"Fellow Daoist Cheng, it seems you shouldn't be here."

In the spirit ship corridor, when Qin Cheng and Peng Shui walked out of the room, the old man in black stood in front of them like a ghost.

Dai Feng was not sure of the identities of Qincheng's people, so he attacked other pharmacists in the hall and did not count Qincheng's four people among them.

"It seems to be very lively down there. Let's go down and take a look. It shouldn't be a hindrance." Qin Cheng said calmly.

"I advise you to stay in your room, and it's best not to go anywhere." The old man said coldly.

"What if I insist on going?"

"Then ask the spirit blade in my hand if it will answer."

The old man shook his arm, and a cold blood-colored spiritual sword appeared in his hand.

For a moment, the entire corridor suddenly became cold.

The sharp sword light shook the void, as if it could tear the heaven and the earth apart.

"Get out of here right away. It's best not to force me to do anything."

The tip of the knife was pointed directly at Qin Cheng, and the old man narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, I really want to try it."

Behind Qin Cheng, Peng Shui suddenly grinned and swayed.

Whoosh!

In front of their eyes, Peng Shui disappeared and rushed to the old man in an instant.

"This guy is suddenly so fast."

Qin Cheng was slightly surprised. Peng Shui's speed just now almost reached the level of his own Qiankun Shifting Skill.

And Peng Shui's body suddenly became crystal clear again the moment it came into contact with the old man.

As if covered with spar, the arms were looped together, like a big lock, tightly clamping the old man's arms from the front.

"You are looking for death!"

The eyes of the old man in black flashed with astonishment, and then became furious.

Before he could react, Peng Shui grabbed his body.

But when have you ever seen a monk in the Tribulation Realm fight in this way?

What's the use of holding on to your own body? Do you think that mortals can't fight?

As soon as the old man's black energy spread out, thick air waves radiated in all directions, threatening to knock Peng Shui away.

"Qin Cheng, why don't you take action?" Peng Shui's whole body rattled and he couldn't help shouting.

"Sorry, I thought you had practiced some amazing skills these past few days."

Qin Cheng smiled and raised his hand.

Thousands of black lights suddenly flew out of his sleeves, condensed into a black arrow, and pierced the old man in black.

Sky-eating insects.

All are thumb-sized, sky-eating insects that have been cultivated to the elite level and have golden lines on their bodies!

After being promoted to the elite level, the Sky-eating Insects are far from what they used to be in terms of strength and speed.

Puff puff puff!

The moment the old man couldn't move, these teeth were so sharp that they could eat poisonous insects all over the world, and they instantly penetrated the head of the old man in black.

The old man in black eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

After Peng Shui let go, his body fell backwards and landed with a crash.

In an instant, all the souls were extinguished!

The old man couldn't believe it. He was obviously a monk who had reached the Tribulation Realm, and his body was tempered to withstand the attack of spiritual weapons, but he was actually bitten by these insects and penetrated his head.

Blood spattered, and Peng Shui on the side was covered in blood, and he was a little dumbfounded.

When he trapped this old man, he expected that Qin Cheng would be able to seize this fleeting opportunity and kill this man.

After all, I still have faith in this guy Qin Cheng.

But Peng Shui didn't know what Qin Cheng would do.


Chapter completed!