Chapter three hundred and three, just a Phantom Tattoo

"Are you Zhang Xuanqi? "

The cold in Qin long's eyes is like a tidal current to surge to overflow to the youth sink voice to ask a way.

Zhang Xuanqi ha ha a smile, the eyes of Qin long cold does not care, as if Qin long in his eyes is just an ordinary person, no threat.

"That's me. You came to me through the triple barrier so you could talk to me, otherwise it would be too boring. "

Zhang Xuanqi sneered, his right hand stroked and rotated two blue beads, the surface has a cloud-like texture, each rotation stroked once, the blue beads will light up a green awn.

Qin Long Double Eyes Tiny Mi, he can see that the two blue beads are three products Lingshi, containing Lingyuan, grasp in the hands of play stroke, at any time and anywhere can be spiritual strength of the hardening and blessing.

Is also a spirit stone is an auxiliary spirit, only like Zhang Xuanqi this level of mission only have the high-level treatment, if it is a bit more ordinary monks, no such conditions to enjoy.

This is the life of the rich and powerful, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Zhang Xuanqi noticed the sight of the blue beads in Qin long's hands and a playful smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Why, are you interested in them? They're yours. "

Zhang Xuanqi looked down at the hands of blue beads, indifferent smile, do not care to throw to the Qin long, like throwing garbage, Pata two, blue beads fall in front of the Qin Long.

Qin Long Vision swept the body in front of the blue double beads, the surface of the blue flow cloud-like suffused with light Blue Aura, emitting a pure aura.

"This is the North Pole flow soul ball, three goods auxiliary soul thing, take in the body can be replenished all the time spirit, get the spirit of quenching, keep the best state. "

"To you, a barbarian from a savage land, this is something you will never get in your life, not with your skill or your means. "

"But I like you, you are different from other barbarians. If you become my Zhang Xuanqi's man and work for me, I can make you enjoy... "

But Zhang Xuanqi did not finish, Qin long's next move let his face proud smile mengran stiff, eyes emerge a thick cold.

Qin Long a foot to crush them directly, but smashing is the surface of the beads, the most important part is one of the spiritual source.

Two CYAN Lingyuan Pan eye-catching Qingmang, full-bodied Lingli in which surging.

Qin Long picked up the two spiritual sources, the corners of his mouth with a smile of disdain, looked to Zhang Xuanqi said: "is not two spiritual sources, what is curious. "

"And what the Hell were you talking about? I didn't catch that. "

PSST!

Qin Long lightly one KNEADS, two spirit source is crushed, make the spirit force of cyan leakage comes out.

A good three goods spirit, so destroyed!

Zhang Xuanqi's face was overcast, and even though the two beads were of no importance to him, Qin long had destroyed them in front of him, and was not beating him in the face?

This is a provocation and disrespect to him!

"Do you want to die? "

A mighty spiritual wave like a tsunami surged, shaking the entire floor of the restaurant, all around the banquet was spiritual wave vibration into powder.

The luxury restaurant was turned into a ruin by Zhang Xuanqi's spiritual power.

Qin Long look unchanged, but he has been on the shoulders of the outside world is not interested, always playing purple spirit ball of the little tree people, but the anger of Zhang Xuanqi to the extreme.

The little tree man's face was wild with rage, and he clutched the purple orb in his hand. He glared at Zhang Xuanqi. His teeth trembled, and a hoarse roar came from his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? "

Qin Long saw the change of small tree people feel strange, how small tree people to Zhang Xuanqi resentment so big.

The little tree man looked at Qin long angrily. His left hand pointed to Zhang Xuanqi. His right hand threw a purple spirit ball as if to say: Can I beat him?

Get up some speechless, he did not react at all to deal with the Zhangs death row, how to see Zhang Xuanqi as if simply to his father's enemies.

"Yeah, knock yourself out. "

Qin Long is also very curious about the strength of the young tree people in the end how strong, he can easily suppress the power of the Holy Spirit, but also squeezed into a ball in play, certainly not to be underestimated!

With Qin Long's permission, the young tree man jumped from his shoulders onto a table beside him that had been disturbed by Zhang Xuanqi's spiritual power.

He was three inches tall, with one hand pointing at Zhang Xuanqi and the other holding the purple orb. His face glared at Zhang Xuanqi with an angry look, and his mouth twitched and shrieked like he was cursing Zhang Xuanqi. It was very funny.

Zhang Xuanqi looked at him coldly at the little tree that was pointing and shouting at him. Then he took another look at Qin long and said coldly, "you are looking down on me. Let a little guy fight me? "

"If you can't beat my little brother, you don't deserve to fight me. "

Qin Long will just Zhang Xuanqi began to ridicule his words, but also to the other side.

When Zhang Xuanqi heard this, he laughed twice, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. "I will make you realize what real power is, " he said with a grim look on his face

"starting with you, little one! "

When Zhang Xuanqi saw the little tree man's arrogance, as if he could really deal with himself, his anger would not come from anywhere.

Zhang Xuanqi Mengdi raise his hand, the Aura in all directions as if by the call of god-like Mengran gathered to him, in its body to form a very fast rotation of the Blue Spirit cyclone.

Boom!

With the continuous spiritual convergence and surging in the restaurant, because of too great spiritual force, make the whole building is shaking, and then will not insist on destruction.

The spiritual wind roared around the Dragon, and his expression remained the same as a rock.

The little tree man, too, was unaffected. The Lotus above his head, white with white light, and carrying the purple orb as flat as a shoe in a violent spiritual storm, rushed to Zhang Xuanqi.

"Hmm? "

Zhang Xuanqi eyes a MI, to say Qin long is not affected he can also accept, after all, he rushed all the way to see himself in the eye, strength can not be underestimated.

But the little tree man he is just a pet, a little realm fluctuation did not feel, at most the head of the Lotus is more strange just.

However Small Tree Person Meng however jumps up, raise the Purple Ling Spring in the hand, the facial expression is indignant, Meng ground to Zhang Xuanqi hits down.

Boom!

Purple Spirit Ball Hit, as if the meteorite falls, with the power and momentum to turn the world upside down, Shu ran will Zhang Xuanqi spirit whirlwind to resolve.

"What? " Zhang Xuanqi startled, the power of the spirit ball to resolve all his spiritual power, even to hide, the door was directly hit by the spirit ball.

However, something strange happened. Zhang Xuanqi was hit by a spirit ball and turned into a pool of powder. At the same time, the restaurant was destroyed. The ground under his feet turned into a huge tournament stage surrounded by more than a dozen people.

Originally, this is only Zhang Xuanqi a phantom body, to test the strength of the Qin long just.