This was Zhao Qing's first battle. Although he was full of confidence in himself beforehand, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the corpse of the old man surnamed Yu and the soul that was included in the demon tribute ring.

When practicing martial artists, due to the different aspects of their cultivation secret techniques, such as strength, speed, physique, defense, and spirit, the secret techniques of the Demon Hu Sect focus on strength and speed, while the secret laws of the Elong Gate focus on strength and defense.

Warriors rely on practicing secret techniques to continuously improve one or two qualities of the body, and finally break through the limit barrier of the human body and sublimate their lives.

Although life has been sublimated, due to the martial arts masters, they all have their own expertise, and on the other hand, they have their own shortcomings.

Zhao Qing is different. He did not break through the limit of his body by practicing secret techniques, but only began to practice the secret techniques of the Demon Tiger Sect after his body broke through the limit.

Therefore! Zhao Qing has no obvious shortcomings, and because of practicing the secret technique of the Demon Tiger Sect, his strength and speed have increased to a certain extent.

These are the things Zhao Qing relies on. First battles are very important to him, and his combat experience is now beginning to accumulate.

Ten minutes later, the security room of the building, the staff in uniform fainted on the ground, and Zhao Qing sat upright on the chair, handling all the video records about the building without hesitation. In just a moment, all the videos were cleared.

After dealing with these things, Zhao Qing took the subway home. Although every part of the city was full of cameras, which greatly curbed the sin, Zhao Qing was not worried that he would appear in the camera. With his cultivation and perception at this time, he could naturally erase his traces through some blind spots and some small methods.

Even if someone knew about it later, Lin Xiao once hired someone to assassinate Zhao Qing, and the killer was captured in the end, letting him know something, but no one would think that the death of the old man surnamed Yu and Lin Xiao had a direct relationship with him. After all, the cultivation level he showed was eighth level.

An hour later, Zhao Qing returned home.

"Zhao Qing! You are back." Mother Li Lan had already quit her job and had a safe baby at home. She was cleaning at this time. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Zhao Qing with great trepidation.

Seeing his mother who was nervously detained, Zhao Qing was slightly stunned. After a while, she realized why her mother performed so much. It was because Zhao Qing would have another younger brother. After all, she is in her forties, and Zhao Qing is so outstanding that when she walks outside, people who know her will have different opinions.

What Li Lan is most worried about is that Zhao Qing looks at her with strange eyes like outsiders, so Zhao Qing spent the night outside for the first time, which made Li Lan think about the bad things, so she was so detained.

"My mother! You are so careless. I didn't tell you before. I met a friend, Wu Yu. He pulled me out to play last night and didn't call my family. It was my fault." Zhao Qing lies a kind lie and shows his attitude of admitting his mistake.

Hearing this, Li Lan was obviously relieved and immediately returned to her former true nature, saying, "Son! I suddenly thought of a question: You will get married and have children in a few years. At that time, should my grandson call you brother or uncle? My grandson and youngest son are only a few years apart at most. It is not suitable to call brother in terms of seniority, but it seems a bit weird to call him uncle."

Zhao Qing was sweating secretly, feeling that this problem had been left to the old mother to think about, so he said, "Mom! I was sleepy all night, so I went back to my room to sleep."

"Son! You said you don't care? Are you comforting me? Actually, you still feel strange in your heart?" Seeing Zhao Qing walking away in a hurry, Li Lan said hesitantly.

"..." Zhao Qing's eyes twitched suddenly.

Zhao Qing spent a lot of effort to comfort his mother Li Lan. When he returned to his room, it was already an hour later.

"Menophobia meets the pregnancy period, it is indeed not ordinary and difficult to deal with." Zhao Qing said to himself with a wry smile.

Although it didn't have much impact on Zhao Qing, it still consumed a certain amount of energy. The martial artist practiced martial arts and did not advance, and he would retreat. Therefore, the martial artists needed to keep their energy to the peak state frequently, so Zhao Qing was ready to make up for sleep.

However, before this, Zhao Qing needed to enter the demon ritual space to see. The white soul he obtained during this trip was the second white soul he obtained. With this soul, new changes may appear in the demon ritual space, which made Zhao Qing quite expect.

The demon tribute space is as boundless dark as ever. The altar is located in the center, and a black flame is burning in the center of the altar. Next to the flame is a soul-suppressing stone tablet. There is a white human-shaped mark on the stone tablet. This is Zhao Qing's only white soul at this time.

