Spiritual Qi Revives, I Learn To Kill Gods In My Dreams

The vehicle came to an abrupt stop, and Fu Wenqiu led several people out of the vehicle.

I saw a bird-man with white wings above the vehicle, looking down at them.

"Jie Jie Jie, Fu Wenqiu, you don't have Hua Lu to treat you, how many times can you use your speech spirit? Just wait to die!"

"Be careful, that's Elder Berkeley, the China branch of the Holy Spirit Cult! A diamond-level powerhouse!"

Diamond Level Spirit Practitioner!

Chen Qing glanced at the birdman, and the powerful pressure made him almost breathless.

"Tsk, it's so noisy."

Fu Wenqiu stepped forward angrily.

"quiet!"

"Flying is prohibited here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the birdman fell down with a horrified expression.

His wings were twisted in an irregular manner, with white bones sticking out of the feathers. It was obvious that the wings were useless.

"I do have to pay a price for using the Word Spirit, but who told you that I would also be backlashed by the Word Spirit when I clean up a small piece of diamond trash?"

Fu Wenqiu smiled evilly, and a giant ax appeared in his hand.

The hollow part of the ax head was engraved with a large word "德".

Chen Qing held his forehead. No wonder the other people didn't react when Dean Fu said that he should convince people with virtue.

It turns out that he is the one who convinces people with virtue! Convince people with virtue in a way that breaks bones and throws away ashes? !

Fu Wenqiu mopped the floor with his giant axe, his expression ferocious.

"Are you the only birdman?"

Berkeley looked horrified and couldn't help but move back.

"Don't come over here! Ah!"

Fu Wenqiu raised the knife and lowered it. As Berkeley screamed, his wings were chopped off alive.

"Come on, come on, the next knife will be aimed at your bird's neck."

Fu Wenqiu's giant ax rubbed back and forth on his neck.

Beckley was so frightened that he fainted.

"Tsk, this is not scary!"

Fu Wenqiu put away the giant ax with disdain, called the Inspectorate and asked them to collect the heads.

The vehicle could not be taken away as evidence, so the three simply walked home.

Chen Qing was still a little confused. How could a diamond-level expert be like this? !

Seeing that Chen Qing was still a little confused, Fu Wenqiu explained:

"The ability of Yan Ling is acceptable to those whose level is more than one level lower than their own, as long as they don't directly cause death, and the backlash they receive is acceptable."

"I see, how did that Holy Spirit cult come about? There is actually a Diamond Spirit Practitioner in it!"

Su Luoluo was indignant:

"You heard that you have seen videos about that dark history. When the alien races began to recruit slaves, that was the origin of these alien races."

"Later, the alien race made a contract with us and turned it into a secret realm game. These people gathered together and turned into a cult. They lived on the Blue Star and exchanged information with the alien race to obtain resources."

"The Holy Spirit Cult is a cult controlled by the Angel Clan!"

Fu Wenqiu added with a smile:

"It's okay. These cults have low abilities and no spine. They cannot pose any real danger to the human race."

Chen Qing was a little confused.

"Then why not kill them?"

“If the cult disappears, where will the younger generation go to gain experience?”

Fu Wenqiu looked at Chen Qing meaningfully.

"The sardines in the tank are likely to live longer only when they are in crisis."

Chen Qing: Good guy, you are raising gu, right?

The three of them chatted and walked home.

Fu Wenqiu took out a palm-sized white wing.

"This is the prop that was peeled off Berkeley's body just now. It's made of angel wings. It's just a reward for your information."

"Grandpa! You are my biological grandfather!"

Chen Qing's hands looked touched, and descriptions of the props appeared in front of him.

[Name: Holy Wings]

[Type: Flying]

[Function: Flying]

[Introduction: The props of the angel tribe were originally owned by a little trash from the human race. Fu Wenqiu, a man who was convinced by virtue, snatched it away and gave it to the younger generation he was optimistic about. ]

[Remark 1: Close-fitting: It can be turned into a tattoo and attached to the body. When using it, just activate the tattoo with Spirit Power. ]

[Remark 2: Flying: Simple flying ability, the speed is changed according to the input amount of Spiritual Qi. ]

[Note 3: My Holy Light: When the owner is hurt, the wings can consume Spirit Power for healing. ]

Three abilities are good, and one has a healing effect.

The reason why Berkeley's treatment didn't take effect before was probably because Fu Wenqiu was too strong and his treatment speed couldn't keep up!

Chen Qing put the wings on his back with excitement on his face. With the input of Spirit Power, the wings soon turned into tattoos and were painted on his back.

Chen Qing instantly felt a pair of wings appearing behind him, which could direct movement like arms.

He retracted his wings happily and said to Wen Qiu in a rude manner:

"Grandpa, whatever you want to eat, I'll cook for you!"

"Curry beef!"

Su Luoluo answered quickly.

"What's the matter with you? Good-for-nothing aunt!"

Chen Qing directly ignored Su Luoluo's needs.

"You unfilial nephew!"

Su Luoluo flew over and grabbed Chen Qing's neck fiercely.

"Suffocated! Suffocated!"

Chen Qing struggled in pain.

Fu Wenqiu looked at the two people fighting with each other with a faint smile on his face, like a frail scholar.

After finishing the meal, Fu Wenqiu said goodbye and left.

Seeing that it was still early, Chen Qing walked slowly towards the school. He hadn't received the principal's reward yet!

In the afternoon there should be a Cultivation Technique class.

But when we got to the classroom, there was no one there.

Chen Qing thought for a while and walked towards the competition ground.

Before they even got close to the competition arena, they heard screams and screams coming from inside.

Chen Qing hurriedly ran in and saw all the students from the Martial Spirit class surrounded by the audience.

There was an unknown boy on the stage who was fighting against Zhu Daqiang.

Ignoring the peashooters and poisonous mushrooms, he launched a frantic attack on the boy.

But it didn't even break the boy's skin, leaving only white marks on his arms.

"How is this going?"

In the audience, Sun Xing sat on the ground with wounds all over his body, staring at the fight on the stage with humiliation in his eyes.

Chen Qing hurriedly went over and asked.

Seeing Chen Qing, Sun Xing seemed to be relieved and said hurriedly:

"This is Mingtai from Cangnan No. 2 Middle School, who is also a player in the college league. We were still training this morning, and he rushed in to provoke us."

"We couldn't help but started fighting with him, but Shen Liu, Du Xiao and the others lost, and are now sent to the school doctor's office."

"Where's Yue Wei?"

Chen Qing asked, if Yue Wei was here, Mingtai should lose quickly.

"Sister Weiwei asked for leave just like you, this bitch must have taken advantage of you two to ask for leave and came here!"

Chen Qing held his forehead, he remembered!

According to Yue Wei's physique, he should still be drunk now!

"Then Mingtai also said that the spiritual practitioners in our school are all just showy. If Yue Wei and you were here, it would still be a matter of one move!"

"Holy shit, I can't stand this anymore!"

Chen Qing looked unhappy.

"It's okay to scold my classmates, but you can't scold me!"

"Zhu Daqiang couldn't bear it any longer, so he came on stage after I lost. But he didn't summon his coconut cannon, so he might not be able to defeat me."

Chen Qing turned to look at the stage with a solemn expression.

Zhu Daqiang's plant seeds require a large amount of Spirit Power to condense, and they can only last for three days after being condensed.

Especially for powerful plants such as Cabbage Fist and Coconut Cannon, it takes more than half of the Spirit Power to condense one plant.

Therefore, when he is sure that there will be a battle, he will gather one or two days in advance.

Usually I gather some pea shooters and poisonous mushrooms as backup.