The Ninth Secret Bureau

In the local arena competitions, Qi Pingan has never shown his true combat power to outsiders, so his ability has always been a mystery, even he hid himself deeper than Zhang Tunan... .The little heavenly master knows how to guard against thunder, so what will he do?

Simple close combat? Fighting on the physical level?

neither.

What he is good at is to make the "devil" appear in front of people, or to put himself in front of people... His power comes from the "devil", from his transformation into the sky, and from those who are not tolerated by the world. So at this moment, the audience in front of the screen was so afraid that they lost their voice, because they could feel the frightening breath even across the screen.

This monk is a demon!

"Chen Xian, this human being is very special, different from other people." Mr. Skull said abruptly, and his interest in Qi Ping seemed to have grown at this moment, "I can feel his breath even sitting here. ..... I'm sure it is a very ancient power. I should have seen it a long time ago, but I forgot where I saw it."

"Do you feel that way too?"

Chen Xian glanced at him in surprise, and then said.

"Me too, I always feel like I've seen this kind of breath somewhere, but I can't remember it anymore..."

Compared with the audience in front of the screen, Yi Xiaoan and the others were the most shocked, because the gradually solidified horror shadow is crossing the boundary between illusion and reality... To say that it is a shadow formed by fog, it is better to say that it is a black statue of Tibetan Buddhism.

That's right, those black mists have completely solidified and assumed a state of substantial existence.

It's like a black metal.

Therefore, the giant figure has become clear, and anyone who has a certain understanding of Buddhist culture can recognize... The angry face of the six-day demon king Bo Xun!

"He... is he a monster..."

Yuan Shuan had forgotten his previous anger at this moment, and his face paled when he looked at Qi Ping, who had four arms on his back, and started to tremble.

"How can he have six hands?!"

"Fuck me, how do I feel like he is like Big Devil Piccolo..." Yi Xiaoan took two steps back nervously, looking at the four arms that exuded a strong **** smell, he was also surprised and surprised. I'm afraid, because the impact of this picture is too strong, he really can't stand it.

"This...what the **** is going on...The information we've collected doesn't say that he can grow four hands..." Li Daoqi also became nervous. .

"Why is he more terrifying than those abnormal lives..." Zheng Xianxian stepped back a few steps to get away from the battlefield. Tan Xiaochan next to him was even more afraid to speak at this moment, with a tender face. Was frightened.

"Could it be that the legend is true... he is really the reincarnation of the King of Freedom... impossible... how could such a mysterious thing be true..."

Shen Qingcheng was also shocked by this scene and lost her previous peace. The black and white eyes under the frame of the frame were full of incredible.

Although the information collected by their team is lacking, which is as detailed as the information that Chen Xian took from the Secret Bureau, there are also many records about Qi Ping An, such as those rumors circulating in Tibetan areas..... Some people say that he is the reincarnation of the King of Freedom, while others say that he is a "devil" hidden in Buddhism.

All in all, those rumors have always been regarded by Shen Qingcheng as useless information. The credibility in her view is almost zero, but now... There is no "special" place in Qi'an, and the alien circles in Tibetan areas will certainly not arrange him in this way. After all, he is a buddhist child. If he is the reincarnation of the demon king Bo Xun who hindered the Buddha's attainment, then this would point to him. What's the difference between the nose yelling mother?

"Still too young."

Shen Qingcheng seems to have realized what will happen next. The expression on her face is helpless and regretful. She only hates that she thought too little at the beginning. If she grasps some information points to understand Qi Ping'an, maybe there will still be Opportunity to fight hard.

"Just one trick, you guys be careful."

Qi Ping'an smiled at the people present. The four arms that drilled from his back looked no different from his original two arms. When he wanted to make certain movements, those arms naturally behaved very obediently. .

At this moment, the blood on Qi Ping'an's arm hadn't dried out yet, but he had already made further movements.

His six hands each formed a kind of Tantric mudra that no one had ever seen before, and at the same time he started to chant words, as if he was chanting a certain scripture or mantra, but it was definitely not familiar to everyone. Language...Shen Qingcheng listened carefully for a while, and found that all he was chanting in his mouth should be Sanskrit.

Along with this weird and unspeakable chanting, Qi Ping'an's body also appeared with black totem-like patterns, many of which were tantric patriarchal seals made of Sanskrit.

No one at the scene recognized the Sanskrit scripts that came out of him, and even Shen Qingcheng, who had a little understanding of Sanskrit, did not recognize what those ancient seals meant.

"Defect, human demon, light, reincarnation, proof..."

Mr. Skeleton looked at the close-ups of the totems that appeared on the screen, and muttered these incoherent words softly.

"You know?" Chen Xian looked at him in surprise.

"Know some." Mr. Skull nodded, with a very confused expression, "These words are a bit similar to the words of a certain country of our time, but they should have been simplified. I can't understand many places."

Mr. Skull, the writing of their time?

When Chen Xian heard this answer, his expression became more complicated, because the last time he heard Mr. Skull say this was when the history and origin of Oracle bone inscriptions were broadcast on TV, he also said that Oracle bone inscriptions were very similar to the characters used in the time he lived in. , But the same is simplified.

"Boss! That giant moved!"

"Fuck you! Grandpa! How about let's help Daoqi surrender and surrender!"

"They will be fine..."

"This trick is not easy to pick up, maybe something will go wrong."

When there was a mass in the private room, Chen Xian found that Qi Ping'an in the screen was gradually "disappearing", and some black mist separated from the huge statue behind him was covering his body.

After a while, he completely disappeared from everyone's sight, and the black mist that had gradually engulfed him also dispersed, and no one could find him.

"I'll give you a countdown, get ready to take the move..."

The sound of Qi Ping'an echoed in the arena, and the source of the sound seemed to be the statue of the free **** that was motionless like a metal cast.

Hearing his slightly rampant words, Yi Xiaoan and the others are ready to bite the bullet and take him no matter how scared they are, even if they are beaten to death here, they will not be able to admit defeat.

"three."

The atmosphere in the arena became extremely depressed, and everyone raised their heads to look at the motionless horror idol.

"two."

When Qi Ping'an's voice fell, his idol transformed into the sky also turned his head, and his angry and ferocious face also directed at everyone present.

now.

Yi Xiaoan squeezed the red rope tied to the gong, Li Daoqi squeezed the magic sword in his hand, and Shen Qingcheng calmly began to perform the descending technique. The same goes for everyone else. Everyone is like Facing the enemy's expression.

"one."

When the countdown reached the last number, Qi Ping'an seemed to sigh. Perhaps in his opinion, these bear children are really ignorant. He clearly felt that he was invincible but he did not admit defeat... Forget it. , Then let me, my elder brother, give them an education of love.

With a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, the idol of him transformed into the sky broke apart without warning, as if the explosive inside was suddenly detonated, and the black mist that was almost condensed into metal also recovered. Intact...

In an instant, the entire wasteland in the center of the main stadium was flooded by the black mist bursting out of the idols. Yi Xiaoan and the others wanted to escape, but the speed of the black mist was much faster than their movements. ..... It was like a huge tsunami that hit suddenly, Qi Ping'an didn't give them a chance at all, and immediately drowned them in this strange black ocean.