Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

The old villain of the Xia family made a playful voice, and he looked at Zhou Qi with great interest. Few people in this world are qualified to speak like this, but he is one of them. There was unscrupulous contempt in his stern gaze. Although Zhou Qi is a young man with great potential, he only has potential, not enough to be his opponent.

"Zhou Qi, although you have given me a lot of surprises, it's not enough."

The old villain of the Xia family slowly came to Zhou Qi, lowered his eyelids slightly, "It seems that I was worrying too much, you are far inferior to Yang Yi, you are not his opponent. Originally, you are not worthy of me personally, but Now that I'm here, you must die. It's just strength, why do you want to be presumptuous in front of me? Little bum, I'll send you home today!

As soon as the words fell, the old thief of the Xia family suddenly shot out, with great killing intent and majestic momentum.

Pointing to Zhou Qi's chest with a finger, "This trick is called 'One Finger of Mount Tai', which means the first of the five mountains of Mount Tai, which is second to none in the world. It is the glory of your life to die in my hands. Zhou Qi , today I will let you see what is meant by a destiny that cannot be violated, what is meant by being powerless, what is meant by a lack of skill, and what is meant by a mayfly shaking a big tree!"

Now that the Xia family's old thief is in the realm, he doesn't need any martial arts routines or skills at all. What he relies on is pure strength, a strength that is difficult to compete with. Although only one finger was handed out, there are thousands of changes hidden in it. As far as Zhou Qi can imagine, there are at least dozens of handprints.

At this moment, he was out of breath, his physical strength had been severely exhausted, and he was not at his peak state.

He also felt powerless for a moment, even if he broke through an inch of life and death, he still couldn't fight this enemy. He closed his eyes, not because he accepted his fate, but because he had no choice but to use his strongest ultimate move. It was originally intended to be used in a duel with Yang Yi, but now it has to be played earlier.

Thinking of this, he suddenly formed hands like lotus seals, and there was almost light in his pupils.

"Old thief of the Xia family, you really are going back as you live, do you really think you can kill me?"

Zhou Qi stood up abruptly, "Proceed, soldier, fight, person, all, formation, column, front, line...Eight days in the east, eight days in the south, eight days in the west...Old thief, let me show you , what is my real strength. No matter how high your Taishan is, can it be as high as thirty-three days? From the point of view of fist, you will be defeated!"

Every time Zhou Qi made a handprint, the entire time and space seemed to start to vibrate.

The golden core in the shape of a building in his body slowly turned, as if it gradually became clearer, and there seemed to be a faintly visible map in his lower abdomen.

He didn't know what was going on in his body at all, and he had no time to take care of it. Now he has only one enemy in front of him, only one powerful enemy that must be defeated.

As soon as the nine-character mantra came out, combined with the three eight-day handprints of the east, south, and west, the old thief of the Xia family felt as if he had fallen into a huge formation. Even with his invincible strength, he felt a slight scalp tingling. Even though he had never seen this kind of attack, he still possessed boundless self-confidence.

This kind of self-confidence comes from his heaven-defying strength. He is sure that Zhou Qi will not be his opponent.

Zhou Qi's strongest is not only his own boxing technique, but also his formation technique. His fisting intent itself comes from the world of spirits and gods, and so does the formation. The two are superimposed on each other, not one plus one equals two, but a powerful addition of one plus one equals five. Every boxing technique of his is the essence of Taoism in the thirty-three days, but what is even more mysterious is that there is actually a hint of Buddhism in it.

"Six days in the world of desire, eighteen days in sex..."

Zhou Qi closed his eyes tightly, his hands were like lotus seals, and the energy and blood in his body surged wildly, he almost couldn't control it, "No... this trick can't be used yet, otherwise I might die here too..."

"Huh? What kind of move is this? Zhou Qi, who the hell are you!"

At this moment, the old thief of the Xia family was really shocked! Being in the big formation, he finally felt a kind of killing intent with unfathomable power. What was even more horrifying was that he felt something completely opposite to Taoism in the dark. But that kind of aura passed away in a flash, and it was not fully revealed, which also made him slightly relieved.

He had a premonition that once Zhou Qi really used that trick, his life seemed to be really in danger.

"Old thief, I'm going to kill you today, and then make all of you Xia family kneel in front of me!"

With a roar, Zhou Qi suddenly stood up and rushed towards the old thief of the Xia family. Through his big formation, he has completely stripped the connection between the old thief of the Xia family and Dashan, forming a domain of his own. This is an extremely high-level combat method, and even the strong who are not bad at seeing gods may not be able to master it.

To be more precise, this is not the method of warfare on earth, but the method of warfare from the world of spirits and gods.

"Old thief, kneel down! I can't spare you today!"

Zhou Qi roared wildly, his hands that were originally formed like a lotus, combined all the handprints into one, and finally squeezed into a very weird fist mark, but revealed a fierce and murderous intent. From top to bottom, like the sky pressing down on the top, it directly covered the head of the old thief of the Xia family. This turbulent power seems to make the world look different.

The old thief of the Xia family was on the alert at this time, and he also felt the feeling that he was in danger from it.

