Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand towards Hua Qing, he said:

"If you want Chen to give you confidence. If you want to know Chen's trump card, let me show you Brother Hua. Come, hold your hand, don't resist, and show you something fun."

Hua Qing looked at the hand with boxing gloves in front of him, and he thought for a moment before putting his left hand in Shen Qiu's hand.

The next moment, a huge force was beaten like a storm, pressing Hua Qing’s heart to boil. He let out a cry of pain, blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he fell to the ground.

This scene scared Liu Zhuoran.

He hurriedly helped the flower green up, but found that the flower green had no rebirth and was like a dead person.

"you..."

Liu Zhuoran looked at Chen Qiu in shock.

The latter didn't care at all, raised his left arm, stroked Jianyu on his wrist, flicked it lightly, and said:

"Brother Hua, your soul is mutated. Although you use your own body, it is no different from those thousand-year-old ghosts who take over others.

This matter depends on your unique skills.

You are the 'trump card' we are waiting for. We are responsible for killing people, and you are responsible for soul-damaging, okay?"

As he spoke, Chen Qiu put his left hand on Huaqing's forehead. As Jian Yu trembled, Huaqing's soul entered his body, his breathing returned, and his silent chest began to rise and fall again. He slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes at Chen Qiu were extremely complicated.

After a few breaths, Hua Qing raised her fingers and could vaguely see a wisp of black sand swaying between him for a moment, just like an illusion, dissipating at the next moment.

He sighed and said:

"Chen Qiu, you guys are really lucky."

"Yes, I'm lucky."

Chen Qiu half-squatted in front of Hua Qing's eyes, looking into his eyes, he said:

"I was chosen to fight those old ghosts to the death, and I couldn't escape even if I wanted to. Brother Hua, I'll hire you this time. The reward has been given. I have to do a good job."

"OK."

Hua Qing clenched her fists and said:

"If I can really kill that thousand-year-old evil ghost, I will come to your door in the future and let you drive it."

"Don't be so disgusted."

Chen Qiu reached out and patted Hua Qing's shoulder, saying:

"We are already all the people. When I have to enter the Heavenly List, I will open the door and establish a sect and will definitely give Brother Hua a position. Don't refuse at that time.

Okay, I'll show you the trump card, let's talk about the specific matters now."

"Swish"

Zhang Lan looked like a ghost, pulled out a phantom, landed beside the three of them, waved his hand and took out a rolled map from his sleeve and placed it in front of everyone.

The black fan of night glass was flipped out from his hand and clicked on the map.

But before he could speak, Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran flew away two feet away. Both of them looked on the black fan, and Liu Zhuoran said in a stern tone:

"Don't wave that dangerous thing. If you miss it, we will die before we can succeed."

"Don't be afraid."

Chen Qiu snatched the black fan with a squeak, opened it with a swish, and swayed leisurely as the smoke scattered, he said to the two:

"Zhang Lan is an incompetent guy. After giving him more than a month, he couldn't convince the treasure fan. However, with Chen here, there would be no problem."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Lan snatched the black fan and closed it together, saying very dissatisfiedly:

"I am a fan lover. I know my intentions. I have agreed with it. I just wait until I get into the poisoning technique and then complete the night on the fan.

It is willing to help me.

OK, stop making trouble, come here, I will tell you about your plans.”

The two of them leaned over suspiciously and alertly, and then they heard Zhang Lan say:

"We waited for a month before the people of the world opened the road to Zhaoying Stone Wall. It would take half a month to cross the layers of mechanisms and enter the deepest part of the ruins.

When they find the illuminated stone wall and when Dong Lingjun also enters the stone chamber, it will be our chance to take action."

"My brother will open the stone wall of the shadow at that time!"

Chen Qiu pointed to the center of the map, and said to Huaqing and Liu Zhuoran:

"At that time, some very interesting and dangerous things will be released, and the broken dragon stones will fall everywhere, blocking the route of Dongling Jun's escape, and then it will be to catch turtles in a jar.

But it was also a tough battle. Dongling Jun is a man on the Tianlist. He has superb sword skills. Even if he is injured, he will sacrifice his life when he goes to assassinate him.

But I know that Dongling Jun has a weakness."

Chen Qiu looked at Liu Zhuoran and said:

"Have you removed the cold poison from your body?"

"I have no idea."

Liu Zhuoran shook his head and said:

“I didn’t even know he was poisoned.

But now I think about it. When I met my master last time, he had not been taken over by the old ghost, but he did have a strange jade pendant on his body. My master never likes to decorate these things.

If you said that cold poison is on your body, then this extra jade pendant must be used to suppress cold poison."

"Wait, Liu Zhuoran's master cannot remove the cold poison, which does not mean that the real Dongling Lord cannot remove it."

Hua Qing shook her head and said:

"All those old ghosts have their own methods, and ordinary cold poisons won't help them."

“Not ordinary.”

The little iron jar standing behind him said in a muffled voice:

"It's the thing that killed my father, the cold poison that originated from Changbai Hanpo."

"Um."

Hua Qing then felt relieved.

If you want to remove the strange things that are only available in the spiritual era, you must have spiritual objects to stalemate. Even if Dongling Jun has the method of detoxification and does not have any treasures in his hand, he will have no choice but to use Changbai Hanpo.

"This is where the victory lies."

Chen Qiu stroked his chin and said:

"Just wait until the cold poison breaks out and the body of Dongling is destroyed. The thousand-year-old soul doesn't want to be buried with you, so you can only escape. What should I do next? Brother Hua, don't I say more, right?"

Hua Qing nodded.

He looked at the map in front of him, and after a few breaths, he said:

"Are those who followed Dongling Jun into the ruins...going to give up?"

"People always stubbornly believe what they are willing to believe. If you don't let them see those cruel things with their own eyes, they won't believe anything we say."

Chen Qiu pursed his lips and said softly:

“This is not giving up, this is screening.

Those who survived from the disasters caused by Penglai will naturally see the truth. This is much more useful than some bitter persuasion."

"Besides, we have only heard of the Ten Thousand Spirit Formation, but we have never seen it with our own eyes. This time, we took the opportunity to open our eyes.

If you want to destroy things you have never seen before, you have to know them first.”

This is the first time that Liu Zhuoran has heard of the word "Wanling Formation".

But looking at the expressions of Huaqing and Shen Qiu, they should know that the true meaning of this word is not a good thing.

"Mr. Chen will give this operation a good code name."

Chen Qiu smiled as he reached out to the others and said:

"Let's call it, "Zhu Xian" action!"

Qingqing jumped over with a smile, and the first one reached out to hold the senior brother's hand, followed by Shan Gui, Zhang Lan, Xiao Tie, and Xuanyu.

The palms were layered, and Liu Zhuoran also reached out to cover the top, and finally the Huaqing hand pressed on the top.

"A group of ordinary people who refuse to admit defeat gathered together, and they all figured out the mechanisms and murdered a thousand-year-old immortal. Tsk, thinking about it makes people excited, with this incident of the general in Taihang Mountains.

The thousand-year-old children's play that declares the martial arts world in the martial arts world ends here!"

Chen Qiu felt the weight on his hands, heavy.

He looked around for a while and said softly:

"Be prepared, everyone."
Chapter completed!