Chapter 2277

Mu Yan's heart sank a little bit. You don't have to ask. This man must come from Xiuxian land. Only a part of people in the land of cultivating immortals can be so clear about the affairs of the master of divine music. As for Xiuzhen mainland, at most, it left a little legend. It's just impossible to see the identity of her master from her battle. Qin Qingye looked at her ugly face with satisfaction, and her expression was comfortable and leisurely: "Jun Mu Yan, I advise you not to resist in vain."“ Maybe in the eyes of these wastes in Xiuzhen continent, you are very powerful, but in my eyes, you are just a mole ant. If you don't want to pass on the divine musician in your mind, if you don't want to let my breath out and let the people above know, I just need a finger to crush you Mu Yan looked at him coldly and didn't speak. Qin Qingye flew down slowly, and clasped her chin with a look of astonishment. "It's a pity to kill such a beautiful face. Why don't you follow me? As long as you obediently hand over all the inheritance of the divine musician, I will take you back to the land of Xiuzhen. It's a monk's paradise. Many people can't go there if they want to. "“ As long as you are obedient and serve me well, I can promise to take you up... "Before the words fall, Qin Qingye suddenly steps back. After standing still, he felt his cheek calmly. His left cheek was cut off. Qin Qingye's face suddenly sank down: "Jun Muyan, you are toasting, don't want to have a drink?" Mu Yan sneered and shook his head: "I'm so sorry. I can't eat toasts and drinks in front of your disgusting face." Qin Qingye's eyes burst out a strong sense of killing: "little girl, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, do you? Well, I'll wait for you to kneel down and beg for me in a moment As soon as his voice fell, he raised his hand. All of a sudden, the meat ball above vibrated violently, and the silk thread also vibrated violently. Then, Mu Yan's ears heard the familiar patter sound. Then came the disgusting smell of putrefaction. A Fu Qiu, ten times bigger than just now, appeared in front of Mu Yan. Mu Yan's pupil shrank, and said in a deep voice: "corrupt Qiu noumenon." Qin Qingye sat on the top of the meatball, watching the play, while leisurely way: "I just said, I told you, most of the words are true."“ Your thunderbolt and thunder fire may be able to deal with Fu Qiu's separation, but you want to deal with Fu Qiu's noumenon. Oh, it's just a joke. "“ In addition, there is one more point. " Qin Qingye tapped on the ball of meat under his body. "I also said that the so-called Dead gate is actually a kind of Yin thing. Once this Yin thing is combined with Fu Qiu, it will make it disappear even its last weakness." At the moment of Qin Qingye's percussion, countless silk threads suddenly appeared on the meat ball and shot at the rotting Qiu. Soon, originally just a lump of soft mud, the rotting Qiu began to slowly change his shape and grow his body and limbs. Its body is still covered with mud that can carbonize flesh and blood and devour spiritual power. Head is a pair of greedy mung bean eyes, staring at Mu Yan, like staring at the most delicious food. Qin Qingye said coldly, "I gave you a chance. Just now, if you are willing to surrender, I will leave you a chance. It's a pity that you gave up on your own. Now, you can only be the fodder for the rotten Qiu... As long as I swallow you, the border will soon be eroded, and I can get what I want, ha ha ha... "