Without any reservations, he delivered the most powerful punch in his invincible state. The momentum of this punch was so turbulent, it seemed that it was about to tear apart Zhou Qi's painstakingly arranged formation in an instant. Even Zhou Qi felt a backlash, and blood donation overflowed from the corner of his mouth. But he didn't retreat, and Te also knew that he could not retreat, absolutely not.

Witnessed by the stars in the night sky, his fist mark finally collided with the fist of the old villain of the Xia family.

A deafening sound was heard, and in an instant, all the trees within a radius of tens of meters were snapped, centered on Zhou Qi and the old thief of the Xia family. This perverted explosive power would not be possible without one of them. If anyone can see it here, their jaws will drop to the ground in surprise.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, Zhou Qi was lying on the ground covered in blood, as if he had lost consciousness.

Although the old thief of the Xia family was still standing there, his condition was not that good. The originally rosy complexion was also slightly pale at this time. Seeing the gods is not bad, after all, seeing the gods is not bad, and now Zhou Qi can be regarded as truly understanding the strength of this realm. If he hadn't forcibly erupted his powerful strength, he might be dead now, and it would be impossible to fight the old thief of the Xia family to this extent. No matter from which point of view, Zhou Qi has done well enough.

After all, the person who is his opponent is the "god" of this world.

The old thief of the Xia family wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhou Qi who was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were filled with fear, "This son is really unexpected, he has such a means, maybe Yang Yi...but today just happened to solve him, Not being able to give him another chance to rise is too dangerous. Zhou Qi, no blame me, only you have to die."

The old thief of the Xia family took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and walked slowly towards Zhou Qi.

"Ahem... the old thief... will die today, maybe it's not me..."

Just when the old thief of the Xia family was about to make a move, Zhou Qi suddenly laughed. Enduring the pain of broken bones all over his body, he struggled to look at the old thief of the Xia family, "Old thief, now I finally know why you chose Yang Yi, Because your Xia family’s younger generation doesn’t have a real genius. You are about to die, and you need to find a protector for the Xia family. Hehe, but do you really think that Yang Yi can protect your Xia family? Be careful in the end. Nothing."

The old thief of the Xia family stopped in his tracks, sighed slightly and shook his head.

He still looked at Zhou Qi with pity, a kind of aura spontaneously born of a superior. As the direct descendant of the ancient Xia family, he is a true nobleman, a noble family recognized by China for thousands of years. His ancestor was Xia Yu who founded China's first dynasty—Xia Dynasty, and he was born proud.

Throughout the ages, although the Xia family did not overtly participate in dynasty changes, they often have their shadows.

Of course, many peerless powerhouses have also been born, but most of them use pseudonyms. After all, it seems that the Xuanyuan family's surname was derived from "Ji". Although it is not likely that every generation of the Xia family will have a master who is not bad at seeing gods, but there is always such a person who has been in charge for more than a hundred years.

This is also the reason why Xia's parents are so prosperous, sitting on an extremely huge underground empire with intricate roots.

But in this generation of Xia family, there has never been a master who is not bad at all. In addition to him, the current Patriarch Xia Zhennan has not made a breakthrough after more than ten years in Gangjin. Looking around, none of the younger generation of the Xia family could enter that realm after all, so he had no choice but to choose Yang Yi.

I hope that Yang Yi can be cultivated into a master who is not bad at seeing gods, and then Xia Yiruo will be betrothed to him and let him protect the Xia family.

I have imparted all my martial arts experience to Yang Yi. I originally thought that he, who is amazingly talented, can become the first person of the younger generation in China, take the lead, and let the Xia family truly control the northern and southern martial arts. But she never expected that Xia Yiruo's husband would become her biggest obstacle.

If Zhou Qi was willing to surrender to the Xia family and become a running dog, the old thief of the Xia family would not target Zhou Qi everywhere.

But there was no way, he had to let Zhou Qi die, and he couldn't put Yang Yi in any danger. The Xia family has been born for thousands of years, and they have made countless enemies. If after their own death, there is no longer a strong man who sees gods as their patron saint, it is easy to imagine what they will do.

Therefore, in his opinion, Zhou Qi must die.

"Yang Yi is my most proud disciple, I have never had any doubts about him."

The old villain of the Xia family looked at Zhou Qi coldly, "You are just a lowly pariah, and I don't know how you cultivated to this level. But it doesn't matter, anyway, you are going to die here today anyway. Zhou Qi, Don't blame me, just blame yourself. You have never been an opponent of our Xia family, let alone Yang Yi's opponent, I will kill you like killing a dog."

"To be old and not die is to be a thief. Do you really think that you are invincible? Hehe... You are so old and you are still walking around. Can you come to Subei at will? You only entered at a young age. It's not bad for God, sooner or later, I will trample you under my feet! Look, who is here?"

Ok? As soon as Zhou Qi's words fell, the old thief of the Xia family fixed his eyes on the mountain forest not far away.

Originally, someone could get close to him, and he could already feel it. But because of Zhou Qi's formation, and because of his lack of physical strength just after the battle, he unexpectedly found someone now. At this time, he was already in a cold sweat. At this time, there was only one answer to come here without anyone noticing.

"Zhou Qi, you really opened my eyes."

The man slowly came out from the shadow of the forest, with a look of interest on his face, "No wonder Jingtian lost to you, it seems that you really have two brushes."