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The reason why Yun Qingyan was so angry was not just because Qi Ling was severely injured by the Clay Bodhisattva and almost died.
It’s not just because of Ni Bodhisattva’s weird remarks!
It was also because Ni Bodhisattva, Shi Long and others treated him, Yun Qingyan, as a chess piece on the chessboard!
Because they were worried that Yun Qingyan would jump out of the chessboard and escape their control.
Because they are worried that Yun Qingyan will grow too fast and one day threaten their status.
They actually used the excuse of destiny, and then wanted to kill Yun Qingyan!
These reasons, combined together, completely doomed the life-and-death stance between Yun Qingyan and them.
Yun Qingyan took action completely. The overwhelming power of the fairy spirit surged out from his body and rolled towards the Clay Bodhisattva.
At this time, the Clay Bodhisattva has been imprisoned by the space he controls, and has no ability to avoid the impact of this wave of fairy power.
“Ah…”
The Clay Bodhisattva roared, because the voice was very young. Although the scream was heartbreaking, it gave people the feeling that it was not like facing life and death torture, but more like a child being slapped in the palm by an old gentleman in a private school. child.
“Little friend Yun, the destiny cannot be violated. It’s just that you don’t comply with the destiny. You actually want to put the person who carries out the destiny to death…”
“Do you know that your sin is irreparable by death!”
Although the Clay Bodhisattva was in pain and roared uncontrollably, after roaring, he still endured the pain to ‘persuade’ Yun Qingyan.
The ground below.
I have endured the prayer for a long time, and finally used my spiritual consciousness to angrily send a message: “Boss, I can’t do it anymore. If you don’t let me kill the Clay Bodhisattva with my own hands, I am afraid that I will give birth to an inner demon!”
The anger in Qi Ling’s heart had already dissipated a lot, especially after seeing Yun Qingyan merge and knead the Clay Bodhisattva in his palms.
However, the Mud Bodhisattva, who has been reduced to a fish on the chopping board, is still able to say such strange remarks.
From Qi Ling’s point of view, this is simply intolerable! This is intolerable!
At this time, the spirit of praying is just recovering its vitality, and it will take some time for its cultivation to recover.
But after he finished communicating with Yun Qingyan’s spiritual consciousness, before Yun Qingyan could reply, his figure floated up into the air and flew towards the void where Yun Qingyan and the Ni Bodhisattva were.
Qi Ling gritted his teeth along the way. He was so angry. It was not that he had never seen shameless people, but this was the first time he had seen someone as shameless as the Clay Bodhisattva.
“Little friend Yun, it’s safe to turn around. No one can disobey destiny, not even you!”
Unknown to the Clay Bodhisattva, the praying spirit has already flown here and is still ‘persuading’ Yun Qingyan earnestly.
Yun Qingyan’s eyes were narrowed to the extreme!
If the Clay Bodhisattva begs for mercy, or moves away from his past relationship, Yun Qingyan might even spare him a life…
However, Ni Bodhisattva’s argument that he wanted to survive was completely irritating Yun Qingyan and motivating Yun Qingyan to kill him.
“Boss, give him to me, and I guarantee that he will die miserably!” The voice of praying sounded again. This time, it was not a voice transmitted by divine consciousness, but said directly.
As the voice fell, Qi Ling’s body appeared behind Yun Qingyan.
Qi Ling looked at the Clay Bodhisattva, still breathing fire, as if he wanted to eat him.
The gnashing of teeth on the face seems to match the gaze, as if he really wants to eat the clay Buddha alive.
“Kill him early, extract his soul, and take him to the Ying family in Yingzhou!” Yun Qingyan took a step back and handed the Clay Bodhisattva to Qi Ling to deal with.
“Don’t worry, boss, what’s the fun in torturing the body? If you want to torture, torture his soul!” Qi Ling nodded.
From Qi Ling’s point of view, only by torturing the soul of the Clay Bodhisattva can the hatred be relieved and the hatred in the heart be vented.
Qi Ling’s body expanded with a loud bang, and in an instant it was the size of a hill. Suddenly, Qi Ling grabbed the Clay Bodhisattva with one claw.
This space has been controlled by Yun Qingyan, and the Clay Bodhisattva in it cannot resist any attack.
Qi Ling grabbed out his claws and held the Clay Bodhisattva in his palm with just one glance.
“Ni Bodhisattva, I heard that you are the number one fortune-taker in all the worlds. Can you figure out whether I will ‘go against heaven’ or ‘go with heaven’ next?”
Qi Ling looked at the way of the Clay Bodhisattva filled with blood.
Especially when talking about ‘Guitian’ and ‘Shuntian’, he deliberately emphasized his tone.
Before the Clay Bodhisattva could reply, the huge claws of the praying spirit had already begun to shrink, as if they were about to crush the Clay Bodhisattva’s body.
The face of Ni Bodhisattva is very pale. Just by looking at it, you can feel that he is suffering from severe pain.
What is surprising is that he is actually holding back, holding back…not to scream.
It wasn’t until Qi Ling stopped shrinking slightly and gave him a chance to breathe that the Ni Bodhisattva said in a difficult voice: “Little friend Qi Ling, you have no respect for heaven in your heart. How can a person like you understand what it means to be obedient to heaven? What is against heaven? ”
“Hahaha…”
When Qi Ling heard this sentence, he laughed directly, and then said: “Although I don’t respect heaven, but I like to trample on heaven! Especially like you, a saint who fulfills the destiny for heaven!”
“Trample? You can’t!” Clay Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.
“I said, I am fulfilling my destiny and God will protect me. You cannot kill me!”
This time, not only Qi Ling sneered, but even Yun Qingyan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“Hahaha, what did you say? We can’t kill you?”
“Okay! Okay!” Yun Qingyan said “ok” three times in a row, “I will see if I, Emperor Yun, can kill your Clay Bodhisattva today!”
When Qi Ling heard Yun Qingyan say that he wanted to kill the Clay Bodhisattva with his own hands, he quickly threw the Clay Bodhisattva in his hand to Yun Qingyan, as if he had injected chicken blood into it.
As soon as Yun Qingyan thought in his heart, he extended a fairy power and imprisoned the Clay Bodhisattva in the void.
“Ni Bodhisattva, I don’t know if you have any memories of waking up. In the fairy world, we have an old friend in common… an old friend who is usually very unreliable, but at critical moments, he will never betray his friends.”
As Yun Qingyan spoke, he slowly stretched out a palm, and above Yun Qingyan and the higher void of the Mud Bodhisattva, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun gradually condensed.
This big hand exudes a vast and desolate atmosphere.
Faintly, there is still a pressure that is more terrifying than the power of God.
Ni Bodhisattva’s eyes focused. Yun Qingyan’s palm felt familiar to him, but for a moment, he couldn’t remember where he had seen this palm.
“This palm is the first form of Xu Yuan’s true solution, created by Xu Yuan! He is also our common old friend, a very unreliable, extremely unreliable old friend!” Yun Qingyan Watching the Clay Bodhisattva speak slowly, the big hand of the sky pressed down, “But although he is unreliable, he will never do anything… to hurt his friends!”