Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

In an instant, Bian Er threw out several talismans, which, with a few quick movements, combined to form a giant fireball.

The surrounding temperature suddenly became scorching hot.

It felt like being in a furnace.

The air was thick with intense heat.

"Nangong Qinghe, taste my fireball!" Bian Er licked his lips, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Today, he's going to get rid of this biggest worry—his treasure.

Looting corpses was his favorite activity.

Qianrui immediately tried to block with his fist, but Nangong Qinghe stepped forward, her eyes sharp, "You can't beat him."

Then, Nangong Qinghe's eyes paused, and the fireball stopped in mid-air as it flew towards them.

The fireball rolled and grew fiercer, and Bian Er took out another talisman to attack.

You could see the fine beads of sweat on Nangong Qinghe's forehead. He was already exhausted, and he had also expended too much energy during this period. He was barely managing to get here.

Now, facing the second debater, the situation is somewhat dire.

Although Nangong Qinghe stopped the fireball's attack, the scorching surrounding environment still made them very uncomfortable.

He controlled the trajectory of the fireball, trying to push it out, but things didn't go as planned; Bian Er seemed to have guessed his intention.

He took out a string of emerald green prayer beads from behind his back, absorbed the spiritual energy within, and instantly felt full of energy.

"Nangong Qinghe, you can block one fireball, but try blocking two!"

Bian Er quickly threw out a stack of talismans, and even from a distance, one could see the complex incantations on them.

The talisman seemed to contain other powers, and with Bian Er's blessing, it all burned into fireballs. As the fireballs accumulated, a second huge fireball rose out of thin air.

"Ha ha ha ha-"

Bian Er laughed wildly and said smugly, "Nangong Qinghe, the outside world says you are very powerful and famous at a young age. This time, let's see what tricks you can come up with."

"It's just spatial ability, what can't I take advantage of!"

Nangong Qinghe's abilities are well-known; his primary ability is a talent-type ability: spatial manipulation.

His ability is different from the power to create a space. His ability can only distort space and also use spatial transformations to absorb oxygen from it.

It can suffocate enemies in a small area.

Nangong Qinghe is a master of spatial abilities; he can distort space, causing enemies to explode from the inside out, and can instantly kill those weaker than him in spiritual power.

Nangong Qinghe could control his abilities to deal with Bian Er, but Bian Er's fireball contained a strange power that he had never seen before.

He focused all his strength on controlling the fireball, but he couldn't break it.

Nangong Qinghe could only maintain a delicate balance in the situation.

"Bian Er, the outcome is still uncertain. How do you know I will lose today?"

Nangong Qinghe's face turned even paler, but her tone remained firm.

He slowly raised his eyes, his dark pupils reflecting a fiery red light.

The light was even brighter than it had been in Jing Li's eyes just now.

"Defeat! I've lost?! Can't you see how much effort you're putting in?"

Bian Er was in high spirits, as if defeating Nangong Qinghe was a special honor. "Today, you will be defeated by me!"

……

Bian Ling watched this scene from the side. He looked around but did not find any trace of the Gu.

This puzzled him.

Isn't there a lot of human Gu here?

So he walked aside, wanting to go further to check the situation.

Human Gu?

A cover-up?!?

Bian Ling was momentarily stunned before realizing that Kuroko, who had come with them, was gone.

Ran!

This is interesting. It seems that no one has ever been able to tamper with the people detained by name at Jinzhen Temple since ancient times.

He designed it himself? Bian Er isn't stupid; didn't he know his intentions?

He's run away, but where can he go? No one will take him in anymore.

Bian Ling didn't think much about this matter; in his eyes, Hei Tong was just an insignificant person.

Right now, he's wondering if the human Gu actually exists. If it does, how could he not hear a single sound?

With so many people surrounding them, the human-gu should have noticed long ago.

The scent of living people is a deadly temptation for them.

Nangong Qian was also anxiously watching the situation over there. The siblings were of one mind, and she could sense that her brother was not in a good state.

Furthermore, she grew up with Nangong Qinghe and had a good understanding of her brother's temperament.

The way he looks definitely doesn't mean anything good.

Nangong Qian's nails dug into her palms with tension, seemingly oblivious to the pain.

However, Jing Li had strong opinions.

"You're holding my hand and trying to pinch me?"

Jing Li glanced at her casually, her eyes clearly reproachful, "So you weren't pinching your own hand, were you?"

Although the original owner's family was very poor and her hands were very rough, after Jing Li's soul arrived in this body, her skin had long been made delicate and tender.

At this moment, her fair skin was completely red, a truly pitiful sight.

She forcefully pulled Nangong Qian's hand away.

"Can't you pinch yourself?!"

The tone was full of disdain.

Nangong Qian was jolted back to reality by the forceful pull. She anxiously muttered, "Boss, do you think Big Brother will lose?"

She was so nervous; how could this dead Taoist priest be so powerful?

And there are still two of them!

Her gaze lingered between Bian Er and Bian Ling.

She's not good-looking, so how can she be so vicious?

Nangong Qian was afraid that Bian Ling would attack her from behind, so she kept a close eye on his behavior.

Looking at her reddened hands, Jing Li replied, "Loss? Maybe, or maybe I won't lose. It depends on who has more tricks up their sleeve. Right now, the two of us are just at the peak of the competition."

She had never seen sorcerers fight each other before.

In this world, Nangong Qinghe was the first Xuanshu master she had ever met who was still quite accomplished.

These two are the two somewhat capable guys she met in Dinyi.

However, if the sickly fellow hadn't left, he might have been able to block fireballs or other attacks.

That sickly fellow has many secrets!

Its defensive capabilities were unlike anything she had ever seen before. What could have caused this?

The mirror cannot detect it at all.

Someone far away in China suddenly sneezed violently.

He's been sneezing a lot these past few days; something seems off.

“Bi Yesheng!” Qiannian sat on the high-end luxury sofa, his head lowered, his dark, tousled hair shining brightly under the light.

His tone was loud and angry.

"Master!"

Bi Yesheng had been waiting outside the door, and Yun Qi's shout made him arrive at the opposite side of Yun Qi immediately.

What are your orders?

Immediately afterwards, someone came in from outside. Zhang Zhi looked at Bi Yesheng's sincere yet confused expression.

My heart skipped a beat. Oh no, the young master is up to his old tricks again.

He cautiously looked around, and finally Yun Qi spoke, "Go and check if that woman is still in Dianyi!"

Yun Qi stared absentmindedly at the book in front of him. He was upset, and his tone sounded irritable.

"Yes, young master, I'll go and find out more."

Bi Yesheng readily agreed!

He turned around and was about to investigate.

Zhang Zhi looked at him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back...