I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan has two spiritual weapons, a blood-drinking sword and a soul-drawing chain. The blood-drinking sword has been completely refined, but the soul-drawing chain has not had time to be refined. As for the opponent only has a pair of ninth-grade small hammers, just let it go

Yang Qingshan was unable to fight back.

"break!"

Yang Qingshan held a spiritual weapon in his hand. He suddenly let go of the soul-enchanting chain in his hand and rolled towards the middle-aged man like a giant dragon. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was dodging, Yang Qingshan held the blood-drinking sword and struck a shocking blow with his sword.

Just like breaking through the protection of the ring, the dragon team members outside were nervous for a while. However, seeing that the sword light of the Blood Drinking Sword was only released and did not exert any power, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but they were wondering why Yang Qingshan

To release useless tricks.

Woohoo...

There was a sound of sword sound.

The middle-aged man in the ring actually stopped moving. He took advantage of the opportunity when the soul-enchanting chain rolled in. After all, he was in the middle stage of foundation building. He could just pick up an unrefined chain, but in the middle

The young man looked at Yang Qingshan dumbfounded. The blood-drinking sword in his hand disappeared and turned into a ball of blood mist, covering the ring.

"What the hell are you doing? You don't understand the rules. It's all red. What are we looking at?"

"That's right, it can't be cheating. I've heard for a long time that someone is secretly manipulating the gambling market and refunding tickets."

"Refund, refund."

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Audiences in the stands who were shouting for refunds asked to withdraw from the betting market because they could not see the ring due to the blood mist from the Blood Drinking Sword.

"Don't be impatient. This is a normal method. The results will come later." A senior gambler said, looking at the young people and those who came to gamble for the first time with contempt.

"Really? It can still get foggy."

"It's foggy? You can fly, so what does it matter if it's foggy?"

"Yes, wait a moment."

In the blood mist, Yang Qingshan released the weapon spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword, a huge head that could spit mist. In Yang Qingshan's eyes, this head looked like a dragon's head, but it was more colorful and very...

ugly.

"Dragon head? Why is the weapon spirit a dragon head?" Yang Qingshan said depressedly, looking at a small arena that seemed to have turned into a football field. In the blood mist, it was constantly changing. In the mist, there was a terrifying blood.

lang, as if you are on the sea.

"roar……"

The spirit of the spiritual weapon is not very high. It only has simple wisdom and only knows how to kill. After Yang Qingshan completely refined the Blood Drinking Sword, the spirit of the Blood Drinking Sword also appeared for the first time. It seemed that it had not woken up for many years. Some

He was vomiting red blood mist in confusion, with a pair of cold and cruel eyes on his huge head, and his neck was still dripping with blood, as if it had just been cut off.

Yang Qingshan stared at his head, and a memory of the weapon spirit appeared in Yang Qingshan's mind.

It turned out that it was not a dragon head, but a unicorn's head. It was cut off by an expert and sealed in a huge red iron block. It was then forged into a spiritual weapon, passed through the hands of many people, and finally passed through the hands of a crazy Taoist.

He gave it to Yang Qingshan.

"There really is a mythical beast like Qilin in this world, but the master in my memory seems to be very young. He should be a disciple of a large sect in ancient times. He went out to practice and cut off Qilin's head with the help of his senior brother. Unfortunately,

The entire Qilin was not sealed in the red iron block." Yang Qingshan said regretfully, looking up into the depths of the blood mist, where there was a group of powerful Qi.

"People from the White Tiger Martial Arts School."

Yang Qingshan stared for a long time and found that the middle-aged man was walking around in the blood mist. He seemed to find that he could not get out, so he began to refining the soul-enchanting chain in his hand anxiously. Yang Qingshan smiled and didn't take it to heart at all, because he was thinking about it.

Before throwing the soul-obsessing chain, Yang Qingshan had already shed his blood to recognize its owner, but it was not refined. At this time, following the breath of the soul-obsessing chain, Yang Qingshan waved his hand, and the soul-obsessing chain began to release its resistance to the middle-aged man and flew up.

"Damn it, Yang Qingshan's consciousness has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and he can't grab it for a while." The middle-aged man watched the chain fly away with regret, his eyes suddenly stared directly in front of him, and he held out the small hammer in his hand.

Whoosh.

There were two small hammers in a pair, and they became as big as mountains. The blood mist was opened again, and Yang Qingshan appeared in the blood mist that was broken.

The small hammer hit the ground hard. Yang stood up and shouted, using the Shunpo Jue to dodge, and walked between the two hills. On his shoulders, there was a huge bloody head spitting out blood mist, dyeing Yang Qingshan red.

His large floral shirt and pants melted into the blood mist like a bloody man.

"Yang Qingshan, what kind of spiritual weapon are you, how can you exert the power of the treasure weapon? Oh my God, this is, this is... Qilin's head." The middle-aged man exclaimed, even if his cultivation level is higher than Qingshan's

On the first floor, he didn't dare to show off his power in front of a unicorn's head, not even the unicorn's tail himself.

"Escaped? No." Yang Qingshan watched the middle-aged man escape depressedly, and glanced at the head on his shoulder in confusion: "Was Qilin very powerful in ancient times?"

Yang Qingshan was not in a hurry to chase the middle-aged man, but glanced at the two hills behind him, released his spiritual consciousness, erased the spiritual consciousness on them, turned a pair of small hammers into his own magic weapons, and then added his small

The hammer flew out like a wheel and soon caught up with the middle-aged man.

