remains, these flames touched the blood qi like a fire touching oil, burning extremely vigorously.

"That arrow!" The golden-faced warrior couldn't help but think of that arrow, but it was too late, the blood qi in his body had been completely ignited, and he didn't have any chance.

In the midst of endless wails, the golden-faced warrior's body turned into a pile of charcoal.

Before Zhu Qing could shoot that arrow, a wisp of flame from the Blood Burning Spell merged into the arrow, and the power of the Blood Burning Curse directly entered the body of the golden-faced martial artist along that wound.

The golden-faced warrior cast the forbidden spell and his own blood and qi became a little vain, and he fled for thousands of miles one after another, unable to suppress the power of this blood burning spell at all, and missed the best reality, and by the time he found that something was wrong with his body and wanted to suppress it, it was too late.

However, Zhu Qing didn't know that this golden-faced warrior was dead, and after destroying the branch of a photo studio, Zhu Qing took Niu Wei and them out of the territory of the Great Qi Empire.

Half a month later, Zhu Qing and Niu Wei appeared in a mountain range, which is said to have two peaks in this mountain range and are called Bone Cutting Peak.

The two peaks are very close to each other, leaving only a gap, when the wind blows through this gap on the other side of the mountain, it becomes extremely sharp, and can even cut the rocks, some people or animals who accidentally walk in front of this gap will have their hands and feet cut off, and even some bodies will be directly cut in two.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Niu Wei and Niu Wei stood in front of this gap without heart and lungs, letting the wind blow on their bodies, the wind that was enough to split the gold and stone made a tinkling sound on their bodies, but it did not leave the slightest trace on their bodies.

"Don't play, this wind is of little use to you. Zhu Qing said helplessly, these two big men blocked the gap, and even a gust of wind couldn't blow on him.

"Oh!" Niu Wei and Niu Wei hurriedly retreated, and suddenly a gust of wind slashed towards Zhu Qing.

Zhu Qing's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly ran the "Wind Demon Forging Bone", and the power of this wind was directly sucked into his bones.

"Hiss!" Zhu Qing's pupils opened slightly, and the power of this gust of wind collided in his bones, and his bone marrow was almost emptied.

"It really hurts!" After half a pillar of incense, Zhu Qingcai refined the power of this Gangfeng, and the wind demon spirit pattern on the bone suddenly doubled.

"Come again!" Zhu Qing gritted his teeth and pushed up.

"Whoosh!" Two gusts of wind blew in succession, and Zhu Qinglai did not refuse to accept all of them into his body.

"Click!" There was a sound of bones shattering from Zhu Qing's body, and the force of the two winds tore his bones.

However, the Wind Demon Spirit Pattern was constantly absorbing the power of these two winds and nourishing Zhu Qing's bones.

"Wind Demon Forging Bones" was the first martial arts secret technique that Zhu Qing cultivated, but due to the limitations of the environment, Zhu Qing did not successfully cultivate this martial arts secret art.

When he learned that there was a bone-cutting peak in this mountain range, Zhu Qing had the idea of cultivating this martial arts secret technique to the Dacheng realm.

The pain of the wind scraping the bones is not something that anyone can bear, and even Zhu Qing almost can't hold on.

The pain of the wind blowing the bones for a day already made people feel like they were in hell, but Zhu Qing insisted on sitting under this bone-cutting peak for half a month.

At first, he could only withstand one or two Gangfeng, but after five days, Zhu Qing often sat under the Bone Cutting Peak, refining the power of Gangfeng day and night to refine his bones.