"Haha, you two came so soon, I thought you would hold on a little longer."
A monk on the fourth floor of Xuandan immediately recognized Jia Lingwei and Eldest Sun Yan, and said with a laugh.
His location was by the first bluestone gate in front of the canyon.
Hearing this, Jia Lingwei's heart sank completely, and she finally understood why these people would take away their cultivation resources in the first place, and then let them go.
It turned out that people had known for a long time that they would come back.
"Haha, good, good" The Xuandan fourth-layer monk continued to laugh, and after saying a few words of good, he said, "You come to my side, I promise to let you go, and I don't want your spirit stone, I guess you don't have any spirit stones." ” "He Zhijiang, since you asked for the big one, the small one is for us."
Someone also spoke by the other bluestone door.
Jia Lingwei's face changed, she knew what these people meant.
She didn't have an interface, and there were already twenty or thirty people gathered here, except for the ten of them.
If she really can't be good in the end, she can only fall from the meridians.
"Everyone, I'm a member of the Wunian Sect.
Please also see that everyone is a monk of the Yixing Continent, let us borrow it, just a gift is not a tribute.
The fifth-layer cultivator of the Xuandan, who had the highest cultivation in the team, took out a storage bag that had been prepared a long time ago and sent it up.
"Wunian Sect Wunian Sect is very remarkable, Lao Tzu was also from Wunian Sect hundreds of years ago, and it is useful for a fart."
The fourth-layer monk of Xuandan named He Zhijiang said disdainfully, he didn't take Yixiao's storage bag at all, his eyes were just staring at Jia Lingwei fiery.
"The predecessors are from the Wunian Sect," Cheng Yixiao said in surprise.
He Zhijiang spat out and said, "Lao Tzu said that it was hundreds of years ago, who is the Wunian Sect now, and your surname is Cheng, it must have something to do with that Chengyi Shui." ” When Cheng Yixiao heard this, his heart had sunk, he withdrew his respectful smile, and said in a tone that was neither arrogant nor humble, "That's my father." ” After He Zhijiang heard this. said even more disdainfully, "That old and unserious, at such an old age, he still made such a small point as you, it can be seen that there are a lot of young women on him." ” "You are looking for death" Cheng Yixiao can not bear this kind of words, and at the same time has sacrificed his magic weapon.
However, after the magic weapon was sacrificed, he still calmed down, even if he could win this Xuandan fourth layer.
And there are seven or eight people over there who have cultivated higher than him.
The Xuandan monk who can really make a move on his side is estimated to be the only one.
Although there are still a few Xuandan monks on the side.
That's certainly not going to be a hands-on move.
"Why don't you do it" He Zhijiang sneered again, and then said coldly, "The ten people who came over, all took out their storage rings, let us check them." ” "Senior, wasn't it okay for everyone to give out 200,000 spirit stones by themselves before" Jia Lingwei is here for the second time, and she is more familiar with the rules here.
Two hundred thousand spirit stones is still not a small amount for an ordinary Xuanye cultivator.
"That was a few months ago, and now it's changed.
And this kid me off.
He Zhijiang pointed to Chengyi's nose and snorted.
After humming, he pointed at Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman, remove the rags from her face, and then come here." ” "He Zhijiang, I want this woman."
An unhurried voice said lightly.
The one who spoke was a brown-clothed monk at the door of the eighth bluestone gate, who was already a cultivator of the eighth layer of Xuandan.
He Zhijiang heard this voice.
Hurriedly bowed down and said, "Yes, since Brother Rong wants this woman, it is her blessing." ” After speaking, he glared at Nalan Ruxue and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go to Brother Rong, do you want Lao Tzu to do it?"
Nalan Ruxue shuddered.
Only then did she realize that her previous ideas were too naïve.
At this moment, a Xuandan third-layer monk at the fourth bluestone gate pointed to a woman behind Nalan Ruxue and said, "That woman is here, I want it." ” Standing behind Nalan Ruxue was a female cultivator of the third layer of Xuanli, and before she could react when she heard this, Jia Lingwei's face changed. hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Sasha, you run away quickly" Although she said this, Jia Lingwei knew in her heart that even if Senior Sister Sasha fled immediately, she wouldn't be able to go far.
The Xuandan monk who wanted Sasha suddenly looked at He Zhijiang and said, "Brother He, this woman doesn't know how to do it, and she dares to spread the word."
When you're done enjoying it, we'll use it for our brothers here. ” Jia Lingwei's face immediately turned extremely pale, how could she not know the meaning of these words.
He Zhijiang smiled, there was no interface, obviously he didn't want to give Jia Lingwei to this Xuandan third-layer cultivator.
This Xuandan third-layer monk didn't care, after he said this, the person had already rushed out and reached out to grab the female cultivator behind Nalan Ruxue.
Cheng Yixiao's temperament has always been very direct, jealous and hateful, and now that someone is arresting the female cultivator in his team in front of him, how can he hold back the Liguang Golden Flame Knife that he has prepared to sacrifice turned into a knife curtain in an instant, blocking this Xuandan third-layer monk.
"The kid really dares to make a move, Lu Ming, you go over first, I'll help you block this one."
