"okay!"
Nan Lingzi just waited for these words, answered, rolled up his sleeves and started hitting.
No one expected that he would make a sudden move, and the person closest to him was knocked out without reacting at all.
"Fell me down."
The disciples of the Eastern Palace jumped up one after another, fisting and fisting each other. Both sides did not use immortal implements, and no one performed the exercises. It was a real fist.
The ping-pong-pong rang for a long time, and the ground was full of unconscious people. Nan Lingzi wiped off the sweat from his head, and cocked his feet to look around for a moment. After playing for so long, there were still dozens of people on the other side.
"Is this calling all the disciples of the whole school?"
He murmured a word, squatted down without looking back, escaped the attack of the person behind him, and punched the person back in the leg.
After several people were brought down one after another, Nan Lingzi thought that this was not a solution, so he shot and walked towards Li Heng.
Li Heng couldn't sleep anymore, because Mo sat up and was watching vigorously, so he had no choice but to sit up and doze with half-closed eyes.
"Boss, you have to think of a way, there are too many people."
Nan Lingzi kicked a person with one left kick, punched another person on the ground, and took the time to squat down beside Li Heng and say something.
It's been a long time since he used his physical strength to fight with real swords and guns. After playing for so long, he felt very strenuous. It is estimated that the situation of other brothers is the same.
If they continue to fight like this, they will have to get tired without being beaten down by the enemy.
"Your trick of flying from the sky, it should be a group skill," Li Heng raised his eyelids. Glancing at him, "Solve them directly and sleep better."
"Boom!"
Nan Lingzi turned around and threw a fist on a person's chest. The man was holding a long sword, and the point of the sword pointed directly at Li Heng's brow. He received a deep punch. The corners of his mouth overflowed with bloodshot eyes but did not retreat. He even gritted his teeth and stabbed forward. .
"Damn!"
Nan Lingzi hurriedly turned her head, the tip of the sword stopped an inch from between Li Heng's eyebrows, and the blade was gently clamped with two fingers.
"Get up," Li Heng yawned, still feeling sleepy, and stood up staggeringly, "Just stay here, don't let people disturb your sister-in-law to rest."
Nan Lingzi laughed, and stood beside Mo obediently, Li Heng sacrificed himself in the black pot, picked up the pot, boiled water, and done it all in one go.
The disciples of the Eastern Palace quickly discovered that something was wrong, and the besieging them were falling down at a very fast speed, but they did not discover the reason.
In the blink of an eye, only the same mentor was left beside them, and all of them were thrown to the same place, piled like a hill.
Until now, they discovered that there was a huge black pot over there, and the steam was gurgling in the pot.
Everyone looked at each other, they had guessed what happened in their hearts, but they still didn't get over it for a while.
Li Heng clapped his hands and looked at the sky. It was already midnight, and it should be light in more than an hour.
"Cook it, it's dawn, it's probably finished cooking."
With a big wave of his hand, the hill disappeared, and the heat of the black pot slowly increased.
"Brother, these people are definitely not disciples of a family of sects," Nan Lingzi was watching the battle and found a very important clue. "There are also several sects, who sent them?"
"Who else can there be?" Li Heng said, "Now in Miyun Mountain, I wish I would die. Except for the noble son, it is estimated that no one else is so capable."
"How can he mobilize so many schools?" Nan Lingzi said, "Why do you do it here?"
"In the past two days, there were obviously countless opportunities to shoot. This place is already close to the depths of Miyun Mountain. Once the high-grade monster beasts are alarmed, they will also have to die."
"It is estimated that the saint son thinks," Li Heng said: "You accompany me to die here, it's more like the work of a monster."
"... Okay," Nan Lingzi sighed and said, "No wonder I always feel that something is following us these past two days."
"It's not people who follow us," Li Heng affirmed: "Otherwise, it's impossible to escape my perception."
"Heavenly Spirit Holy Land has been passed down for millions of years and has a profound background," Nan Lingzi said: "Maybe there are any peculiar tracking methods, we still have to be careful."
"You don't need to be careful," Li Heng smiled. "I'm looking forward to such a sneak attack. There will be a few more visits and the more people will come, the better."
The number of refining has been 73,000 times, and only 7000 times are left from the 80,000-time best gift package. This time, at least hundreds of people have come here, dozens of times, and he doesn't need to find the goal of refining.
Nan Lingzi whispered: "I have to come a few times, my heart must jump out, this place is too scary."
The belly of the fish was white in the east, and the rising sun revealed a golden edge. Li Heng covered his lips and yawned. He raised his eyelids and took a look. The refinement was not over yet.
Close your eyes and open them again, the sun has reached mid-air, and it is another sunny day.
The refinement was over, and the system's prompt sound awakened him, but he was confused and didn't hear clearly what reward he got. The only thing I could hear clearly was the system prompting the number of refinements, which had reached 73,987.
"Let's go."
He calmly put away the black pot, and walked towards the woods in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man didn’t tell him what kind of eighth-grade monster beast was. Li Heng also forgot to ask at that time. However, after walking for a long time, he estimated that he was approaching the range of that monster beast’s territory. He suddenly felt that maybe No need to ask.
Each monster's territory should have a very clear dividing line. Li Heng felt very clearly that when he walked across a certain boundary, he suddenly smelled different smells.
This smell is vaguely familiar, he had smelled it when he was in the lower realm.
"Isn't that Kunpeng's relative?"
Li Heng said to himself, this taste really resembles the Kunpeng clan in the northern boundary of the Lower Realm.
Think about it, he has been in the immortal world for so long, and the son of Kunpeng does not know if he has succeeded in the robbery.
If he succeeded in coming to the immortal world through the tribulations, with the proud character of the son of Kunpeng, he would not have come to Miyun Mountain to find a monster beast as a relative.
It's a pity that the people of the lower realms don't even know that Kunpeng is just an ordinary monster in this Miyun Mountain. In addition to the Phoenix family, there is also a sacred animal bloodline, the Golden Wing Roc!
The Golden Winged Roc is the ancestor of Kunpeng. He was born at Rank 7 and cannot cultivate at all. As long as he spends a hundred years safely, he can reach adulthood. Once he reaches adulthood, he will become the peak of Rank 8 monsters.
Wouldn't it be such a coincidence
Li Heng whispered a little bit in his heart, if it is really a Golden Winged Roc, then his luck is really unparalleled.
It's definitely not a coincidence that a middle-aged person shows the way. It seems that he has to ask him if he finds an opportunity.