The black flame still gave Zhao Qing a cold feeling. When his mind was connected with the black flame, he saw an interface with four prints on the interface.

The first one is naturally the picture of the snail black crystal worm. At this time, two white souls are required to pay snail black crystal worm. The second one is Luocha purple thorn fruit, which has the effect of restoring life consumption. The memorial is required to pay sacrificial a white soul. At this time, Zhao Qing met this requirement, but he did not want to pay sacrificial auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious auspicious

At this time, Zhao Qing thought of saving the white soul first, and after saving enough two, he would pay tribute to the snail black crystal worm again.

The third seal is the first volume of the human race's primary cultivation method, and it requires the sacrifice of ten white souls, which makes Zhao Qing powerless.

The fourth picture print is a newly-appeared picture print, which is a black cloak.

"Senro Cloak."

"The interesting cloak, an offense and defense, is the most cost-effective weapon. It can be used as a stick, a spear, and a shield. Its characteristics: shadow of haze! Tough and indestructible! The memorial requires ten white souls, and the advanced requirement is: a gray soul."

A voice without any emotion sounded in Zhao Qing's mind, but when he heard the three words "cost-performance ratio", he twitched. Another meaning of these three words is that he was poor, and he could still hear this meaning.

However, a cloak was actually a weapon with an offense and defense, which surprised him very much. In addition, if he had a large number of white souls, would other weapons appear? This question was destined to be no answer to him...

The gray soul behind Zhao Qing was slightly stunned. This should be a soul of one level higher. This thing is very far away for him, because collecting white souls is already an extremely difficult task.

This time, Zhao Qing could only sigh again, exit the demon sacrificial space, and then lay on the bed for a sleep.

With Zhao Qing's cultivation at this time, sleeping and resting was already a certain difference from that of ordinary people. He could easily enter the state of deep sleep, and could wake up at any time and enter the depth sleep. After only two hours of sleep, Zhao Qing had recovered all his energy.

Next, Zhao Qing was about to return to the laboratory to check his physical condition. After all, because of the snail black crystal worm, he had consumed forty years of life.

However! When Zhao Qing was about to go out, Wu Yu called.

"Uncle Master, where are you? Are you in the laboratory or home?" Wu Yu said with a little excited voice.

"At home! What's wrong with you? Is there any news about your master?" Zhao Qing felt Wu Yu's excitement and asked quickly. After he was attacked by a killer before, he had been on the phone with Wu Yu and his senior brother Qian Wen.

When the eldest brother Qian Wen learned about this, he was silent for a while. Finally, he told Zhao Qing not to do anything and do whatever he should do, just pretending that the sneak attack did not happen.

"Yes! Master is back, and is back intact. After Master is informed that the Demon Humen hidden his possible death, he did not hand over the task and went back to the villa in Xiaguancun." Wu Yu said excitedly.

"You are waiting downstairs, I will pick you up immediately and go to meet the master together."

When Zhao Qing heard the news, he was naturally overjoyed. He responded and went downstairs. However, as soon as he landed downstairs, he heard a shocking roar of sports cars not far away, and the sound of brakes unique to the drift.

A black lightning flashed several times on the road, and a gust of wind hanged behind it. Passersby just felt a black shadow flashing in front of them, but they could faintly see a sports car passing by. The next moment, there was no trace of the sports car, and they thought it was an illusion.

Amid the tingling sound of brakes, Wu Yu's black sports car left a black scratch on the road, and was docked intact in front of Zhao Qing.

"..." Zhao Qing's eyes twitched. Wu Yu actually dared to drive such a fast car in a residential area, a place with a lot of people. He just heard the roar of a sports car from a distance. In just a few seconds, Wu Yu's black sports car had already appeared in front of him.

"Get in the car!" As soon as the car door opened, Wu Yu shouted and said.

Zhao Qing sighed and buckled the safety belt as soon as he got in the car. Wu Yu did not hesitate. The black sports car immediately roared, scaring the people around him to hide from a distance.

Under normal circumstances, it takes two hours to drive from Zhao Qing's house to Qian Xiaoxiong's villa, but it took less than ten minutes for Wu Yu to use his sports car. This time, Zhao Qing had thoroughly seen Wu Yu's driving skills and had to admire him.
Chapter completed!