He Zhijiang sneered, and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon and rushed forward.
"Thank you, Brother He."
This monk of the third layer of Xuandan, called Lu Ming, easily bypassed Cheng Yixiao because of He Zhijiang's help.
The nun named Sasha hurriedly retreated, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't retreat in front of the Xuandan third-layer monk in the regular path.
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Just retreated less than ten meters, and was grabbed by Lu Ming.
"Seeing that Uncle is still hiding and looking down on you, Uncle Lu" Lu Ming grabbed Sasha in his hand, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and raised his hand to tear all the clothes of this woman named Sasha.
At this moment, almost all the monks could see Sasha.
The nun who called Sasha screamed miserably, if she could kill herself, she would have died a long time ago.
The "brute" took a roar and saw that Lu Ming tore Sasha's clothes on the spot, and was violent on the side, where could he still hold back the raging anger in his heart.
The Liguang Golden Flame Knife in his hand turned into a dense rain of swords, completely enveloping He Zhijiang.
"Ah" Another scream came, and He Zhijiang was directly cut off by a howl and flew out upside down.
With a roar, He Zhijiang flew away and pounced directly on Lu Ming.
However, before he could reach Lu Ming's side, he was stopped by a horse-faced monk, "Kid, a few hits, it's only been about a year since you entered the rule road, and you can defeat He Zhijiang, it seems that you are also a genius." ” Take a howl to force yourself to calm down.
Although He Zhijiang's cultivation is the fourth layer of Xuandan, he is extremely strong.
This is him, if he is replaced by another Xuandan fifth-layer monk, he will definitely not be He Zhijiang's opponent.
And the one who stopped him in front of him was Brother Rong who had booked Nalan Ruxue, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of Xuandan was a few small levels higher than him.
"Let me see if you are really such a cow" After Brother Rong of the eighth layer of Xuandan finished speaking, a big seal had already wrapped his thick killing intent and blasted towards Chengyi.
Take a roar to hold back yourself and save people.
The Liguang Golden Flame Knife brought up a golden flame-like sword this time, wrapping the Dafang Seal.
For a moment, the air around this was completely blasted apart by the True Yuan.
The terrible sound of an explosion drowned out the two men who were fighting.
"Sure enough, it is worthy of being the son of Chengyi Shui, just the fifth layer of Xuandan, you can actually block Brother Rong, I will also come to see if you are really powerful" As he spoke, another monk from the seventh layer of Xuandan joined the battle group.
Riding the fifth layer of the Xuandan, it was enough to deal with this horse-faced Brother Rong, but now that he had added a Xuandan seventh layer, he immediately struggled.
Just a dozen of them couldn't breathe.
He was blown away by Brother Rong's square seal with a knife, and directly hit a mountain bag, completely shattering the mountain bag.
Even so, Cheng Yixiao still struggled to sit up, but his injuries were so severe that he just sat down for a while and fell down again.
The scene was silent.
No one dared to save Cheng Yixiao, except for the sound of Lu Ming torturing the female cultivator, it was like hell here.
Brother Rong of the eighth layer of Xuandan looked at Nalan Ruxue who was covering his face, and suddenly said with a smile, "Come here, I won't be as rude as Lu Ming."
Nalan Ruxue's face turned extremely pale in an instant.
She finally understood what Eldest Sun Yan meant.
At this point, she couldn't say a word, and even her hands were shaking.
Brother Rong saw that Nalan Ruxue didn't move, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a black streamer crossed in front of his eyes, and the next moment, he heard a soft pop.
This speed.
Not even he could stop him.
Lu Ming, who was lying on the body of the female cultivator named Sasha, was picked up by a black spear, which was inserted from Lu Ming's waist and flew directly with Lu Ming.
"Boom" The black spear nailed Lu Ming to a tall rock in the distance, blasting the rock's gravel everywhere, and the tail of the black spear shook freely.
At this time, the line that Lu Ming flew through the sky had blood stains falling.
"Put on your clothes first."
As the words fell, a gray robe landed on Sasha's body.
When she was insulted by Lu Mingzhong, this female cultivator named Sasha had long wanted to fall by herself, but at this time, the prohibition on her body was lifted by a robe, and she suddenly lost the courage to fall by herself, and quickly rushed out from the side wrapped in a robe.
No one stopped her, and all eyes were focused on the man who had just fallen from the sky.
It was just an emaciated middle-aged man, and on the man's shoulder, stood a puppy the size of two fists.
None of the monks blocking the road on this side of the bluestone gate knew this person, but all the monks who wanted to pass through this canyon knew this person.
This is the Zhuyuan monk named Hang Jiaojiao on the ship, and his cultivation at this time does not seem to be Zhuyuan.
Whether it is Zhuyuan or not, a person who can nail a Xuandan third-layer monk to death with a single shot will definitely not be a simple person.
"Papa, papa" Lu Ming's body was nailed to the rock, still dripping blood.
Other than that, there was no other sound, and the sound of this drop of blood set off the silence here.
The third more is sent, the last day, but there is a monthly pass for the fifth child today we are here, and we will continue tomorrow.
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