"Don't come over, don't come over." When the middle-aged man saw Yang Qingshan chasing after him, his feet became weak and he sat down on the ground.

"Why are you running? This head is not very strong." Qingshan said: "It's just the spirit of a low-grade spiritual weapon."

"Then you don't know the prophecy?" the middle-aged man asked in panic, his face getting paler and paler.

"What prophecy?"

"Qilin will come to take revenge. He will bring his head to our log world to take revenge." The middle-aged man said.

"Revenge? Log world? What do you mean?" Yang Qingshan asked in surprise.

"You don't even know what our world is, how can you still say that you are an immortal cultivator? Haha..." The middle-aged man scorned, but still looked at the head on Yang Qingshan's shoulder and said tremblingly: "The world of logs

It is our world and the origin of immortality. It started with a sacred tree born from heaven and earth, and Qilin is the guardian beast of the sacred tree. However, it was exterminated in ancient times. Their last Qilin made a curse before it died, saying

He will bring his own head to take revenge, and our log world is over."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Yang Qingshan didn't believe it at all and tapped the middle-aged man's head with his finger.

"Idiot, in ancient times? Was that hundreds of thousands of years ago or millions of years ago? You can believe it if you lie to children. When the Kirin appeared in the legend, it was everywhere for thousands of years. It's really an idiot." Yang

Qingshan said contemptuously, after searching the corpse, and when he was about to put the Qilin's head back into the Blood Drinking Sword, the Qilin's head flew out and bit the chain that fell from the sky, making a clicking sound.

"Fuck, come back." Yang Qingshan shouted.

"Crack, click, click."

The unicorn head bit the chain and fell to the ground. Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly and tried to stop it, but found that it was useless. To deal with such a soul that had lost its intelligence during the refining process, they only knew how to devour it.

"Forget it, you take your time and play." Yang Qingshan said with a wry smile, lit a cigarette, and waited in the blood mist for a while. Suddenly he found that there was something on his shoulder, which was definitely a unicorn head. He turned his head

Look, there is an extra chain under the Qilin head's neck. It looks like a new body, but it is still bloody.

"Two spiritual weapons turned into one? No."

Yang Qingshan held the chain in his hand in surprise. After Qilin's head returned to the Blood Drinking Sword, for some unknown reason, the Blood Drinking Sword turned into a prefix like a dragon's head, perfectly integrated with the chain.

"Mid-grade spiritual weapon? Two pieces of low-grade spiritual energy merged into a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Why?" Yang Qingshan was surprised. He quickly looked at the divine dragon outline in the blood mist, and then he understood everything.

Spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, Taoist weapons, and legendary fairy weapons all have their own weapon spirits. They can devour each other and increase their own strength. After being forged by a blacksmith, they can be upgraded perfectly. If the level of the weapon spirit is very high,

If it is high, you don’t need the blacksmith’s forging and directly complete the weapon upgrade.

"Qilin is one of the high-level weapon spirits."

Yang Qingshan looked at the list of weapon spirit levels on the Shenlong Compendium. Qilin's level was ranked in the top 100, and there were hundreds of thousands of rankings below. This shows how powerful the level of a magical beast like Qilin is. It can do it on its own with just one head.

Devour upgrade level.

"Get rich." Yang Qingshan smiled and said, flicking the chain, and the unicorn-headed soul-enchanting chain sprayed a mouthful of blood mist into the air, and this time the blood mist was several times stronger than the previous one, as if it was raining.

.

"Good thing, from today on you will be called Qilin Tou. The name is simple and clear, easy to remember." Yang Qingshan smiled proudly.

Qilin's head paused, and he glanced at Yang Qingshan with ferocious eyes. He did not take Yang Qingshan seriously and continued to vomit blood.

"receive!"

Yang Qingshan pulled the blood mist, and the blood mist on the arena was instantly drained, and returned to the Qilin head, with no blood left.

"Haha. He's dead." The stands finally erupted in cheers, Yang Qingshan made money for them again.

Yang Qingshan got off the ring amidst cheers, returned to the box, and saw the beautiful receptionist and a stranger.

"Beauty, you can come. Who is this man?" Yang Qingshan pointed at the strange man. He had a mustache and was in high spirits. He was stroking the beauty's thigh.

"Mr. Qin, this is Yang Qingshan, Mr. Yang, this is Mr. Qin, please chat slowly." The beauty said with a smile, twisted her waist and left the box.

"Mr. Yang." Mr. Qin said proactively after seeing Yang Qingshan sit down and ignore him.

"What do you do? Assassinate me?" Yang Qingshan said jokingly.

"Haha, Mr. Yang is joking, I'm here to discuss business with you."

"Oh? Say, I like money."

"That's good. I want to know, did Mr. Yang win the game just now to lose in the final?" Mr. Qin asked.

"So you are the one who controls the gambling market." Yang Qingshan said while looking at the other party's mustache.

"Well, I'm just an errand boy." Mr. Qin said with a smile.

"If I lose 50 million in the semi-finals, if I lose in the final it will be 100 million. Of course I decided to go for 100 million." Yang Qingshan said.

"Okay, Yang Qingshan is quick to talk, let's sign a contract." Mr. Qin said with a sly smile. He would never like to let the betting market go wrong, so he took out a contract and placed it in front of Yang Qingshan.